The second round of the competition began again.
Time slowly passed, and soon it was Li Mingjun's turn.
This time, Li Mingjun was no longer arrogant. Instead, his face was solemn.
Li Mingjun's opponent this time happened to be someone from Guo Haifei's class, and it was a Rank-1 martial artist.
It was said that that person had broken through earlier than Li Mingjun.
Jiang Yang patted Li Mingjun's shoulder and cheered him on."Good luck, I have faith in you."
Lee Myung Joon forced a smile and nodded before walking onto the stage.
A person walked up from the opposite side with a cold smile on his lips. He looked at Li Mingjun with a cold gaze.
He had seen how despicable this fellow was and had wanted to beat him up just now.
He did not expect his luck to be so good.
Moreover, this guy seemed to have a good relationship with the guy opposite him. If he beat him up ruthlessly, he would definitely be able to gain the teacher's favor.
"Begin."
As soon as the referee teacher opened his mouth, Cui Zhendong jumped out. His blood surged and he instantly crossed several meters. His aura soared.
"Combat skill, Mountain Shaking Fist."
Cui Zhendong shouted and punched out. A faint spiritual energy gathered and covered his fist with a layer of earthen yellow light. An illusory fist shadow flashed and disappeared.
Jiang Yang's expression changed as he looked at Li Mingjun worriedly.
Li Mingjun was shocked, but he didn't panic at all. He suddenly took a few steps back.
"Combat skill, Cloud Striking Palm."
He waved his palm fiercely, and an explosive sound rang out in the air.
The fist and palm collided, and the two of them were pushed back.
" Thump thump…" Li Mingjun retreated dozens of steps before stopping. He looked at Cui Zhendong in shock.
Li Mingjun was shocked, and Cui Zhendong was even more shocked. He said in disbelief,"You also have battle skills?"
"Tsk, what's there to be surprised about?" Li Mingjun smiled disdainfully.
With his family background, it was easy for him to obtain some combat skills.
"Hmph, so what if I do? I broke through earlier than you. I'm far from what you can compare to.”
Cui Zhendong sneered and climbed up again. The air exploded like thunder.
Li Mingjun also rushed forward. For a moment, the two of them started fighting each other, punching and kicking each other.
A hint of worry flashed across Jiang Yang's eyes.
Li Mingjun was obviously at a disadvantage and was gradually being suppressed.
If this continued, they would lose without a doubt.
After thinking about it, he decided to activate his cheat.
"Let Cui Zhendong make a mistake, and Li Mingjun will win.”
"Recovery Point-150"
As soon as Jiang Yang finished speaking, Cui Zhendong, who was fighting, let out a blood-curdling scream.
Jiang Yang was surprised to find Cui Zhendong falling to the ground. It was obvious that he had sprained his ankle.
Li Mingjun's eyes flashed with joy. He didn't have the demeanor of a gentleman. He rushed up and kicked out fiercely.
Bang!
The huge force sent Cui Zhendong flying. A mouthful of blood gushed up, and Cui Zhendong's face flushed red.
Cui Zhendong struggled to get up. However, he felt a sharp pain in his chest when he moved slightly.
Jiang Yang was dumbfounded. This operation was a little too flashy.
It seemed that he had never used it correctly.
Could this be the real way to open a cheat?
He had learned it again…
As expected, one should never be too old to learn.
The teachers looked at each other and decided that Li Mingjun was the winner.
Although it was an unfair victory, it was your fault for spraining your ankle at the critical moment.
It was really strange.
A Rank-1 martial artist actually twisted his ankle in battle. It was a legendary story.
Li Mingjun smiled smugly and strode away again.
The battle began again, and fifteen people were quickly selected.
This round was also the most crucial time. Winning meant that the quota was 90% guaranteed.
Once they lost, it would not be easy to fight for two spots out of the eight people.
They still used the method of drawing lots. Even if it was unfair, it was the fairest method.
……
In the blink of an eye, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. After a short rest, the dozen or so people from Jiang Yang began to draw lots.
He took out a ball of paper from the lottery box and opened it. There was a "1" written on it.
