Chapter 13 This waste is also given in vain

William Ji is a reporter for the weekly Warriors. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, I was ordered to interview the last high school student martial arts competition before the college entrance examination in Wuyuan District, because it is the last competition, so the level of this time basically represents the level of the students during the college entrance examination.

If nothing else, reading Yan University or Huaxia Martial Arts Academy will basically be finalized.

Hearing the middle-aged fat man in front of him talk about the wheel battle of the Nanli Martial Academy, William Ji became interested, happily interjected, and began to comment.

"Zhang Cong's strength is still poor, Lin Youde's physical strength is not consumed at all, although Li Shuangtang in the back is inferior to Lin Youde, but it is also limited, even if Chu Zhao can beat Lin Youde, it will basically end here. ”

"This Wang Yuan is a little familiar, the famous student media of the Yueming Martial Arts Academy have reported it, Zhang Cong, Chu Zhao, Su Qing, these are all influential figures, Wang Yuan must be a lot worse than them, and he may not win against Li Shuangtang, let alone Gao Kexin. ”

William Ji's meaning is very clear, the Yueming Martial Academy is finished this time.

Lao Zheng in front turned his head unhappily.

"What are you talking nonsense, how can the Yueming Martial Academy ...... Hey, you're from Martial Arts Weekly, but let me tell you, sometimes you don't have to look at strength in martial arts competitions, luck also accounts for a large part, and Wang Yuan's luck is very powerful. ”

While speaking, Lao Zheng took out his communicator, found out the video of Wang Yuan's game yesterday, popped up the light curtain, and said to William Ji.

William Ji blushed and corrected.

"I'm from Martial Arts Weekly, not Martial Arts Weekly. ”

The difference between the two weekly magazines is one word, but the strength is a world apart.

Warrior Weekly is one of the world's leading media groups, and can interview powerful warriors who are among the top in the country and internationally.

Martial Arts Weekly can only report after the senior martial artists, especially the better reports, which will basically be snatched away by the Martial Arts Weekly, and they will be misunderstood again, which makes Ji William feel very helpless.

For Lao Zheng's luck is also part of his strength, although William Ji doesn't say it, he is very disdainful in his heart.

"The game is about to start, let's see how Chu Zhao and Lin Youde are, if Chu Zhao can win and can save a certain amount of physical strength, there is still hope. ”

Lao Zheng didn't say anything when he heard this, and several people turned their eyes to the ring and looked carefully.

Chu Zhao's legs were slightly bent, his body lowered his center of gravity, and his hands leaned forward slightly, posing in a fiery posture. If the water in his mind was like flowing water, Lin Youde's information flashed.

The first person in the Nanli Martial Academy, a level 3 martial apprentice, infinitely close to a level 4 martial apprentice, according to people, in order to be able to have an ability to produce when he broke through to an intermediate martial apprentice, so he forcibly suppressed the strength.

It's an uphill battle.

Chu Zhao glanced at the referee, why didn't he start yet, what did the referee want to do?

The referee saw that Lin Youde was breathing a lot more evenly, and knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, and if he dragged it any longer, it would not be good to cause public outrage, so he nodded at Lin Youde.

"Let's go. ”

"Whew"

Chu Zhao's body suddenly burst out, his fists broke through the wind, and he smashed out crackling.

In the battle with Zhang Cong just now, Lin Youde lost a lot of physical strength, this time he must kill him as soon as possible, so as to retain his physical strength, lose Li Shuangtang's physical strength as much as possible, and give Wang Yuan a chance to win, he still has Gao Kexin to deal with.

"Bang"

Chu Zhao's fist collided with Lin Youde's fist, and the feeling of being in the middle of the sofa came, and the fist was weak.

This Lin Youde is not simple!

Chu Zhao took a step back, spread out the strong force coming from his fist, took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, and rushed forward again with the posture of Huoliuyun.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Chu Zhao's fists rained down on Lin Youde's arms.

Lin Youde kept retreating, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, isn't Chu Zhao, a bastard, a second-level martial artist, how can this strength be completely the strength of a third-level martial artist.

Looking at the horse steps under his feet, the posture is strange, I am afraid that there are some doorways.

"Whew"

Lin Youde began to gasp for air.

Chu Zhao's chaotic punch made him very uncomfortable, and the feeling of loss of physical strength filled his body.

Can't wait any longer.

Lin Youde's backward steps slammed suddenly, his right foot stepped on the ground, a thick and dull voice sounded, Lin Youde suddenly rushed out to the side, avoiding Chu Zhao's fists, and at the same time raised his arms and smashed them hard.

