Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

The venue for the small competition is not a martial arts arena, but a huge hexagonal square in the center of the martial arts academy, with the ground paved with bluestone.

The center of the square is a circle of ten feet square, surrounded by six small squares.

Although it is called a small square, its area is comparable to the size of two standard football fields in the previous life, and each small square has a full 100 square arenas with a radius of three feet and no protection around them, which are used for the upcoming small competition.

At this time, Qin Hu and a group of martial arts academy disciples arrived at one of the small squares, which is the venue for the small competition of the disciples who just joined the martial arts academy this year.

As soon as he arrived at the square, Gu Yang saw a dark back of the head, and there were at least seven or eight hundred people here.

After Qin Hu brought a group of disciples here, he went to chat with the masters of other squares, leaving Gu Yang and others standing there waiting.

In the crowd, Gu Yang recalled the rules of the small competition while looking at the disciples in other squares.

They were all in their teens, and as Qin Hu said, he was the only "transfer student".

Similarly, his height that stood out from the crowd quickly attracted the attention of the other squares.

The discussion was buzzing, and even some outgoing disciples crossed the square to ask for information from acquaintances in Gu Yang's square.

Gu Yang turned a blind eye to everything. After looking at his "opponent" around, he looked at his nose and his heart, simulating various movements of the Canglong Dance in his mind.

They didn't have to wait long before all the disciples of the remaining two squares arrived.

At this time, a middle-aged man who was more than two meters tall and as strong as a giant bear also walked to the high platform in the center of the square and shouted loudly: "In the year 8152 of the Brahma calendar, the eleventh small competition is now officially starting!"

The next moment, large pieces of wooden signs were scattered from all over the square to each square.

Gu Yang knew that this was a random "drawing" to assign opponents. Since it was random, there was no need to care about the numbers.

He raised his hand and caught a wooden sign flying towards him.

After a closer look...

"Li Zhiwu, come and help me see what number this is?"

"Four-hundred-six." Li Zhiwu looked a little strange.

Gu Yang knew what the other party was thinking. He also wanted to learn to read and write, but now he didn't even have enough time to practice martial arts, so it was impossible for him to spare time to do other things.

After all, he still understood the principle of priorities.

The first to go up to the ring to fight were the disciples holding wooden signs from 01 to 200.

Gu Yang stood in the square formation, watching the scene of the disciples fighting, and couldn't help shaking his head.

If it were ten days ago, any of these disciples could pose a sufficient threat to him.

But now, Gu Yang looked around and didn't find anyone who could make him feel threatened.

"It seems that the previous goal was set too small."

At this time, Gu Yang couldn't help but have a little ambition in his heart, whether he could win all the way to the end.

He didn't know, but he could try his best.

The fights on the ring soon ended one after another, and then, it was the disciples from 201 to 400 who went to fight.

This time, two people attracted Gu Yang's attention.

It was not that the two men showed how strong their strength was, and he did not even see the fighting process of the two men.

When Gu Yang saw the two rings, the fighting on the rings had ended, leaving only two people standing on them.

However, it was this situation that aroused his vigilance. If they were not strong enough, how could the fighting end so quickly?

"Disciples No. 401 to No. 600, come on stage!"

Unconsciously, another round of fighting ended, and it was finally Gu Yang's turn to go on stage.

Standing on the No. 3 ring, Gu Yang straightened his back and looked at the opponent in front of him.

This was a little fat man with a height of only 1.3 meters and a short stature.

The moment the little fat man saw Gu Yang, he was stunned.

Gu Yang knew what the other party was thinking. After all, he did not look like a child of ten years old, and not everyone in the martial arts academy knew the existence of this "transfer student".

However, he was not obliged to explain his situation to the other party.

With the sound of a gong, Gu Yang immediately strode towards the other party, and at the same time, he charged his right fist and hit it fiercely.

One punch, snowflakes shook.

The little fat man raised his arms and barely took it.

Progress, another punch, the little fat man staggered back.

The third punch.

"Bang!"

This punch directly knocked the little fat man down and rolled off the ring.

"Cheating, Master He, someone is cheating!"

The little fat man shouted loudly in the audience, while Gu Yang stood on the stage and shook his head slightly.

This opponent was too weak. He didn't even burst out his full strength. He just used 70% of his strength and the opponent couldn't take it.

Boring.

Gu Yang just stood on the stage and watched the other party's performance until the little fat man was dragged away.

At the same time, on the high platform temporarily built in the corner of the small square, a dozen martial arts masters were also gathered together, talking about it.

Watching the scene of the little fat man being dragged away, a tall and thin man in a dark purple coat suddenly asked: "Qin Hu, this disciple is in your square formation, right? He came in halfway?"

"Yes, his name is Gu Yang. He has just been here for less than a month. His bones should not be very good, but his comprehension is amazing. He is a good seedling!" Qin Hu nodded and replied.

"A good seedling? This disciple should be fourteen or fifteen years old, right? Is he still worth training?" Another martial arts academy master was full of doubts. Obviously, Qin Hu's words were a little beyond his expectations.

"Hehe, you'll know when you see it later." Qin Hu didn't explain, but kept it a secret. This aroused the interest of all the martial arts masters, and they all turned their eyes to Gu Yang.

A round of fighting ended quickly, and Gu Yang, as the winner, went on stage again, waiting for his opponent to be another winner.

"Bang!"

The fight began, and the boy stepped hard on the ring, shaking the snowflakes and rushed straight to Gu Yang.

At the same time, he raised his arms, ready to punch at any time.

On the other side of the ring, Gu Yang seemed to be scared and stood there motionless.

It was not until the boy took several steps in succession and quickly approached that he seemed to wake up from a dream and took a step back.

While leaving the boy's attack range, his arms were naturally stretched out and punched the boy.

"Bang!"

Seeing the boy raise his arm to block the blow, Gu Yang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

If you fall into his trap without any preparation, don't think about getting out.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Next, Gu Yang showed the boy a perfect demonstration of what it means to control the distance accurately.

One punch forward.

One punch backward.

Half-step punch.

Snowflakes flew, and the boy narrowed his eyes.

He found that he could not get rid of Gu Yang's attack no matter what, and could only defend continuously.

More importantly, he could only be beaten, but could not hit Gu Yang.

The boy's eyes began to turn red, and it was obvious that he had never met an opponent like Gu Yang.

Gritting his teeth, the boy suddenly ignored everything and rushed forward, but what was waiting for him was Gu Yang's long-planned kick.

"Pah!"

This kick hit the boy's thigh heavily.

The boy's feet softened and he fell to the ground.

Immediately following was Gu Yang's second kick, which went straight to his head.

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, one hand supported the ground, and the other hand was raised to block in front of him.

"Huh..."

The strong wind was whistling, but the blow he was waiting for did not come.

Looking up, Gu Yang had already retracted his feet and returned to where he stood at the beginning.

The winner was decided, and the boy's face was full of despair.

With just a few tries, Gu Yang easily won two consecutive victories!