Seeing Luo Yong's bitter expression and teary eyes, Tang Xiaolong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, these days, no matter whether he is from literature or martial arts, it is really not easy to do anything.

Just like Luo Yong, the coach of the martial arts school, although he was defeated, disheartened, and had the idea of retreating, in Tang Xiaolong's opinion, he was still a good person, the kind of person with professionalism.

If you change to those coaches who don't have any discipline, you will be defeated if you lose, and you will not lose the house or the land, as long as the martial arts school does not expel you, then you can still mix it up, and the salary and bonus are still the same.

But Luo Yong is not this kind of undisciplined coach, he, like Coach Huabao, has his own beliefs and pursuits in his heart.

"Coach Luo, what year did you start playing with throwing knives?" asked Tang Xiaolong.

"At the age of twelve. ”

"It was quite late, I started playing with wooden throwing knives at the age of three, real knives at the age of five, and blind eyes at the age of eight. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing Tang Xiaolong's words, Luo Yong seemed to understand something.

And Wang Dejin, Li Zhidong and all the coaches and students, everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Xiaolong's face at this time, and they all wanted to hear Tang Xiaolong's story.

After all, with Tang Xiaolong's performance in the two games just now, he is definitely a boy with a story.

And Huang Fei, who was standing beside Tang Xiaolong, had a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, and stared at Tang Xiaolong's side face without blinking.

Not to mention, Tang Xiaolong's side face is really angular, very man-like, Huang Fei secretly pondered in his heart.

Seeing that so many people in front of him were looking at him, as if the three thousand disciples wanted to listen to the master's teachings, Tang Xiaolong felt that he had to say something anyway.

"The so-called sword edge comes out from the grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, without a cold to the bones, how can the plum blossoms be fragrant? Dripping water through stones, not a day's work, freezing three feet, not a day's cold! One minute on the stage, ten years of work off the stage!"

At this moment, Tang Xiaolong's mouth was directly a set of quatrains, and Xiao Yueyue, who was talking about cross talk, was afraid that he would be willing to bow down.

I, Tang Xiaolong, have been practicing hard for decades and endured endless loneliness and loneliness, and now I have this remarkable moment! In other words, if a person does not have a bitter experience like mine, he will not have a skill like mine, isn't it fair?"

Tang Xiaolong said these words calmly, but his heart was a little empty, just now he mentioned that he had practiced hard for decades, this word was a bit big, he was only twenty-three years old, and since he was three years old, he has only practiced hard for twenty years.

Fortunately, at this moment, no one dared to question Tang Xiaolong's words, let alone pick out this thorn.

People are awesome, and lies are also true, running the train with their mouths full, talking about gourds and scoops, everyone will also take them as wise sayings, and even organize and record them in a notebook, without doubting the authenticity of these words.

However, when Tang Xiaolong said this, although no one stood up to scold Tang Xiaolong, there were people in the crowd with a sneer on their faces and a look of disdain.

This person is Li Jipeng, a villain with a very poor character.

Tang Xiaolong pretended not to see his bear-like appearance, too lazy to meet him in general.

"Tang Xiaolong, thank you for what you said, I understand!"

Luo Yong looked enlightened again, and said to Wang Dejin, "Principal Wang, if I resigned just now, you just made a joke on me!"

"Hmm!"

Wang Dejin nodded, and threw a grateful glance at Tang Xiaolong in front of him.

After all, if it weren't for Tang Xiaolong's words, Luo Yong, the coach, might have resigned and left the school tomorrow morning, which is of course a loss of human resources for the martial arts school.

"Principal Wang, I also won this second competition. Tang Xiaolong said.

"That's right, there's no dispute. Wang Dejin smiled bitterly and nodded.

Speaking of which, from the first competition, he knew that Tang Xiaolong was a hidden master, and in tonight's three competitions, his martial arts school had absolutely no chance of winning.

Sure enough, there is no suspense in the facts, it is faster and more accurate, and the martial arts school is a mess.

"Principal Wang, can this third competition start?" asked Tang Xiaolong.

"This third ...... Didn't you say that as long as you win the first two games, you don't have to compete in the third game?" asked Wang Dejin.

"yes, that's what I said. Tang Xiaolong nodded, "However, I remember that Principal Wang's reply at that time was that I could not compare, but this third game still has to be played, isn't it?"

"This ......"

Wang Dejin groaned, as if he was very entangled.

Tang Xiaolong was strange and asked, "Principal Wang, is there anything inconvenient? Since it is a meeting of friends with martial arts, I opened your eyes in this scene just now, and in this third scene, I took the glass ball from the concentrated sulfuric acid basin with my bare hands, and I still want you to help me open my eyes!"

Speaking of this third competition, taking out the glass ball from the basin filled with concentrated sulfuric acid with his bare hands, Tang Xiaolong really couldn't imagine that this vision must be opened.

"Okay, since that's the case, then our martial arts school will be ugly!"

Wang Dejin made a decision and nodded to Li Zhidong.

Li Zhidong immediately arranged it.

Soon, one of the coaches brought a glass tank that looked like a fish tank and put it in a corner of the booth, while another coach brought the concentrated sulfuric acid.

Tang Xiaolong walked in front of the glass tank, and Huang Fei, like Tang Xiaolong's girlfriend, followed closely by Tang Xiaolong's side, and Wen Jundi, who was wearing sunglasses, naturally followed.

At this time, both of them had the mentality of watching the excitement and opening their eyes, after all, although this third competition was dangerous, Tang Xiaolong didn't have to make any more moves, and the two didn't have to worry about anything anymore.

Next, one of the instructors poured concentrated sulfuric acid into a glass jar and threw in a number of glass balls at the same time.

This kind of glass ball is the kind of glass ball that children play with, and more than a dozen glass balls fell into concentrated sulfuric acid, and no chemical reaction occurred.

After all, concentrated sulfuric acid is not ablative to glass, but it is corrosive to flesh and blood.

Tang Xiaolong stared at the liquid in the tank and took a good look.

I saw that this liquid was colorless, viscous, and looked like oil, and it was indeed a terrifying concentrated sulfuric acid, and there was nothing greasy.

"Yao Xin, there are more than a dozen glass balls in the tank, you can take out two of them in public, and you can show your hand a little. ”

At this time, Li Zhidong, who was a few steps away, was talking to a male coach in his 30s.

The coach, named Yao Xin, nodded and walked to the glass jar on the booth.

"Tang Xiaolong, with our Coach Yao's strength, we can only take out two glass balls, you can see it-"

Wang Dejin said, signaling that Yao Xin could do it.

"Wait!"

Tang Xiaolong suddenly drank and said in a condensed voice, "I don't know which hand this Coach Yao is going to use to take the glass ball? If it's the left hand, I want to take a look, and if it's the right hand, then don't look at it." ”

(End of chapter)