"What do you think?" Dean Sun looked at Zhang Lanxiang and asked.
"Hehe, after all, that boy from the Ye family is a few years older. He has stable moves and plenty of strength. I think he has a better chance of winning." Zhang Lanxiang said with a smile.
"Not necessarily. Ye Qin is good at learning the exercises and is familiar with the moves, but he can't beat Zheng Tong." Dean Sun shook his head gently.
"No way, Dean, look, Zheng Tong's feet are weak now, and he obviously lacks stamina! Ye Qinxue's moves are smooth and flawless, how can he not win?" Zhang Lanxiang didn't believe it.
"It's a good thing that the moves are smooth. Although Zheng Tong is young, his adaptability is better than that of Ye Qinxue. Looking at his eyes and aura, it's obvious that he has seen blood!" Dean Sun looked at Zheng Tong with something in his eyes. Some appreciation.
"No way, just a kid." Zhang Lanxiang stared at Zheng Tong for a long time, but didn't see anything.
"Don't underestimate these kids. Which kid enrolled in our academy is not a top-notch kid?"
Zheng Tong's native place is not in the capital, and he is not a nearby resident who was rescued by the army or search and rescue teams. He is originally from Longxi. He fought hard with his parents and went through all the hardships before arriving in the capital before the snow fell.
"Didi. Didi." A blue bracelet on Dean Sun's wrist suddenly lit up. "The minister is calling over there. It seems like something happened. I'll go take a look. There are many people in the arena today. Keep an eye on it." Stay here and don't cause any trouble." Dean Sun told Zhang Lanxiang.
"Hey, Dean, let me see you off!" Zhang Lanxiang stepped up to follow.
"No, you stay here and watch carefully. After Zheng Tong finishes this game, don't let him play again." Dean Sun waved his hand, turned around and left the competition area.
"This Zheng Tong is so awesome!" Feng Mingyu's eyes lit up when he saw Zheng Tong fighting five consecutive battles with the seniors, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.
"Ah! It's so dangerous!"
"Wow, that's amazing!"
"Hey, get away quickly!"
The fight was in full swing on the stage, and the audience was in high spirits. Every move on the stage affected the mood of the audience.
Zhong Yingying was a little absent-minded and kept looking around.
"Sister Yingying, look, Zheng Tong is going to win!" Feng Mingyu pushed Zhong Yingying excitedly.
"Oh, if you win, you win!" Zhong Yingying said casually. She just felt like someone was staring at them.
"Xuanxuan, Xiao Luo, there are too many people here, let's go back!" Zhong Yingying said worriedly.
"It's okay, Sister Yingying. Look, a lot of people from our competition area have come here. Everyone must think it's boring there." Xiao Luo stretched out his hand and pointed. There were many peers around them, most of them were Come to cheer Zheng Tong.
The two people who had been fighting for a long time on the stage finally decided the winner. Ye Qinxue was accidentally chopped on the calf by Zheng Tong, and the battle was lost.
"Brother Ye, are you okay?" Xin Lei looked at Ye Qinxue worriedly.
"It's okay. There are winners and losers in competitions. Competing allows us to understand our own shortcomings and continue to work hard. Isn't that the original intention of the school to hold exams?" Although Ye Qinxue felt uncomfortable in his heart, he still had a gentle look on his face. , didn’t seem to care at all about losing to a child.
You have to compete with others, and you have to throw away when you compare goods. Sometimes the gap in talent and qualifications cannot be made up no matter how hard you work.
Zheng Tong defeated Ye Qinxue, and a group of kids who came from the lower grade division to cheer him up screamed with excitement, as if they themselves had defeated the seniors.
No matter how powerful Zheng Tong is, he is only a seven-year-old child. Seeing so many people supporting him, he can't help but feel proud.
"Who else comes on stage to fight with me?" He imitated Ye Qinxue's previous behavior and shouted to the audience.
Zhang Lanxiang was still wondering why Zheng Tong was the winner? Hearing Zheng Tong's shout, he remembered Dean Sun's instructions and looked at Zheng Tong, who was full of energy and clearly had unfulfilled intentions, and hesitated whether to call him off the stage.
"Look at his arrogant look, what kind of ability does he have? In terms of strength, Ning Xiaoluo is much more powerful than him. With his two moves, Ning Xiaoluo defeated him in minutes, don't you think?" There was someone in the audience. Said sourly.
Zhong Yingying's heart skipped a beat, and she frowned and looked towards the source of the sound. The guy who spoke was called Wang Lianqing. It was said that his family was very powerful, and he usually put his eyes above his head and didn't take anyone seriously. Although they were in the same class , but there is no communication on weekdays. To suddenly say such words is obviously to make enemies for Xiao Luo.
Sure enough, just as Zhong Yingying was about to change the topic, someone beside her heard her.
"You will die if you don't brag! Who is Ning Xiaoluo? We have never heard of it. Brother Tong just defeated five seniors in a row. Can he do it?" Someone who came here specifically to cheer Zheng Tong on The supporters gave up and glared at Wang Lianqing.
"Don't talk about five people, ten or twenty people can win!" Wang Lianqing muttered in his heart, after all, it's not me.
"Then let's go on stage and show off!" Zheng Tong's little fans shouted.
"That's right, let us all see if you have any clever tricks, don't just talk about it." Someone next to him booed.
"Wang Lianqing, if you are willing to compete on stage and no one can stop you, what are you doing by involving others?" Zhong Yingying was furious and yelled at Wang Lianqing.
"I didn't want to go on stage, and I didn't say let others go on stage. Whether you want to go on stage to compete is a matter of personal freedom." Wang Lianqing shrugged and said innocently.
Zheng Tong had already heard the discussion below, "Who is Ning Xiaoluo, dares to fight?"
"No, Xiao Luo, Aunt Rong said that you will not be allowed to participate in the competition." Lower grade students' participation in actual combat training is entirely voluntary and is not mandatory.
Xiao Luo and Xuan Xuan's actual combat level is far higher than that of children of the same age, so there is really no need to participate.
"Sister Yingying, he has named him by name. How can I not go? If I don't go, others will think that I am afraid of him? Mom said that a man must be brave and not cower." Xiao Luo originally just wanted to take a look. It's lively, and now that I have a reason to play, I feel a little excited.
"But..." Zhong Yingying didn't know how to refute, and she was confused for a moment.
Xiao Luo had already stood up, kicked his feet hard, and jumped straight onto the court. He was small and jumped so high that at first glance, he looked like he was flying up.
"Wow, is this Qinggong? It's amazing!"
"Why are you so young? This is Ning Xiaoluo. She is also the youngest in the lower grades, right?"
"Who said Ning Xiaoluo was awesome just now? Was he deliberately teasing us?"
As soon as Xiao Luo came on the stage, there was a lot of discussion. Obviously, they did not expect that Ning Xiao Luo was a child even younger than Zheng Tong.
Zhang Lanxiang pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, walked to the stage, frowned and said to the referee on the stage, "Two junior students are competing here. Isn't it against the rules?"
