In the sci-fi world, add dots and become a fairy

Chapter 36
"Where did you go, kid?" Kang Tianchen stood in front of his seat and looked around.

"The race is about to start, what kind of plane is he doing?"

"Coach, did you find Junior Brother Li?" Standing behind Kang Tianchen, Huang Xuan smiled confidently.

"That's a pity, he didn't have the chance to see my brother today."

When Kang Tianchen heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "Are you sure about today?"

"Of course!" Huang Xuan smiled strongly, then turned his head and walked into the preparation passage.

"Just wait for my good news!"

Huang Xuan is the tenth seat of Chengtian Martial Arts.

Every year in the Youth Cup, the quota for the Martial Arts Academy is divided according to the results of previous years. Chengtian Martial Arts Academy has ten quotas, and Swift Star Martial Arts Academy has five more than them.

If the number of applicants exceeds the prescribed quota, the rest will only be able to play in the qualifiers.

In the team passage, Liu Yi stood at the forefront of the team. As the strongest low-ranking martial artist under the age of 30 in Chengtian Martial Arts Hall, he had the heaviest burden on him.

Whether or not they can keep a place in the top eight this year will determine how much government funding Chengtian Martial Arts will receive in the future, as well as how many pre-selection places will be promoted to the provincial competition.

Hou Chengtian, the owner of the museum, stands at the entrance of the passage like a peak, and no expression can be seen from his face.

"Liu Yi, just be yourself and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Hou Chengtian patted Liu Yi on the shoulder. Ever since the Swift Star Martial Arts branch was established in Rong City, a large number of talented people either entered the academy directly or were diverted by the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy.

The Chengtian Martial Arts School is in decline, and has not even made it to the Youth Cup finals for many sessions.

Liu Yi is already the most talented young man Hou Chengtian has seen in the past few years.

"Don't think so much, come on."

Liu Yi nodded silently, and he walked onto the ring.

On the opposite side, there are 14 people lined up in the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy, the meaning is obvious, let him choose an opponent.

Looking at the vacant position in front of the opponent, Liu Yi felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

We don't even have the qualifications to ask the other party's chief to stand up.

But this is the fact that the right second seat is also at the level of the top seven stars, and it is also not something he can deal with.

"Rong Huan." He looked at the third seat of the Swift Star Martial Arts Hall.

The next six-star peak, the mantis hand Rong Huan.

"Liu Yi, I guessed that you were going to choose me." Rong Huan jumped onto the ring with his left hand in a questioning fist.

"The dignified chief of Chengtian Martial Arts School, against me, the third seat, you must win the first match."

Rong Huan's tone did not contain a trace of irony, but what he said was indeed heartbreaking.

The chief challenged for three seats, and the historical record is still more losses than wins.

It's hard not to feel that this is a two-level martial arts gym.

"Let's start." Liu Yi was neither sad nor happy, he raised his hand and put on a standard Tai Chi posture.

The referee is a professional referee who has served in the Youth Cup. His strength is around five stars, and he is fully capable of controlling the situation on the field.

The referee raised his hand to signal the two to salute each other.

"Do you need weapons?"

"No." The two shook their heads at the same time.

The referee nodded, and he lowered his hands.

"Game start!"

There are no points to win or surrender rules in martial arts competitions.

There are three conditions for victory.

The opponent loses the ability to resist, the opponent takes the initiative to admit defeat, and falls into the ring.

At the referee's order, Liu Yi took the lead.

Rong Huan had fought against him several times, and his opponent's strong point was the powerful and penetrating Mantis Fist, which happened to be restrained by his proficient Tai Chi Kung Fu.

For today's game, he watched Rong Heng's hundreds of hours of game video, just to analyze the opponent's shortcomings.

Preempting the fast break is his method.

Mantis boxing lies in the flexibility of the body, constantly using penetrating punches to attack the opponent while twisting and turning, slowly draining his blood, waiting for the opponent to show his flaws, and thundering to defeat the enemy.

Liu Yi's eyes were sharp, and he rushed in front of Rong Heng with a stride, and with the strength of his hands, he instantly sealed the latter's space.

Rong Heng frowned, stepped lightly on the ring, and subconsciously flew back.

Counted!
Liu Yi had a sudden flash of inspiration, he was in a position to let no one be forgiven, he took a step forward, practiced Hunyuan strength with Tai Chi Kung Fu, and rushed towards Ronghuan like a chariot.

