Chapter 353: I have to teach the students I choose with tears in my eyes!
This guy is so strong!
It looks very relaxed!
how so??
Could it be that Han Zhu knew that his companion was coming, so he subconsciously controlled his body and let go of his hand?
Yes, that must be the case!
The referee found a reason to comfort himself...
Wang Teng didn't know what the referee was thinking. After handing Han Zhu to the medical staff, he held the long stick in one hand.
"Young man, don't be so brave. How can you pull it out with one hand?" the referee warned silently.
Wang Teng didn't reply. Strength surged in his arm and he lifted it up.
Tsk!
With a harsh friction sound, he pulled out the long stick, and then turned to look at the referee: "What did you just say?"
referee:"……"
It always feels like the world is suddenly full of malice.
"Haha...haha, the young man is very strong." The referee laughed dryly.
When the audience saw this scene, they felt a little funny for some reason.
"Looking for the referee's psychological shadow area?"
"Hahaha, this referee is too funny!"
"But Wang Teng seems to have quite a lot of strength, doesn't he?"
"It seems like, could it be that his strength..."
"I can't tell you, I'm suddenly looking forward to his next game."
The commentator said in surprise: "Wang Teng's power seems to be quite strong. I thought that if Han Zhu fell, Huang Hai would be defeated in this national No. 1 martial arts competition, but now it seems that Huang Hai still has
A Wang Teng!"
"I'm becoming more and more optimistic about Wang Teng." Another commentator, Su Xiao, said with a smile.
The commentator's words made everyone pay more and more attention to Wang Teng. Some people who didn't care about Wang Teng before could not help but talk about him now.
On the ring, Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flickered slightly and he looked at Wang Teng seriously.
He had personally experienced Han Zhu's strength. Wang Teng was able to easily open Han Zhu's hand and shake the long stick, which showed that his strength was not inferior to Han Zhu's, and was even stronger.
At this moment, he looked squarely at Wang Teng!
The two people's eyes collided in mid-air, and then passed each other without saying anything else.
Wang Teng walked off the ring holding Han Zhu's long vajra stick.
Pick up!
His mental power swept across it, and all the attribute bubbles on the arena were picked up by him.
[Earth force*70]
[Fire force*86]
[Flame Sword Power*35]
…
Wang Teng's heart moved. The flame sword force was another bubble with the attribute of 'power'.
As expected, there are many talented people in the National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition, and many people in this competition have understood the 'power' that ordinary martial artists cannot easily comprehend.
Wang Teng already possesses 90% of the power of the flame sword. At this moment, as the attribute bubble merges into himself, the relevant understanding becomes more profound.
When he walked down the steps of the arena, all the realizations had been absorbed.
No one saw that a red light flashed in his eyes, as if there were flames condensed in them.
On the other side, Zhao Yuanwu, who was also walking towards the ring, seemed to feel something and suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Teng's back.
"That feeling just now... was it an illusion?" He couldn't help but frown and said to himself.
…
As the game ended, everyone dispersed.
At night, inside the hotel.
Peng Yuanshan called everyone over.
Wang Teng glanced around and found that everyone was more or less injured, among which Han Zhu and Wan Baiqiu were the most seriously injured. At this moment, they still looked pale and looked very weak.
When warriors fight, injuries are inevitable, but generally no one will deliberately strike hard like Zhao Yuanwu.
Of course, this does not mean that control can be achieved. Sometimes two people are evenly matched, and in order to determine the winner, they will go all out and easily suffer serious injuries.
When Peng Yuanshan saw the crowd arriving, he said, "Today, our Huang Hai... suffered a disastrous defeat!"
His words made everyone lower their heads and feel ashamed.
He was full of confidence when he came, but now that the game is not even halfway through, Huang Hai has been completely defeated.
"Wan Baiqiu!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly named him.
"Here." Wan Baiqiu looked pale and raised his head.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Peng Yuanshan said.
"I'm not strong enough, so I shouldn't show off my strength and anger my opponent," Wan Baiqiu said.
"That's not your fault." Peng Yuanshan shook his head and said, "Your fault is that you didn't recognize the strength gap between yourself and your opponent. If you encounter an enemy who is much stronger than yourself on the battlefield, you should stay away immediately.
Even if you have an order and you have to fight, you should take a roundabout route and think of other ways instead of risking your life in vain, which is meaningless."
"I..." Wan Baiqiu's complexion suddenly turned pale again, and he fell into deep thought.
"Go back and think about it yourself." Peng Yuanshan said nothing more, telling everyone to take good care of their injuries, and then waved them away.
However, Wang Teng was left alone.
In the room, Peng Yuanshan and the other five deans all stared at Wang Teng with six pairs of eyes.
Victory or defeat is standard issue.
During the day, Peng Yuanshan said this, but if possible, who doesn't want to win?
And now all Huang Hai's hopes will probably fall on Wang Teng.
"Deans, please don't look at me like this, I am a serious person." Wang Teng suddenly said.
Peng Yuanshan: "..."
Tong Hu: "..."
Su Jing: "..."
…
God is so serious!
What do you think we are going to do??
At this moment, Peng Yuanshan and others' hearts collapsed.
Exhausted!
Why are there students with such abnormal brain circuits in their school?
They suddenly remembered that they seemed to have spent a lot of effort to recruit Wang Teng.
So, you are reaping the consequences?
You have to teach the students you choose with tears in your eyes!
After a moment of silence, Peng Yuanshan picked up his broken heart again, and then put the pieces together completely. Then he said: "How sure are you of the next game?"
"With this certainty, what number are you referring to?" Wang Teng touched his chin and asked.
"Oh, what do you say?" Peng Yuanshan asked with interest.
He originally expected Wang Teng to give an ambiguous answer, but unexpectedly he heard such a rhetorical question.
Tong Hu and others couldn't help but look at Wang Teng.
"Third place, 100% sure!"
"Second place, 90% sure!"
"First place, I'm probably...80% sure of it." Old God Wang Teng said calmly.
After Tong Hu and others listened, their heads were full of black lines.
This kid has such a loud voice.
As soon as I opened my mouth, I was in the top three, and my confidence was shockingly high.
Even the first place is 80% sure.
Are you sure you're not kidding us?
"Are you sure?" Even Peng Yuanshan didn't quite believe it. He rubbed his brows and asked tiredly.
He found that talking to Wang Teng was really tiring.
This guy doesn't play by common sense at all!
"Actually, if I weren't afraid of scaring you, I would say I'm 100% sure of even being ranked first!" Seeing that several deans were shocked by his words, Wang Teng said shyly.
