Zhanzheng University's resting area.
Song Jingang didn't leave, his eyes staring at the screen.
"It's this little guy … I remember his martial arts was crippled, but he managed to get it back in half a year. It seems that he is very suitable to re-cultivate..."
The female teacher surnamed He, who went to Tianhua High School to host the enrollment, had her eyes lit up, "Unfortunately … he is still half a year slower than others. Jingang, you have become a martial artist. This is the gap … Unfortunately, if at that time …"
Song Jingang looked embarrassed. He knew that if Luo Yi didn't go crazy, perhaps he would be the one specially recruited.
Teacher He smiled, "But half a year late is still late. Plus, he didn't re-enter a good school, so this is it … You see, Shi Tianzong is going to use his full strength, and he is going to lose … This Shi Tianzong is very powerful. If you go against him, your chance of winning is less than 20%!"
Song Jingang could no longer laugh.
At this moment, he heard the exclamation coming from the arena. He looked up in shock, looked at the screen, and opened his mouth, "It turned out … Luo Yi won?"
Martial artists' moves were too fast. Important matches had slow-motion playback, and there were special explanations from martial artists.
At this moment, the slow-motion scene was played.
In the sky full of fist shadows, Luo Yi's figure jumped out like a loach and suddenly soared into the sky.
Eight Steps of the Soaring Dragon Soars in the Sky!
He leaped high, broke through Shi Tianzong's fist technique, and stepped on his opponent's back.
Shi Tianzong fell to the ground involuntarily. He wanted to fight again, but he was stopped by the referee.
He had fallen into the Outer Realm …
"I didn't expect … he could actually practice Eight Steps of the Flying Dragon to such a level?"
Teacher He's eyes lit up, "If he can enter the top eight this time, no, top sixteen! I will invite him again! "
She looked at Song Jingang, who lowered his head, and couldn't help but smile, "Don't be too discouraged. The quota for the mecha department has been fixed. So many resources have been invested in the early stage, and it can't be changed … Even if he is specially recruited, he can only be a martial artist, not a mecha department."
"Yes!" Song Jingang's eyes lit up, "I also have a mecha. As long as I become a martial artist, I will be a mecha operator! I will not be surpassed by him. "
Poor Song was often suppressed by Luo Yi in high school, and he already had a psychological shadow. At this time, he only had this simple pursuit.
…
"Haha, well done. We've made a killing this time."
When Fang Xian returned to the resting area, he saw Zhou He's excited face.
Just thinking about it, it was obvious how unpopular he was as a martial student, and how high the odds were for him to win.
If Zhou He also bought him, he would definitely make a huge profit.
"Bet on me again for the next round! Add in my share and the winnings! "
Fang Xian said.
"You're so confident that you'll stop before you see the results?"
Zhou He asked in surprise, "This amount of money is enough for you to exchange for a good cultivation technique."
"No need!"
Fang Xian waved his hand. "At least, I don't think it will be a problem until the semi-finals."
"If you can do it, then just place your bets on the top four and give them a huge upset!" Zhou He's gambler's temper came back …
…
For the rest of the competition, Fang Xian passed by uneventfully.
An ordinary Martial Artist of Level Three or Level Three was no match for him. After all, even if these new students had cultivated profound martial arts, after a few months, they would not have much power and would only be able to put up a good fight.
He went on stage quietly and mostly used the Philosophical Kick to defeat his opponents, giving them a free set of Philosophical Questions.
As time went by, the nickname of the Shadowless Kick was called again, and it became even more resounding.
From the Eastern State's top hundred to the global top hundred, he became the only martial student among the top hundred martial artists. Even Fang Xian found it a little irritating to see him.
During this period, he even ran into Song Jingang, who cried miserably after his defeat, like a child weighing a few hundred kilograms. This made Fang Xian a little embarrassed.
Teacher He also came over. First, they exchanged a few words, and then revealed some information about the transfer.
Fang Xian tried to ask about it, but found out that the other party did not even put up a slot for the Mecha Department. It was quite insincere, so he did not ask further.
After that, he became more and more courageous, defeating experts from all sides, and actually made it to the top eight, breaking everyone's glasses.
…
Top eight, top four, arena.
"I'm going to be rich, I'm going to be rich!"
Zhou He held the betting ticket in one hand, his eyes fixed on the screen for the top eight. "I bet on you to enter the top four so early. Haha, the odds are so high!"
"Yes, the average martial artist is level five and above, and I'm the only martial student …"
Fang Xian also felt that he was a little eye-catching, but what was even more strange was that not only Ares University, but even the other top universities did not have a Mecha Department willing to specially recruit him.
"Teacher … why is there no Mecha Department willing to specially recruit me?"
He thought about it and still asked this question.
Zhou He shook his head and said, "Sigh … It's because the number of slots in the Mecha Department is the tightest, and it's the tightest. Most of the teachers don't have the authority to do so … Furthermore … they've invested too many resources into the Mecha Department. They might be tempted by you now, but you haven't reached that stage yet!
"In other words, I'm not a genius enough?" Fang Xian understood.
"Yes, let's not worry about that first. Although the remaining seven are difficult to fight, as long as you don't meet a martial artist level seven and above who cultivates the Conception and Governing Vessels, you still have a chance!"
Zhou He's eyes were fixed on the screen, and he saw that the flashing avatars of the martial artists had stopped.
"Battle order, first match, Xiao Linger against Luo Yi!"
The host's passionate voice came over. "Xiao Linger is this year's hottest topic, a goddess in the hearts of countless boys, and Luo Yi is the biggest dark horse, coming this far with the potential of a martial artist. Let us look forward to their exciting performances!"
"F * ck!"
Zhou He was furious. "I want to kill the ticket! I want to kill the ticket! Who can't I meet? Why did I meet the second most popular Xiao Linger?! Whether or not one cultivates the Conception and Governing Vessels, they are completely different martial artists! I'm finished … my money … "
"It's better than meeting Huo Wuyong, isn't it?"
Fang Xian rolled his eyes. "It's fine if you want to kill your bet, but don't kill mine!"
"Huh? You're even confident about this? "
Zhou He was pleasantly surprised.
"Didn't you see her profile? She was my high school classmate, and my former crush … "
Fang Xian stood up and stretched his muscles.
"So?" Zhou He had an inexplicable bad premonition.
"So, Old Zhou, you have to pay more for this!" Fang Xian said seriously.
"No problem, I'll help you apply for a scholarship!" Zhou He was very generous. If he won this match, he could almost retire.
"Not that … but your bet, I'll take 30% of it!"
Fang Xian thought for a while and gestured three. "Think carefully, if I lose, your bet will be a piece of waste paper!"
"Deal! I promise you! "
Zhou He fiercely agreed. Then, he looked at Fang Xian and clicked his tongue in wonder. "This is the first time I've seen someone beat up his crush for money. You are indeed more shameless than me!"
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