"Retire."

Yu Sheng sat in place, looked at Zhao Zicheng, and suddenly said.

Zhao Zicheng turned his head and glanced at Yu Sheng calmly: "Boss Yu, if the team competition, I can only fall on the stretcher and take the stage, you... Can you win? ”

Yu Sheng thought about it seriously and nodded slightly.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhao Zicheng grinned: "So, let me try it." ”

"This kind of competition can only be experienced once in a lifetime."

"If you don't rush, you will leave regrets after all."

"And I also want to see how far I can go with my own strength."

"Even if it's this virtue."

"It's all here, you can't really be an atmosphere group, go back and be laughed at by them."

Although he was laughing, Zhao Zicheng's eyes were very serious.

In the final analysis, what he wanted to do was Zhao Zicheng, the backbone of the human race.

And not the tail of the crane behind the rest of his life.

This goal, from the moment he first woke up at the age of eighteen, to now... It hasn't changed.

It's pure.

And if you want to grow, you have to take one step forward, another step.

Even if this road is difficult, very far...

On the way, you will face all kinds of bewilderments and bumps.

"I'm going to have to go, right?"

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's sunny smile, Yu Sheng nodded lightly: "Come on." ”

"Hey, hey, you guys!"

"Damn, isn't it professional, don't be top."

"Hold the stretcher's hand steady, it hurts."

Zhao Zicheng grinned and shouted, the two medical staff looked at each other helplessly, sighed lightly, and left with Zhao Zicheng like this.

"You... Is it targeting Zhao Zicheng? ”

Yu Sheng suddenly turned his head, glanced at the other students behind him, and asked softly.

One by one, their heads bowed, not daring to look at them.

"Well, I'll target you too."

Yu Sheng whispered softly, took out his mobile phone, and found Xu Yuanqing's communication.

'In the next game, can you arrange me an opponent from a military academy?' ’

'Stronger. ’

'10 credits. ’

Once you're sure there's nothing wrong with it, send it.

Xu Yuanqing, who was originally sighing, became excited when he saw this text message.

God knows what it's like to be squeezed for the rest of your life for so long, and to see the money back for the first time!

"Good boss!"

Reply decisively, get up, turn around and leave.

By the way, I dialed Yuan Qingshan's mobile phone number.

About ten minutes later, Xu Yuanqing came back satisfied, sitting on a chair with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

There is no more frustration from before.

Although it took about 50 credits to earn back 10 credits in the ring, but...

Earn 10 points for the rest of your life, and you can go back to blow Sun Wenfu for a year.

"Boss, it's done."

Editing a text message for the rest of his life again, looking at the extra 10 credits transfer on the on-campus software of the Mo Academy, Xu Yuanqing smiled even more.

Yu Sheng put down his phone and stood at the door of the backstage, waiting quietly.

The moment the host read his name, Yu Sheng walked out, walking a little faster than usual, and stood in the ring.

A moment later, a cadet from a military academy took the stage.

The skin is delicate, it looks like the lips are red and the teeth are white, and it is a little handsome, but the face is very cold.

"Military Academy, Fan Yun."

The voice was calm and a little cold.

The body is slightly arched, ensuring that the first time the host announces, he will be able to act.

"Fan Yun... I know. ”

"The military academy is against Zhao Zicheng, and I am against you, which is very fair."

Whispering, Fan Yun's expression remained unchanged.

There was a war intent in his eyes.

The teacher said every day that he would avoid the rest of his life and compete for the runner-up with all his might, but he didn't believe it!

For the rest of your life, is it really that strong?

Everyone is three senses, and if they haven't broken through that peak, how big can the gap be.

Having killed people for the rest of his life, he... Killed too!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was still carrying a horse chopping knife in his hand.

"Game on!"

With the figure of the host, Fan Yun rushed towards Yu Sheng with a knife, and a pale cyan mist appeared behind him, slowly integrating into his body.

For a moment, the speed suddenly increased.

For the rest of his life, he still stood in place, his hands hanging down naturally.

Behind him, the stuffy stick flashed.

was copied in his hand for the rest of his life, and he carried it with one hand, smashing it at Fan Yun without any skills.

Fan Yun deftly dodged.

Immediately after that, the second stick, the third stick ...

Cycle.

is unpretentious, and it can even be seen that he is not very good at using a stick for the rest of his life, but can simply split, smash, and pick.

But enough.

Fan Yun dodged in embarrassment.

The strength of the rest of his life, the reaction speed is far greater than he imagined.

Even getting close has become a luxury.

Until the long stick finally swept over his abdomen, the whole person flew out upside down, his abdomen was in severe pain, he curled up in the corner, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

What hit him the most was that he didn't use his skills for the rest of his life.

Dragging the stick, he slowly walked in front of Fan Yun and squatted down.

Break open your mouth, pull out a tooth, and throw it on the ground.

"You're not going to say surrender, are you?"

Yu Sheng looked at him and asked seriously.

Fan Yun was dazed for a moment, and noticed that something was wrong, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a ball of linen cloth was stuffed into his mouth.

"Military Academy... Team competition, there should be you. ”

Whispering, Yu Sheng looked at the judges' bench not far away: "Reasonable competition, will you care?" ”

Xu Yuanqing's face was expressionless.

The teacher at the military academy wanted to speak, but in the next second, Xu Yuanqing's eyes looked over: "Zhao Zicheng from my Mo Academy, when you were just exchanged, you didn't react." ”

"It's different!"

"That's evenly matched, even weak vs. strong!"

"Now, Fan Yun has no ability to fight back."

The teacher at the military school explained helplessly.

Xu Yuanqing nodded: "Oh, that's the truth." ”

"Let me ask one more question, if Zhao Zicheng is not seriously injured and falls to the ground, will the people from your military academy give up there, or will he lose his chance to compete in the team?"

"In terms of your honor as a Terran."

The voice is calm and unwavering.

The teacher at the military academy hesitated, and finally spoke: "Heavy injury, ruining his opportunity for team competition." ”

"But it will control the strength and not hurt the foundation."

"Just recuperate for more than a month."

After thinking about it, he added.

"Oh."

"Did you hear me?"

Xu Yuanqing smiled playfully, his eyes fell on Yu Sheng, and he spoke lightly.

There was a crunch.

Fan Yun's body stiffened suddenly, biting the sackcloth tightly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Cracked calf bone.

The second crunch sounded.

"A month, just right."

Yu Sheng whispered and slowly got up.