On the rostrum, Hu Juan, a female student from the Heritage College, jumped up, more than three meters above the ground, and then landed on the central competition venue.
Ming Xiaoyu smiled faintly and walked forward.
"I really don't want to bully women."
Director Ren said in a deep voice from behind: "Master Ming, don't be careless. I just found out that the other party is the 42nd placer in the first-year final exam of Zhonglu College."
Ming Xiaoyu shrugged, but his eyes became focused.
But deep in his eyes, there was a hint of complexity.
Before he knew it, he had begun to assume the role of a contestant in this high school on the ground.
In the stands, an audience suddenly exclaimed: "I know who he is. I just saw a very popular live broadcast, and the live broadcast said that he is the younger brother of General Ming! He is also one of the most powerful rookies in the Federation this year."
Not long after, the news was like a hurricane blowing through most of the stands.
"General Ming? There are rumors on the Internet that General Ming of the Minghe Regiment has been fighting against the Free Cities at the border? Is there really such a person?"
"I heard that she is a master, and her brother must be a genius too!"
"Great! We are counting on him from No. 2 Middle School for this competition!"
Zhou Yue also heard the discussions in the nearby stands.
General Ming's Ming Crane Regiment and their various deeds against the Free City are very far away from the peaceful federal ground cities, and the mainstream media never reports on them, but some relevant news can be found on the Internet.
Although there is only a small report, or even a few words, it still arouses people's imagination.
Zhou Yue guessed that Xiao Ming would have an origin, but he did not expect that classmate Xiao Ming would actually be related to the famous leader of the Minghe Regiment.
"Don't be careless, you will win."
Zhou Yue's tone was solemn.
Ming Xiaoyu's steps stagnated and he didn't look back. He said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we will win."
The first competition begins.
The whole place fell silent.
Chen Wenxi and Wang Guojun respectively inspected the helmets made of special materials used to isolate the facial features, and then put them on Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan.
Vision, hearing, smell and even the touch of facial skin have all been blocked by the helmet.
All that is left between the two of them is the purest and most basic sense of induction that belongs to mind cultivators.
Immediately afterwards, groups of seat numbers began to appear randomly on the big screen.
Two seat numbers will appear in each group at the same time.
On behalf of the audience in these two seats, they need to get up and change their seats to accommodate this competition.
From the beginning to the end, a total of 80 sets of seat numbers appeared on the screen.
There are 160 seat numbers in total.
Under the impartial supervision of everyone in the venue, the 160 spectators whose seat numbers were selected began to change their seats in sequence according to the corresponding seat numbers that appeared on the screen and in chronological order.
While all this was going on, the members of the training team, including Zhou Yue and Xia Tian, all turned their backs to the stands, closed their eyes, and tried to sense it.
But soon, the members of the training team opened their eyes one after another with bitter expressions on their faces.
This is so difficult!
It’s many times more difficult than Zhou Yue’s record-breaking [Distinguishing Water by Reading Breath]!
First of all, players need to rely purely on induction to sense how many sets of seats have been changed in the stands.
Next is the most difficult part, which is not only to sense the positions of all seats, but also to restore the two interchanged seat numbers in each group intact.
I can't see or hear, and I can only rely on my senses throughout the process.
It's simply a god-like level of difficulty.
In less than ten minutes, 160 randomly selected spectators had completed their seat changes.
Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan also received their respective game panels.
According to regulations, they still cannot take off their helmets and can only identify and restore on-site seats through the control panel.
And the results will be displayed on the big screen.
Just when the audience thought it would take some time for the two to prepare, Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan had already begun to operate quickly on the panel.
A second later, a set of identical numbers appeared simultaneously in the answering areas of the two people on both sides of the big screen.
19 and 65.
There was a burst of exclamation in the stands.
The faces of the audience in these two seats were even more excited.
They were the first group of spectators to change their seats ten minutes ago.
In this first group, Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan both answered correctly!
Then... 24 and 46.
37 and 55.
78 and 23.
11 and 67.
…
Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan restored the seat numbers on the panel at almost the same speed.
The scene changed from full of exclamations to silence, and pairs of eyes were filled with shock.
The two men's restoration speed was astonishingly fast, and they gave the answer within a second almost without thinking.
Not only that, the two of them still restored the seat numbers exactly in the order in which they appeared on the big screen!
On this basis, both of them actually maintained extremely high accuracy rates.
So far, both of them have restored thirty-five sets of seats.
The answers given were all exactly the same.
No one made any mistakes.
Zhou Yue's eyes flashed with light and shadow from time to time, and he muttered silently.
Xia Tiantian on the side had complicated eyes.
She naturally saw that Zhou Yue was also restoring the seat numbers.
She was doing the same thing just now, but unfortunately when she returned to the twenty-fifth group, she already felt confused, confused, heavy-headed, and unsustainable.
But Zhou Yue seems to have encountered no obstacles yet.
What a powerful induction.
Not inferior to Ming Xiaoyu and the female players from Legacy Academy.
Xia Tiantian secretly admired him.
