The Duel Martial Stand is set up in the school's auditorium.

For each duel, there will be a special person responsible for recording and retaining the video, so that the teacher can grasp the progress of each student and tailor the training plan.

Zhou Jiaoxi, as the chief teacher, had already received Deng Hao's application for a decisive battle, and the videographer with a full-time video recorder was ready in advance.

With the influx of students, the auditorium was quickly overwhelmed.

Not only students, but also school leaders and faculty members who had time rushed over to join in the fun.

After all, duels between students are not common, and on average there are only two or three times a year.

Deng Hao, who is about seven or eight meters tall, is very similar to Jiang Guanyu in figure, and both belong to the thin and tall type.

He is also handsome, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose bridge, but his lips are too thin, which looks a little cool.

Dressed in a loose tunic suit, he looked like a boxing champion, waving his fists and stepping up the steps to the stage.

I have to say that although this guy's character is not good, his popularity is quite high.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, the audience resounded with a tsunami-like cheer.

"Deng Hao, you must win!"

"Deng Hao, you must win!"

……

There is even his little fan sister, who spontaneously formed a cheerleading squad, pulled up a banner and screamed loudly.

The momentum is comparable to a concert scene.

Deng Hao enjoyed this feeling of being in the limelight, waving his hands on the stage and constantly turning the direction to signal to all the audience.

"Ah Yu, you ......"

Yang Wenjing looked at Jiang Guanyu with a worried face, and he wanted to stop talking.

"Don't worry, I'm confident."

Jiang Guanyu patted him on the shoulder and comforted, and strode towards the Duel Martial Stage.

In fact, he didn't have much confidence that he would be able to beat Deng Hao.

But he has extraordinary resilience, even if it is a war of attrition, Deng Hao is exhausted, so as to achieve the final victory.

"Jiang Guanyu, you will win!"

"Jiang Guanyu, you will win!"

Jiang Guanyu's popularity is not at the same level as Deng Hao.

With his debut, only a few people such as Yang Wenjing and Fat Fat cheered him on.

The sparse voice of support was exchanged for laughter like ridicule from Li Yang and others.

Jiang Guanyu's face remained the same, and those laughs full of ridicule had no effect on him at all.

Instead, he moved his limbs unhurriedly and did warm-up exercises in an orderly manner.

Zhou Jiaoxi, who acted as a referee, flashed with appreciation in his eyes, and was extremely satisfied with his mentality.

The most basic quality of a martial artist is to maintain an absolutely calm mind at all times and in all places.

Jiang Guanyu has done a very good job in this regard.

On the other hand, Deng Hao, although his talent is very good, his heart is too impetuous and he is easy to float, which is not a good sign.

This made him, who was originally more optimistic about Deng Hao, and the balance in his heart began to tilt towards Jiang Guanyu.

Perhaps, this child who suddenly awakened his talent may be able to bring him unexpected surprises.

Offstage, Bao Li sat in the middle of the third row, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and waited with great interest, wanting to see what kind of strength Jiang Guanyu had.

"Boy, you're crazy, you dare to touch my people, don't you know that you have to look at the owner to beat the dog?"

Deng Hao came to Jiang Guanyu's side, stared at him with gloomy eyes, lowered his voice and said with a cruel smile: "I will let you know what will happen if you move my dog." ”

Jiang Guanyu frowned, took a step back, raised his hand and fanned it with disgust on his face, and deliberately amplified his voice: "Can you talk away from me, don't you know that your mouth stinks?" It's like stinky tofu fermented in a manure pit. ”

Deng Hao's face turned red, he has been a little angry recently, and there is indeed a little taste in his mouth, but it is not so smelly.

The audience was in an uproar, looking at Deng Hao's face was wonderful.

Feeling the strange eyes of everyone, Deng Hao realized that he had been tricked, and his anger rose instantly, and he yelled with a hideous face: "Little bastard, you are looking for death, wait, I will beat you up so much that even your mother can't recognize you." ”

"Deng Hao, pay attention to your words, and if you dare to speak disrespectfully, your martial arts qualification will be cancelled."

Zhou Jiaoxi's face sank, and he scolded sharply.

Deng Hao's face was extremely gloomy, but he had to bow down and apologize: "I'm sorry, Zhou Jiaoxi, I was dizzy." ”

Zhou Jiaoxi didn't say anything more, looked at Jiang Guanyu and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

"I'm ready to go."

Jiang Guanyu twisted his neck, feeling that his body was already at its peak, and nodded at Zhou Jiaoxi.

"Everyone knows the rules of the duel, so I won't talk about it much, now, the duel - begin!"

Zhou Jiaoxi raised his hand, made a long sound, and quickly stepped back at the moment when he started the exit of the two words, making way for the venue.

"Prepare to bear my wrath."

Deng Hao shouted very much, his toes touched the ground, and he shot towards Jiang Guanyu like an arrow from the string.

"That's a lot of speed."

Jiang Guanyu was secretly shocked, no wonder Yang Wenjing said that this guy was not easy to deal with, his speed was indeed very fast.

But he's fast, and he's not necessarily slow.

He has practiced the light body lifting technique, not to mention that he can step on the snow without a trace, but he can definitely be regarded as light as a swallow.

What's more, Deng Hao's strength is the biggest weakness, and he doesn't need to dodge at all.

"Good time."

Jiang Guanyu shouted, did not retreat, but advanced, and the whole person roared up like a cannonball.

The person was still in mid-air, and his fist swung heavily at Deng Hao's cheek.

But Deng Hao not only didn't panic, but a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This smile shocked Jiang Guanyu's heart, and he subconsciously withdrew three points of strength, and did not use the old moves.

Boom!

Deng Hao suddenly raised his hand to block this punch without delay, and the whole person retreated backwards with the strength of the punch like a weightless fallen leaf, easily unloading the power of this punch.

Jiang Guanyu's face was solemn, and he could see that this Deng Hao was not only talented, but also quite rich in combat experience, and he was indeed a difficult opponent.

But instead of being afraid, his eyes lit up with excitement.

The stronger the opponent, the more he can inspire the fighting spirit in his heart.

"Take another punch from me."

His feet did not stop, and with the previous punch to force back Deng Hao's might, he approached Deng Hao again with an arrow step, and his fist slammed over.

"Rookie, fight with me, you're still too tender."

Deng Hao was not in a hurry, and sneered disdainfully.

A strange twist of the body, narrowly avoiding this punch in between intolerable moments.

Taking advantage of the moment when his moves were old, his body suddenly became shorter, and a head hammer hit his chest and abdomen hard.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Guanyu only felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, as if he had been kicked by a galloping horse, and his steps staggered back again and again, almost not breathing.