The young man was woken up again. He covered his head and stood up from the ground, looking at Qin Yu with a bitter and resentful expression.

Turn around and leave.

After a while, the young man walked back into the ring, but this time he had a helmet on his head.

As the referee announced the start of the game, the young man looked at the motionless Qin Yu in the distance with some confusion.

Should he salute or not?

According to the regulations, you should salute to show respect.

But what's there to respect about this kid? He'll just take the opportunity to hit him on the head!

Looking at the young man's troubled expression, Qin Yu grinned.

"Oh, don't worry, I already understand the rules of the game and I won't attack you sneakily."

Qin Yu's words made the boy's mouth twitch. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly lowered his head.

It's just that his salute this time was very fast, like a dragonfly touching water. After bending down with a whoosh, he raised his head as fast as lightning!

It was at the moment when he raised his head that Qin Yu, who was running desperately towards him, tilted his feet, fell to the ground with a thud, and slid to the front of the young man.

Looking at Qin Yu, who was facing down and sliding to his feet, the young man looked frightened and instinctively hugged his helmet with both hands.

"Referee! Referee, look at him! He wants to sneak attack me again! He wants to sneak attack me again!"

When the referee heard this, his mouth twitched and his expression was very embarrassing.

This guy's running style is so straight that even a fool can tell that he's planning a sneak attack.

But the problem is that he didn't succeed in the sneak attack and even tripped himself. How should this be calculated?

"Well, this shouldn't be considered a sneak attack, at least it wasn't successful..."

The referee said awkwardly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yu's voice suddenly sounded.

Facing down, he suddenly raised the plaster arm of his right hand, thrust it out like lightning, and hit the boy in the crotch.

"That's right, this is called a successful sneak attack!"

"Forehead!!!"

The young man who had been hit by a vital attack rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

Qin Yu's sudden blow also made the referee look frightened, and he scrambled to protect his vitals.

"You boy!!!"

The competition here was quickly stopped, the young man was carried away for medical treatment, and Qin Yu was also carried and thrown off the ring.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, he was chased and beaten by Yuli who ran over. The two guys limped around the competition site three times.

"What a shameful thing! I'll let you sneak attack! Let you sneak attack!"

The teacher Zhao Youran who almost fainted next to him also came over at this time. Seeing this, he rushed forward to hold Qin Yu down without any hesitation and started a mixed doubles match.

"I'm going to embarrass you! I'm going to embarrass you! I'm going to embarrass you!"

In the end, after a group of high-level discussions, Qin Yu was not disqualified.

The reason is very simple. A young man who has suffered huge physical and psychological trauma should not be able to compete in a short period of time.

And Qin Yu's last sneak attack was during the competition, so it was not considered a violation.

So he was not eliminated and successfully advanced.

It's just that his outstanding performance here quickly attracted the attention of all other players.

Seeing how ungrateful this kid was, everyone's initial admiration for him quickly turned into disgust and vigilance.

When he heard the system prompts that kept ringing in his ears, Qin Yu lay down on the rest chair contentedly.

That's right! This is what he wants!

Sure enough, this kind of large-scale competition site is the most suitable place for him to collect energy!

The first round of the competition did not take a short time. After all, these students were the top students selected from thousands of contestants, and each one was stronger than the last.

Without one or two trump cards, you would be embarrassed to enter the ring, so there are many reversals in the battle.

The front foot is in a desperate situation and the back foot breaks out to counterattack. This is a completely normal phenomenon.

So naturally this wastes a lot of time.

In the contestant area, Qin Yu was eating a lot of watermelon while holding a watermelon in his arms.

The teacher next to him, Zhao Youran, was persuading him eloquently, hoping to prevent him from continuing to commit suicide.

With injuries like this and offending people everywhere, she was really afraid that her student would be covered with a white cloth and carried back.

It's a pity that no matter how Zhao Youran tried to persuade him, Qin Yu just looked like that.

You should talk about yours, and I should eat mine.

Want to expect him to give up the game? No way!

As he ate crazily, his injuries gradually recovered.

If he continues at this rate, his injuries will definitely recover as before tonight.

But the problem is that although the students are fighting hard, there are only 100 of them after all.

I'm afraid there will be a second game today.

Qin Yu's eyes rolled around while he was chewing on the watermelon.

Although he succeeded in knocking down one person by relying on a sneak attack without martial ethics and severe injuries to show weakness.

But this group of top students in the school are not all idiots. They have learned from past mistakes and there is no way they will fall for it a second time.

Today's second game is going to be difficult. How can we easily defeat the second competitor?

Sneak attack? This has been done before, but it may not work.

Falling to the ground and pretending to be dead? It's easy for the referee who hates him to directly ask people to carry him away, which is not good.

How about pretending that the injury has recurred, and then stabbing him in the waist when he comes to check?

In fact, if you think about it this way, you don't necessarily have to stab your waist. Where can't you go to the third road?

Gradually making up his mind, Qin Yu, who had eaten and drank enough, began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

Two hours later, when Qin Yu finally recovered from his injury, the first round of competition was completely over.

And the second round of competition has officially begun.

More than a dozen arenas thunder together, and 50 players can decide the winner in just three rounds.

Qin Yu was unfortunately lost in the first round.

He walked onto the stage with a cane and was already ready to disguise himself.

However, after seeing the other party's appearance, Qin Yu's expression froze instantly.

With the sound of footsteps, a woman only about 1m7 tall strode up.

This woman was not wearing a coat and only had a small waistcoat underneath.

Her exposed arm muscles have obvious lines, and her equally exposed abdomen has a clear mermaid line outline.

The most important thing is that this woman has two huge! Curved! Strong turbine-shaped horns on top of her head!

The fighting nation among the sheep tribe! The argali tribe!

The woman who stepped onto the ring had a fierce look in her eyes and suddenly twisted her neck, making a crunching sound.

"Boy! You were the one who hit my old sister, right?"

Qin Yu, who is two meters tall, should be in a strong group.

However, in front of the other party, a very beautiful-looking goat-man who looked like I'm going to kill you, his confidence seemed a little lacking.

This woman looks familiar! If Qin Yu remembers correctly! In the knockout round, there was a gas tank that became a sperm and seemed to look very similar to her...

Seeing the other party clenching his fists and walking towards him, Qin Yu secretly screamed something bad, and suddenly covered his waist with his good hand, screaming non-stop.

"Ouch! It's not good! An old injury has recurred! The lumbar disc has herniated!"

"Herniated disc in your waist? It's okay! I'll help you push it back!"
Chapter completed!