so……
This member named Ye Zong carries half a ton of weight on his body! ?
Boom!
The special nano-honeycomb metal energy-absorbing floor emits an echo.
Two armbands fell.
Yezora leaned over again and lifted up his trousers.
besides?
People's hearts tightened suddenly.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the silver metal exposed inside the trousers.
Two more on the ankle?
The night sky actually carries a full ton of weight with it!
This kind of practice is extremely rare among martial arts practitioners who have graduated, let alone second-year students.
This sissy idol-like face, Ye Kong, is actually following the path of physical training?
"Sorry, I'm used to it, so I didn't scare you. In fact, you don't know that the weight I carried when I was training at Sauron Academy was actually four times this value, right?"
Ye Zong said shyly.
Zhao Yinghao on the opposite side only felt creepy.
What kind of monster is this!
After taking off his weight, Ye Kong took a moment to adapt and kicked his legs casually.
The ripples in the air made more viewers shrink their pupils.
"Okay, we can start now. My speed is a bit fast. If I scare you, I'll apologize first." Yekong blinked.
This sentence was played out truthfully, and the scene was in an uproar.
In the live broadcast halls at both ends, there are two distinct atmospheres.
Extremely passionate and high-pitched, with excitement after suppression.
The ultimate cold silence, with various emotions of fear and worry.
The original relaxation on Zhao Yinghao's face disappeared, and he now looked at the random beating of the night sky with traces of afterimages.
Why has the opponent's strength increased so horribly!
…
"Hey, we can finally start moving around freely."
Gabriel, who had a handsome face, said with a smile.
Matthew changed his sitting position slightly, put his right leg on his left knee, and sat in his original position with his chin in one hand.
The originally cold and stern momentum became a little unspeakable and arrogant at this moment.
The silent Clement raised his head, looked at the changes in the night sky, and finally confirmed the first level of speculation. Solon Academy was indeed deliberately controlling the rhythm of the game.
The answer seems to have come to light by now, but as Clement, who is good at commanding operations and is best at analyzing people's hearts and intelligence, he still doesn't think it's just as simple as the surface.
Because when he was studying, Lord Dodge, the two-star moon general who once commanded the Crescent Fleet to clear 15,000 square kilometers of fog in South America with an invincible attitude, said this to the command students of Solon Academy.
[As a commander, you must take a longer-term view than ordinary people. If you can easily see the reason for an appearance, please remember that it may still be an illusion. Because a true wise man will not make useless arrangements! 】
So, is it just to boost morale by holding back until now?
Definitely Not!
Because Sauron Academy is a myth, there is no need for such means to boost morale.
"Clement, what are you thinking about? Why don't you enjoy the game?" The beautiful voice came from beside her, it was Monica, a girl with short silver hair.
"It's okay, I'm just surprised that Mr. Feng made such a joke on us." Clement smiled, but his displeasure with the college's approach became even stronger.
Clement didn't know that when he was saying these words, Matthew, who was sitting at the back, glanced at him.
In just such a brief moment, exclamations suddenly erupted from all around.
Um?
Matthew looked up and understood immediately.
It turned out that Zhao Yinghao flew out.
"It just started 3 seconds ago!"
"Why does the night sky move so fast!"
This short and extremely heavy blow truly shocked everyone, even the classmates on the distant moon base.
【it hurts. 】
Zhao Yinghao stood up holding his sternum, with unconcealable horror in his eyes.
Lift your steps and kick forward.
Just such a simple basic movement of military boxing? I didn't even have a chance to react.
The night sky was beating gently, and his face was relaxed and freehand. He asked kindly:
"Can you still stand up?"
"Oh? You stood up. Then continue?"
Yekong smiled, exerted force on his feet, and dived in an instant.
As soon as Zhao Yinghao raised his arms, his pupils shrank suddenly.
An easy-going voice sounded behind my ears: "Classmate, your movements are too slow? You don't seem to be worthy of being my opponent."
The more polite he was? The more Zhao Yinghao's self-esteem was torn into pieces. His eyes instantly turned red, and his forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.
Step on the ground.
Get up.
His right foot spun into the air, like a volley shot backwards, kicking out a strong white wave.
"[Hanging East Wind]! It turned out to be [Hanging East Wind]!"
Someone exclaimed? They seemed to recognize this move as a signature counter move belonging to the [Thirteen Rings of Heavenly Punishment Kick Technique].
However, Ye Kong, who was standing behind Zhao Yinghao with his hands behind his back, had that shy smile on his face again.
Lift your feet, retract your legs? When the compression reaches the extreme, it pops out suddenly.
In fact, it was just an ordinary light kick, but it stepped on Zhao Yinghao's ankle with a faster and more violent force.
The accuracy of his timing is enough to amaze anyone.
boom!
The air waves vertical to the earth bloom.
Zhao Yinghao felt severe pain in his ankle. He spun and flew more than ten meters before landing heavily with a thud.
The place was quiet.
"Do you still want to stand up?"
The night sky fell lightly beside Zhao Yinghao? He asked curiously? Then he smiled slightly.
"Actually, there's nothing terrible about losing."
Without any explanation, Yekong took Zhao Yinghao's hands and helped him up.
This action made the hurricane audience at the scene soften slightly, but to the Solon students more than 300,000 kilometers away, this move was unanimously derogatory and ridiculed.
Sauron Academy does not need the most useless kindness.
