Chapter 270: One-on-One
When James said this, Yang Zhiming behind him was already ready to move. This guy suffered the loss of our group number two last time, and a piece of meat was bitten off his ankle, and he is still jealous. It is estimated that he has long wanted to find an opportunity to recover the loss on No. 2. His contemptuous and angry eyes were staring at Two, who was also responding with a vicious look.
But one of the students in our group said next to me: "We must not let No. 2 go on again this time, otherwise we will have no food to eat." ”
It was estimated that Yang Zhiming heard our conversation, so a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This made No. 2 even more uncomfortable, and he ignored the opposition of his companions, gritted his teeth and said to me: "Brother Quan, give me another chance, I will definitely be able to defeat him." ”
His Chinese was awkward, but I could tell what he meant.
At this time, Bai Qing also came to me and said, "Brother Quan, let's replace me, I can solve this guy." ”
Although Bai Qing has been isolated in the group, it is because the other students are afraid of him, and the method he used to kill the Thai boy last time was too bloody. But Shi Baiqing's strength is undoubted, so when he applied to fight, most of the students agreed.
But I had other plans, I first shut up all the nineteen teenagers, and then said to James: "The one-on-one duel is too boring, anyway, this is also a training opportunity, so let's just let them go together." There are just nineteen people in your group, exactly the same as on our side, so why don't you let them catch each other, and if our side wins more than ten people, even if you win, how about it? ”
James started to think I was scared, but I didn't expect me to play bigger than him. The black man snorted in his nostrils, tilted his head, and sneered, "As long as you are not afraid of the total annihilation, you can come." ”
In fact, I have secretly observed this James when he trains students, and he adopts the same training method for almost every student. That is to train its strength. He wanted to train all of his students to be a grumpy guy like him. Most of these students are minors and are very malleable. But some people are actually not suitable for this route, for example, if a weak teenager is trained to be a fighter with a short temperament and strength, then at best he can only be regarded as a strong outsider.
My trainees have just started training, but I've given them advice when they're defending, and they know where they need to play to their strengths. So I'm very confident in this competition, even though James thinks that the people on my side are pure newcomers.
I nodded, "In that case, let's get started, my students are still waiting to eat." ”
James was noncommittal and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you're not in the mood for dinner." ”
At this time, Sanlong had already let the other groups fight each other, and then walked up to James and me and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you have to fight fast." ”
James was very unhappy with Sanlong, but because of D378, he had to endure it.
Then we had nineteen people split up to find their opponents, and both sides were in a hurry to win the game, so there weren't so many cutscenes in between. Soon the fight began.
The least thing I'm worried about is, of course, No. 7 Bai Qing, as well as No. 4 and No. 9. These three people were the strongest among my students, and sure enough, the first to solve the battle were mostly the three of them. James' men were knocked down in just two minutes.
James looked at Bai Qing and the others who returned to me in disbelief, his face was very ugly, so he yelled and scolded the students who were still fighting, so what he shouted out was a string of chatter in English, so that the ghost could understand it.
Because Bai Qing and the other three quickly resolved the battle, it also boosted the morale of our students, and the battle soon came to an end, at this time, our side and James's side had won nine games, but there was still a pair of people fighting, it was none other than No. 2 and Yang Zhiming, the two of whom were scuffling together.
The rest of the people who have already finished the fight have not thought that the fate of whether they can eat in the end is still placed on the body of No. 2. It's just that to the surprise of all of us, No. 2 has made great progress, and now he is inseparable from Yang Zhiming, who easily defeated him yesterday.
Actually, I don't care too much about whether the number two wins, or even the victory of our whole group. The reason why I proposed that 38 people fight each other is not for a greater chance to have lunch, but because I want to give each of them the opportunity to fight. If you win, you will be more confident, and if you lose, you will be punished for not eating lunch to stimulate their potential.
But the current No. 2 obviously has a tendency to win, he and Yang Zhiming are already red-faced and panting, but Yang Zhiming's injury is obviously more serious than No. 2, the corners of Yang Zhiming's mouth have been broken by No. 2, and No. 2 was only kicked in the lower abdomen, and the rest of the parts were basically not injured.
