As we all know, "meaning" is more difficult to comprehend than "shi". Perhaps only one warrior out of a hundred warriors can comprehend "shi", and among a hundred warriors who have comprehended "shi", perhaps only one can finally comprehend it.
Come "meaning"!
This shows how rare this sword intention is!
Wang Teng was just one step away, and his understanding had already reached the king level, and his comprehension ability was very powerful. Coupled with the accumulated power of the flame sword that he kept picking up, it was only a matter of time before he understood the meaning of the flame sword.
Having said that, he already possesses two other artistic conceptions, one is the Ape King's Fist Intention, and the other is the Rain-covering Knife Intention...
Time passed, and there was no more Wang Teng competition in the morning, so he spent the rest quietly in the rest area. He picked up a lot of attribute bubbles and had a fulfilling life.
But on the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan couldn't stand it. Although Wang Teng easily won the game and gained him a lot of face, when he saw Wang Teng's lazy look, he felt an unknown feeling in his heart.
Fire broke out.
"This kid completely turned a deaf ear to what I said."
Even before the competition, he had told him that if he had free time, he might as well watch the competitions of other contestants. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy would you be able to win every battle.
But this guy didn’t take it seriously at all!
Originally, Huang Hai was already under a lot of pressure to let a freshman play. If Wang Teng could not get a good ranking in the competition, Wang Teng would not be the only one to make a joke, and the entire Huang Hai would be embarrassed.
…
In the rest area, Wang Teng suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if there was an inexplicable malice shrouding him.
He couldn't help but look around and muttered: "Is someone scolding me?"
At this time, Han Zhu and others' game had ended, and they had even watched other people's games for a long time. It was not until halftime that they slowly walked over.
This is Huang Haijun's exclusive rest area. When they walked over, they first saw the old god Wang Teng sitting there.
This posture...
"You shouldn't be sitting here right after the game is over, right?" Han Zhu said with a strange expression.
"Yes, otherwise." Wang Teng said matter-of-factly.
"Have you forgotten that the General Hospital allows us to watch other contestants' games when we have time? Even if the General Hospital has not said that, it is also good for us to watch more, lest we don't even know the strength of our opponents.
That's it." Wan Baiqiu said speechlessly.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I watched the match between Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang." Wang Teng waved his hand indifferently.
"Ji Xiuming, Ren Qingcang!" Han Zhu and others suddenly had black lines on their heads and wanted to spit their complaints directly into Wang Teng's face.
These two are both popular contenders for the championship, okay!
Is there any point in paying attention to them?
Even Han Zhu and others thought they were no match, so they settled for the next best thing and focused on Luo Cheng from Xiadu Military Academy and other contenders for the next echelon. However, Wang Teng was so ambitious that he directly targeted Ji Xiuming and Ren.
Qing Cang.
It is true that Wang Teng won the first game very well, but he is still far away from the championship. It is really unrealistic to compete for the championship.
"Ahem, I think you should pay more attention to the other contestants." Han Zhu couldn't help but remind him.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Wang Teng knew what they were thinking, but he couldn't tell Han Zhu and others directly that he was actually very strong. I'm afraid they wouldn't believe him if he told them, so why bother asking for trouble, so he just smiled and nodded.
He nodded, changed the subject, and asked: "How was your competition today?"
Seeing his disapproval, Han Zhu sighed inwardly and said no more, "It's not bad. We were very lucky. We didn't encounter any strong opponents and won the game without getting hurt."
"That's good. At least the advantage is maintained. If injured, it will have an impact on the subsequent games." Wang Teng said.
"There is no martial arts competition without injuries. It all depends on what kind of opponent you will encounter in the afternoon." Han Zhu said.
…
While everyone was chatting, the morning competition finally came to an end. The contestants left the stage one after another, and the audience also walked out of the Dragon's Nest.
Everyone was talking about the morning's game with great interest, and the atmosphere was very lively.
At noon, Wang Teng and others had dinner in the hotel and rested for more than an hour.
Before the game started again in the afternoon, Peng Yuanshan said to everyone: "Everyone's performance in the morning was good, and we will continue to do so in the afternoon. But you should also know that the morning was more or less a warm-up match, and some contestants who were cheating were eliminated, and the rest will naturally remain.
They are all good players, but it won’t be so easy next time.”
Naturally, everyone knew this, looked slightly solemn, and nodded.
"Go." Peng Yuanshan glanced at Wang Teng again, and finally said nothing, waving for everyone to enter.
As for Wang Teng, it all depends on his destiny. How far he can go depends entirely on him. If he can remind him for a while, how can he remind him for the rest of his life? So it is meaningless at all.
…
The Dragon's Nest was once again crowded with people, and the enthusiasm of the audience did not diminish at all.
The images of two commentators appeared on the electronic screen, and Zhang Jun said: "Hello, dear audience friends, we meet again. Without further ado, let's start the afternoon game."
