Chapter 287: Morale Boosted
The special training lasted until 12 o'clock at midnight. Hua Shang is like a never-tireless killing machine, tirelessly flying back and forth on the training ground, rushing left and right, unstoppable. The rookie team members were cut by him to cry wolf howls, hugging their heads and running around, which is miserable.
In the end, Tie Xiufeng and Yan Tingshan dismissed the managers and alternates who had been watching the game, and they also left the training ground, turned around and locked the door of the training ground, leaving only Hua Shang alone and fifteen new players to continue special training on the field.
Seeing Tie Xiufeng and Yan Tingshan locking the door, the rookie team members looked at each other and felt extremely uneasy in their hearts.
"Xiao Shang, Xiao Shang, or ...... That's it for today, we're all exhausted. Zuo Xia said with a bitter face.
"How tired can you be, no one can fight back, I'm much more tired than you, do you see I'm resting?" Hua Shang said coldly.
"Hey, Huashang, what does it mean to lock the door?" Lu Kai couldn't help but roar, "Don't you let you go if you can't keep your handsome position?"
"No," Hua Shang looked at him coldly, "If you can't keep the handsome position, I will train you until you die." ”
"Hey, you, you...... Aren't you afraid of being exposed?" Zhu Tian was so frightened that his face turned white.
"What is there to be afraid of, is it me who is embarrassed when it is exposed?" Hua Shang sneered.
The people were silent. Yes, a bunch of fifteen first- and second-order martial artists were beaten to death by a second-order early stage martial artist, and after this was exposed, it was difficult for public opinion to talk to them, and they would only laugh at them indiscriminately.
"Brother Shang~~~~ You are merciful, let us go. We really can't do it anymore. Gan Lihua sat down on the ground and never wanted to stand up again.
"In a few days, it's the first knockout round of qualifying, and we play against the world's leading team. Do you think they will be merciful and merciful to let you go?" Hua Shang sneered, "You still don't understand the cruelty of taking the handsome." ”
Everyone raised their heads and looked at him blankly: Is the cruelty of winning the handsome more cruel than you?
"My brother Gubei is just collecting newspapers, and he can be seriously injured and dying by Aoshi, do you think you have a chance to survive in the arena?" Hua Shang said sharply.
"Not really. Zuo Xia couldn't help but exclaim.
"Aoshi is a martial arts hall under the banner of the Heavenly Martial Arts School, and I won Qin Zui's momentum during the training match, and they must take the momentum back. Who is the right place to start??" Hua Shang snapped, "Of course not. It's you! When you get on the field, you're all my players, and you're all breaking through. They're going to bring you to death one by one, in front of a crowd of 100,000. Only then will they deal with me. ”
Hua Shang's words stunned everyone.
"Now I'm practicing you, it's a closed environment, no one sees it. When it came to the official arena, 100,000 spectators and tens of millions of people watched the live broadcast, and people all over China could see your frustration. Do you think that the people of the Proud World Martial Arts Hall will beat you more lightly than me? Even if you are not tortured to death on the field, it will be a shame for you to end up on the field. The trolls on the Internet alone make your life worse than death!" Hua Shang said coldly, "Unless you never go online and don't watch TV!"
Everyone bowed their heads and turned pale. The cruel and dark future of the Championship has become extremely real and terrifying under the depiction of Hua Shang. If you think about it, the training nowadays is really pediatric!
"If you want to get out of the predicament, you can only win! As long as you win, it is not a problem to lose face on the field!" Hua Shang said sharply, "I am training you now, I just want to win!"
"Xiao Shang, I'...... I want to win too, but ......" Zuo Xia looked at the players around him and fell into an awkward silence. Everyone squinted at him, but they were silent. As long as it is a martial artist, martial virtue understands, and he will not retreat from the battle, and he will fight to the death. However, it's okay to play with your life, it's too difficult to win the Aoshi Martial Arts Gym!
"I'll stop most of the Aoshi Martial Arts Gym players. I'm alone!" Hua Shang raised his voice, "I don't ask for anything else, I beg you to hold your position and block the two or three assassins who killed them." Leave the rest to me! That's what I'm trying to do with you! You have to block my attack for at least ten minutes, that's not a high demand, right?"