At this moment, Zhou Yue stopped reciting silently, the light and shadow in his eyes dispersed, and his eyes returned to clarity.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Juan and Ming Xiaoyu also completed the restoration of all the changed audience seats.
Both of them sensed 80 groups of changed seats.
The two seat numbers corresponding to each group are also exactly the same.
In other words, the results of this competition between the two people were exactly the same.
If you want to be wrong together, you should be wrong together, and if you want to be right, you should be right together.
Xia Tian did not go to see the two players.
She hesitated for a moment, came to Zhou Yue, and asked in a low voice: "Zhou Yue, what was the result of your induction?"
Zhou Yue turned around and glanced at the screen: "Same as them."
Xia Tiantian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, admiring Zhou Yue even more in his heart.
But for some reason, she only felt that Zhou Yue's expression was a little heavy.
As Ming Xiaoyu and Hu Juan took off their helmets.
The scene once again erupted into cheers like a roaring tsunami.
Father Zhou and Mother Zhou in the fifth row were also cheering loudly, feeling very happy. The person in the audience was Xiao Ming, a classmate from home who had eaten twice in a row.
Although my son didn't introduce Xiao Ming's identity in detail, he could tell that he was very powerful just by looking at this big man.
"Ming Xiaoyu is so amazing!"
"It's actually a tie."
"The other party is an official student of the Relic Academy! How should I brag about this?"
"It blew up!"
No matter in the stands, members of the training team, or on Lin Huahua's online platform, everyone was surprised by Ming Xiaoyu's near-perfect performance, and received overwhelming praise.
During this competition, the two players were quiet throughout, but it was full of tension and fierceness from beginning to end.
Although Ming Xiaoyu holds the title of the genius younger brother of General Ming, he has not yet entered the Legacy Academy. He is proud to be tied with a formal student of the Legacy Academy in terms of sensing ability.
However, except for Zhou Yue and a few others, none of the audience or members of the training team noticed Ming Xiaoyu's slightly red eyes, which were like bleeding.
At this time, Chen Wenxi stepped onto the podium.
"I'll announce the results of the first test."
"The result is that Hu Juan wins in Relic Academy."
Everyone was stunned.
Then boos broke out.
Some came from the surrounding stands, and some came from Lin Huahua’s live broadcast room.
The members of the training team, including Xia Tian, were also filled with indignation and wanted to protest, but they saw Zhou Yue, not far away, shaking his head slightly at them.
All the members of the training team fell silent.
I don't know since when, Zhou Yue has become the backbone of the training team, even Xia Tian is no exception.
Ming Xiaoyu himself didn't protest, turned around and walked back without saying a word.
When passing Zhou Yue, Ming Xiaoyu stopped and his face became stiff.
Zhou Yue patted his shoulder: "She was 0.5 seconds behind."
Ming Xiaoyu's face was gloomy, his eyes were red, and after a while he whispered: "I know."
It was only then that Chen Wenxi on the rostrum began to explain: "In the induction competition, the most important thing is accuracy. The number of seats and each group of seat numbers restored by these two contestants are all correct, and the accuracy is 100%. So what happens next?
Once we get down, we can only judge the outcome based on speed.”
Under the operation of Chen Wenxi's handheld panel, the live large screen performed countdown playback of the live video.
Through the slow playback of each frame, the audience discovered that the two people who seemed to complete the competition at the same time were actually in sequence.
But the difference is very short, only about one second.
Chen Wenxi said: "Hu Juan completed the competition before Ming Xiaoyu. In terms of completion speed, she was 0.5 seconds faster than Ming Xiaoyu. Therefore, Hu Juan won without a doubt."
The teachers, students and parents of Nanhe No. 2 Middle School at the scene gradually regained their composure.
The haze gradually enveloped the surrounding stands.
Worried eyes fell on the three high school students.
Even if Ming Xiaoyu regrets defeat, it is still a defeat.
How many opportunities are left for Nanhe City No. 2 Middle School?
"Damn it!"
With his back to the stands, Ming Xiaoyu punched out fiercely.
Bang!
His full-strength punch was caught lightly by another hand before it even got close to the wall, making him unable to move.
Ming Xiaoyu glanced at Zhou Yue inexplicably.
He knew that Zhou Yue's physical fitness was very strong, but he didn't expect that he could completely suppress himself.
Zhou Yue let go: "You still underestimate the enemy."
"I..." Ming Xiaoyu's cheeks turned red.
Zhou Yue suddenly smiled: "I originally expected to win all three matches, because you are such an unreliable guy, and now you can only win two to one."
Listening to Zhou Yue's relaxed tone, Ming Xiaoyu's mood became increasingly heavy.
If Hu Juan were a man, with the same level, even if it was a little higher, he would definitely win.
But unfortunately, she is a woman.
Damn it! The pain I suffered from being drilled by that terrifying sister day after day and year after year still hasn’t gone away!
At the same time, Xia Tian's already stiff body trembled imperceptibly with his back to the two of them.
Looking carefully, there were some small beads of sweat on the back of her snow-white neck.