Chapter 97 Selection for the Four Schools Competition
Of course, Zhang Qingrou knew Li Ruogu and met him twice in Tianxingyuan. He Qizhou also told them what happened in the Taoist temple that day. His evaluation of Li Ruogu's strength was: better than Yang Shan.
Of course, Zhang Qingrou was not willing to let go of such an opportunity to flex her muscles, and she didn't want Liu Junzhi to retreat without a fight and become the object of ridicule. After hearing Duan Xianjue's instructions, she took the initiative and attacked with all her strength. Zhang Qingrou was already a natural person. The victory was due to his outstanding light kung fu, quick movements, and a series of dazzling attacks. The onlookers cheered. Li Ruogu, on the other hand, did not want to fully expose his strength, and wanted to give Miss Zhang some face. He just ignored the moves as if nothing had happened. There was really nowhere to retreat. When the time comes, he will attack with a move to obtain his body position.
Of course, the students who were watching were not fools. After thirty or forty moves, most of them saw the trick. They were surprised that the literature and history class had hidden such a master. After another series of strong attacks, Zhang Qingrou’s internal strength was almost exhausted. After finishing the work, she said to herself just now. He was also very satisfied with his performance. He pouted at Li Ruogu and said, "No fight, no fight." Wu Zi walked out of the fighting pavilion and stood next to Liu Junzhi.
Apart from the dumbfounded onlookers, the happiest person was Duan Xianjue, who acted as the referee himself. His voice trembled with excitement: "Li Ruogu wins!"
At the end of the first round, except for He Qizhou and Li Ruogu, the rest were from the training class. More and more students were watching. The students in the first few rows were all asked to sit on the ground and watch the battle, while a foot in the inner circle was Ignoring the requests of the students behind them, a dozen or so people were sparsely noisy. Compared to the crowds in other places, this place was actually quite empty. A few defeated students also stood here. As the battles ended, , cheers would be heard from time to time among these people, and the one in the middle was none other than Jiang Shuo.
In the first battle of the second round, Yang Shan faced off against a student from the D-class class. Another shout came from the crowd: "Three to one, I bet on Yang Shan", "I bet four to one", "Ten to one" "In the end, Jiang Shuo called, but no one answered.
"Twenty to one" Jiang Shuo raised the price again. A fat man in his early twenties next to Jiang Shuo said: "I bet five taels and I'll give it to you!"
There was no suspense after the battle. The man expressionlessly threw five taels of silver to a student next to Jiang Shuo. The student next to Jiang Shuo already had a lot of banknotes and broken silver in his hands. He had obviously won. A lot.
In the next three battles, Lin Chuan, Jiang Damin and a fourth-ranked Ding Nian student successfully won. In the fifth battle, Qi Zhou played again. His opponent, ranked 12th in the training class, was named Wang Han. He had a bye in the last round. The people betting on the game were obviously familiar with Wang Han. Someone made a bid of three to one, and Wang Han won. The man whispered next to the fat man who had just lost five taels: "I heard from Professor Tingbian that that person is He Yiquan. , I don’t have the same lineage, and I practice foreign martial arts.”
It turns out that in foreign martial arts, the maximum number of taps is two or three. After thinking about it in his mind, the fat man shouted: "Five to one".
Jiang Shuo glanced sideways at the fat man and said, "I'll bet you fifty taels."
The person who originally called three to one regretted it, but did not dare to call more, so he said to Jiang Shuo: "I will stake Wang Han for another hundred taels. Do you still dare to follow?"
"Too little, I'll bet you fifty taels too!" Jiang Shuo said.
The words passed to Fatty’s ears were obviously heard by him, “Okay, I’ll follow!”
Wang Han, who was in the middle realm of the Four Meridians, never expected that he would be knocked out of the war pavilion by a "kid" from the Class A of Literature and History who had not yet mastered the First Meridian. The two students each lost 250 taels.
He barely cried for his father and called his mother for his mother. He was so angry that he didn't dare to direct it at Jiang Shuo. He just looked at the stunned Wang Han and the smug He Qizhou with murderous eyes.
Jiang Shuo was in a good mood and waved to Qi Zhou frequently. When he realized that Qi Zhou saw him, he raised the banknote in his hand and mouthed "Danfeng Street" to Qi Zhou.
In the next round, Li Ruogu appeared, and his opponent was the C-year student ranked thirteenth in the training class. No one opened the market for a while. Jiang Shuo saw that everyone was about to enter the court, so he said: "Fat He, Xiaoyanei, I will give you a chance to make a comeback.
Five to one, Li Ruogu wins." Seeing the confusion on their faces, he added: "Ten to one!"
The fat man said excitedly: "Okay, I'll bet another fifty taels!" The guy called "Xiao Ya Nei" took out some broken silver from his arms and said, "There's only so much left, so bet it all!"
The process was almost the same as the last battle with Zhang Qingrou. After holding on for thirty or forty moves, Li Ruogu quietly exerted his strength and swept his exhausted opponent out of the fighting booth. Fatty was provoked, and the gang in Xiaoyan scolded him. And Jiang
Shuo's wanton laughter made the two of them furious.
The next two pairs fought extremely fiercely, and the last winner was slightly injured. Due to the rules of the competition, he had to face Yang Shan who was waiting for work without much rest. The man gave up without much thinking.
Well, after all, we have already experienced the opponent's strength in the training class, and if we continue to fight, we will not get any benefits except aggravating the injury.
Lin Chuan still won without any suspense after taking the field. Being ranked in front of Jiang Damin, there is no doubt about his strength. Even if Jiang Shuo raised the bet to 30 to 1, no one among those dandy boys bet. Next, Jiang Damin will face off.
