Era of Cultivation Chapter 134: Contempt
The next morning, Ning Wangshu and Wei Fengping followed Jiang Ying to the Xianzi Central Plaza again. The six students in the class who signed up for the competition are now only two of them, and the others naturally don't have to follow.
"Wei Fengping, the next game is very important to you. If you can win, you still have a chance to break through. If you lose again, you don't need to be told by the teacher to understand. So, go for it. In any case, if you work hard, just try your best, and you don’t need to have too much thought baggage..."
After arriving at the venue, Jiang Ying told Wei Fengping again. Wei Fengping had fallen into the lower group after losing in the second game yesterday. If he loses again, he will be eliminated directly.
Wei Fengping nodded vigorously after hearing the words, "Teacher, I will try my best!"
"Hmm."
Jiang Ying responded softly, and immediately moved her gaze to Ning Wangshu's body, her expression relaxed, and with a faint smile, she said: "Ning Wangshu, the teacher has confidence in your strength. As long as you don’t make a mistake, the chances of encountering a close opponent in this qualifier is very low."
"Go on!"
Jiang Ying is obviously at ease with Ning Wangshu.
This is not surprising, after all, Ning Wangshu's strength is indeed strong.
It’s just that Jiang Ying’s different attitude makes it more or less distracting to think about competing with Ning Wangshu, a little bit with Ning Wangshu, but still not convinced by Ning Wangshu’s Wei Fengping feels quite a bit Not angry.
It's just that, he can only curl his lips and slander, and intellectually knows that Ning Wangshu is indeed a lot stronger than him now, but the young man's temperament is not so convinced in his heart.
"Well, each of you will go over and prepare for the later competition." Jiang Ying said.
Ning Wangshu and Wei Fengping responded one after another, and immediately walked to their own group arena.
As 9:00 in the morning, the referees in front of each ring also began to randomly group again. After two rounds of competition yesterday, some people in each group have now been eliminated.
Similarly, after two rounds of competitions, able to win two games in a row, there are almost no weak players who are still in the winner group, and every strength is not much different.
That kind of luck is very good. After all, two consecutive opponents are very weak.
Furthermore, if you want to advance, the twelve or three of the winners will have to compete in another round of competition. They will be able to win this third game to truly get a breakout spot.
Otherwise, they will compete with those in the loser group for the last few places.
Soon, the random grouping is over.
Ning Wangshu's third opponent is still an elite high school student. What is rare is that the opponent is still a pretty girl named Xu Xiran.
The third round of the contest started from the winner group, and Ning Wangshu was ranked in the third.
It is also because everyone in the winner group is not bad at the moment, so if you want to separate the victory or defeat, there is rarely a situation where the strength of the two rounds is as large as yesterday, completely crushed, and it will end in a moment.
This time-consuming aspect is naturally correspondingly longer, and the stalemate will last longer.
The competition officially started at nine o'clock in the morning, and when Ning Wangshu's two opponents in front of him had a victory, it was already nine thirty when it was Ning Wangshu's turn.
As the referee said the name, Ning Wangshu and his opponent Xu Xiran stepped onto the ring one after another.
"Is it better than a fist or a weapon?"
Ning Wangshu glanced at each other and asked casually.
For Ning Wangshu, he is not afraid of fists or weapons. His Hubengquan and Tianfeng swordsmanship have been cultivated to the stage of supernatural transformation, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Xu Xiran glanced lightly at Ning Wangshu, and said faintly: "You can do whatever you want. For me, it doesn't make any difference whether you use fists or weapons. I only use my palms to defeat you. !"
"If you still need to use weapons to deal with your ordinary high school students, doesn't it seem that I am Xu Xiran incompetent?"
Seeing the other person's posture is quite arrogant, Ning Wangshu had to smile dumbly, and stopped making a sound.
After all, she is the ‘pride of heaven’ in an elite high school, and it is inevitable to have this kind of superiority in front of ordinary high school students like him.
Like Jiang Yuxuan, he is so easy-going and approachable to ordinary high school students. There is no arrogance at all, but it is a minority in elite high schools.
So, for the performance of the opponent in front of Xu Xiran, Ning Wangshu is not surprised.
"The match begins!"
As the referee's voice fell, Xu Xiran didn't immediately rush to take Ning Wangshu's shot. Instead, she stood there quietly, with a casual and flat face. She didn't seem to take Ning Wangshu very much. Going on.
He even hooked a hook to Ning Wangshu and said lightly: "Come on, do whatever you can do, lest you don’t even have the slightest chance to counterattack after I do it first, and it will appear that I don’t Give you a chance to show!"
Seeing the other party's actions and these words made Ning Wangshu slightly startled, and his gaze narrowed slightly when he looked at the other party.
Although Ning Wangshu is accustomed to seeing elite high school students facing ordinary high school students, the superior, pretentious and arrogant posture, but he is still underestimated in such an arrogant posture in the competition arena, but It also made Ning Wangshu feel a little unhappy.
Ning Wangshu stared at the opponent's eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a trace of cold mockery, and then slowly said: "Well, in that case, then you don't blame me for being merciless Noodles."
"Sneez, just rely on you? An ordinary high school trash?" Xu Xiran sneered in a contemptuous tone, and looked at Ning Wangshu with slanted eyes, not looking straight at all.
The contempt and disdain between the eyebrows is even more eloquent.
Ning Wangshu grinned suddenly and nodded faintly, "Yes, I'm just a trash from an ordinary high school, hehe, it's just a trash from an ordinary high school."
As Ning Wangshu’s voice fell, for an instant, Ning Wangshu’s figure moved suddenly, and the whole person was like a cheetah gathering momentum and fiercely pounced on, carrying a strong wind, rushing towards Xu Xiran.
Wow!
The figure flashed, Ning Wangshu suddenly rushed to Xu Xiran, making a fist with his right hand, and raising his hand, he fought fiercely towards Xu Xiran.
Ning Wangshu's speed is obviously a little unexpected to Xu Xiran. When I noticed that Ning Wangshu had rushed to the front in an instant, he was slightly surprised, and quickly raised his hand to parry, and drew slightly to avoid ~ IndoMTL.com~ Ning Wangshu saw this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then stepped down. Turning around suddenly, he displayed the Tianxuan step, like a swimming fish, with a light turn, he went directly to Xu Xiran's side.
The fist that had already been smashed also instantly changed its move, changing the straight fist to a sweeping, tyrannical internal strength and physical strength suddenly erupted, and the sweep of the fist also seemed quite shocking, and the strong wind was even faint. There is a whistling sound.
Ning Wangshu's sudden evasion and change of moves obviously caught Xu Xiran a bit off guard. After being alarmed, she had to put her arms in front of her to resist.
‘Boom! ’
With a muffled noise, Ning Wangshu's swept fist slammed into Xu Xiran's arms.
The violent punches made Xu Xiran feel as if she had been hit hard by a savage bull in an attack, and she involuntarily retreated under her feet, and her arms felt a little tingling and painful...
After taking five or six steps to stabilize her figure, Xu Xiran's face turned pale, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes looking at Ning Wangshu. (To be continued.)