Gaowu: Simplify the skills, teach disciples and get back thousands of times

Chapter 16

Although such a breakthrough martial artist is a little worse than a martial artist who has broken through by practicing hard.

But it is also enough to deal with Class 101.

Class 101 only had Wang Yue, a warrior, so they won.

Then the game began.

Lin Qiu's side sent a student with mediocre strength up.

In the first session, he wanted to test the strength of Zheng Qiming's students.

And Zheng Qiming's side sent a student with the worst strength, since it was not Wang Yue who played, then they were crushed no matter what.

However, the result of the competition surprised him.

The students on both sides fought each other on the stage for more than a dozen moves, and Zheng Qiming's student strength was much worse than that.

He was punched in the stomach by Lin Qiu's student, and fell directly to the ground, unable to get up.

The medical staff behind him hurriedly carried him onto a stretcher and began to check his condition.

Fortunately, it was not a big deal, but two ribs were broken.

Looking at the student who was carried down, Zheng Qiming gritted his teeth.

It turned out that Lin Qiu and their class had more than one martial artist, and it seemed that he still underestimated them.

"Fang Lian."

He turned his head to look at Fang Lian beside him.

"The second game you are on!"

"Good teacher."

Fang Lian, who was strong and thick, nodded slightly.

Then he jumped into the ring.

"Boom!"

The weight of his body caused the ring to make a loud noise.

"Who is competing with me?" Fang Lian said loudly.

"Shi Hua, you play."

Looking at Fang Lian on the stage, Lin Qiu said to Shi Hua.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I will definitely defeat him."

After that, Shi Hua jumped into the ring.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the two began to fight.

At first, Shi Hua could still fight against Fang Lian for a few moves, but he soon fell behind.

Immediately, he was whipped by Fang Lian on his waist, rolled and flew out.

Despite being so badly injured, Shihua struggled to get up.

"You lose, don't struggle anymore."

Looking at Shi Hua on the ground, Fang Lian said calmly.

Fang Lian's words made Shi Hua suddenly struggle.

"No, I haven't lost yet, I'm still able to keep fighting!"

However, the medical staff did not listen to Shi Hua's words, and still forcibly carried him on a stretcher, who was incapacitated from fighting.

Then Lin Qiu came to Shi Hua, who was being treated by medical staff, and comforted: "If you lose this time, you can win back next time, don't be too anxious."

"I see, Mr. Lin."

Shi Hua, who was lying on the bed, shed tears.

Immediately after the third battle, Lin Qiu decided to send Zhao Yaqi to appear.

Zhao Yaqi quickly jumped into the ring.

And Zheng Qiming on the other side of the ring also knew that there was definitely more than one warrior in Class 101.

This Zhao Yaqi who is now on the field is also very likely to be a martial artist.

But apart from Fang Lian and Qin Xuan, there was no one else in his class with better strength.

But at present, it can only grit its teeth and send people on.

Soon, the strongest of the three students who drank Peiyuan liquid was sent by Zheng Qiming.

"Please enlighten!"

Immediately afterwards, the two began a fierce duel.

To Lin Qiu's surprise, the student sent by Zheng Qiming was extremely rich in combat experience, and although his strength was slightly inferior, he almost pressed Zhao Yaqi to fight almost the whole time.

"Bang!"

With a heavy kick, Zhao Yaqi was kicked to the ground.

"Zhao Yaqi, are you all right?"

Wang Yue in the audience shouted worriedly.

Hearing Wang Yue's voice, Zhao Yaqi supported her hands on the ground and wanted to stand up, but after struggling several times, she couldn't stand up.

Seeing this, the medical team also knew that Zhao Yaqi had lost her ability to fight, and sent someone up to carry her away on a stretcher.

And Wang Yue also went to the place where Zhao Yaqi was treated with a worried look.

At this time, Lin Qiu's brows furrowed, they had already lost two games in a row, and they had to win the next one.

But Wang Yue couldn't play again, and now he can only watch the remaining student.

Fortunately, the defeat of his classmates may have put a lot of pressure on the student, and during the battle, he burst out with amazing strength and defeated his opponent.

Next, it was the battle between Wang Yue and Qin Xuan.

It was at this time that Wang Yue returned to the ring.