He fled, he chased.

He has nowhere to go!

With the edge of the ring under his feet, Rong Huan had no choice but to face Liu Yi head-on.

Cunjin exploded in a square inch.

Liu Yi used Tai Chi, four or two strokes of a thousand catties, and his perfect flexibility and strength easily removed the fist strength.

But Liu Yi didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue. Instead, he used his footwork again, which happened to block Rong Heng's retreat.

Being blocked by Liu Yi again, Rong Heng finally realized that something was wrong.

"This guy..."

The two came into contact again, and Rong Heng's Mantis Fist is good at swimming, through short bursts of strength, he can deal heavy blows to the opponent within a square inch.

However, Liu Yi is fully prepared for this, and all his Tai Chi strength focuses on the meaning of stickiness.

While constantly eliminating Rong Heng's attacks, he dragged the latter into his rhythm, like a spider weaving a web, slowly sinking the prey deeper and deeper.

"There is a show!" In the stands, Kang Tianchen showed joy.

He shook his fist!
Rong Heng is hooked!
In the preparation passage, everyone in Huang Xuan showed joy.

"There is a chance."

"Brother, as long as you stay steady, you can win."

"The Swift Star Martial Arts Hall is too arrogant! Senior brother, come on!"

In the arena, Rong Heng's position has already begun to be cornered. If his strength cannot break through Tai Chi's soft strength, it means that he can only die slowly.

"Drink!" Liu Yi exhaled and made a sound. He took three steps forward in a row, and the breath in his chest was forged into one piece.

The right arm turns a fist into a hammer.

This first victory, as a big brother, I must win!

Right time and place.

All on my side!
At this moment, Liu Yi's mental power reached its peak, and his blood and energy formed an incomplete Dan Jin, which exploded suddenly!
"Go down!"

Rong Heng was forced to a corner, and the wind roared in front of him.

Looking at Liu Yi, whose eyes were shining with longing, suddenly, he smiled.

"The one who went down should be you."

Rong Heng didn't dodge anymore, he also raised his right arm and bumped into Liu Yi brazenly.

boom!
Vigorous and bloody.

Not good at head-to-head mantis fist strength, at this moment, it directly overwhelmed Liu Yi.

Hou Chengtian stood at the entrance of the passage, the upper half of his face was covered by shadows.

"Three seats, can all have the lower seven stars?"

This statement came out.

The people who were originally cheering in the passage seemed like ducks with their necks stuck.

In Chengtian Martial Arts, there is not a single lower seven star now.

boom!
Under the arena, Rong Heng punched Liu Yi seven times in a row, and was kicked off the ring without any resistance.

Six stars against seven stars, how to win?
In the auditorium, Kang Tianchen, who had already stood up and was about to applaud, looked stiff and his hands were in the air.

clap clap-

A series of applause sounded from the opposite side of the green field. There was no cheering, and all the audience just applauded silently.

For Swift Star Martial Arts, this match is just an ordinary friendly match.

It's normal to lose, and it's not worth cheering if you win.

That's it.

In the aisle, Hou Chengtian seemed to have aged five years in an instant. He shook his head and looked at the second seat beside him.

"Go ahead and play our style."

Hearing that the owner kept mentioning victory, Jiang Min nodded silently.

She walked up the aisle, and the fifth seat of the Swift Star Martial Arts Hall had already stood on the ring.

Jiang Min pursed her lips, the other party didn't even take the fourth seat, it was obvious that she didn't think she was good enough.

However, the referee has not yet announced.

boom!
Intense qi and blood held the alchemy back, and the terrifying oppressive force was displayed to everyone in Chengtian Martial Arts Hall.

And Rong Heng, comparable to the terrifying blood.

"Even the fifth seat?" The audience was completely silent.

Kang Tianchen sat down slumped.

The Swift Star Martial Arts has five low-level seven stars, but their Chengtian Martial Arts has none.

Such a gap makes people almost lose the idea of ​​catching up.

Sure enough, Jiang Min, who was weaker than Liu Yi, was no match for the opponent's five seats.

After 1 minute, Jiang Min lost.

Starting from Jiang Min, the situation in the arena made Chengtian Martial Arts' arena completely become a library.

Fail!
The best time, he only persisted for 5 minutes before being seriously injured and carried off the ring.

From the first to the ninth seat, there is no win.

Such a gap made Kang Tianchen completely numb.

