Tresen Red Line Domination

Saint King Halo pursed his lips and said, "I watched your game video yesterday. How should I put it? It was amazing... I thought your championship was not very strong before. I underestimated you. I'm sorry."

"This is how normal people react. There's nothing to apologize for." Zhong Ming smiled indifferently.

"There is one more thing." Saint King Halo paused, looked into Zhong Ming's eyes and said seriously: "Please don't feel sorry for me. Even if I have lost four games in a row, I don't need others to feel sorry for me. If you want to be my trainer out of pity for me, I will never agree."

Her eyes were full of stubbornness and determination.

Saint King Halo knows that she is not very likable. She doesn't like to eat with other classmates, nor does she like to go shopping with others. She studies every day except for training, but her performance in the competition is also terrible. Now she assumes that Zhong Ming will come to help her. She is so narcissistic.

A disgusting narcissist.

This should be the image now.

Saint King Halo slightly shifted his gaze away, not daring to look at Zhong Ming's expression, and was about to bow and leave.

At this time she heard Zhong Ming's words.

"That's it, I understand."

The tone was neither angry nor cold. He just treated it as an ordinary matter and maintained a friendly attitude.

Saint King Halo was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw Zhong Ming's clear eyes in a trance. After coming back to his senses, he bowed slightly to him, turned around and left, slowly walking into the elevator.

I pressed the button for the first floor, the elevator door slowly closed, and the elevator shook slightly before moving vertically downwards.

It was the first time she encountered such a reaction. Because of her excessive efforts, even unfamiliar horse girls would show pitiful and sympathetic expressions when they saw her when they heard about her consecutive defeats. Even the president would look at her with a softer gaze.

This did not comfort her, but only made her clench her fists even more. She did not want sympathy or pity, she just wanted others to look at her normally. Zhong Ming did this, and he spoke to her in a normal tone without caring about winning or losing.

Saint King Halo tilted her head slightly, a beautiful emerald green dress outlining her slender body curves, the ends of her long brown hair were curled and fell on her fair shoulders, and the corners of her mouth raised an imperceptible arc.

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Saint King Halo returned to Central Tresen, knocked on the door and walked into the Student Union Room to submit his application to Rudolph Symbol.

"GII Aoba Award? This is a challenge, but if you want to participate, I have no reason to stop you..." Rudolph looked at the Holy King's halo and nodded with a smile. He stared at it for two seconds and said strangely, "You seem to be in a good mood. Did anything good happen to you?"

"Well... sort of. I met Trainer Zhong Ming from the Ming Wang Team." Saint King Halo pursed his lips to maintain a calm expression, blinked and asked Rudolph, "Is the President familiar with him?"

Rudolf's expression froze for a moment, and his eyes turned to the other side:

"It's OK. Not much talk."

Take a bath.jpgpppsq~ t&Chapter 652: Another rice bath?tChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968328/.htmlq~ ?pt ?After the Saint King's halo left, Zhong Ming took out the clean sportswear and four cakes from the paper bag. The three hungry dogs in the room pounced on him at once, but Zhong Ming didn't care and looked at the sportswear in his hand.

"It's washed quite clean, and it's hand-washed." Zhong Ming muttered as he touched the soft surface of the sportswear. The emerald green girl was indeed decent and considerate.

"I can wash it by hand, too!" Seeing Zhong Ming's praise, Xin Xin Guanghui, who was gnawing on the cake, immediately raised his hand.

"You broke one last month. Let's just use the washing machine." Zhong Ming rolled his eyes. He also tried the cake brought by Saint King Halo. Although the portion was only the size of a palm, it was exquisitely made and tasted good.

"Can you hire him as our chef?" asked Oguruma with shining eyes.

"She looks like a training maniac. She probably doesn't have the time." Zhong Ming shook his head.

Are you really qualified to say this... The three horse racing girls looked at Zhong Ming and thought.

"Buzz-"

The cell phone on the table rang. Zhong Ming saw that it was Yaezhe Wudi calling, so he picked up the call. Before he could say anything, he heard her scream.

"Master Zhong Ming, help—"

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The Vajra Eightfold Wall School.

Zhong Ming came back from the nearby I-house and walked into the dojo. He said to Yae Wudi who was kneeling in the dojo and waiting, "We have found the doctor from Central Tresen. Trainer Miyazaki is fine. He just...is sick again."

My butt problem is back.

Yae Wudi's usually calm face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhong Ming. I didn't see you get up early in the morning, so I went to his room to look for him. I saw him lying unconscious in the room and bleeding a lot. I was panicked and called you."

Generally speaking, you should call 120 first, right?