"Bang"

Chu Zhao was forced back by Lin Youde's heavy punch, and the corner of his eyes swept to Lin Youde, who was standing on the edge of the ring, and the solemnity in his heart was a little more.

It's just a hasty counterattack, it's so powerful, if he lets it play, can he still hold on.

You can't take a step back.

Chu Zhao quickly jumped forward, and smashed his head and face with both arms.

"Good time"

Lin Youde roared, and also punched quickly, facing Chu Zhao.

Because he has already defeated Zhang Cong, Lin Youde has no psychological pressure on whether he can defeat Chu Zhao, just consume as much of his physical strength as possible to ensure that Li Shuangtang can win.

The fists intersected, Lin Youde suddenly felt a trace of weakness on the other side, and after several consecutive stiffnesses, Chu Zhao's strength finally couldn't keep up, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

He is only a level 2 martial arts apprentice, if it weren't for the peculiar posture of the next game, how could he be his opponent.

Especially in what I'm good at.

"Haha"

In the long laughter, Lin Youde gave up his defense, punched out his fists, and crashed into Chu Zhao without fear.

Chu Zhao's face changed, his body was slightly sideways, and he avoided Lin Youde's punch.

Lin Youde's strength is extraordinary, but he didn't expect that after the battle with Zhang Cong, his physical strength would be so long, what a freak.

If it weren't for Huoliuyun's ability to perfectly adapt to his martial arts and greatly enhance his attack power, I am afraid that he would have been beaten down by Lin Youde a long time ago.

As soon as Chu Zhao retreated, Lin Youde was unforgiving, kicking with both feet, the speed was fast, and he continued to crash into Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao's face was full of grievances, he had lost his sharpness, he had lost his hard-hitting capital, and if he wanted to take him down, he could only swim away. The turtle breath technique is powerful, and it is hard to hit hard, and you can only suffer yourself.

Chu Zhao retreated again.

Lin Youde went in again.

Unconsciously, Chu Zhao was forced into the corner of the ring, and there was no way to retreat.

Offstage, Coach Sun's face turned pale, it's over, this one, even if Chu Zhao can win, it must be the end of the strong crossbow, Li Shuangtang and Gao Kexin in the back are equivalent to two to one, how can Wang Yuan be undefeated.

Wu Yun and Nie Xiaoyuan leaned against each other and muttered.

"It's over, I can't get the bonus this time, Chu Zhao is going to be finished, Wang Yuan's kid is hard to count on. ”

"Who said no, if Chu Zhao doesn't lose this game, there is still some hope, looking at his posture, Wang Yuan is either one or two, or one or three. ”

"My bonus. ”

The two sighed, their faces full of disappointment.

Lao Zheng next to him was full of nervousness, the students of the Ming Martial Arts Academy were too bad this month, couldn't they even resist one, let Wang Yuan fight three by himself, no matter how good his luck was, it would not be enough.

Ji William of the Martial Arts Weekly has seen a lot of martial arts competitions, and knows that Chu Zhao has lost the opportunity, this time he will definitely lose, Wang Yuan will fight three people alone, and 99% will lose, and the winner this time must be Nanli Wuyuan.

Putting away the holographic camera, William Ji patted Lao Zheng on the shoulder.

"Don't look at it, Yueming is going to lose, Zhou Min from Green Willow High School is competing over there, she is the favorite of this year, I heard that Yanda has already booked her, you don't go and take a look." ”

Lao Zheng's face was discouraged, what to look at Green Willow High School, Lao Tzu earned the private money yesterday, but it was all pressed until Yueming won, and he lost 1800 at once, and the private money bottomed out, how can he live.

In the position next to the stands, You Ziqing, a teacher from the Huaxia Martial Arts Academy with a cold face, looked at Chu Zhao very unhappily and said to the colleagues next to him.

"Don't look at it, Yueming is going to lose, how can a martial academy with a corrupt character like Yueming be ranked first in the Wuyuan District. ”

"Hah"

In the ring, Lin Youde exhaled and smashed Chu Zhao with a punch.

Chu Zhao took a few steps back, stepped on the air, and fell under the ring.

"In the next game, Wang Yuan will be virtuous to Lin Youde. ”

The referee looked at Wang Yuan who came up expressionlessly.

Offstage, there was a lot of noise.

"Yueming is finished this time. ”

The martial arts academy who were familiar with the details of the moon were all noisily talking.

Shao Bing, the young gang leader of the Axe Gang, was watching the game in the ring next to him, and when he saw Wang Yuan walking into the ring, he said to the gangster next to him with a surprised face.

"Damn, what are you doing with this waste, the moon is gone, send a waste up. ”