The last person is on stage.

"Chengtian Martial Arts, Huang Xuan, please enlighten me!"

The hearty voice spread throughout the stadium.

It's Huang Xuan.

Kang Tianchen's eyes fell on the ring, the student he taught by himself.

At the end of the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy, a thin young man jumped onto the ring.

"Fast Star Martial Arts, Bai Feng, please enlighten me."

Huang Xuan felt the countless gazes behind him, and he was the last hope.

He held his head high and held his chest high, and in the next moment, he held on to his alchemy.

During the burst of qi and blood, the breath far surpassed his before burst out suddenly.

Next Samsung!

"Okay!" Kang Tianchen slapped his thigh suddenly, almost jumping up with joy.

Bai Feng of the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy, like Huang Xuan, belongs to the lower two stars. In the last sparring session, Huang Xuan was only one point behind.

Now that he has broken through to three stars, there is no doubt that Huang Xuan can definitely defeat Bai Feng!
Hearing the cheers from the other audience, Bai Feng smiled knowingly.

"Next Samsung?"

He looked up at Huang Xuan who held his head up.

"Sorry, me too."

The burst of qi and blood overwhelmed the vain Huang Xuan, and the smile on the latter's face gradually froze.

……

In the passageway, the coach of the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy looked away. He lazily turned around and waved to the rest of the team members.

"The warm-up is almost over. Do you know the strength of the other players in this Youth Cup?"

"My requirements are not high, and I won the top four. Is there any problem?"

The others gave a chuckle at his question.

"Coach, our chief hasn't played yet. This Youth Cup, I think it's a civil war in our martial arts hall."

"Unfortunately, I still want to see the chief beat them up."

"Hey, where are they qualified to face the chief? If you want to talk about violent beatings, haven't you been trained enough by the chief?"

The Swift Star Martial Arts Hall left, and didn't even come to say hello to them.

The stands of Chengtian Martial Arts Hall were completely silent.

In the distance, Huang Xuan was carried on a stretcher into an ambulance.

Ten duels.

In the case that the strongest members of the opponent did not participate.

Lost all ten games!

Kang Tianchen sat on a chair, looking at the ring in front of him alone.

"Should I consider changing careers?"

In this competition, if Chengtian Martial Arts performs so badly, the government's funding will inevitably drop, and it will face layoffs at that time.

Kang Tianchen couldn't think of what else he could do, go to school and become a teacher?
Or simply retire?
"Coach, is the game over?"

"Ok?"

Looking at Li Changqing who appeared behind him at some point, Kang Tianchen was silent for a while.

He was even a little thankful that this student who hadn't started yet didn't come to watch the battle.

Ten games and ten losses are simply unspeakable.

"Senior Brother Huang, did he win?" Li Changqing sat beside Kang Tianchen, glanced at the latter's face from the corner of his eye.

It seems that I said the wrong thing.

"Hmm...then our chief won?"

Still silent.

Li Changqing scratched his head, right?

"Changqing." Kang Tianchen sighed suddenly.

"The registration for the Youth Cup qualifiers is not over yet, don't you always want to go? Try it."

Looking at the uncharacteristic Kang Tianchen, Li Changqing was puzzled.

"Coach, you..."

"I figured it out." Kang Tianchen turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitched against his will, but he couldn't smile.

"Chengtian Martial Arts is no longer worthy of being the opponent of Swift Star Martial Arts. I have been refusing to accept the reality before."

"I originally wanted you to become a martial artist before participating in the competition, and then you can become a blockbuster and show off the demeanor of our Chengtian Martial Arts Hall."

"But now it seems that I was delusional."

"Go ahead, see the world sooner." Kang Tianchen grabbed Li Changqing's shoulder and said earnestly:

"However, don't be discouraged. You are already a martial artist with great talent and rapid progress that I have seen."

"You have to look ahead in everything. You have already surpassed [-]% of the people. Don't belittle yourself just because of the other [-]%."

"The people in the Swift Star Martial Arts Academy are the geniuses among the geniuses, the best of the [-]%. Let's not compare with them, you..."

"Coach." Li Changqing pressed Kang Tianchen's shoulder with his backhand.

"I've signed up for the qualifiers."

"When? You..."

"When the time comes, remember to call senior brother to watch my match." Li Changqing smiled heartily.

"Our Chengtian Martial Arts Academy is not bad."

(End of this chapter)