Waste Superpower? I Can Become Stronger Just By Breathing

Chapter 82: Ask The Teacher For Etiquette. Brother Su, Please Give Me Some Advice!

"The next battle is Sugu VS Fengyan."

After being approved by the school board of directors, the notification of the next battle was quickly sent to all the people who were paying attention to this freshman competition.

Just seeing the name of the opponent, many people raised their eyebrows and looked a little excited on their faces.

"Our freshman competition this year should be the one that ends the fastest. Originally, the three representatives from each major college had to compete for several rounds, but they were picked by Sugu alone."

"It was also the one that made the most exceptions and had the most accidents. Sugu killed someone, and because Feng Yan was too strong, he decided to single him out for extra combat power treatment."

"This year is really exciting. Sure enough, it was these two people who finally fought against each other. One is a civilian special recruiter who the school has spent the most resources on special recruitment, and the other is the young patriarch of the Feng family who has reached a cooperative relationship with the school this year.

The two people represent two completely opposite births and forces, and the potential they have shown makes the school make exceptions again and again for them.

When these two people fight together, it's like sparks hitting the earth. "

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Those in the audience were making heated discussions at this moment. They are all looking forward to the next battle.

"Please come to the ring, Feng Yan, to make adjustments and preparations."

As the referee, Yu Cunxiao had a complicated expression on his face after reading out the instructions.

He hated Feng Yan who had once made it difficult for him to get off the stage and didn't give him any face at all. Even reading this name made him feel a little irritated.

But even so, he had to admit how powerful this person was.

Together with other spectators, he looked at the figure who was slowly walking towards the ring.

Feng Yan's hands were pressed on the two weapons at his waist, which were a short knife about the length of an arm and a dagger. At this moment, his handsome face was full of excitement, as if he had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

He walked onto the ring and stood face to face twenty meters away from Sugu's line of sight. The two looked at each other, and the air became oppressive.

"These two people have a sense of being destined to be enemies."

A girl watched the two handsome guys confront each other and couldn't help but say something like a nymphomaniac.

Looking at his appearance, many people's faces twitched.

Although this woman is a nymphomaniac on such occasions, it is inevitable that people will criticize her. But what I said just now still makes sense.

Both of them are very powerful and come from completely different classes. It is also normal for them to develop into rivals.

Feng Yan looked at Sugu, his breathing became slightly disordered due to excitement.

"What's wrong with the young patriarch?"

Those in the Feng family who were observing the battle in the dark frowned slightly. As members of their own family, they are naturally most familiar with this young master. They know the hidden meanings of some body movements better than anyone else.

The way Feng Yan looks now means that he is nervous and excited, and his fighting spirit is extremely high. This was the first time they saw the young master face such an expression when facing his peers.

"In the past, didn't the young master only behave like this when he faced the elders of the clan, or opponents who were stronger than him?"

"It seems that this Sugu is really strong and puts some pressure on the young master. But I believe that the final winner must be the young master."

"That's right, with the level that Nasugu showed in the battle, he still can't beat the young master. The final winner must still belong to our Feng family."

These people have unparalleled confidence in their young master Feng Yan.

At this moment, Yu Cunxiao, who was standing between the two of them, looked at Su Gu and said:

"Student Sugu, usually after a battle, the school will provide corresponding supplements to replenish physical fitness, as well as time to rest."

"You can now report your needs and how long you need to rest. As long as the request is not too outrageous, the school will agree to it."

This is a routine inquiry. Normal students who know a little bit about the process will report the energy supplements they need without even asking the referee to ask.

But when Yu Cunxiao looked at Su Gu, he always had a feeling in his heart that he would definitely trick him into something.

Sure enough, his feeling was absolutely right.

"No, it's just a battle, just a warm-up. Not to mention the supplements. It won't make me exhausted. In my current state, it's enough to fight the next one."

The corners of Yu Cunxiao's mouth twitched wildly, you know how to attract hatred.

One sentence offended both the person who had just been beaten and the person who was about to be beaten next.

When he opened his mouth, he just picked out twelve people in a row. He didn't consume too much physical energy and beat Feng Yan. He didn't need to be in full condition.

He couldn't help but glance at the audience area and saw the twelve people who had just been defeated by Sugu. After hearing these words, their faces turned green with anger.

"Come on, Feng Yan, defeat that boy Sugu. He is so crazy. I really can't stand it anymore."

"You beat so many people and you don't need a rest. Damn it, I really can't stand people who pretend like this."

One student after another stood behind Feng Yan and shouted loudly. They have children from some small families, and many are ordinary civilian students.

There used to be some incompatible aristocratic families and commoner students on campus, but at this moment they actually formed a short-term alliance because of one person.

"Don't need a rest? This kid is a little too crazy." Principal Nariko gritted her teeth and said in shock.

"Isn't it because your boy asked him to win an undisputed first place? Now this kid Sugu is acting a little too eager for quick success. Such a mentality is not good for a warrior."

Lan Qing frowned slightly and complained to Cheng Zi.

"The people of the Feng family are not easy to deal with." General Yin said with a frown.

"Huh?"

Yu Cunxiao glanced at Feng Yan next to him again, and what he saw surprised him.

When facing Sugu's provocative words, Feng Yan's face was extremely calm and he choked back without making any sound.

This is not just pretentious. Yu Cunxiao took the position of vice chairman in every possible way, and his ability to observe words and emotions has long been perfected.

Feng Yan didn't have many ups and downs emotionally. He seemed to take what Sugu just said as a matter of course. There was no response, just the acquiescence.

"When did this kid become so low-key and humble? Is it because people from his clan came here today, so he seems particularly low-key?"

Yu Cunxiao thought secretly.

But then he shook his head. When he went to accompany his teacher to the Feng family to recruit him, this guy heard that he was the vice chairman of the student union and challenged him directly. Defeating him in front of everyone, without saving any face for himself.

Would such a person keep a low profile? Can his temper be tempered?

Can this lawless boy really control his temper?

Yu Cunxiao pursed his lips. He couldn't see the matter clearly, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Now he had to fulfill his duties as a referee.

Yu Cunxiao coughed slightly, and then said to the two people on the field:

"The battle can begin."

But when he announced that the battle had begun, neither of the two sides who were supposed to fight quickly made any move. Neither of them rushed forward quickly to gain the upper hand, and neither even drew their weapons.

For a moment, the entire arena fell into silence.

Seeing this situation, the audience in the audience looked at each other, wondering what the two men were doing, and soon there was a burst of whispers. Even the senior officials who stood at a high place and silently watched the battle frowned slightly.

The two people on the stage ignored the comments. At this moment, both of them only have each other in their eyes.

After a while, it was Feng Yan who made the first move, but he still did not draw his weapon and took the lead in provoking a fight.

I saw Feng Yan's ten fingertips on both hands connected together, supporting a triangle shape and placing it on his chest. Then the front waist was slightly bent in the direction of Sugu.

"Brother Su, please give me some advice."

Seeing this action, the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

Even the big shots who stood high up and watched the battle through real-time broadcasts had dumbfounded expressions on their faces at this moment.

All the warriors at the scene had done Feng Yan's movements countless times. The whole process was almost engraved in their bones, and it was impossible for anyone to admit his mistake.

This is the ritual of asking the teacher.

Every time a martial arts teacher gives a lesson, students will give this salute to the teacher to express their gratitude and respect.

It was because they knew the meaning of this action so well that they felt a little bit at a loss.

What is Feng Yan doing?

Why salute Sugu?

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