Zhong Ming looked at Yazhong Wudi helplessly. She trusted him so much that she told him at the first time, so he couldn't say anything to reprimand her.

Zhong Ming looked at Maruzenski, who was eating biscuits and drinking tea with his legs spread out beside Yae Wudi.

"Thanks to me for making it in time, otherwise Trainer Miyazaki would have been injured. I also lent him my beloved car." Maruzenski said with a smile, shaking his head.

Recalling the way Zhong Ming accelerated by stepping on the accelerator just now, even her face became a little stiff, followed by a feeling of refreshment.

What a great driver he is. Next time, let him drive my car and go out for a ride together, and drive directly on the highway... Maruzenski looked Zhong Ming up and down with excitement, as if he was looking at a glittering treasure.

Zhong Ming was afraid that Trainer Miyazaki might have something else to do, so he also sat down to accompany Yae Wudi to prevent her from getting nervous.

"By the way, Master Zhong Ming, I have some questions about martial arts recently, and I would like to learn from you..." Yaye Wudi suddenly turned around and looked at Zhong Ming.

"Eh? A fight? I want to see it, I want to see it." Maruzenski said excitedly, blinking his shining eyes.

"It's not a fight, it's a martial arts exchange." Zhong Ming corrected, and did not refuse Yaye Wudi's request. He smiled and nodded and stood in the center of the dojo with her.

Yaye Wudi tightened the black belt around his waist and looked at Zhong Ming opposite him. After thinking for a moment, he said to Zhong Ming: "Master Zhong Ming, I have grown very fast recently. You have to be careful."

In the past two days, she dreamed about the competition with Zhong Ming every day. From being completely unable to fight back on the first day to being able to hit Zhong Ming in the dream now, she felt that she had grown a lot and did not want Zhong Ming to be defeated by her because of carelessness.

After all, she is a decent lady. If it was a new brilliance, she would probably hide secretly and pretend to be dead, and then poke Zhong Ming's kidney when they were sparring. But Yazhe Wudi Guangfeng Jiyue would not do such a thing. She even had to tell Zhong Ming in advance to prevent him from being careless.

Zhong Ming was also stunned for a moment and sighed.

What a simple child! In previous competitions, the two of them combined had more than 800 minds and could set three traps in one step. Such qualities are becoming increasingly rare.

"Okay, I understand." Zhong Ming smiled and nodded.

Yaye Wudi felt that Zhong Ming did not listen to him. After hesitating for a moment, he made a firm look, took a step forward and punched out with a sound of breaking through the air, directly towards Zhong Ming's chest.

Zhong Ming's hand pushed up from bottom to top like lightning, showing surprise. The fist was a little light. Was it a trap?

Yayou didn't care at all that her invincible offensive was interrupted. She had a calm expression and turned half a step. She swung her other hand in the air to attack from Zhong Ming's right side. If nothing unexpected happened, the back of her fist would hit Zhong Ming's face. This was how she hit Zhong Ming in her dream, which made her happy for a long time when she woke up in the morning.

"call!"

Yaezhe’s invincible fist made a gust of wind and hit Zhong Ming’s cheek hard.

Yaye Wudi showed a look of joy on his face, but then he stopped in a panic and asked hurriedly: "Master Zhong Ming, are you okay..."

When she said this, she was suddenly stunned. She remembered that in the dream, Zhong Ming took a few steps back when he was hit by this punch. However, when she punched him just now, Zhong Ming's feet did not move at all, and his upper body did not move at all, as if the power in her fist fell into the ocean and disappeared.

"It hurts a bit, that was a good punch."

Zhong Ming nodded to Yahei Wudi: "But there is still a lot of gap in strength."

I can see it...

Yaye Wudi felt a little powerless as she watched Zhong Ming rub his face with a calm expression. The trump card she had prepared for a long time did not fail, but the result made her more sad than the failure.

No effect at all.

But soon Yaye Wudi regained her spirit. It was natural that Zhong Ming was stronger than in her dream, and she should continue to work hard.

"You are indeed martial arts masters." Maruzenski applauded in amazement and said to the two of them.

"I'm not a master. I'm far from being as good as Master Zhong Ming." Yaye Wudi retorted seriously.

“No, no, you are already very good.” Zhong Ming shook his head and said, “If I were the master of the dojo, I would definitely give you the title of a teacher.”

Yaye Wudi suddenly turned around and looked at Zhong Ming, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Ming asked curiously.

“…It’s not easy to formally apply to the government for a dojo in Japan right now. If Master Zhong Ming wants a dojo, it would be best for him to get married.” Yae Wudi nodded.

