Tresen Red Line Domination

Qi Cao stared at Zhong Ming and suddenly saw his wrist and ankle move at the same time. The next moment, everything went dark before her eyes.

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Yae Wudi suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sitting cross-legged in the dojo, but it was not the dojo of the Kongo Yaeguchi-ryu. She turned her head and looked at another person in the dojo, Zhong Ming.

"Master?" pppsq~ t.Chapter 652: A Championship without DifficultytChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968315/.htmlq~ Npt#? Yae Wudi looked down at herself and found herself sitting on the edge of the dojo in a white judo uniform. There was someone sitting next to her dressed in the same way. Compared to the empty dojo, there were not many people, but compared to the empty appearance of Kongo Yaeguchi even on New Year's Day, it was a world of difference.

Gather here... to compete?

Yae Wudi glanced at Zhong Ming in the middle of the dojo, then turned to look at the banner facing the main entrance of the dojo.

I have heard of Yangshen Cup, a competition in the martial arts world.

Is this the dream about Master Zhong Ming participating in the competition? Why?

Although Yae Wudi was surprised, she was not afraid. She looked towards the outside of the dojo with calm eyes. The place outside the forest gradually became blurred, like an oil painting smeared with water, which made her sure that she was indeed a dream.

Is it a joke by the three goddesses, or a prank by some goblin?

Yae Wudi didn't know the truth, but she had heard from Meili Sunday that there was a legend that a ghost visited the Ritsuto dormitory every night.

Yaezhe Wudi looked at Zhong Ming in the center of the dojo. He looked a little more childish than he does now, not as reserved and ordinary as she had seen him in reality. Now he looked more like a sharp sword, and his eyes were as sharp as a dagger. This made Yaezhe Wudi pause slightly and tense his body, and he had a higher opinion of Zhong Ming.

Assuming that this Master Zhong Ming was his senior year of high school, um... should be his second year of high school, then the Master Zhong Ming in reality must be more powerful than he is now. After all, the Master Zhong Ming in his dream is already so terrifying.

Yae Wudi thought about it, tightened the black belt around her waist, and stood opposite Zhong Ming. She wanted to compete with Zhong Ming and improve herself!

Yae Wudi did not underestimate Zhong Ming just because he was a little immature, but she believed that she would be able to win after a hard fight. First, she was probably one year older than Zhong Ming; second, she had known Zhong Ming before, which gave her an advantage in the intelligence war; third... she was very powerful!

Yae Mudi isn’t the type to show off, but Zhong Ming said… she’s awesome!

Yae Wudi pursed her lips and calmly observed Zhong Ming opposite her. Seeing that there were many flaws in the opponent's posture, she nodded slightly. It turned out that he was still not mature enough.

She thought for a moment and found that Zhong Ming on the other side had no intention of attacking. She nodded and said, "Excuse me."

Yae Wudi clenched her fists and used the Kongo Yae-gaki style of boxing to hit Zhong Ming's weak spots, namely his left shoulder and left waist. He was completely unprotected in these two places, and this attack at least allowed her to take the initiative.

And she suddenly saw Zhong Ming quickly adjust his posture, stretch out his left hand to grab her arm, use his left foot to hold her forward foot, and use his waist to swing her hard, and her back fell heavily on the floor of the dojo, with the ceiling of the dojo in front of her.

The scenery in front of him changed rapidly, and by the time he reacted, Yae Wudi was already sitting on the edge of the dojo again, wearing a white judo uniform with a black belt tied around his waist beautifully and symmetrically, just like at the beginning.

It took Yajue Invincible two seconds to react.

Scammed?

Zhong Ming's flaw just now was completely fake, just to trick her into attacking.

This is not an inexperienced young man at all; he is a strong man who has gone through hundreds of battles.

Yae Wudi suddenly felt a little confused. Zhong Ming had said that she was very powerful...

But, before he fully grew up, he killed her instantly in one round even though she was well prepared?

Am I...very good?

Yae Wudi frowned. Maybe... it was because I was careless just now.

Try it again this time!

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"Hmm...it seems that I am still slightly better, but I am not sure about the future."

Rudolph symbolly leaned against the railing beside the track and murmured with a laugh. She didn't expect to come to this strange dream again. She ran a lap with Zhong Ming, who had grown a little compared to the previous dream. She won by a margin of one horse length.

Compared to the night run in reality, Zhong Ming in the dream was a little weaker. After all, this was when he had not yet reached his peak.

Rudolph blinked his noble purple eyes, curiously looking at Zhong Ming standing on the runway, and suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Speaking of which, he shouldn't be able to take off his clothes...right?"

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A yellow tennis ball with two white arc stripes on the top and bottom flew towards her again. The murderous feeling made Saint King Halo sit up suddenly from the bed. She rubbed her aching temple and looked around with a confused look.

The quilt had an emerald green edge with lace, and on the bedside were notes she had taken to review her theory class before going to bed. On the wall were two big Chinese characters for "first-class" written by herself with a brush. This made her realize that she was really awake, and it was not like the nightmare that kept repeating itself.