"We have already seen the grace of many young warriors in the morning, but I want to tell you that the morning is just an appetizer. The truly exciting competition begins in the afternoon."
There was an uproar in the audience. In their opinion, the game in the morning was already very exciting, but now the commentator actually said that the game would start in the afternoon.
Don’t think that because we don’t study well, we are easy to cheat!
If the afternoon game is not as exciting as the morning game, just drag the commentator out and play cock.
…
In any case, the audience's curiosity was aroused.
"Okay, now let's watch the big screen!"
Zhang Jun's voice fell, and the battle list appeared on the screen again.
Wang Teng found his name, and when he looked at his opponent, his expression suddenly became a little subtle.
His opponent's name is Shi Hui, from... Jinlin University!
"Did I get into trouble with Jinlin University?" Wang Teng thought speechlessly.
…
On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan couldn't help but look at Yan Kang, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Jinlin University, with a slightly strange look on his face.
"Lao Yan, who do you think will win this time?" he asked.
The corner of Yan Kang's mouth twitched, he thought about it seriously, and said firmly: "Shi Hui is third in our school. Although Wang Teng is not weak, it is a pity... the winner must be Shi Hui!"
"I admire your confidence, Lao Yan." Peng Yuanshan said.
"Humph, just watch." Yan Kang snorted.
…
Off the field, Wang Teng and Shi Hui walked onto the ring.
The referee announces the start of the game.
Shi Hui looked at Wang Teng who was empty-handed and said: "It's useless for you to hide the bricks. It's absolutely impossible to attack me secretly. I'm not as stupid as Feining."
Wang Teng: "..."
This guy looked confident and unafraid, but the vigilant look in his eyes gave him away completely.
Wang Teng wanted to laugh, but felt that he should give his opponent full respect, so... hold it in!
Shi Hui watched the battle between Wang Teng and Fei Ning. Wang Teng struck very quickly, but Feining was unable to dodge because the distance was too close.
At this moment, he kept widening the distance and circling Wang Teng, looking for flaws.
Wang Teng just stood there, even if Shi Hui turned behind him, he didn't move at all, as if he wasn't worried about him sneaking up from behind.
"Lao Yan, this classmate Shi Hui from your school is very stable." Peng Yuanshan joked from the second floor of the auditorium.
"In martial arts competitions, the victory or defeat is often decided in an instant. It is normal for Shi Hui to spend more time looking for flaws." Yan Kang said with an unchanged expression.
Peng Yuanshan said nothing more. What Yan Kang said was not unreasonable. He just said that just to ridicule him.
On the ring, Shi Hui circled Wang Teng three times but refused to make a move.
Bai Shenjiang had already focused his camera on Wang Teng's game, and the live broadcast room was filled with joy.
"Hahaha, isn't this Shi Hui so frightened by Wang Teng's plan that he dares not take action?"
"Is the third place at Jinlin University so cowardly?"
"Shi Hui: Nonsense, this is from the heart!"
"Why do I feel that Shi Hui is a bit lewd~?"
"You're so wretched, don't waste your growth!"
"Brick is mighty!"
"Brick is mighty!"
"Brick is mighty!"
…
At this moment, Shi Hui couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Why don't you take action?"
"I'm waiting for you to take action." Wang Teng said innocently.
Shi Hui: "..."
I wait for you, you wait for me?
Brother, we are in a martial arts competition, not playing this boring waiting game!
Can you be more serious?
Originally, he was very afraid of Wang Teng's plan, so he wanted to wait for Wang Teng to make the first move.
However, Wang Teng was more patient than him and directly gave him a perfect strategy of "I will not move if the enemy cannot move".
Ganli... beep... mother!
Shi Hui had never felt so crazy. Facing Wang Teng, he felt extremely powerless even before the fight started.
"Fuck, take a stab at me!"
Unable to bear it anymore, Shi Hui exploded completely, condensed a terrifying light with his sword, and struck Wang Teng from a distance.
Thirty percent of the sword power!
He directly used his strongest offensive, wanting to kill Wang Teng instantly without giving him a chance to take action.
boom!
The sword light pressed towards Wang Teng with extremely powerful momentum.
As a result, knife marks appeared on the hard arena floor, as if everything was cut into pieces.
"So strong!"
The audience paying attention here was shocked. Is this the method of a warrior? It can actually be done to this extent!
Ordinary people can only die under such an attack!
call out!
Suddenly, a sound that broke through the air sounded quietly amidst the roar of the sword, which ordinary people could not hear clearly.
But Shi Hui heard it and showed a proud smile on his face.
“Finally I’m willing to take action!”
He raised his knife and struck forward.
clang!
The knife hit a metal object, and Shi Hui was sure of victory. As long as he knocked down the brick, Wang Teng would be his prey and would not be able to make waves.
However, the next moment, the expression on his face stiffened.
"Good weight!"
Shi Hui felt an unstoppable terrifying force coming from the knife. The knife was smashed open, and a golden rectangular object came towards him.
pia chirp!
This chapter has been completed!