Hua Shang's words made all the rookie players present extremely ashamed. A second-order early stage martial artist has to carry down the battle formation of five second-order peak powerhouses and more than a dozen people in the Aoshi Martial Arts Pavilion, and fight desperately for the honor of Honghu. Letting them stay in the garrison to block the surprise attack of two or three enemy assassin warriors is really not very demanding, and it has simplified the complex battle situation of winning the commander to the limit.
If that doesn't work, they can imagine what will happen to them on campus, on the Internet, on the streets of the Special Administrative Region, after losing the game. Sneering, rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes are the least, and impulsive Honghu supporters may rush up and beat them. This is the end of their social life, and it is not easy to even go to school.
"You can go now. I'll open the door for you, and Coach Iron will give me the key. Hua Shang took out a key and threw it on the ground, "But you walked out of this training ground today, and the one you walked in on the day of the game was Hades!"
Looking at the key on the ground that represents the departure of freedom, even the crying sweet pear flower does not have the heart to pick it up. The glory of the warriors, the future life and death, and the honor and disgrace of their relatives are all things they must face.
"I see, Xiao Shang, let's do it again. This time, let's fight hard!Go all out!" Zuo Xia stood up abruptly and said loudly.
"Senior brother, I know you will be able to figure it out, it's up to you!" Hua Shang was overjoyed.
"Everyone come here, I have a trick, let's try!" Zuo Xia called everyone over. His words immediately boosted everyone's morale.
"Everyone treats me as an assassin of the Proud World Martial Arts Pavilion, don't keep your face. Hua Shang turned on the timer and added.
"Good!" everyone shouted in unison, startling Hua Shang. He beat them up this night!
Hua Shang walked back to his original position and prepared: Shixin is available, maybe it can really be this time.
"We're all right!" After a while, Zuo Xia shouted.
Hua Shang smashed the helmet hard, drew the sword out of the sheath, and the son came by the wind, taking advantage of the momentum, stepping on the waves and flying to the extreme. He must simulate the strongest Aoshi Martial Arts Assassin in order to unleash the potential of the rookie team.
However, before he could swing his sword, he saw the long and heavy warriors standing in the front row smashing all their weapons towards him, densely packed and covering the sky, completely blocking his way from which he came. He dodged and let the overwhelming blades smash indiscriminately, only to his horror to find that all of the long-armed warriors who had lost their equipment had pounced.
He hurriedly swung his sword and slashed, knocking several people away in a row, but Lu Kai and Gan Lihua, who were hiding in the back, suddenly rushed over, one of them hugged one of his thighs, and he didn't let go. Hua Shang could no longer glide and was thrown to the ground by them. He hurriedly retracted his leg and drew his sword, and knocked the two of them off one by one. But in the face, several warriors pounced on him continuously, like zombies seeing blood.
Hua Shang swung his sword and slashed indiscriminately, slashing several times in a row, but several warriors were stacked on top of each other, hugging his old waist desperately, and he just didn't let go. Hua Shang slashed several swords in a row, and he could reach the warriors above, but he couldn't reach the bottom. His men were dragged to the ground again, rolling with the rookie team.
He hurriedly let go of the Nine Tails, made it turn into a flying sword, circled the field, overturned all the team members who were entangled in him, and finally got up from the ground, only to fly Zhu Tian's Qinggang Erhu and Zuo Xia's Qi Mei stick head-on. Behind them were Zhu Tian and Zuo Xia, who came up.
Hua Shang finally understood Zuo Xia's play. He's seen this kind of play, in the video of his previous life. There was a thief who played with a knife and was surrounded by righteous and brave citizens, but the thief's knife was very sharp and fierce, and no one could beat him. But the townspeople threw the tables, chairs and benches around him one after another, and finally one of them threw the large stone bricks over, and directly crushed the thief under the debris.
Zuo Xia's style of play is slab bricks, folding chairs, and dining table quality three.
PS: Often the second update. Tomorrow I'm going to write a game.,Ask for a ticket today.,Thank you for your support.。
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