Gao Wu: Contract Twins School Girls Get Ten Thousand Times Return

"Too weak, let's practice for a few more years."

Lu Chen waved his left hand: "In addition, I gave you one hand just now."

"It hurts, damn it!"

Su Xuewei stood up and rubbed her lower abdomen, shocked and aggrieved.

I thought that even if I couldn't win against Lu Chen, I should be able to draw a tie, but it turned out.

When he rushed up, Lu Chen punched his lower abdomen at a speed that was too fast for her to catch.

Then it flew out on its own.

The punch speed and strength that Lu Chen showed was definitely not 9.88 tons.

Even ordinary beginners may not be able to do it.

Woohoo, this hateful guy is really heavy.

"Ah this..."

Su Xuerou stood there dumbfounded, is this too fast? Completely crushed!

Lu Chen's strength has really improved again!

...

The next morning, in the VIP lounge.

After a night of rest, the presidents of various martial arts associations came to the VIP lounge again.

"Old Yang, did you sleep last night?"

Zhou Mi said with a smile.

This old guy is unlucky, a genius that he finally got was destroyed by Luo Hong in the magic capital.

Yang Zhen ignored the other party, but asked, "The assessment is almost over, what about them?"

According to the rules, the candidates and the rankings of the entrance examination will be announced soon.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly middle-aged man in a suit strode forward.

His strong chest muscles almost burst the buttons on his suit.

His thick shoulders bulged high, as if stuffed with steamed buns in a suit.

The resolute Guozi face is not angry and arrogant, and there seems to be an arc flashing in the eyes.

This is Lian Cangqiong, president of the Dynasty General Martial Arts Association.

Ranked No. 1 on the Dynasty Grandmaster List!

Behind Lian Cangqiong, there are Dijing and other four major martial arts association leaders Jin Longyuan, Wu Jingyun, Xing Zhan, and Teng Jihu.

The four are also one of the vice presidents of the General Wushu Association.

The Dynasty training camp was hosted by the General Wushu Association.

"coming!"

After seeing the five people, the heads of the martial arts associations were all shocked.

"Everyone, the entry assessment for this dynasty training camp has ended, and now I will read the relevant announcement."

Lian Qiong stood in front of the podium that had already been arranged.

"This year, a total of 586 admission assessment qualifications were issued, and the actual number was 585. After three days of fierce competition, a total of 196 people passed the assessment and became the official trainees of the training camp."

"Among them, 61 were killed and 89 were seriously injured or disabled."

As soon as Cang Qiong's voice fell, the audience immediately burst into an uproar.

The faces of many martial arts association leaders changed slightly. This year's death rate and disability rate are even higher than last year!

While surprised, many presidents began to feel uneasy.

Hope, I hope that there are no students of their own among these 150 people.

The most nervous is Yang Zhen.

When he heard this announcement, Yang Zhen's heart was in his throat.

"Next, please look at the points ranking of the official students."

Lian Cangqiong glanced at the heads of the various martial arts associations below and said, "The old rules are still in the order from back to front."

After Lian Qiong finished speaking, the big screen behind him lit up.

Yang Zhen stretched his neck and stared intently for fear of missing an important message.

Lines of text slowly appeared on the big screen.

"No. 196, Xicheng No. 26 Middle School · Fan Ping, 500 points."

"No. 195, Qinghu City Experimental Middle School · Wang Hao, 500 points."

...

"No. 177, Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School·Chen Ao, with 506 points."

Until the 177th place, Yang Zhen finally saw a familiar name.

But at the same time, Yang Zhen's heart became more uneasy.

Lu Chen's name... hasn't appeared yet.

What does this mean?

Either Lu Chen ranked higher, or... just failed.

"Gudong."

At this time, Yang Zhen didn't look happy at all, he swallowed secretly and continued to stare at the screen.

And after seeing their own geniuses become official students, many martial arts association leaders are already laughing from ear to ear.

At this time, even Jin Longyuan and the others were all looking at the screen.

For the absolute fairness and impartiality of the admission assessment, they did not know the results in advance.

The big screen continues to scroll from back to front.

"No. 131, Yuncheng No. 2 Middle School · Zhang Rui, with 579 points."

I saw another familiar name.

But Yang Zhen's heart became more and more uneasy.

So much so that Yang Zhen felt that if it wasn't for the rib wrapping, his heart would have jumped out.

"Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

Yang Zhen was a little anxious, and the worried look on his rough face did not hide.

"Hehe, don't worry Lao Yang, maybe Lu Chen is fine, maybe he ranks in the top 30."

Zhou Mi smiled and comforted.

He ranked 140th on the first day of Baishan City, which is not bad.

Yang Zhen didn't answer, and was still looking at the big screen with all his attention.

After a while, the list ranked 196 to 100 has been displayed.

No Lu Chen!

And when the 50th ranked roll passed, Yang Zhen still didn't see Lu Chen's name.

At this time, fine beads of sweat had begun to appear on Yang Zhen's forehead.

"It's in the top 30, it should be there, it should be there."

Yang Zhen said secretly.

After a while.

"No. 19, Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School Su Xuerou, with 799 points."

...

"15th place, Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School Su Xuewei, with 869 points."

When he saw that the twins' points ranking was higher than their boxing power ranking, Yang Zhen's face did not show the slightest joy.

He stared blankly at the scrolling Chinese characters, his eyes a little dull.

"Hey."

Zhou Mi sighed and patted Yang Zhen's shoulder.

It's a pity that the genius named Lu Chen.

Although the points of the twins were higher than he thought, they had fathers who were 100 great masters, with resources and background.

And Lu Chen's family is generally able to obtain 9.88 tons of boxing power, and his talent is definitely better.

But unfortunately, I didn't see Lu Chen's name until 11th appeared.

Could he still be in the top ten?

Obviously unlikely.

At this time, the name of the tenth place on the big screen has appeared.

Not Lu Chen!

Ninth, it's not Lu Chen either!

Eighth, it's not yet Lu Chen!

...

The sixth place is still not Lu Chen!

Lu Chen was eliminated! ! ?

"Pfft!"

Yang Zhen sat down on the bench in despair, and he gave up.

Don't look at it.

"The top five will be read by me personally."

At this time, even the sky opened its mouth.

Others are not worthy of his reading, only the top five have this qualification.

At this time, no one noticed, even a strange color flashed in the eyes of the sky, as if surprised. *