Under the leadership of Wang Zhaohui, the children all came to a large arena near the training ground, and the men and women stood quietly and straight on both sides of the platform.

I saw Wang Zhaohui take out a list from his pocket, obviously, he had already prepared. Although he already has a predetermined candidate in his heart, this is nothing more than to be fair, and at the same time, he also wants to see if there is a dark horse in the store!

"Children, if you want to be elected to participate in the Douyuan Competition, you have to rely on your own strength to prove yourself. And how to prove it? The teacher has already figured out a way for you, which is to win the battle and win, and the last five winners can participate in the first grade selection. Did you hear that!" Wang Zhaohui said loudly.

"Hear me!!!" replied the children neatly.

"Okay! The two classmates whose names were shouted below walked up to the arena and competed!" Wang Zhaohui said.

As soon as the words came out, the whole atmosphere changed. The children's excitement turned into nervousness. There are sweaty foreheads and sweaty palms......

"Fang Jiu! Jia Jing! Wang Zhaohui's eyes swept over the children, and his low and deafening voice announced their names.

I saw a man and a woman walking out of the group.

"You're so cool, the opponent is a girl" A few boys next to Fang Jiu saw that Fang Jiu's opponent was a woman, and they were a little envious.

I saw Fang Jiu smile a little nervously and walked up to the fighting platform.

And the girl whose name was reported was not so nervous, if the opponent was a girl, maybe she would be even more nervous, but the opponent was a man, even if she lost, it was not so shameful, on the contrary, if she was lucky to win, it would be glorious.

Both stepped onto the ring. I saw Fang Jiu's very gentlemanly fist hugging luggage: "Fang Jiu, fighting department, just entered the fighting level!"

"What, this kid has actually entered the Fighting Soldier level, his strength is the same as mine when he first entered the academy, and now his strength is above mine!" Listening to Fang Jiu's self-introduction, a boy in the team said in disbelief.

After listening to Fang Jiu's introduction, Jia Jing was not affected, and said very generously: "Jia Jing, Dou Department, Ninth Order Fighter"

Although there is only one section between the ninth-level fighters and the less first-level fighters according to their fighting qi cultivation, there is a small quality change in the amount of fighting qi.

"The game is on!" Wang Zhaohui roared.

The attention of the two people on the stage suddenly focused.

"Ha!" I saw Jia Jing rushing towards Fang Jiu, and the immature little hand punched out, and a faint fighting spirit wrapped the fist. That Fang Jiu was ready when Jia Jing's fist swung in, and instead of attacking, his palms were stacked, and a brighter fighting aura wrapped his palms. The fists and palms collided, "Bang!" The relatively low sound did not have the imaginary dust and mist, but the two of them collided with each other, rubbing some bright light.

Fang Jiu was defensive, but looking at his expression, he would find that he was not using all his strength.

"Take me again!" Jia Jing said. It was her right hand that threw the punch, and at this time, her left hand turned into a palm shape and slapped towards Fang Jiu.

Fang Jiu didn't answer, but in the moment when his fists and palms touched, his left palm wrapped the opponent's right fist, holding the opponent's fist under the advantage of fighting spirit, pulling towards his side, seeing the opponent's left palm slapping towards him, a sideways turn to dodge, and at this time, the five fingers of his right hand turned into a buckle shape, aimed at Jia Jing's neck, and quickly buckled, but there was no force.

"You've lost!" Fang Xu said.

At this time, Jia Jing did not resist, when her right fist was firmly grasped by the other party, she had already realized that she was almost ripe, but to her surprise, the other party did not give her a heavy hand, just a reminder.

"Thank you for your mercy!" Jia Jing replied.

Fang Jiu smiled slightly, but did not answer.

"Fang Jiusheng, please watch from the side of the two classmates after the competition!" Wang Zhaohui's voice sounded.

The two of them walked off the stage, and then Wang Zhaohui's voice sounded again. "The following two, Jiang Ke to Meng Ke, haha! You two have interesting names, let me see who is who later!" Wang Zhaohui joked.

Those students who didn't compete were amused by Wang Zhaohui's words, but the two people in this competition were nervous by Mr. Wang's joke, and neither of them wanted to be restrained by each other!

Both of them were nervous to walk on the fighting platform, due to excessive nervousness, they forgot to introduce themselves politely and directly entangled in each other's fighting, the two of them not only could not get on each other at all, but also tired themselves half to death, because the fighting spirit was almost exhausted, both sides were tired and fell to the ground, fell to the ground and the two hugged each other, rolling around on the ground, because they did not pay attention to the area of the fighting platform, the two rolled down to the bottom of the fighting platform at the same time, and the result was directly sentenced by Wang Zhaohui to lose both shots.

"Haha......" The fight between the two drew laughter from the classmates.

The two stood up awkwardly, blushing and hiding aside.

"These two stinky boys" Wang Zhaohui couldn't help laughing. "Okay! Next is ......"

The next few games were hilarious, and the kids who had no combat experience were either hugging each other or hiding...... There are many ways to fight. One by one, they all turned around and painted their faces, and their clothes were torn!

