"Are you too shady? It turns out that you have been conserving your strength before, and it was only at the end that you exploded, which made me happy for nothing!"
Wang Teng laughed and said: "Who was so confident in the beginning?"
"Besides, I also wanted to save some face for you, so I let you lead for so long and only caught up in the end."
"Ha~ I believed your lies, you bad old man is very bad!" Wu Liang sneered.
~(>_<)~
How did I become a bad old man??
"Okay, okay. If you dare to lose, don't admit it. Just say it and I won't let you honor your bet." Wang Teng said speechlessly.
"Who dares to admit it? Why don't you just call me big brother? Why don't you dare?" Wu Liang said with a smile on his face.
"Then you are screaming! All the flowers I have been waiting for have withered." Wang Teng looked at him sideways.
Wu Liang suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly, his fat face changing.
On the one hand, I can't lose my dignity and can't complain, but on the other hand, I don't want others to say that I am a sore loser.
The whole face merged into two words - entangled!
However, he finally accepted his fate, and as if he was completely discouraged, he shouted in an inaudible voice: "Brother!"
"What? You can't hear clearly!" Wang Teng held his ears with his hands and pretended not to hear.
Wu Liang was so angry that he took a deep breath and shouted:
"...brother!"
"Eh!"
Wang Teng responded with a smile, patted his shoulder and said, "If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to Big Brother, and Big Brother will protect you!"
Wu Liang: "..."
Wang Teng saw that his face was full of depression and he might not be in a good mood all day, so he stopped teasing him.
Although this fat guy is a bit funny.
But it’s never too much, I’ll play it slowly later when it’s fun.
Judging from the fact that he is about the same age as me, he is already an intermediate martial artist, which means his talent should be quite good.
Maybe I can become a warrior in the future.
Such a potential fat sheep can be used as a long-term fleece target!
After the competition between the two ended, the onlookers discussed for a while. While they were amazed by this, they also aroused their desire to win and devoted themselves to training harder.
A lot of attribute bubbles have dropped from the training ground on the second floor.
Wang Teng walked over, picked them up one by one, and greeted each other.
【Speed*6】
【Power*7】
[Basic boxing skills*3]
【Power*5】
[Basic knife skills*6]
…
After another round of skyrocketing attributes, he stopped in front of a student who was practicing boxing and stopped to observe for a moment.
Wait until the opponent has finished practicing and stop to take a break.
Wang Teng stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, how about we help each other?"
The other person looked older than Wang Teng, probably in his early twenties.
Hearing Wang Teng's words, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Your name is Wang Teng, right? My name is Zhang Shaoyang."
"I just watched the competition between you and Wu Liang, and I'm a little interested in you. Since you brought it up, let's compare notes."
"Senior Brother Zhang, please!"
The two stood still in the open space, distanced themselves, and Wang Teng made a gesture of invitation.
"Then I'm not welcome!"
Zhang Shaoyang clenched his fists, stepped forward, and rushed towards Wang Teng first.
Bang bang bang...
The two sides immediately fought together. Wang Teng did not use any other combat skills and relied entirely on his body and boxing skills to deal with Zhang Shaoyang.
The two of them were punching each other, very violently and wildly.
Even if he was hit, he would be hit straight to the body.
Zhang Shaoyang was a little surprised. He is a muscular man, and at first glance he looks like a man of hard steel.
Wang Teng, on the other hand, wears loose sportswear and does not show any muscles on his body. From the appearance, he looks like an ordinary teenager.
But I didn't expect that it would be so explosive if I actually started doing it.
It’s not even inconsistent at all!
In addition, Wang Teng's strength also surprised him. Before, he thought that Wang Teng was just good at movement and fast, but now it seems that he has to withdraw this assumption.
Wang Teng's boxing skills are not weaker than his own.
"This guy looks like a genius!" Zhang Shaoyang thought to himself.
The two of them were considered to be a match of talents, and they were equally matched. For a while, they fought back and forth, and no one lost to the other.
"Zhang Shaoyang's basic boxing skills must have reached a certain level. After fighting for so long, Wang Teng actually didn't fall behind."
The students in the distance were not optimistic about Wang Teng at first. When they saw him challenging Zhang Shaoyang, they didn't pay too much attention, thinking it was just a matter of three or two punches.
However, what happened was unexpected. The two had been fighting for a long time, but there was still no winner.
"Did Zhang Shaoyang not try his best?" someone asked suspiciously.
"Are you stupid? Look at Zhang Shaoyang, doesn't he seem to be trying his best?" The person next to him said speechlessly.
…
"No fight, no fight!"
After the exchange of blows, both sides retreated, Zhang Shaoyang waved his hands quickly.
"Why don't we fight?" Wang Teng was still confused.
"You and I have equal boxing skills. If we continue to fight, we won't be able to tell the difference. Instead, we will consume too much energy and it will affect the whole day's training today." Zhang Shaoyang said.
"And you didn't use the physical skills you used when competing with Wu Liang, otherwise I would have lost long ago."
"That's fine, just click it! Let's compete again when we have the opportunity." Wang Teng said.
"Okay, I gained a lot from my discussion with you!" Zhang Shaoyang nodded.
Wang Teng walked aside to rest, recover his strength, and take stock of the gains from this exchange.
[Basic boxing skills*23]
【Strength*45】
Sure enough, everything was as he had guessed. When you fight monsters, your attributes will explode. The harder you hit, the more you will explode, especially the basic boxing skills. If they are allowed to train by themselves, they will not drop so much.
"So this is indeed the correct way to open Golden Finger!"
Wang Teng wandered around the training ground, slowly recovering his physical strength and picking up all the attributes he had just dropped.
Half an hour later, he was almost recovered.
Then he took a sword from the weapons room and came to a student who was practicing swordsmanship: "Brother, I wonder if you have time to give me some pointers on my swordsmanship!"
"Okay!" The other party agreed simply and nodded.
At this time, there were more and more students in the training ground, but only those students who came early knew about the two previous competitions.
"That Wang Teng went to compete with someone again, and this time it was actually about swordsmanship!"
The newly arrived student wondered: "What's going on? This student is a bit unfamiliar, is he new?"
A student immediately explained it to him.
Wang Teng and Wang Teng have already moved their hands, their swords are clashing, and sparks are shooting out.
Swordsmanship competition is naturally much more dangerous, but both of them have a sense of proportion and will not really hurt each other.
At the end of the competition, Wang Teng gained a wave of attributes and rested nearby.
[Basic Sword Skills*26]
【Power*30】
…
An hour later, Wang Teng approached a student who was practicing swordsmanship, cupped his fists and said, "Brother, my sword is already hungry and thirsty. Let's give it a try."
"Okay, my sword can no longer hold it any longer!"
The two looked at each other with serious expressions, and sparks flashed out of their eyes as they looked at each other~
…
The students around him were already numb.
Wu Liang was also one of them. He looked at the people who were approached by Wang Teng and suddenly felt sympathy.
This Wang Teng is simply a "fighting madman", he knows all kinds of combat skills, and he can even fight with others at a 50-50 level...