Number one?
Who was his opponent?
Jiang Yang looked around and finally saw Number One.
A boy about 1.8 meters tall, with a clean buzz cut, a white suit, and a spotless body.
Jiang Yang was stunned, his expression odd. This was his opponent?
He had never seen her before.
Jiang Yang nudged Li Mingjun and asked with a smile,""Do you know the guy in the suit?”
"Suit?" Li Mingjun turned his head and was shocked."F * ck, why is he here?"
"Why didn't I notice it before?"
"You know him?"
"I know everyone." Li Mingjun said helplessly.
Alright, you otaku don't know him.
"That's Mo Wen. Although he likes to show off and wear a suit when he's free, it's undeniable that he's quite strong. It's said that he's a Rank-2 martial artist.”
Rank-2 martial artist?
Jiang Yang took a closer look. It did look like a Rank-2 martial artist.
However, he couldn't tell if this thing didn't explode with power and aura.
Mo Wen smiled at Jiang Yang as if he noticed that Jiang Yang was looking at him.
" He has bad intentions…" Jiang Yang muttered to himself.
She must be thinking of something bad with such a bright smile.
Li Mingjun seemed to have thought of something and said,"He's a student in Ms. Gildern's class, but he rarely appears. I heard that he's being taught by someone.”
As expected!
He knew that the other party definitely had bad intentions. None of the students in Ms. Victoria's class were good.
If Mo Wen knew what Jiang Yang was thinking, he would explode in anger.
You're thinking too much!
You stared at me and I didn't say anything. If you don't laugh, do you think you should cry?
Besides, this is a common method I use to act tough.
"Number one, the first round of the competition begins.”A referee teacher shouted.
Hearing the teacher call number one, Li Mingjun suddenly laughed.
"Haha, I just heard that Mo Wen seems to be number one. I wonder which unlucky bastard drew number one."”
Jiang Yang was speechless.
He shook the ball of paper in his hand and rolled his eyes at Li Mingjun before walking onto the stage.
Mo Wen looked at Jiang Yang and revealed a gentle smile.""Student, Qiecuo, let's stop here.”
Jiang Yang lowered his head and secretly curled his lips. The moment he raised his head, a happy smile bloomed on his face.
"Sure,"
Idiot!
Mo Wen smiled and said,"You go first."”
This pretentious act was not bad. Of course, he would never admit that he was pretentious.
This student in front of him was too cooperative. It seemed that the others had misunderstood this student.
Just as Mo Wensi was about to run away, Jiang Yang smiled coldly.
"Great Fiend!"
His figure instantly rushed out like a gust of wind.
In an instant, Jiang Yang had crossed dozens of meters and arrived beside Mo Wen.
The heavy aura was like a towering mountain, and a powerful aura gushed out.
Mo Wen's expression changed, and he almost cursed.
Damn it!
He had been tricked.
"Bang!"
Although Mo Wen managed to block in time, he was still hit in the chest by Jiang Yang's punch and was forced back seven or eight steps.
"Pfft."
Mo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face slightly pale.
He looked at Jiang Yang in shock and asked in disbelief," Aren't you a supernatural being?"
"Yes, I am!" "Haven't you seen a superhuman with a strong body?" Jiang Yang asked matter-of-factly.”
“……”
Hearing Jiang Yang's words, everyone was shocked and furious.
Seen my ass!
"You're an elemental-type supernatural being. The strength of your punch is almost comparable to a Rank-2 martial artist.
This batch of students was too difficult to guide!
So many…Xiu-Er!
Mo Wen was no longer as calm as before and said coldly,""Have you studied martial arts?"
"Bah, don't talk nonsense. I'm a proper supernatural being, and I've just awakened recently.”
"If you don't believe me, you can ask our Teacher Cao.”
He would hide the matter of martial artists as long as possible. Otherwise, how could he explain why he had broken through so quickly?
Hearing Jiang Yang's words, everyone turned to look at Old Cao.
“？？？”
Old Cao nodded in confusion.
What did he know?
What did he know!
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