The blood vessels in my forehead start throbbing when I think of the Nightmare Saint King Halo. What kind of way is that to play tennis? It's totally nonsense!

She and her mother played tennis together when they were young. Although that was all she knew, she also knew some basic tennis rules. But in that dream, the guy on the opposite side was like a killer, constantly firing balls that could penetrate the barbed wire, and aimed directly at her head, as if he was pointing a sniper rifle at her.

"It's terrible, that guy is not human at all, why did I have such a nightmare..." Saint King Halo touched her forehead and found that she was sweating from fear. People around her murmured, "But why does that person seem a little familiar?"

But I really don’t know that person.

Saint King Halo's gaze swept through the dormitory and stopped at a poster on the headboard of his roommate Ulala's bed. On the poster was a young man looking into the camera with two lines of words below.

"Seventeen crowns."

"Contestant Zhong Ming."

Seventeen crowns, is he better than the president?

Saint King Halo knew that this was a super niche player that Ulala liked very much. He rubbed his head and muttered, "Maybe I have nightmares because I see it every day. Forget it... Let's take a shower and go for morning exercise."

"boom!"

The door was opened, and Ulala's pink hair fluttered lively. The joy in her eyes could infect anyone who was feeling depressed. She was slightly petite, and her pink eyes were very attractive.

"Good morning, Holy King~" Ulala, wearing sportswear and carrying a backpack, greeted Holy King Halo lively, "I brought you some specialties!"

Saint King Halo smiled at Ulala's return and asked, "How was the game?"

This time, Ulala went to a local racecourse, which was incomparable to Funabashi Racecourse, let alone the four major racecourses.

"Fifth place!" Ulala made a "V" sign to the Holy King's Halo and smiled with her white teeth.

Saint King Halo also showed a gentle smile: "Congratulations."

She was also happy that her good friend could achieve outstanding results.

Saint King Halo thought about it and picked up his phone to search for the race. Suddenly, the words of congratulations choked in his throat. There were five horse girls participating in that race, and Ulala came in fifth, which means...

When Saint King Halo saw Ulala packing clothes and putting them into the closet with an innocent smile on her face, he couldn't help but admire her. If it were her, she would definitely not smile after achieving such a result.

This is not intended to belittle Ulala, but a sincere compliment. It is easy to say that you should fight again and again after repeated failures, but how many people can maintain a high morale even after losing all the time? Ulala in front of us is such an admirable little hero.

Ulala's full name is "HaruUrara", which means "Chun Li Ulala", but she is very good at closing the distance and people can just call her Ulala. Fortunately, Holy King Halo's roommate is Ulala, otherwise, with her self-confessed somewhat awkward personality, it would not be so easy for her to make friends.

"Ulala is so powerful..." Saint King Halo couldn't help but sigh.

Wu Lala put the clothes into the closet, put her hands on her waist and puffed out her chest and said: "This is what I learned from contestant Zhong Ming. No matter what you encounter, you must work hard and have a positive attitude!"

Saint King Halo looked at the poster again and muttered, "Is he that powerful? I heard that he is also a trainer of Central Treson, right?"

"Does the Holy King also want to join the Ming King team?" Ulala asked curiously.

"No, of course not." Saint King Halo flatly denied: "I am a 'first-class' horse girl, so naturally I have to join a 'first-class' trainer team. The first choice must be the Rigil team of trainer Tojo Hana."

Wulala tilted her head and looked at the Holy King Halo and sighed, "Holy Light is really obsessed with 'first-class', but contestant Zhong Ming is also first-class, no, super first-class."

Saint King Halo whispered, "Because I was named after my mother... and I don't recognize the championship of a small competition that has no gold content. Anyway, the intensity is the same as the sports competitions organized by the elderly in the community."

Saint King Halo changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

"Are you going to train? Didn't you catch a cold yesterday?" Ulala was worried about her roommate's health.

"It's just a minor cold." Saint King Halo said nonchalantly, waving his hand and saying, "I've washed your quilt and pillow for you these few days. If you're tired, just go to sleep."

"Really? The Saint King never takes care of his body..."

Holy King Halo didn't care what Ulala said behind her. She continued walking forward and started training after reaching the training ground. Her daily training volume was half more than that of ordinary horse girls. She didn't feel it was hard. This was her effort to become a first-class horse girl.

After running a few laps, Saint King Halo took a break and wiped the sweat off her face with a towel. The sun had just risen at this time, and she was probably the only one training in Central Treson.

Saint King Halo was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a slight shout, and it came from outside Tresen.

who is it?

Saint King Halo thought for a moment and walked to the school gate. She saw four figures warming up at the entrance of the Great Cedar Tree Park not far away. One of them was the person she was most impressed with.

Trainer Zhong Ming.

It's not a difficult championship. Saint King Halo thought. pppsq~ t5Chapter 652 A deal worth tens of millions, not a loss...tChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968316/.htmlq~ Rpt ? "It turns out that I'm not the only one who started training so early..."

Saint King Halo looked at the four figures who were warming up and muttered something in a low voice, but it was still heard by the strong but kind guard next to him. He laughed in the black guard uniform that was stretched tight by his muscles:

"Trainer Zhong Ming is a man of good health. It should be his habit to get up early in the morning to exercise."