"Everyone keep quiet, the two students in the competition below are Ma San and Xia Ruomeng!" Wang Zhaohui said.

"Xia Ruomeng?" Ye Yun heard the word Ruomeng and looked carefully at the stage. "Sure enough, it's her! I thought her surname was Ruo, but her surname was Xia."

I saw Ruomeng walking on the stage shy and a little nervous, and his eyes were a little afraid to look at his opponent.

However, Ma San was not like that, he was gearing up, his clothes were obscene and walked to the ring, the pair of mouse-like eyes stirred Ruomeng, and he was a little disappointed after a look, because Ruomeng's dress today was too ordinary, a simple and loose clothes, short hair, cute bangs covered her eyebrows but did not cover her eyes, her skin was relatively white and tender, but she didn't have that kind of watery feeling, but those eyes added a little cuteness to her.

Because she is usually too quiet, few people in the class pay attention to her, and she can only rank above the middle among the girls in the class, so this makes Ma San lose interest.

"My name is Ma San, Dou Department, you will know the strength in a while." Ma San's clothes are arrogant.

Ma San's expression and words that no one in his eyes had no effect on Ruomeng, he still had that shy expression, his hands were interlocked, and he replied shyly: "Xia, Xia Ruomeng." Bucket ,......"

"Okay, okay, don't introduce it, let's get started. Looking at Xia Ruomeng, he said impatiently.

Ma San's behavior attracted a lot of people in the audience, the other party is a girl, even if she is not interested in others, at least respect should be there.

Among the dissatisfied people, the most unhappy is Ye Yun, who hated Ma San from the first day he came to the academy, this guy who looks down on people, although he has suffered losses in his own hands before, but he is still unhappy.

Looking at Ma San's ignorance of Ruomeng, for some reason he felt a little distressed about this quiet girl who couldn't feel it, could he be interesting to her?" "Oh no, I won't be interesting to Ruomeng!" Ye Yun hurriedly shook his head, and then glanced in the direction of Yue'er with some weakness. Seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to himself, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief!

"The game is on!" Wang Zhaohui just finished speaking.

Ma San rushed over directly, condensed all his body's strength with a punch, and rushed towards Ruomeng with disgusted eyes.

Feeling the momentum of the other party, as well as that vicious look, Ruomeng's originally shy look changed, the cute bangs suddenly floated wantonly, and a fighting wind swept out of Ruomeng's body, and the arms crossed into a cross shape, "Brush!", the arms were drawn out instantly, and a fighting spirit crossed slash "Bang!" hit Ma San fiercely.

"Uh-huh!" a muffled snort rolled out of Ma San's throat. At the same time, he flew out of the arena and fell to the ground to cover his chest, only to see that the clothes on his chest were shattered by the cross, and the shallow cross blood marks were reflected on Ma San's chest.

Looking at the quiet girl standing on the stage, most of the classmates were scared when they looked at her.

At this time, Ye Yun couldn't believe the qi in front of him, a moment ago he was still thinking in his heart, find an opportunity to help Ruomeng teach Ma San a lesson, if not for anything else, just because the two of them also have a love for the same table. But now it seems that it is not clear whether Ma San is abolished. It seems that I am thinking too much.

Wang Zhaohui didn't expect this to happen, it seems that there is really a dark horse in the class, but this dark horse is too dark. did not announce who won and who lost, but went directly to Ma San's side to check Ma San's injury.

I saw Wang Zhaohui's huge palm attached to Ma San's chest, and the fighting spirit was injected into Ma San's body. "Huh-" Wang Zhaohui breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a skin injury, nothing serious.

However, Wang Zhaohui couldn't help but look at Ruomeng in the stands, this girl is hidden deep enough, he has taken them to train in the past six months, but he didn't find that this girl's strength is so strong.

From the burst of fighting spirit that erupted in Ruomeng's body just now, Wang Zhaohui had already felt that this girl's fighting spirit level might be close to the level of a fighting master. Although he didn't know where Ye Yun's fighting spirit level was, he was sure that this girl would definitely not be inferior to Ye Yun.

Looking at the blood marks on Ma San's chest, Wang Zhaohui smiled with some relief.

Ma San's behavior just now was that everyone wanted to squash her, but this girl was kind-hearted, and with her strength, the cross slash just now could definitely hit Ma San hard, but she only slightly injured Ma San. It can be seen that this girl is really kind-hearted.

After Wang Zhaohui's fighting spirit warmed up a little, Ma San stood up, but his chest was still hot and painful. At this time, he saw that Ruomeng's expression was not as empty as before. Instead, they were too scared to look at her.

"Hahaha!" In order to alleviate the atmosphere of surprise at that moment, Wang Zhaohui laughed a few times and said: "It's really a female man, Ma San, see if you will be arrogant in the future!"

I saw Ma San shaking his head in a gloomy manner, looking at Ma San's deflated appearance, everyone laughed, and the reason for laughing may be that he deserves it.

But at the same time, everyone also deeply remembers this quiet girl, and she also has such a strong side.