Chapter 150 The main team (seeking a monthly ticket)
After Christmas, time has officially entered the twelfth lunar month.
There is only one month left until New Year's Eve, and in the meantime, the National Wuhan University Exchange Competition is the biggest highlight!
There are more reports about the freshman exchange competition!
At this moment, the list of participating students from each school has not yet been revealed.
But on the Internet, some people's names have already been circulated.
Kyoto Wuhan University, Han Xu, was the top scorer in the national martial arts examination in 2008!
College entrance examination test, martial arts first grade, qi and blood 230 calories, cultural class 720 points, professional class, full score in practical test class!
Li Ran from Kyoto Wuhan University took second place in the 2008 Kyoto Wushu Science Examination, and the first place was Han Xu, with a Qi and blood test score of 226.
Zhao Lei from Modu Wuhan University was the top scorer in the 2008 Modu Wushu Science Examination. He scored 225 points in the college entrance examination, 715 points in cultural courses, and full marks in other subjects!
Eight-School Alliance, Huaguo Wuhan University, Wei Bin, the top scorer in the Northern Xinjiang Province in the 2008 martial arts examination, and the blood test was 220 calories...
The Wu Da Alliance...has no characters that can be used at the moment.
There are too many schools in the Wuhan University Alliance, and some schools have also offered some conditions to retain some local top picks. But at this moment, everyone does not know what is the situation of these people and what is their progress?
As for Fang Ping, his reputation is not outstanding.
The qi and blood test score of the college entrance examination was 149 cards, which was not too outstanding. There were hundreds of warriors at that time. He was a non-martialist. Apart from being somewhat famous in a prefecture-level city like Ruiyang, very few people paid attention to him.
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Magic City Wuhan University.
December flies by.
Training room.
Tang Feng said solemnly: "Today, the list of participating teams has been officially determined. This exchange competition will be divided into 5 regular members and 5 reserve members!
If the official team members are injured and their energy and blood are exhausted, the reserve team members will come on stage!
Official team member, Fang Ping!"
"Zhao Lei!"
"Fu Changding!"
"Yang Xiaoman!"
"..."
The last person, Tang Feng glanced at Chen Yunxi, and suddenly turned his eyes to Tang Songting: "Tang Songting!"
Chen Yunxi's face instantly turned pale and she felt a little sad.
Yang Xiaoman hesitated to speak, but Zhao Xuemei said directly: "Teacher, I want to challenge Tang Songting!"
Tang Songting frowned, but was not timid about fighting, and said solemnly: "I will fight!"
"You guys wait a moment, I'll announce the reserve team list first!"
"Chen Yunxi, Zhao Xuemei, Xu Yikai, Li Zhaoxu, and Jin Lei are all members of the reserve team!"
After announcing the list, Tang Feng looked at the two of them and said, "Zhao Xuemei, are you sure you want to challenge?"
"Sure!"
"Okay! Other students can also challenge, each person is limited to one chance!"
After that, Tang Feng gave up the middle position.
Zhao Xuemei stepped forward with a stick, and Tang Songting also held his machete.
"start!"
Tang Feng gave the order, and Zhao Xuemei was like a cheetah, as fast as thunder, attacking Tang Songting in an instant, and the long alloy stick tore the air!
Tang Songting’s performance was also extremely surprising!
His temples were bulging, and then they collapsed. His whole body seemed to have lost weight, but his arms suddenly became thicker!
As soon as he got started, Tang Songting used his own box-pressing technique!
Sunken temples are a sign that Qi and blood have been withdrawn.
"Cloak Stick, Fire Knife!"
Fu Changding whispered.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuemei was like a crazy woman, with iron rods like shadows, banging, banging, banging, hitting seven or eight sticks in a row!
Tang Songting used the sword, and he took a fierce route. He did not show any weakness, and raised the sword to confront Zhao Xuemei head-on!
Zhao Xuemei's stick technique did not hinder his movement. Tang Songting was tempering the bones of his upper limbs, and the strength of his upper limbs was far superior to that of Zhao Xuemei.
Although Zhao Xuemei was crazy, Tang Songting used the machete several times to swing her long stick away!
The long stick was swung away, Zhao Xuemei roared in anger, she suddenly put the stick away, pierced the floor with the stick, raised her leg with the stick and kicked in a series!
"Woman, you are so violent!"
Fu Changding sighed again, Zhao Xuemei's fighting style was very violent, and Tang Songting actually showed signs of being suppressed.
"Huh, that's because you men are useless!"
Yang Xiaoman on the side snorted and shouted loudly: "Kick him to death!"
Fu Changding curled his lips and didn't bother to answer.
Fang Ping also watched intently. Zhao Xuemei had obviously also changed into alloy combat boots, which were sharper than Fang Ping's pair. Her toes kept hitting Tang Songting's machete, causing bursts of harsh metal scratching sounds.
The long alloy stick became the object of Zhao Xuemei's strength at this moment. Her whole body was like a flag, holding the stick with both hands and kicking out afterimages with her legs in the air!
