My life has the gift of growth.

Chapter 120 Everyone underestimated him

"The first round, Bai Ze Wu Gao Wang Hai vs. Qing Ye Wu Gao Xia Jie, the game begins."

A sharp whistle pierced the air, and the referee, having given the order, disappeared into the center of the ring.

The next moment, the blue and white figures that were originally on both sides of the ring appeared, and the same steel fists collided.

"boom!"

Fists meet,

Wang Hai took five steps back and steadied himself.
Xia Jie stepped back firmly, not taking a single step back, still in the center of the ring.
The first move was a test of each other, and the difference in physical fitness between the two sides was already apparent.

"What a strength."

Wang Hai sighed inwardly, the wind whistled, and Xia Jie's steel fist attacked him again.
"However, it is still far behind Bai Yu."

Wang Hai stood still, opened his hips, drew a circle, and used the "Panyun Hand" to steadily offset all the incoming force.

In the previous school team preliminaries, he used the "Cloud Hands" to defend with all his strength, but was directly knocked out of the ring by Bai Yu's punch.

Since then, he has been practicing hard and seeking breakthroughs.
The current "Pan Yun Hand" is one of the results of his hard work during this period. Although it has not been fully mastered, it can already be used in actual combat.

In a blink of an eye, a silk-like force field wrapped around Xia Jie's arm.
Xia Jie was shocked, his pupils contracted.
The intelligence he obtained did not mention at all that Wang Hai knew martial arts like "Pan Yun Shou", and in previous competitions, Wang Hai had always been more reckless and did not pay much attention to defense.

"He actually kept something back."

"But it would be naive to think you can beat me with this trick."

"Drink~"

Xia Jie roared, veins popped up on his neck, the strength of the force field soared, and his arms broke free from the layers of silk thread force field. Then his five fingers formed into claws and grabbed Wang Hai frantically.

"Steel Claw" is less lethal than "Steel Fist", but faster.

Wang Hai couldn't catch Xia Jie's series of attack routes for a while, so he could only retreat with "shadow steps".
Xia Jie did not continue to pursue and forcefully resist the "Pan Yun Hand". Under the collision of the two force fields, his arm was already red and swollen and he needed to relax.

In the second confrontation between the two sides, Wang Hai had the upper hand in terms of skills.

Then the two sides entered a tug-of-war, one attacking and the other defending.

Xia Jie is strong and fast, but Wang Hai's defense is impenetrable. For a moment, it seems that neither of them can do anything to the other.

In the Bai Ze Wugao preparation area, Qian Tao, an analyst, saw a series of feedback data, adjusted his glasses and took the initiative to say:

"Xia Jie's overall strength has increased by 20% compared to last time, and now he is much stronger than Wang Hai.

It is estimated that the strength of the other members of Aoba Takeo High School who will appear next will also increase by the same amount, or even more.

Yuan Qiu, Zhang Heng, if you two are going to play, be prepared, it won't be easy to win."

"Yeah, we understand."

They both nodded.

One of the reasons why the coaching team decided to let Wang Hai go first was to test the current strength of the Aoba Takeda players.
If the strength of the Aoba Takegao team members is far beyond their ability to deal with,
Then there is no need for them to go up and be sandbags. There is no point in that. They might get seriously injured and affect the subsequent games. Just leave everything to Bai Yu and Zhao Lingyu.

Now that the difference in strength is acceptable, the three of them must try their best to defeat their opponents and hone themselves. If they rely on Bai Yu and Zhao Lingyu alone, they will not be able to go far.

"Snapped!"

The air was squeezed and exploded, and Xia Jie's finger stabbed at the speed of sound, suppressing Wang Hai madly.

Wang Hai gradually became out of breath and retreated again and again.

During the exchange, Xia Jie had already discovered the flaw in Wang Hai's "Panyun Hand".

Wang Hai's "Panyun Hand" force field speed was not fast enough. He could only dissipate the force under continuous attacks, and could not counterattack with the "silk thread" at all.
Moreover, Wang Hai's physical strength and reaction were inferior to his.
As long as he increases the frequency of his attacks, Wang Hai will soon be overwhelmed.