Li Ruogu, when He Qizhou brought Yang Shan and the others to school, Jiang Damin and his classmate Huang Zhendong were the most famous young people in Tianxingyuan. The two martial arts places were almost in their pockets. Now they faced the mysterious Li Ruogu, who would win or lose?
It was still unpredictable. The little fat man was a little eager to test it out, but he didn't dare to speak casually. Instead, Jiang Shuo took the lead and opened the market again: "Two to one, Li Ruogu wins." Seeing that no one responded to him, he quoted another ratio.
Five to one, Li Ruogu wins." The people around him looked at him like a fool, and someone muttered: "Who doesn't know that Jiang Damin is your man, liar!"
Jiang Shuo didn't mind and said with a smile: "There are only the last two games. If you miss it, you won't be able to make up your money!" However, no one placed a bet. Jiang Damin ranked 75th on the latest martial arts rankings.
Li Ruogu tried his best in this battle and finally cheered up Li Ruogu. In the first two games, he mostly used Emei Kungfu to deal with the enemy. This battle was mixed with Tianshan sect martial arts that are not common among academy students. His handsome face and graceful figure caused a stir.
The few girls cheered.
Still after thirty or forty moves, Jiang Damin admitted his defeat calmly and walked towards Jiang Shuo with a look of regret on his face, silently. Jiang Shuo patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's no shame that his skills are inferior to those of others. That guy has already obtained the Tianshan Sect."
True, I guess even that Jie Yuan may not be his opponent. Come with me to the city for a drink in the evening."
"Li Ruogu wins!" Duan Xianjue almost laughed out loud: "The next battle will be between Huang Zhendong and He Qizhou."
"Five to one, He Qizhou wins! It's the last game. If you want to bet, hurry up! Why, no one bets on five to one? Ten to one, I'll give you the last chance!" Jiang Shuozhi was very proud and teased everyone.
The fat man probably lost five or six hundred taels. He stamped his foot cruelly and said, "I bet, one hundred taels!"
Xiaoyanei also wanted to borrow some money from the fat man, but the fat man refused with disgust. Jiang Shuo waved happily and said: "Come on, come on, I'll lend you a penny, ten days a day. If I can pay it back today, I won't count you."
Interest."
The little yamen said angrily: "Liar! Borrow fifty taels and pledge Huang Zhendong."
"Okay, if you win, I'll pay you four hundred and fifty taels." Jiang Shuo was happy, and turned to Qi Zhou who walked into the war pavilion and shouted loudly: "Hey Qi Zhou, all my wealth is bet on
It’s on you, if you lose, don’t even think about me paying back the medicine money!”
Huang Zhendong, who is in the upper realm of the Four Meridians, is ranked eighty-nine on the current martial arts examination list. He is one of the two people on the list of Tianxingyuan. He was in the same class as Jiang Damin. He originally had a high self-esteem, but after Yang Shanlinchuan came, he gradually became less
Confidence, seeing Jiang Damin lose to an A-year student, he became even more cautious when facing Qi Zhou who asked Liu Junzhi to retreat without a fight, and did not take the initiative to take action. He just stood there and waited for Qi Zhou to attack, hoping to rely on
After the four meridians are connected, the true energy can quickly circulate throughout the body's internal strength. If Qi Zhou exchanges fists, the opponent will eventually run out of power if one of his meridians is not connected.
In normal times, with He Qizhou's ability, the opponent would only be able to hold on for a few more moves. However, now He Qizhou's injuries were only seven to eight points better. Although he only threw six punches in the last round, his whole body was aching. Seeing the opponent's...
Standing still like a tortoise, Qi Zhou could not predict his opponent's movements by virtue of his familiarity with the moves of various schools. After several moves, he received two punches from each other but did not get much advantage. After taking a breath, he and the opponent
Confronted.
Huang Zhendong felt the power of Qi Zhou's punch and gave up the idea of taking the initiative to attack. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be in a trance, the students onlookers burst into boos. But He Qizhou couldn't help but strike again, this time the target was the opponent's lower plate.
Since you don't move, I will force you to move, and sweep the opponent with a brutal whip. Huang Zhendong secretly laughed in his heart, you can't hold your breath, what's the use of your strength? It came just in time, and immediately took a step back.
Lifting one leg, it just missed the whip leg. Lifting the foot, he kicked it to the side, towards Qi Zhou's door!
He Qizhou was also waiting for the opponent to change. He had already made a plan in his mind. He turned sideways, hugged Huang Zhendong's calf with both hands, and fell to the ground. When Huang Zhendong was knocked down, he punched Qi Zhou in the head and wrapped his hands around the opponent.
Qi Zhou, who had lower legs, could not avoid such a close attack, so he met it with his forehead, closing the distance again, so that the opponent could not fully use his punch. However, after one punch, he still felt like stars were popping up in his eyes, almost wanting to
Fainting.
Outside the court, Fatty He, Xiaoyanei and others who bet on Huang Zhendong's victory burst into joy. They were punched hard on the head by the master of the Four Meridians. It seemed that there was no suspense about the outcome. However, Qi Zhou had already calculated the changes.
Try to get a punch and knock the opponent down. Keep your hands tightly around the opponent's right leg, bend one knee to the ground and press the knee of the opponent's other leg, and step on the left ankle with the other foot.
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Huang Zhendong, who fell to the ground facing the ground, tried his best to support the ground with both hands and tried to free his legs, but to no avail. He wanted to turn his body over and fight again, but was still restrained by He Qizhou's brute force. The area on his left ankle was a place that few infuriating Qi could reach.
The place where Qi Zhou was trampling was creaking. The pain was really unbearable, so he shouted loudly, "Stop, stop, I lose!"