On the other side of the ring, Zheng Qiming walked to Qin Xuan's side and instructed: "Xiao Xuan don't need to keep his hand for a while, he must fight quickly."

"Yes, teacher."

Qin Xuan nodded, and then jumped into the ring.

Wang Yue followed and jumped into the ring.

On the other side, Zheng Qiming's students saw Wang Yue on the stage, and immediately opened his mouth and mocked: "Wang Yue, you better hurry up!"

"Wait a minute, it's not good to be beaten by Qin Xuan to pee your pants!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The students of Class 201 laughed loudly, they were absolutely sure of Qin Xuan's victory.

Qin Xuan in the ring also spoke: "A worthless street scrap like you, I don't know how many I have defeated.

Saying that, Qin Xuan's eyes became sharp.

"I advise you to go down early, because a waste like you, fighting with me will only leave a shadow for the rest of your life."

"If you don't try it, how can you know who is stronger and who is weak?"

Wang Yue responded, while taking a pose.

"Not self-sufficient."

After speaking, Qin Xuan attacked.

First, a whip leg, wrapped in a terrifying whistle, flung towards Wang Yue.

Wang Yue just stepped back to avoid the attack.

"No matter how powerful an attack is, it is useless to hit people."

Wang Yue said, and then his right leg suddenly rushed forward.

"Boom!"

He punched Qin Xuan three times in a row, so fast that he showed the afterimage, Qin Xuan

quickly took these three attacks, felt the power coming from it, and was a little surprised in his heart.

He relied on the pyramid-shaped incense burner left by his mother and cultivated for a long time to reach this level.

And didn't this Wang Yue break through only a few days ago?

Why is the power of his strikes even a few points stronger than his own?

Although he was surprised in his heart, Qin Xuan was still fully sure of winning this competition.

What he cultivated was not Dragon and Tiger Energy, but the Heavenly Dry Momentum of the Exercises in the incense burner!

The characteristic of Tianqian is that the battle is getting stronger and stronger, and even if this Wang Yue is stronger, it is impossible to defeat him!

The two sides engaged in a fierce confrontation.

"Come on, Wang Yue!"

Two Class 101 students under the ring who were not seriously injured yelled.

In the ring, Qin Xuan fell under Wang Yue's fierce attack.

On the other side of the ring, several of Zheng Qiming's students saw Qin Xuan being pressed and beaten, and their faces were full of anxiety.

They didn't expect that Qin Xuan, the strongest in their class, would actually be pressed and beaten on this day.

Fang Lian on the side had a calm face, he knew that Qin Xuan's strength was more than that.

The longer the battle situation, the stronger the strength Qin Xuan displayed.

Therefore, he turned his head and said to the classmates beside him: "You don't need to worry, the situation will be reversed immediately, Qin Xuan is sure to win."

Sure enough, not long after he spoke, Qin Xuan began his counterattack.

"Bang!"

Qin Xuan suddenly punched Wang Yue on the arm, knocking him back a few steps.

Qin Xuan sneered in his heart, Tianqian Shi is not comparable to broadcast gymnastics!

Although he thought so in his heart, Qin Xuan's body movements did not stop, and he suddenly kicked out and kicked Wang Yue's chest.

"Boom!"

Wang Yue didn't have time to dodge and defend, and was directly kicked away, and he rolled on the ground several times in a row before stopping his figure.

Then he stood up abruptly and rushed towards Qin Xuan despite his still aching body.

Looking at Wang Yue who rushed over, Qin Xuan's heart was full of doubts, he didn't expect that this stunned Qing hadn't lost his ability to fight after eating such a heavy kick from him.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Xuan's legs suddenly kicked up.

"Boom!"

He punched Wang Yue in the abdomen, directly knocking Wang Yue to the bend.

Immediately after that, he struck another knee and pushed Wang Yue.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yue quickly blocked the attack with both hands.

"Boom!"

The sound of flesh colliding resounded throughout the competition room, although Wang Yue blocked the attack.

But the power wrapped around Qin Xuan's knees directly flew him to a height of seven or eight meters.

"Bang!"

Wang Yue's body fell to the ground, and his face twisted in pain.

Qin Xuan's attack just now made his hands feel extremely painful, but he knew that his hands were not broken and could still fight.

Thinking of this, Wang Yue once again rushed towards Qin Xuan.