"Third child, you can be regarded as awake. ”

Back in the classroom, the boss Xu Shuo saw Su Yu and quickly stood up and said.

Fat Zhou also came over and shouted, "You scared us to death, I thought you were going to hang up." ”

Su Yu hugged Zhou Fatzi and laughed: "Just kidding, my bloodline and physique are so strong, how can I hang up?"

Liu Wanjiao walked over and said with a smile: "Su Yu, you can be counted, I really think something happened to you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just sick. Su Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, the students of the martial arts class, their blood and physique are stronger than ordinary people, and it is rare to get sick, saying that he is sick, Su Yu feels embarrassed.

In the morning, there are three classes in addition to the language, and then self-study.

Su Yu has strong mental power, he has a strong memory for Wendao, he can understand super fast, Wendao learning is not a difficult thing, he never learns by himself in self-study classes, and he ponders something in his heart, either he cultivates the Daewoo Tianshengming Heart Sutra.

"Su Yu, do you really want to duel with Song Shaoming and Zhao Lingyun in the afternoon?" Liu Wanjiao sat in the front row, and when class was about to end, she turned to look at Su Yu and asked.

Su Yu closed his eyes, heard Liu Wanjiao's question, slowly opened his eyes, looked at her and smiled: "There must be a duel!"

He is not afraid of Song Shaoming, nor is he afraid of Zhao Lingyun.

If you want to avoid being bullied in school in the future, you can only ...... Beat!

For Song Shaoming, I have long looked unpleasant, Li Weiwei has great hopes for Song Shaoming, and wants to watch Song Shaoming abolish me, hum, how can I let you get your wish, this afternoon, see who scraps whom?

As for Zhao Lingyun, as long as it's not too much, just a few tricks can be counted.

After class, Su Yu went to the cafeteria to eat some porridge to replenish his strength.

When he returned to the dormitory, he took a large spoonful of Spirit Tiger Blood Marrow Paste and ate it, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the mental method.

After four days and four nights of sleep, I woke up with extra energy and an unprecedented refreshment.

After three weeks of cultivation, Su Yu exhaled turbidity, jumped up from the bed, cleaned up, and prepared to go.

Zhou Fatzi ran in from outside the dormitory in a panic and shouted: "Third child, hurry, the martial arts field is full of people, Song Shaoming and Zhao Lingyun have arrived, the students of the martial arts class have basically come, and even the civil and martial arts teachers have come to watch." ”

"What?"

Su Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "Even the teachers are here?"

"Yes, Director Wendao, Director Martial Arts are here, Teacher Zhao Qiang and others are also here, I don't know if you want to stop you from dueling, or do you want to watch the battle?"

"It should be a spectator, if it was blocked, it would have been stopped a long time ago. For no reason, Su Yu was a little nervous.

It's just an exchange between the students of the martial arts class, so there's no need to bring out the teachers to watch the battle, right?

"Go, them. Su Yu frowned, this battle was inevitable.

"Okay, them. Fat Zhou exclaimed excitedly.

Su Yu's blood volume will definitely not be lower than Song Shaoming, others don't know, Zhou Fatzi They still know.

Last week in the city, Su Yu's blood volume had reached 155 calories, and eight or nine days have passed, maybe it has reached 159 calories, and he is about to awaken, a quasi-martial artist.

When Su Yu and Zhou Fatzi came to the martial arts field, at a glance, eight or nine hundred students of the martial arts class gathered outside the martial arts field.

The aunt of Lu Qingxue, the director of Wendao, also brought a liberal arts teacher to watch the game.

The director of martial arts is a short-haired man in his thirties, Su Yu has never seen him, he is one meter eight tall, and his physique does not look so strong, but Zhao Qiang and the others can only stand behind the director of martial arts.

"The third child, he is the martial arts director of our martial arts class, named Cheng Hongjun, is Cheng Xiaofei's cousin, it is said that he has reached the innate realm and is very strong. Fat Zhou said beside him.

"Cheng Xiaofei's cousin?" Su Yu was stunned, Cheng Xiaofei was one year higher than him, and in his sophomore year of high school, he ranked ninth in the county's martial arts assessment, a girl, and her strength was quite good.