"Tick tock~"

Sweat dripped down his chin onto the surface of the ring. Wang Hai, standing on the edge of the ring, felt his chest rise and fall. Xia Jie's attack came again, and all he could see were shadows of fingers.
Behind him were the people in Bai Ze Wugao's preparation area. If he took another step back, he would miss a step and fall off the stage.

"It seems that this is the only trick I can use."

Wang Hai no longer hesitated and activated the "selflessness flow"
This move is a special martial art that Yu Xiaowei taught to the school team. It can use the force field to hypnotize the brain, relieve sensory fatigue, boost spirits, and even speed up one's own time. It is extremely powerful.

But the risk of this method is that the body's internal and external coordination will cause many side effects, which can be life-threatening in serious cases.

Therefore, Yu Xiaowei repeatedly reminded him that with his current strength, if he wanted to use the "Ecstasy Flow", it must not exceed three seconds.

"Three seconds is enough to deal with a guy who became stronger after taking medicine!"

The moment it was activated, the world in front of Wang Hai suddenly changed.

The dust floating in the ring, the audience slowly opening their mouths, Xia Jie's finger piercings, everything seemed to have been slowed down.

He saw the right moment and used the "Panyun Hand" to easily suppress Xia Jie's wrist.

Xia Jie stared at Wang Hai with eyes wide open, trying to break free again.

But this time Wang Hai had the upper hand. The silk thread force field had completely locked him down, and the force field on his arm was also dissolving.

One second, two seconds later, the referee saw that Xia Jie's entire arm was completely exposed outside the force field, and announced the result:

"The winner is Bai Ze Wu Gao Wang Hai."

No matter how strong a flesh and blood body is, without the protection of a force field, it is as fragile as paper. Now that Xia Jie's arm is grasped by Wang Hai, it can be directly judged that Xia Jie has lost the ability to resist.

"Nice, Wang Hai!"

"Wang Hai is awesome!"

On one side, the shouts of Bai Ze Wu High School students rang out in the audience, while on the other side, Aoba Wu High School was as quiet as a library.

Wang Hai heard the shouting and raised his hands, wanting to show off on the stage.

But he stumbled and nearly fell down when he just finished the "flow ecstasy". His mind suddenly became confused and he couldn't say a word.

The referee looked at him and checked the stability of Wang Hai's force field. It was only 16%, lower than 20%. He also determined that Wang Hai had lost his ability to fight.

In the next round, both Bai Ze Wu Gao and Aoba Wu Gao will need to send new players to the ring.

"pity."

"Fortunately."

Two different emotions intertwined in the audience.

The students of Bai Ze Wu Gao could only console themselves that they won in terms of momentum.
The students of Aoba Military High School were secretly delighted. Such a result was almost equivalent to a draw, as both sides were still at the same starting line.

However, these are just the views of supporters of both sides.

This game had a huge impact on the Aoba Takeo High School and Shirazawa Takeo High School teams who were in the preparation area.

Everyone on the Aoba Wu High School team came here with great ambitions.

Each of their team members has become much stronger than before, and they dream of sweeping Bai Ze Wu Gao in one fell swoop.
But the result was that Xia Jie lost to Wang Hai in the first match, and Wang Hai was not the strongest player of Bai Ze Wugao except Bai Yu and Zhao Lingyu.
The crowd lost their initial excitement and began to re-examine themselves.
At this time, Xia Jie lowered his head and returned to the preparation seat to sit down. Wang Qian, the team leader, looked at him and cursed him in her heart.
The specific effect of the drug given to her by "Ghost" is related to the potential of the user. Xia Jie's current behavior is a complete waste of things.
However, she also knew that now was not the time to be disrespectful, so she pretended to comfort him.
"It's okay. Wang Hai's martial arts just happened to restrain you. Now the result is a draw. Don't be discouraged."

As she spoke, she gave each team member an energy drink that could boost their morale, and watched each of them take a few sips.

"Don't feel pressured, the rest of you. I've seen your hard work. As long as you perform normally, there will be no problem. And with Lin Meng here, we will definitely be the winners in the end."