Zhao Yinghao's face turned red. He didn't want to be lifted up at all, but Ye Kong's power was too great!
Just now, his wrist seemed to be tightly clamped by two iron pincers, but now as he stood up, the force coming from his wrist finally became smaller.
Suddenly the pressure on my wrist relaxed.
Ye Kong patted Zhao Yinghao's shoulder gently and said with a gentle face: "You'll get used to it in the future."
As soon as the words fell, Ye Kong, who still had a smile on his face, punched instantly. The extreme punch speed even caused a ripple of air, and slammed into Zhao Yinghao's abdomen.
pain--
Zhao Yinghao's vision went dark, and severe pain instantly radiated throughout his body.
The whistling wind passed by my ears.
boom!
Zhao Yinghao hit the bubble mask with a defense level of 10,000, and all the energy stored in Ye Kong's punch exploded.
It even squeezes the blood in the ventricle and pours it back.
Zhao Yinghao fell to the ground, his vision was dark, and the buzzing in his ears became more and more distant.
"Medical team, medical team!"
"Carry it away quickly!"
Ye Kong was a little surprised, but then said to himself: "So you can't help but fight."
Shaking his head, Ye Kong did not enjoy the joy of victory and walked out of the venue casually.
The auditorium of Hurricane Academy was completely silent.
The smile on the face of the distinguished guest Xi Baili disappeared, his face was expressionless, and he sighed in his heart that Solon Academy finally showed up.
This is not for communication, it is clearly to regard Hurricane Academy as the first stepping stone on the journey to the earth.
In the preparation area, Henry Zhang's eyes were cold and terrifying, and his tone was as cold as his eyes: "The power and speed displayed by the night sky at will have reached the 7-star peak. If you compare the instantaneous speed, it is already at the level of an 8-star warrior. .”
As the president of the fighting club, Henry Zhang’s vision is so precise.
Compared with Zhao Yinghao, the night sky is a whole level higher.
Is this the true strength of Sauron Academy?
Among the remaining people, except Xia Qingying, who remained unmoved, the other seven had deep fear in their eyes.
Above the head, the score is 5:1...
But everyone felt a bone-chilling cold.
At this time, from the opponent's seat, a girl with short silver hair walked into the venue. It was the girl Monica who had asked Clement before.
The girls' uniforms at Solon Academy are actually black stockings.
The pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings had a strong visual impact and instantly caught the eyes of many boys.
The scene was in an uproar. In the seventh game, a girl was sent?
On the other hand, here at Hurricane Academy, there is only one girl, Xia Qingying.
Do you want to replace your opponent with the strongest Xia Qingying?
…
At the VIP table, Feng Yiluo was smiling. He glanced at Wu Wenlie, who was frowning next to him, and sneered in his heart.
This feeling of predicting the opponent's chess moves is really pleasant.
He was sure that Wu Wenlie would not replace Monica with the strongest girl.
Because Wu Wenlie's personality label is "rough on the outside, very delicate on the inside", the personalities of all the senior leaders of Hurricane Academy have been thoroughly analyzed in the intelligence of the "Cracker Mountain" organization.
"Seventh game, Song Shanming!"
Wu Wenlie finally made up his mind.
Feng Yiluo smiled silently.
Very good, this choice shows that Wu Wenlie is really thinking seriously.
Therefore, you should focus more on the competition.
Feng Yiluo raised his eyelids slightly and seemed to look beyond the crowd and across the venue.
[My mission is about to be completed, how about you? 】
…
The Egret Forest on the southeast side of Hurricane College is close to the School of Finance. It is a beautiful viewing area. The classroom apartment is right next to the Egret Forest.
As the sun was high in the sky, a man wearing a suit and holding a briefcase hurriedly walked, his face was a little pale, and his palms were pressed against his lower abdomen.
Originally 37 years old, his baldness made him look at least ten years older.
"Teacher Nie, why are you running in such a hurry? Do you need my help with anything?"
A kind inquiry came from the side.
Nie Bin waved his hands repeatedly and said with some embarrassment: "My stomach hurts. I seem to have eaten something bad."
There was a kind laughter from the side, and he quickly said not to disturb him anymore.
Finance lecturer Nie Bin no longer cares about anything else. Public toilets are being built in Bailu Forest. Although he has a peculiar habit of only squatting in his apartment, he can't bear it anymore.
So Nie Bin rushed into the public toilet at a trot.
The single wooden door is closed.
A low thunderous roar sounded, with such joy.
Nie Bin's face finally had some color again.
He took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his shiny forehead. Nie Bin felt that the most satisfying thing in life was nothing more than this.
It's a pity that I don't have a wife or a girlfriend, otherwise I would definitely share this happy feeling.
Boom, boom, boom.
Um?
Nie Bin was stunned. Someone knocked on his door?
When he came in, he clearly saw that the doors of the five pits were open.
"Who?"
Nie Bin raised his head and asked.
No reply.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was another knock on the door.
Nie Bin's face suddenly became a little ugly.
Because the steps and toilet door are designed to be floor-free, he can see something through the 15cm gap at the bottom of the toilet door.
But now, he saw nothing.
He didn't see human feet or leather shoes outside at all!
Dong, Dong Dong...
It came again, directly ahead.
Nie Bin's arms trembled slightly as he prepared to hold the toilet door.
"who……"
As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his head.
"ah!!--"
The shrill and frightened voice suddenly stopped.
