The two stood on the fighting platform.
It was like a silent strong wind, sweeping towards each other from behind the two of them.
It seems to be a battle of auras.
Both of them thought they were in full swing, just one second after the referee blew the whistle.
Two seconds later.
Three seconds later...
The two of them were still in a pose.
At this time, a melon-eater couldn't stand it anymore and complained: "Every time I watch the fun, there are always one or two people who want to show off..."
The complaints were not loud, but the scene was completely silent.
Zheng Yang and the boy in white, also known as Wood, both heard it.
Their ears turned red quietly.
Zheng Yang rushed forward without saying a word.
The original posture of asking for directions fell apart, and he rushed forward with his hands spread out.
Wood raised his eyebrows and looked at Zheng Yang who rushed up.
He leaned forward and charged. Although his hands were spread out, he didn't move too far away, near the middle gate.
Use it to defend the middle goal at any time.
Judging from these two seconds, there is no flaw in this charging action.
Oh, this new class...
...........
This freshmen class is a bit interesting...
Wood, whose nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, lay with his head on the stage and his butt raised.
"I, I give up."
Wood laid his head on the stage, raised his hands and said.
The referee heard this and blew his whistle.
The sharp and long sound of the whistle swept from the stage to all sides.
The illusion awakened the melon-eaters around.
A melon in the hands of a member of the public accidentally fell to the ground. Only the skin hit the ground. He was stunned for a moment before picking it up.
"No way..."
“Damn, this freshmen class is so fierce???”
"Did any of you understand the boxing framework that the freshman just used?"
"No."
"no."
"none."
"This is too embarrassing. I feel like I can't beat this new student."
"You can take away the feeling. Even Wood, who pretends to be cool every day and doesn't get beaten, was beaten."
"Am I right... the freshman really beat up Wood???"
"What a weird boxing technique..."
"And if you think about it, the attack he gave up just now, although it is somewhat attackable, seems to be a trap."
"This memory is awesome! I even forgot how to display it."
"..."
Discussions were all over the place for a while, and even the fast runners from the next ring and even other areas had arrived nearby. Looking at Wood with his head buried in the ground and the unfamiliar faces standing on the stage, he kept asking people who had eaten first-hand what happened. What happened?
On stage.
I saw Zheng Yang slap Wood's butt hard: "Pah!"
"Get up! You're not bad, you're so hard."
"My hands hurt from the beating."
Wood: "......"
I have a saying mmp, I don’t know whether to say it or not.
However, the man in the high-collared coat was very disciplined in their sparring, and stopped at the point.
Thinking of this, Wood rubbed his neck guiltily, feeling a little scared.
Just now, Zheng Yang slashed horizontally a few centimeters in front of Wood's neck.
Wood had fought against Zheng Yang and knew how painful Zheng Yang's blade would be if he didn't stop and continued to chop...
Wood felt that he should consider what he would do if he could not go to heaven but to hell.
"Thank you, brother! What happened just now..." Wood stood up and bowed deeply.
Even if he didn't die, his neck would still be severely injured.
In the final analysis, I still have to thank this brother for his mercy. After all, he went to the fighting platform and signed the agreement. If he was seriously injured, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.
Zheng Yangle said: "You're welcome, you're welcome, please come down and I want to use this stage."
"Okay," Wood patted his butt, jumped off the stage, and turned around and asked, "Did you also make an appointment to fight with someone?"
After saying that, Wood felt like he was a bit talkative.
nonsense! Of course I come to the fighting platform to fight.
Zheng Yang thought for a while: "No, I'm here to teach others."
Wood: "???"
"Are you a fighting instructor?!"
"No, didn't you just say it? I'm a freshman in college."
Wood: "???"
To be fair, he deserves to be Zheng Yang.
When I first arrived, I was able to describe my juniors as black with question mark emoticons.
Freshman, come to the stage to teach? ? ?
Indeed, with this guy's weird boxing skills, he can really teach others.
But the key is freshman year!
Think about what you were doing when you were a freshman?
Wood thought for a moment.
Hey, it seems that my freshman year is not bad, and I went to challenge my seniors as soon as I entered school...
Thinking of this, Wood couldn't help but look at Zheng Yang with a hint of recognition.
Fellow people!
Zheng Yang on the stage felt Wood's eyes of recognition, which was quite baffling.
A beating shouldn't be a sign of resentment, at least it should be a look of displeasure.
What the hell is that look of recognition on your face...
Zheng Yang shook his head and didn't pay much attention.
Because in front of the door...
A group of aggressive freshmen were walking towards the arena where Zheng Yang was.
"That one with hair in his mouth is over there!"
"Brothers, come at me!"
"Rush!!"
The freshmen rushed to the stage aggressively.
Zheng Yang, who was on the stage, was lying on the railing at the edge of the fighting platform with his hands, his head tilted slightly, and he said with a sunny smile: "Coming? Do you want the wheels or should I hit them all?"
Classmate: "......"
This pose! This head-turning kill is very lethal!
I saw one or two girls in the crowd blushing and turning their heads away.
When the boys around the girl saw this, they gritted their teeth and became furious.
Isn’t nmb just handsome? !
Can you be a little ambitious? !
However, everyone did not rush forward, but one came up first.
They found that they couldn't talk to Zheng Yang too much, he was too arrogant!
Every time you speak, you can make the other person act coquettish.
His ability to show off put others present to shame.
The brother who walked out first was wearing a cyber-style green vest, which looked like the same style as Octane.
"Brothers! I'll go first. Don't worry, I'll be gentler and try my best to hit you too."
Someone in the crowd behind the green vest shouted, "Save some for us, Lao Zhang!"
"Hahahaha, Lao Zhang, please be gentle. Don't let this guy get beaten too hard when we get there!"
It turns out that similar hatreds can quickly bring people closer together.
Everyone seemed to have established a deep friendship on the way to the martial arts gym~
Beside the fighting platform, Wood, who had just snatched a piece of melon from the melon-eaters, looked at the booing freshmen and Zheng Yang, who shouted that they could all come up.
A group with complex expressions.
He knew how strong Zheng Yang was. He probably couldn't find anyone who could beat him in the entire sophomore year. He definitely couldn't match it in this freshman class.
wrong....
Maybe there will be some masters in this freshman year.
Thinking of this, Wood, who was sitting on the pony, took a handful of melon seeds from the melon seeds next to him.
He took a bite of the watermelon and put it aside.
While looking at the stage, he was deep in thought and cracking melon seeds.
...
After a few responses, the little green vest jumped up and down the railing.
However, the little green vest did not rush to register, but registered the number on the spot.
"Leviathan Obsessed, Bori Titan!"
"Come and beat up the idiot!"
Zheng Yang raised his eyebrows.
Yo ho? Is there also this shameful pre-match registration number link?
I like I like...
"The Imperial Guard of the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Yingjun!"
"Come and teach the idiot how to fight."
Everyone: "......"
Chen Wu in the crowd: "..."
Li Yiru, who was afraid that he would not be able to integrate into the group if he did not keep up, said: "..."
Wood was stunned as he chewed the melon seed shells into his mouth: "..."
Chen Wu scratched his head. I remember it wasn't that name...