Saint King Halo looked at them curiously and asked, "Are you familiar with him?"

Didn’t he just come to the central government in January this year?

"He is a very nice person, and he often sent us some delicious and juicy fruits. He is a very good trainer." The guard said, "He was also a very good player before."

Here it comes again, no matter how good an ordinary athlete is, it won’t surprise her much…

Holy King Halo complained in her heart, but in order to become a "first-class" horse girl, she tried her best to align her etiquette with Rudolph Symbol and Mejiro Aldan and other horse girls, and nodded slightly and said, "So he is such a powerful person."

“If Miss Halo hasn’t found a trainer yet, perhaps you could try to contact Trainer Zhong Ming…” The guard gave a heartfelt suggestion to the horse girls in Central Tresen, all of whom hoped that they could run better results.

"I'll think about it."

Saint King Halo replied, looking at the four figures warming up at the entrance of Big Cedar Park, she turned around and went back to Central Tresen to continue training. Just after taking two steps, she heard a loud bang like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

"boom!"

Because they were at a distance, the Holy King's aura had already dissipated a little by the time she heard it. She looked up in confusion: "Where is the thunder?"

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"Gululu..."

Zhong Ming tilted his head back and took a sip of light salt water to replenish his water. He turned around and saw three horse racing girls gasping for breath against the low wall that separated the road from the sea. The semicircular blue sea water below the embankment was sparkling. He turned around and observed the three of them for a moment.

Xin Xin Guang Hui looked like she was about to turn pale and die, she usually looked like this, but today she looked more tortured than usual; Fujimasa March also seemed to have dark circles under her eyes, as if she didn't sleep well, and she was always thinking about things, looking a little doubtful about life. Well, I have to consider the impact of "My Good Dream Running Coupon" on my sleep in the future, and don't use it a few days before the competition, so as not to have poor sleep.

Zhong Ming looked at Xiao Limao again and found that she was no different from usual, but seemed to be thinking about something.

"Well, everyone is making good progress. Knowing how to think is also progress. The effect is obvious..."

Zhong Ming nodded with satisfaction, and then began to despise the system in his heart.

Such a useful thing is not sold in the Uma Musume shop. Even if it is a bit expensive, even if it is 10 million yen... Well, although I don’t buy it, I also have the right to choose. Do you think I’m a poor guy?

Zhong Ming cursed the system, quickly adjusted his mentality, and said to the three people: "Let's continue training, and try to catch up with me this time."

"it is good."

"I see."

"Good~"

Two responses and one howl.

Zhong Ming smiled and continued to run with them along the national highway.

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Yae Mudi woke up in a two-story house near the Kongo Yaegaki-ryu dojo. From getting up to fold the quilt to brushing her teeth and washing her face to cleaning the dojo, she frowned.

She suddenly put the broom against the wall of the dojo, clenched her fist and punched the air with a loud "whoosh" sound.

Punching like the wind and stomping on the earth is how the Kongo Yajū Ryu is described, and it is also her current level, but she still frowned tightly.

She recalled her experience in her dream last night. There was nothing wrong with her condition, and she did not relax at all. She always looked very serious. However, in 145 duels, she only lasted a round ten times. The rest were all killed instantly. They were either thrown to the ground or their fists stopped at her vital points and waited for her to admit defeat.

And those ten times she was only lucky enough to dodge two rounds, but was quickly taken down again.

"Is the gap between me and Master Zhong Ming so huge..." Yaezhe Wudi muttered absentmindedly.

Of course, she had always believed that Zhong Ming was stronger than her, and was also a considerate martial arts master, completely worthy of being called "Master". She thought that it would take her about a year or two to catch up with Zhong Ming.

But Yaye Wudi suddenly realized that Zhong Ming's strength might be even stronger than she thought. Although she had watched Zhong Ming's game videos before, it was completely different from facing him in real life.

Zhong Ming was already much stronger than she is now a few years ago, and the opponents he faced might have been stronger than her, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a tough fight as in the match video.

"Hmm..." Yae Wudi thought silently, picked up the phone and wanted to ask Zhong Ming, but was worried about disturbing him, so he hesitated for a moment.

"crunch-"

The toilet door behind the dojo opened, and Master Miyazaki came out holding his butt with a green face. When he saw Yae Mudi, he immediately pretended to be nothing and stood there, trying his best to suppress the grin on his face. He didn't want his embarrassing look to be seen by his juniors.

Why are hemorrhoids so painful...

When Yae Wudi saw him coming out, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, is Master Zhong Ming very powerful?"

Master Miyazaki looked at her strangely and said, "Don't you know this? He defeated all the opponents in the Yangshen Cup. Our distant relative of Kongo Yaegaki-ryu, the junior of the karate master Yamaguchi Gogen, also participated. He lost in the preliminary round before he met Zhong Ming."

Yae Wudi remembered that she had met that cousin when she was a child, and he was also a very powerful person. She had only had the impression that Zhong Ming was very powerful before, but she didn't expect that Zhong Ming was even more powerful than she thought.