This guy has so much strength!

It looks so relaxed!

How so?

Could it be that Han Zhu knew that it was his companion who came, so he subconsciously dominated his body and let go of his hand?

Yes, it must be!

The referee gave himself a reason to comfort himself......

Wang Teng didn't know what the referee was thinking, and after handing Han Zhu to the medical staff, he held the long stick in one hand.

"Young man, don't be reckless, how can you pull out a hand. The referee reminded speechlessly.

Wang Teng didn't reply, the strength on his arm surged, and he lifted it up.

Whew!

With a screeching friction sound, the long stick was pulled out by him, and then he turned to look at the referee: "What did you just say?"

Referee: "......"

I always feel that the world is suddenly full of malice.

"Huh...... Hehe, the young man has a lot of strength. The referee laughed dryly.

When the audience saw this scene, they didn't know why they felt a little funny.

"Ask for the referee's psychological shadow area?"

"Hahaha, this referee is too funny!"

"But Wang Teng's strength doesn't seem to be small, right?"

"It seems to be, is his strength ......?"

"It's hard to say, but suddenly I'm looking forward to his next game. ”

The commentator was surprised: "Wang Teng's strength seems to be quite strong, I thought that Han Zhu fell, and Huang Hai was going to sink into the sand in this national No. 1 martial arts competition, but now it seems that there is still a Wang Teng in Huang Hai!"

"I'm more and more optimistic about Wang Teng. Another commentator, Su Xiao, said with a smile.

The narrator's words made everyone pay more and more attention to Wang Teng, and some people who didn't care about Wang Teng before couldn't help but talk about him at this moment.

In the ring, Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Wang Teng a little seriously.

He had personally experienced Han Zhu's strength, and Wang Teng was able to easily break Han Zhu's hand and shake the long stick, which showed that his strength was not under Han Zhu, or even stronger.

At this moment, he looked at Wang Teng slightly!

Their eyes collided in mid-air, then staggered past each other, and they didn't say anything more.

Wang Teng walked out of the ring with Han Zhu's vajra long stick in his hand.

Pick up!

The spiritual power swept over, and all the attribute bubbles in the ring were picked up by him.

Earth-based Force*70

【Fire Force*86】

【Flame Blade*35】

......

Wang Teng's heart moved, and the flame sword momentum was another kind of 'potential' attribute bubble.

There are really a lot of geniuses in the No. 1 martial arts competition in the country, and the 'potential' that ordinary martial artists can't easily comprehend, but many people in this arena have comprehended.

Wang Teng already had ninety percent flame sword potential, and at this moment, as the attribute bubble integrated into himself, the relevant comprehension became more and more profound.

By the time he walked down the stairs, all his realizations had been received.

No one saw it, and a crimson light flashed in his eyes, as if there was a flame condensed in it.

On the other end, Zhao Yuanwu, who was also walking under the ring, seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Teng's back.

"That feeling just now...... Is it a delusion?" he said to himself, frowning.

......

As the game ended, everyone dispersed.

In the evening, inside the hotel.

Peng Yuanshan summoned everyone over.

Wang Teng's eyes swept and found that everyone was more or less injured, among which Han Zhu and Wan Baiqiu were the most seriously injured, and they still looked pale and very weak at the moment.

When a warrior fights, it is inevitable that he will be injured, but generally no one will deliberately play a heavy hand like Zhao Yuanwu.

Of course, this does not mean that control can be controlled, sometimes two people are equal, in order to separate the winner, they will go all out, and they are prone to serious injuries.

Peng Yuanshan saw everyone coming, and said, "Today, we are in the Yellow Sea...... Fiasco!"

His words made everyone bow their heads and feel ashamed.

When he came, he was full of confidence, but now that the game is not half over, Huang Hai has lost a mess.

"Wan Baiqiu!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly named.

"In. Wan Baiqiu's face turned pale and raised his head.

"Do you know what you're doing wrong?" Peng Yuanshan said.

"I wasn't strong enough to be so strong that I angered my opponent. Wan Baiqiu said.

"That's not where you're wrong. Peng Yuanshan shook his head and said: "You are wrong for not recognizing the difference in strength between yourself and your opponent, if you encounter an enemy who is much stronger than yourself on the battlefield, you should stay away immediately, even if you have an order and have to fight, you have to take a roundabout route and think of another way, instead of needlessly sending you to death, which is meaningless." ”

"I ......" Wan Baiqiu's face suddenly turned a little paler, and he fell into deep thought.

"Go back and think about it yourself. Peng Yuanshan didn't say anything more, told everyone to recuperate from their injuries, and then waved them away.

However, Wang Teng was left alone.

In the room, Peng Yuanshan, as well as the other five deans, stared at Wang Teng with six pairs of eyes.

Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers.

During the day, Peng Yuanshan said this, but if he could, who wouldn't want to win?

And now all the hopes of the Yellow Sea are estimated to fall on Wang Teng.

"Deans, don't look at me like that, I'm a serious person. Wang Teng suddenly spoke.

Peng Yuanshan: "......"

Tong Hu: "......"

Su Jing: "......"

......

God is a serious person!

What do you think we're going to do??

At this moment, Peng Yuanshan and the others' hearts collapsed.

Heart, so tired!

Why do they have students with such abnormal brain circuits in their school?

They suddenly remembered that it seemed that Wang Teng was brought back by them with great effort.

So, this is self-inflicted bitter fruit?

The students you choose will finish teaching with tears in your eyes!

After a moment of silence, Peng Yuanshan picked up the collapsed heart again, and then pieced it all together, and then said, "How sure are you in the next game?"

"What do you mean by this certainty?" Wang Teng touched his chin and asked.

"Oh, what do you say?" asked Peng Yuanshan with interest.

He thought that Wang Teng would give an ambiguous answer, but he didn't expect to hear such a rhetorical question.

Tong Hu and the others couldn't help but look at Wang Teng.

"Third place, 100% sure!"

"Second place, ninety percent sure!"

"First place, probably ...... Eighty percent sure. Wang Teng said with the old god there.

Tong Hu and the others listened, but their heads were full of black lines.

This kid has a big enough mouth.

As soon as you open your mouth, you are in the top three, and the grasp is still high.

Even the first place is eighty percent sure.

Are you sure you're not kidding us?

"You're sure. Even Peng Yuanshan was a little unconvinced, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked a little tiredly.

He found that talking to Wang Teng was really tiring.

This kid doesn't play cards according to common sense at all!

"Actually, if it weren't for the fear of scaring you, even the first place, I would like to say that I am 100% sure!" Seeing that several deans were shocked by their own words, Wang Teng said a little shyly.