Tang Songting did not retreat. Now that he took a step back, Zhao Xuemei lost someone to rely on, so he might not be able to do anything to him.
But Tang Songting refused to retreat. Instead, the blade was like fire, and he moved the sword quickly and fiercely, slashing towards Zhao Xuemei's legs!
Others were horrified to see it. If Zhao Xuemei was not careful, her legs might be cut off!
Just when the two were in a stalemate, Zhao Xuemei suddenly twitched her leg, turned her body 90 degrees with the long stick in her hand, and then suddenly pulled out the long stick and struck Tang Songting with a mountain-moving force!
Tang Songting was suppressed one after another, and now he was furious. He held the machete in both hands, his arms became thicker again, and he slashed at the long stick with one strike!
The friction between the knife and the stick produced sparks. Tang Songting took advantage of the situation and changed from chopping to cutting. The blade of the knife rubbed along the iron rod, creating sparks and cutting towards Zhao Xuemei's right hand.
Zhao Xuemei's upper body strength was not as strong as his. She wanted to change her moves at this moment, but was completely suppressed and unable to move.
Just when everyone thought she was about to abandon the stick, Zhao Xuemei suddenly had a fierce look in her eyes. Instead of relaxing her right hand, she put down the alloy stick with her left hand and directly grabbed the back of Tang Songting's knife!
"Fuck me!"
Fu Changding was shocked. This was extremely dangerous. If she couldn't catch it, her right hand would really be cut off!
Tang Songting seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the power of the knife was somewhat weakened. At this time, Zhao Xuemei had already grabbed the back of the knife, and the five fingers of her left hand were rubbed with bleeding threads, which instantly stained the machete red, but she stopped the machete's movement.
The power of the sword was blocked, and Tang Songting seemed to hesitate again and failed to change his moves in time!
At this moment, Zhao Xuemei straightened her toes and kicked the knife in the center with a high kick.
"when!"
Sparks flashed and Tang Songting's arm went limp. Zhao Xuemei held the stick in her right hand and swept it towards Tang Songting's waist.
At this moment, Zhao Xuemei was holding the back of his sword with her left hand and sweeping the stick with her right hand. Tang Songting could either abandon the sword and retreat, or he could only try to draw the sword to defend.
Tang Songting had no intention of retreating, but instead drew his sword to defend himself!
But Zhao Xuemei held on to her left hand, and even if everyone saw that the fingertips of her left hand were bleeding profusely, she had no intention of letting go!
Seeing this situation, a look of shame flashed in Tang Songting's eyes, and he had to give up the machete and hurriedly took a few steps back!
As soon as he abandoned his sword, his combat power instantly dropped by three points.
Next, Zhao Xuemei once again used her crazy characteristics, chasing after Tang Songting and beating him fiercely, as if she would never give up until she killed him!
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A minute later, Tang Songting screamed in pain and stepped aside sweating profusely.
"stop!"
Tang Feng shouted and did not let the two of them continue.
At this moment, Zhao Xuemei's left hand was already blood red, but her eyes were staring at Tang Songting excitedly, as if she wanted to continue.
Tang Songting cursed secretly, shook his arms, and said speechlessly: "I lost!"
This woman is half crazy!
This isn't a sparring match, it's just a fight to the death, and she doesn't care about getting hurt.
As soon as he admitted defeat, Zhao Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief, walked aside and began to bandage the wound on her hand. Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi quickly stepped forward to help, both of whom looked at her strangely.
Fang Ping was also speechless. Is Zhao Xuemei stronger than Tang Songting?
Definitely not, or even worse, otherwise Tang Feng would not let Tang Songting enter the official team.
But Zhao Xuemei is so crazy!
This woman was taking risks, either her legs or hands would be cut off, but she didn't care. Tang Songting was much more hesitant than she was, and lost the opportunity. After several attempts, he finally gave up the sword, and that's why he was beaten so badly.
Tang Feng glanced at Zhao Xuemei with some appreciation, and then looked at Fang Ping with some dissatisfaction.
Fang Ping looked depressed, what the hell, who did I provoke?
Tang Feng's expression was very clear. You, Fang Ping, are not as fierce as Zhao Xuemei!
Fang Ping feels aggrieved!
I can win without having to fight so hard, so why do I have to fight so hard? Fighting to the death is the right of the weak. As a strong person, I don’t need to fight so stupidly, right?
Of course, he can also understand Tang Feng.
Tang Shizi's nickname is "Crazy Lion". Such a reckless man should know how to risk his life, but he doesn't know the truth that only by having life can one become stronger.
He cursed a few times in his heart, but Tang Feng stopped looking at him and said with a smile: "Zhao Xuemei has entered the official team, and Tang Songting has entered the reserve team. Is there anyone else who will challenge him?"
Next, several more people chose to challenge, all of whom were members of the reserve team.
On the reserve team side, no one is challenging anymore.
Chen Yunxi should have this strength, but the other party didn't say anything, and Tang Feng didn't force it.
After a whole morning of tossing, there are still the same 10 people. The only ones that have changed are Tang Songting and Zhao Xuemei.