With so many people watching, even the director of martial arts came, and for a while, Su Yu was a little embarrassed.

There were only Song Shaoming and Zhao Lingyun standing inside the martial arts field, and the weapon racks were all set, and there were all eighteen kinds of weapons.

"Su Yu is here. I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked back.

I saw Su Yu walking from a distance with a fat man, his demeanor was calm, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Lu Qingxue stood in the crowd and pouted, and said, "This Su Yu, his courage is really not small. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Yu walked into the martial arts field.

Because Su Yu had a duel with Song Shaoming and Zhao Lingyun in the afternoon, the exchange meeting of the martial arts class was delayed.

Zhao Qiang was originally uncomfortable, Cheng Hongjun said that it was okay, and there was an exchange meeting at the end of the month, so let them fight.

In the end, Zhao Qiang didn't say anything.

Warriors must fight, those who fight win the sky, how to move forward without fighting?

Song Shaoming and Zhao Lingyun were sitting on the rest bench next to the martial arts field, and when they saw Su Yu walking in, they glanced at each other.

Song Shaoming's eyes were cold and said, "Brother Zhao, I'll come first." ”

Zhao Lingyun nodded, he wanted to see what Su Yu's blood volume was and how powerful his combat power was, and then he could suppress his strength.

"Su Yu, do you really dare to come?"

Song Shaoming changed into smart clothes today, stared at Su Yu who came from a distance, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I thought you were pretending to be sick at home and didn't dare to come?"

Su Yu stared at him coldly and said, "I don't dare to come?" Song Shaoming, your family is richer than mine, and the martial arts started early, what other abilities do you have?"

"Hmph, since the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, the awakened have been at the forefront, this is a talent, you Su Yu don't have such a talent, but you are still pretending to be forced in front of me, I want to see, what can you dare to call at me?" Song Shaoming clenched his fists and stared at Su Yu.

Su Yu sneered, and didn't bother to argue with Song Shaoming.

Strength is king, and it is useless to talk about it.

"Choose. ”

Song Shaoming glanced at Su Yu and stretched out his hand to the weapons next to him, these weapons were all real iron weapons.

"I don't use weapons. Su Yu shook his head, he couldn't burst out of Daewoo's Heavenly Marksmanship, and it was useless to choose weapons, the Eight Collapse Fist was enough.

Su Yu didn't choose weapons, and Song Shaoming couldn't choose weapons, he clenched his fists, his blood volume exploded, and the terrifying qi and blood came out of his body, which was very terrifying.

Li Weiwei stood outside the martial arts arena, clenching her fists excitedly, howling in her heart: Shaoming, kill him, you must kill him......

She wants to see Song Shaoming beat Su Yu and beat Su Yu into a pig's head now, which is enjoyable and happy.

Liu Wanjiao was nervous, and she hoped that Su Yu would not be beaten too hard by Song Shaoming.

Song Shaoming stared at Su Yu and sneered: "Very good, since you don't use weapons, don't rub it in, just die." ”

As he spoke, his blood vibrate, and his whole person rushed towards Su Yu like a tiger.

Lu Xiaohan, the director of Wendao, had beautiful eyes flashing, and muttered: "Song Shaoming's blood volume is at least 155 calories, Su Yu is really a little self-defeating, the gap between the two is too big, how can he win?"

Cheng Hongjun, the director of martial arts, couldn't see through Su Yu's blood volume, after all, Su Yu was a freshman in the martial arts class, and his blood volume of 135 calories was the highest, and compared with Song Shaoming, the difference was 20 calories, and he was only beaten.

Song Shaoming rushed up and hit the Five Elements Boxing first, this set of boxing methods is the basic boxing method, but it can also be used by people.

His blood is strong, and he uses the Five Elements Fist, and his power is extraordinary.

Su Yu stared at him, and also hit the Five Elements Fist, and the fist wind was whistling.

I don't know why, Song Shaoming's boxing technique fell in his eyes, but it seemed slow, like a child playing fists in front of him, very slow and chaotic.

He couldn't help frowning and shouted, "Song Shaoming, are you boxing?"