"Yes, the championship is ours."

"We will definitely win." Thinking of Lin Meng's performance in the training room, the other members of Qingye Wugao High School suddenly felt a surge of strength and became excited again.
Lin Meng's current data has reached the third-level professional level, far exceeding the data of all previous Eastern star players, including Shi Xuyang, the recognized strongest player in the previous session. Lin Meng is invincible among his peers.

Wang Qian nodded in satisfaction at the well-behaved appearance of the few people.

"Come on, three, two, one, Qingye Wuhui!"

"No regrets!"

On the Bai Zewu University team side, after a brief checkup, Wang Hai was helped back to the preparation area by the medical team.

Wang Hai is not seriously injured and will be fine after a rest.

"You're quite good at hiding, you've quietly mastered the 'Pan Yun Hand' and now you're suddenly doing something big." Assistant coach Kong Xin smiled and punched Wang Hai on the shoulder.

"Well done." Qin Ying also praised.

Wang Hai completed the task very well. Now they have a certain judgment on the overall strength of Qingye Wugao, so they don’t have to worry too much next time.

"Hehe, it's okay."

Wang Hai smiled and looked at Bai Yu, "Thanks to Bai Yu for helping me practice during this period of time, he told me many tricks of the Panyun Hand."

"It's your own hard work." Bai Yu said.

The Qingye Wugao team members took the medicine and made rapid progress, which Wang Hai and his team could not keep up with.

But they are also making great strides on the road to becoming stronger.
Every team member has grown a lot compared to before, including Wang Hai, Zhang Heng and Yuan Qiu who will be on stage next.

"Come on, Zhang Heng!"

"Come on, Li Fan!"

The referee glanced at the players on both sides who were ready, and picked up the whistle:
"In the second round, Zhang Heng from Bai Ze Wugao vs. Li Fan from Qing Ye Wugao. The match begins."

In the eyes of most viewers, Zhang Heng is the weakest player among the five members of Bai Zewu University Team.
Even the students of Bai Ze Wugao didn't have high expectations for Zhang Heng. As long as he could consume the opponent's physical strength and not give up for nothing,
As the opponent, Li Fan also thought he had met a soft persimmon.

But when Zhang Heng actually took action, they all realized that their impression of Zhang Heng was too stereotyped.
Zhang Heng represents balance, not mediocrity!

He is not as brave as Wang Hai, nor as talented as Yuan Qiu, but he understands himself better than the two of them, and is also better able to figure out his opponents.
He memorized Li Fan's attack habits and the flaws in his martial arts, and used them to counterattack.
His comprehensive combat qualities are also sufficient to support this kind of combat style.

Even though Li Fan's force field was stronger than his, he was still beaten back by him.

The only pity was that Zhang Heng lacked the killer blow. He could suppress Li Fan, but he was unable to win because he was dragged down by Li Fan for too long.
In the final stalemate, the stability of both sides' force fields fell below 20%, and the referee declared it a draw.

This time the result was acceptable to both the audience and the school team.
Wang Qian also praised Li Fan who stepped down. With this change, the situation was actually very favorable for them.
"Ghost" was certain that Zhao Lingyu was not in good condition and would not play, and the final battle between Lin Meng and Bai Yu was completely within her script.

"Please invite both players to the stage."

The referee's call came from the ring, and the players from Aoba Takeo High School walked out of the preparation seat.
Yuan Qiu from Bai Ze Wu Gao, who had finished warming up, was also ready to go on stage.

"Come on, Yuan Qiu." Wang Hai, who had recovered his strength, spoke louder than the others.

"Go ahead." Qin Ying said simply.

I have said everything that should be said in normal times, and practiced everything that should be practiced in normal times. Now it depends on your performance on the spot.

"Ah."

Yuan Qiu nodded his chin and walked towards the ring slowly. His eyes changed from calm to full of fighting desire.
As the third strongest player in the team, he has to fight two!

Three minutes later, several exclamations rang out in the audience. The referee looked at Yuan Qiu, whose hands were red, in amazement and announced the result loudly:
"The winner is Bai Ze Wu Gao Yuan Qiu."

