Song Jingang did not leave, his eyes were fixed on the screen.
"It's this little guy... I remember that his martial arts skills were completely useless, but he came back after practicing in half a year. It seems that he has the kind of physique that is very suitable for rebuilding his martial arts skills..."
The female teacher surnamed He who went to Tianhua High School to preside over admissions brightened up: "It's a pity... it's still half a year behind others. King Kong, you have become a warrior. This is the gap... It's a pity. If it had been..."
Song Jingang looked embarrassed, knowing that if Luo Yi hadn't gone crazy at the beginning, he might have been the one specially recruited.
Teacher He smiled: "But half a year late is too late, plus I didn't re-study to get into a good school, so that's it... You see, if Shi Tianzong exerts his full strength, he will lose... This Shi Tianzong
Very powerful, if you face him, your chance of winning is less than 20%!"
Song Jingang couldn't laugh anymore.
At this moment, he heard an exclamation coming from the field. He raised his head in shock, looked at the screen, and opened his mouth wide: "It turned out that...Luo Yi won?"
The martial artists move too quickly, and important events are replayed in slow motion, with dedicated explanations from martial artists.
At this time, the slow motion of just now is playing.
Among the shadows of fists filling the sky, Luo Yi's figure jumped out like a loach and suddenly soared into the sky.
The Eight Steps of the Flying Dragon: The flying dragon is in the sky!
He jumped up high, broke through Shi Tianzong's boxing technique, and stepped on the opponent's back.
Shi Tianzong fell to the ground involuntarily and wanted to fight again, but was stopped by the referee.
He fell out of bounds...
"I didn't expect... that he could actually practice the Eight Steps of Flying Dragon to such a state?"
Teacher He's eyes lit up: "If he can get into the top eight this time, no, the top sixteen! I will invite him again!"
She looked at Song Jingang, who was lowering his head, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't be too discouraged. The quota for the mecha department has been determined. So many resources have been invested in the early stage, and there is no way to change it... Even if he is specially recruited,
It can only be of the martial arts type, not the mecha type."
"Yes!" Song Jingang's eyes lit up: "I still have a mecha. As long as I become a martial artist, I will be a mecha master! I will definitely not be surpassed by him."
Poor Xiao Song, who was often bullied by Luo Yi in high school, has already suffered from psychological shadow. At this time, all that is left is such a simple little pursuit.
…
"Haha, good job, I made a lot of money this time."
When Fang Xian returned to the rest area, he saw Zhou He's excited face.
If you think about it, you will know how unpopular he is as a martial arts student and how high his outside odds are.
If Zhou He also bought himself, he would definitely make a lot of money.
"Next time, keep buying me! Add my share of winnings to it!"
Fang Xiandao.
"You are so confident, why don't you just give up if you don't see good results?"
Zhou He asked in surprise: "This money is enough for you to get a good Kung Fu."
"Need not!"
Fang Xian waved his hand: "At least I think there won't be much of a problem before the semi-finals."
"You can do it, then just defeat the top four and give them a huge upset!" Zhou He's gambler temper has come back...
…
Fang Xian went through the rest of the race calmly.
Ordinary second- and third-level warriors are really no match for him. After all, even if these new students have practiced advanced martial arts for a few months, they really have no power and only have airs.
He just played quietly, mostly knocking over his opponents with his philosophical kicks, and giving away a set of three philosophical questions for free.
As time went by, the nickname Wuying Legs was called again, and it became louder.
From the top 100 in Dongzhou to the top 100 in the world, he became the only martial arts student in the list of hundreds of warriors. Even Fang Xian found it a bit dazzling when he saw it.
During this period, I also met Song Jingang. After the opponent was defeated, he cried so miserably that he looked like a child weighing several hundred kilograms, which made Fang Xian feel a little embarrassed.
However, Teacher He also came over and exchanged some feelings first, revealing some information about changing schools.
Fang Xian asked insinuatingly, and found that the other party didn't even give me a quota for the mecha class, which was quite insincere, so there was no further explanation.
After that, he became more and more courageous as he fought, defeating the masters from all sides, and actually reached the top eight, breaking his glasses.
…
The top eight advance to the semi-finals, the arena.
"I'm going to make it, I'm going to make it!"
Zhou He held the betting ticket in one hand and stared at the lottery screen for the top eight: "Betting on you to enter the top four so early, haha, the odds are so high!"
"Yes, most warriors are above level five, and I am the only martial artist..."
Fang Xian also felt that he was a little eye-catching, but what was even more strange was that, not to mention Ares University, even other first-class universities, no mecha department was willing to recruit him.
"Teacher...why is there no mecha department willing to recruit me?"
He thought for a while and asked the question.
"Sigh... Because the mecha department has the tightest quota and the most stuck, most of those teachers really don't have this power... and... too many resources have been invested. Although you make them excited now, you haven't reached that point yet.
!" Zhou He shook his head.
"In other words, isn't it genius enough?" Fang Xian understood.
"Well, let's ignore those for now. Although the remaining seven are difficult to fight, as long as you don't encounter any players who are above the seventh level of warriors and have cultivated the second line of Ren and Du, you still have a chance!"
Zhou He's eyes were fixed on the screen when he saw the flashing portrait of the warrior paused.
"Battle order, first game, Xiao Ling'er vs. Luo Yi!"
The host's enthusiastic voice came: "Xiao Ling'er is the hot favorite this year and the goddess in the hearts of countless boys, while Luo Yi is the biggest dark horse. He has been a martial artist until now. Let us look forward to their wonderful work together."
Performance!"
"wipe!"
Zhou He was furious: "I want to fight! I want to fight! Who can't I meet? Why did I meet the second most popular Xiao Ling'er?! Have you practiced the Ren Du Second Meridian? That's a completely different warrior! It's over.
…My wife Ben…”
"It's better than meeting Huo Wuyong, isn't it?"
Fang Xian rolled his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you tear your gambling ticket, don't tear mine!"
"Ah? Are you sure about this?"
Zhou He was pleasantly surprised.
"Didn't you read her profile? This is my high school classmate, my former crush..."
Fang Xian stood up and stretched his muscles.
"So?" Zhou He had an inexplicable premonition.
"So Lao Zhou, you need to pay more for this!" Fang Xian said seriously.
"No problem, I'll help you apply for the scholarship!" Zhou He was very generous. If he won this, he could almost retire.
"It's not that...it's your bet, I will score 30%!"
Fang Xian thought for a while and made a three sign: "Think clearly, if I lose, your gambling ticket will be a piece of waste paper!"
"Sure! I promise you!"
Zhou He agreed fervently, and immediately looked at Fang Xian, exclaiming: "This is the first time I've seen someone who even beats up his crush for money. You are indeed more shameless than me!"