The two men split and reunited, rushed over again, and scuffled again. It's just that at this time they don't see any moves to speak of, and they are no different from street gangsters, and they may even use their teeth as weapons.
At this time, Yang Zhiming angrily greeted No. 2 with a slap, but No. 2 directly hugged Yang Zhiming's two hands and rolled to the ground together.
I thought that No. 2 would press Yang Zhiming to the ground and then attack frantically to win the battle, but what disappointed me was that No. 2's strength was still not comparable to Yang Zhiming in the end, and when he finally fell to the ground, he was ridden by Yang Zhiming, who made a preemptive attack.
Everybody knows that whoever rides on whom in this exhaustion has basically won the race.
No. 2 tried to struggle, but Yang Zhiming's weight alone already made him unable to move. At this time, Yang Zhiming gasped slightly, and a sinister and vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth while suppressing No. 2.
Then Yang Zhiming's fist fell mercilessly towards No. 2, his fist was no longer fast at this time, nor was it much powerful, but it was already a fatal blow to No. 2 at this time. There was no way for No. 2 to protect his face with both hands, but Yang Zhiming's fist hit his hand directly, punch after punch, and even shattered the back of No. 2's hand.
The skin was torn apart, and blood was splattering from the back of the hand. Yang Zhiming punched more than ten times in a row, and No. 2's hands were already trembling violently.
At this time, No. 2's hands were already in severe pain, and his arms were estimated to be extremely sore, so when Yang Zhiming punched him again, No. 2's hands had no strength to stop them. Then Yang Zhiming withdrew No. 2's hand directly and punched No. 2 on the bridge of his nose.
Peng!
With a loud bang, when Yang Zhiming's fist fell, the bridge of No. 2's nose also made a muffled sound, and then everyone saw that the nosebleed was also splashed out.
Number Two tilted his head and passed out.
Yang Zhiming was about to drop his fist, and Sanlong roared on the side: "Stop it, just win, don't waste time." ”
And James, the black man on the side, kept giving Yang Zhiming a look, meaning to let him beat that punch.
Sanlong glared at James, who was stupid and didn't move.
Yang Zhiming hesitated again and again but withdrew his fist, and when he got up, he didn't forget to kick the second who had passed out.
James patted Yang Zhiming on the back, and then the master and apprentice threw mocking glances at our group; But in fact, I didn't care, and I didn't pay attention to them, but just said to the students on the side: "Carry No. 2 back." ”
No one moved, and they all stared angrily at the unconscious Two.
The cadets in James' group had already started to pick up their meals, and they were snickering at us from time to time. This made my students even more annoyed, especially some guys who had won the previous battle, they were complaining about No. 2, where was they still in the mood to carry him back, and they probably hoped that No. 2 would be killed directly by Yang Zhiming.
I got a little angry, and I looked back at the crowd angrily, "I say it one last time, my words are commands, and only once." ”
At this time, a guy who didn't know the height of the sky was muttering: "This kind of waste, why bother with him." ”
He said it in Chinese, and I naturally knew it well, so I walked over, didn't say a word, and kicked him in the shoulder.
The kid who was kicked was the number eight among the students, and his performance was decent, but he didn't expect to be so bad at this time.
Eight was kicked over by me and slid off the floor for a long time before stopping. But he covered his shoulders and made a ** on the ground, and he didn't have the strength to get up again.
"Does anyone else have an opinion?" I didn't look at number eight, but looked around at the crowd.
All of these guys hung their heads down, afraid to make contact with my gaze, and everyone was trembling. But soon they had a move, and even if they didn't want to, they stepped forward and lifted the unconscious Eight out and placed him on the edge of the ring.
Then I looked at these guys and said, "That's what you didn't eat a meal?" If this kind of thing happens in the future, let alone lunch, you don't want to eat all day, understand? ”
No one spoke, but they all nodded.
Seeing that these guys had finally calmed down, I gave up and let them go to the wall to rest by themselves. After all, it's a torture thing to stay here and smell the other guys who have won the game to eat.
Then I walked to the middle of the line, called Bai Qing, No. 4 and No. 9 out respectively, and walked to the corner of the ring.
Although the other students were very curious, they didn't dare to ask more questions and say more with the previous lesson, but just looked at the three people who were selected carefully.