Yuan Qiu, who had been using bleeding martial arts continuously, breathed slowly and nodded to Qin Ying who was sitting on the standby seat behind him, indicating that he could continue. Qin Ying did not stop him when he saw this.

Wang Qian on the other side had a dark face. Yuan Qiu had previously used blood martial arts with difficulty, but now he can use it continuously, showing rapid progress.

She took a deep breath and looked at Wu Jinpeng who was about to take the stage.

Wu Jinpeng is stronger than the previous three, and at her request, Lin Meng also taught her a few ancient martial arts, which should be enough.

"The fourth round, Bai Ze Wugao Yuan Qiu vs. Qing Ye Wugao Wu Jinpeng, the match begins."

After a few simple probing moves, Yuan Qiu got serious. Wu Jinpeng was not intimidated at all and chose to confront him head-on:

Bloody martial arts: Hidden hand breaks the soul!

Ultimate martial arts: Overlord breaking the reins!

The force field reached its limit, blood mist burst out on Yuan Qiu's arm, and the real killer move was hidden in it.

Wu Jinpeng united his waist and horse, and with such a mighty force that he was determined to break Yuan Qiu's attack and injure his bones.

The two moves collided, and with a "hum!", the protective force field outside the ring began to ripple, and the sleeves of the two people in the center of the ring flew around, turning into rags.

And this was only the first move. The confrontation between the two was not over yet. The second and third moves followed closely. The "blade lights and blood shadows" in the sky collided violently, and the protective force field flickered.
At the same time, everyone sitting in the preparation seats of both sides also made their own judgments.
No matter who wins this round, Yuan Qiu or Wu Jinpeng, they will not be able to fight again, and they will have to send someone back to the field.

Qingye Wugao had no choice, and they only had Lin Meng left.

Bai Ze Wugao also has Zhao Lingyu and Bai Yu to choose from.

"Zhao Lingyu is not in good health. As the team doctor, I suggest Bai Yu to play." Lin Jiao spoke at the right time from the back.

"It's okay. I can do it." Zhao Lingyu refused coldly and prepared to get up.

The other members of the team wanted to persuade them, but when they met Zhao Lingyu's gaze, they swallowed the words back.

Qin Ying didn't say anything. She looked at Bai Yu silently. This was Bai Yu's task.

"Let me go. If you beat Lin Meng, all my previous harsh words will be in vain. It's really embarrassing."

Bai Yu put a hand on Zhao Lingyu's shoulder and persuaded her.

Zhao Lingyu was unmoved.
She knew that Bai Yu said this purely out of concern for her health.

But her injury this time is not as serious as last time, and she is completely able to go on the ring.

"I'm really fine, trust me."

As soon as she said this, she suddenly felt Bai Yu pinch her shoulder, just like the time she pinched Bai Yu's deltoid muscle before.

"How stingy! He can remember it so clearly even after just one pinch."

She stared at Bai Yu, and thought of the perfect body she saw a few days ago, and her strong competitive spirit suddenly softened.

"Also, after the competition is over, I will find a day and I will cook for you." Bai Yu continued.

Zhao Lingyu invited him to dinner at the Taotie restaurant that day, but he never returned the invitation. A few days ago, they had dinner together in the school cafeteria, and he was misunderstood by Zhao Lingyu. It was time for him to make amends.

Zhao Lingyu turned her head when she heard the voice. She didn't necessarily want to beat Lin Meng, she was just unhappy with Wang Qian.

"Then win beautifully." She repeated Bai Yu's previous words, "This time I'll have a share."

"Of course." Bai Yu responded, looking around at the enthusiastic audience, "But many viewers may be disappointed."

Judging from the cheers in the previous few games, he could clearly feel that

Most ordinary viewers actually want to see Aoba Takeka defeat them.

It would be even more exciting if Lin Meng could use ancient martial arts to defeat him and Zhao Lingyu in succession.

He understands this idea very well. Everyone likes such legendary rise stories.
However, this was destined to be a false expectation. Lin Meng was just a puppet being controlled, and everyone underestimated him.

(End of this chapter)