Zhong Ming shook his head: "Forget it, I don't have any idea about managing so many people."

Maruzenski still looked carefree, and said to Zhong Ming: "Speaking of which, the Mingwang team has achieved two good results again, congratulations... But it's a pity that I know a horse racing girl."

She shrugged as she said this.

"Holy King Halo?" Zhong Ming asked.

"Oh? You know her too?" Maruzenski raised his eyebrows slightly. "Her next opponent is very strong, and I heard that she fell and got injured during training this morning, although it was only a minor skin injury."

Maruzenski looked at Zhong Ming teasingly and said, "As a trainer, aren't you helping?"

"She said she doesn't need my help." Zhong Ming said.

"Really? That can't be helped."

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Saint King Halo was sitting in the restaurant with a plate in hand. Ulala, sitting opposite her, was eating fried cutlets with great energy and could finish three pieces in two bites. However, this amusing scene did not make Saint King Halo smile, because she could feel the eyes of people around her falling on the medical tape on her face and feet.

And because of her recent four-game losing streak, people are looking at her with more and more pity.

Saint King Halo remained calm as he ate the food on his plate meticulously. After finishing, he clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you for the treat."

"I'm going to train, do you want to come, Halo?" Ulala invited excitedly.

"Forget it, I have my own training schedule." Saint King Halo shook his head.

"Really? Then I'm leaving!"

Holy King Halo looked at Ulala's back. Although she said so, she actually didn't know what training she should do. After all, she had already lost four games.

If it was Trainer Zhong Ming from the Ming Wang Team, he would definitely know. Saint King Halo couldn't help but think, but she really didn't want anyone to help her out of pity.

Saint King Halo sighed and prepared to go out for a rest. Suddenly, at the gate of Tresen, he saw Zhong Ming and others who had started training in the Big Cedar Park.

Then can I imitate the training of the Ming Wang team? Saint King Halo hesitated.

Isn't this a bit bad?

At this time, she saw a petite black figure also following suit to train together.

Mi Yu, does she also train with the Ming Wang team?

She doesn't seem to be on the Mingwang team either, right?

Saint King Halo hesitated for a moment, and squatted at the gate of Central Tresen the next morning when Zhong Ming and others appeared. She hurriedly patted the dew on her body, put on a mask and sunglasses, and observed Zhong Ming and others like a kidnapper.

She started to follow Zhong Ming and the others one minute after they started.

That way, even if they see her after running back, they won't think she's following them.

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Zhong Ming looked back and saw someone following him from a distance.

It seems like someone is following you secretly?

Another rice bath? pppsq~ t+Chapter 652 Isn't this indecent tChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968329/.htmlq~ ?pt)? Zhong Ming looked back for a while and continued to look ahead without caring. He ran all the way to the foot of the mountain of Quanming Temple and stopped. Several horse racing girls lay down under the torii, panting.

"Drink some water and take a rest." Zhong Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to them. The weather was fine today, but it was a bit hot to run.

Xiao Limao and the others nodded weakly, Shining Glory weakly took out the water bottle from its backpack and poked it at its forehead, finding several places before putting it to its mouth. Mi Yu was a small-sized horse girl like Shining Glory, but Mi Yu sat on the stone steps sipping the water one sip at a time. Although she was sweating profusely, she was still very energetic.

Hmm...it is indeed the power of horse, three stages.

Zhong Ming thought as he looked at the new light.

"Are you saying bad things about me?" Xin Xin Guanghui's ears suddenly twitched, and he immediately looked up at Zhong Ming warily.

"Are you so tired? You're even hallucinating?" Zhong Ming was not panicked. Instead, an expression of surprise appeared on his face.

Brand New Glory tilted his head and thought for a moment, then made sure that he hadn't heard any sound and continued to lie down as a corpse.

The nose is quite sensitive... Zhong Ming complained in his heart, but he was not disappointed. Instead, he felt very gratified. Such progress of Xin Xin Guanghui was slightly beyond his imagination.

Maybe I can speed up my pace, Zhong Ming thought.

Zhong Ming thought about it and looked back to the place where he and others were running to. There was a figure approaching slowly.

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"what……"

Saint King Halo saw several figures under the torii. She supported her knees with her hands, lowered her head and breathed hard.

If she hadn't seen them running back, and there were no cars or buses, she would have suspected that the Ming Wang team had already gone back. After all, this was 20 kilometers...

Is this really morning exercise? It’s already the total length of one day, no, two days of training for other horse girls, right?

Does the Mingwang team maintain this intensity in training every day?

I am actually proud of my regular training. The Mingwang Team who came to the Central Committee later than her trains harder and trains more. No wonder their results are better.