The depression on Tang Songting's face could hardly be relieved, it was so embarrassing!
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The team members have been determined.
Tang Feng quickly said: "There are still 9 days until the opening. Starting tomorrow, we will go to other schools to play some warm-up games!
The reserve team is the main team, and the main team dominates the battle!
Other schools don't want to lose too badly. Even if they don't let the real main players play, they won't let the weak ones play.
In addition, Zhao Xuemei and you are still a little short of reaching the first-level peak. Work hard these days and there is hope of reaching the first-level peak before the competition!"
Zhao Xuemei and Tang Songting still have hope of reaching the peak of the first level. They are only a few bones away from completing the tempering of the first level.
Except for Chen Yunxi, the other three members of the reserve team were slightly worse.
"In this warm-up match, our first stop will be East China Normal University, and our second stop will be South China University of Science and Technology. Both are members of the Eight-University Alliance.
Although it is not as good as Mowu and Jingwu, its strength is not weak either.
Seeing their strength will be of great help to everyone's own control. We can also take advantage of this period to check for omissions and fill in the gaps to see where our own shortcomings are."
Fu Changding and others are not too interested in this. There are not many opportunities for the main team to play. This time, the main focus is on the reserve team.
Fu Changding was more interested in the strong men from other schools. After Tang Feng finished speaking, he asked: "Teacher, why don't you go to Huaguo Wuhan University?
Wei Bin from the Huaguo Wuhan University is said to be extremely powerful..."
"Hua Guowu University is in Kyoto, so we won't go there. Whether Wei Bin is very strong or not, we will naturally know when the time comes.
But Han Xu from Jingwu is really strong!"
Tang Feng muttered: "Han Xu is probably a warrior who has been tempered three times. He is now at least a first-grade peak, and may have broken through to a second-grade.
Mowu’s side…”
Tang Feng glanced at Fang Ping with some disapproval, and said grimly: "Fang Ping's opponent is Han Xu, and we must win without losing!
If you fail, in the next three years or so, Fang Ping will have to increase his credits by 10% in exchange for resources!"
Fang Ping almost vomited blood and said angrily: "Teacher Tang, your little shoes are too obvious!"
"That's right, I just put on small shoes for you... You are very brave, you keep calling me Tang Shizi in private, right?"
"Ahem...then, teacher, someone must have deliberately slandered me. Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Lei have long been unhappy with me..."
"I heard it with my own ears!"
"Then you must have misunderstood..."
"I'm at the peak of the sixth grade, and my ears are fine!"
Tang Feng snorted and said grimly: "If you beat Han Xu, then whatever you call me in private, I won't cause trouble for you.
But if you lose... hum!"
"Teacher, you don't have to be like this, right? I also have a mentor..."
"Lu Fengrou doesn't have any objections herself, do you still have any?"
Fang Ping once again had the urge to vomit blood. Am I a seed player in Mowu? I always feel that I am not very popular!
Fortunately, Tang Feng's next words gave him some relief: "If you beat Han Xu, the school will reward you with an additional 100 credits!"
"With only 100 credits, he is the number one scholar in the country..."
"Whether you want love or not, it's 8 months before the college entrance examination. No one knows how strong Han Xu is. He might not be as strong as someone from the reserve team. It's not impossible..."
"That...okay then."
Fang Ping looked extremely helpless, but Tang Feng knew that this kid didn't know how to be happy in his heart.
This was really an injustice to Fang Ping, and Fang Ping couldn't be said to be happy or not, but it was inevitable to meet the people from Jingwu, and it was almost inevitable to fight Han Xu.
Since they were fighting, Fang Ping didn't want to lose.
If you win, you will get extra rewards, which is also an unexpected surprise.
As for losing... Fang Ping groaned inwardly. If he lost, he would have to redeem 10% more credits for resources. It must be impossible!
If that really happened, he would consider changing jobs. I wonder if Jingwu would accept students from Mowu.
Of course Tang Feng didn't know about these little Jiujiu.
In order to stimulate Fang Ping, these instructors also worked hard.
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After the detachment was over and it was decided to go to East China Normal University tomorrow, everyone dispersed.
When returning to the dormitory, Fu Changding said with a heavy face: "Fang Ping, Han Xu, you have to be careful, not only him, but Li Ran as well.
I also know these two people.
He was a famous genius in Kyoto High School before. I have met him several times and he was very strong..."
"How do you compare to them?"
"It was a little worse before, but now... not necessarily!" Fu Changding was not modest either.
"Then I'll be fine."
"You...what do you mean?"
"You have no problem, how can I still have a problem?"
Fu Changding looked unhappy and hummed: "Then let's wait and see. When they beat you down, I will beat them again and let people know who is the best in magic martial arts!"
"You? If you can defeat Zhao Lei, then that guy will be my loser."
"That's different. Everyone's bone tempering was different before, but now they are all at the peak of the first rank..."
Fang Ping yawned and ignored him. It's not like you are making progress!
After so many days, I really thought I was doing nothing.