Chapter 100: Fist decision

　　 Hong Zhenxiu took the real sword and walked in again.
　　 But at this time, his face was a little pale, he looked at the sword in his hand from time to time, and at the knife in Wang Dong's hand on the other side, his body trembled occasionally.
　　 Obviously, he was nervous.
　　 is no wonder.
　　In previous training and competitions, wooden weapons were used.
　　 Even if someone accidentally hits the body, there will be no wounds, at most a little bruise.
　　 This is the first time a real weapon is used, and if you are not careful, a wound will appear on his body.
　　 Any more carelessness, I'm afraid my life will be lost.
　　 It is strange that he is not nervous.
　　 finally came to the center of the field, facing Wang Dong, he slowly drew his sword and threw the scabbard aside.
　　Wang Dong didn't expect that this guy was even more nervous than himself, and his self-confidence immediately rose.
　　 turned his head and asked Yu Deliang on the sidelines: "Mr. Yu, can you start?"
　　 Yu De nodded brightly: "Sure."
　　 呛啷呛啷
　　 Two bangs of knives immediately reached everyone's ears.
　　 Looking at the venue again, Wang Dong stands with his sword, the surface is not waved.
　　 It's like never moving.
　　 Looking back at Hong Zhenxiu, he took two steps backwards and fell to the ground.
　　, pale as paper, panting.
　　 There is a crack in the clothes on the chest, and the skin inside can be clearly seen.
　　 And the sword in his hand has already fallen to the ground.
　　 At that moment, he didn't see the opponent's move clearly.
　　 saw a flash of cold light, and the clothes on his chest were slit.
　　If the other party moves forward a little bit, wouldn't he be cracked?
　　 Yu Deliang's complexion turned directly from black to black.
　　'S complexion was dark at first, but now it's so dark as if he just came out of a coal kiln.
　　 He knew that his students had never used real weapons, and the actual combat effect would be greatly reduced.
　　 I didn't expect this discount to be too big.
　　 Even if you offer a 50% discount, a 40% discount, I will bear it.
　　 You are directly discounted to be killed by the guy opposite, what the is this?
　　The teachers and students who watched the excitement around, all looked shocked.
　　 "How... how is it possible?"
　　 "The 551st place, only one move, defeated the 200th place?"
　　 "I'm going, if it's actual combat, wouldn't the 200 Hong Zhenxiu be killed by 551?"
　　 "This is too bad, right?"
"That was the sword-drawing and cutting? Almost 60% of the quasi-martialists who drew the sword and slashing have practiced, but there are very few who have made achievements. Unexpectedly, a mere 2nd-level quasi-martialist can actually practice the sword-drawing. To such an extent."
　　 "I only heard that Zhugeliang was very good at drawing a sword before, but I didn't expect this innocent guy to be so powerful at drawing a sword."
　　……
　　 Not to mention the other people around, it was Wang Dong himself, who was directly stunned on the spot.
　　 I originally thought that I was out of 500, and I wanted to beat the 200th student. Even if he could win, he would have to go through a hard fight.
　　 I didn't expect it to be hit, and the opponent fell directly to the ground, losing his combat effectiveness.
　　 This is too weak, right?
　　 defeated Hong Jinxiu, who was ranked 200th, and his self-confidence increased a lot again.
　　 Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Fan's location, with gratitude in his eyes.
　　 He knew that these changes he made were all due to Teacher Zhang.
　　 Without Teacher Zhang, I would still be just a scumbag who dare not talk to people and is extremely talented.
　　 How could it be possible to stand out in front of so many people?
　　 Zhang Fan nodded slightly to Wang Dong, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
　　 That means, good job.
　　 Zhang Fan does often call his students scum, and even if they break through within half an hour, he will not praise him, and even think that they are breaking through too slowly, which embarrass him.
　　 But in fact, this is just a teaching method of Zhang Fan.
　　 The four great Ming Shao and Zhuge Liang are all too proud. If they don’t hit them and let them raise their tails, the consequences will be disastrous.
　　 That's why I often hit them.
　　Wang Dong is different.
　　 He has always been accustomed to being humble. Although the last time he was in the zombie hall, he had already eliminated a little inferiority, but he wanted to achieve complete self-confidence, not once or twice.
　　 So as long as this kid gets a little achievement, Zhang Fan will praise and encourage him.
　　 Sure enough, Wang Dong was slightly excited when he saw Zhang Fan's approving gaze.
　　 Secretly made up his mind to work hard in the future to live up to the teacher's painstaking efforts.
　　 After Wang Dong and Hong Zhenxiu were off the court, Yu Deliang frowned slightly, and his eyes kept moving on the faces of the Rockets students.
　　 Who should I let out?
　　 It seems that the students of the scum class have been trained by Zhang Fan these days, and it is not easy.
　　 Never send a student up casually.
　　 It’s best to send a student who can hold the opponent down.
　　 But I have already praised Haikou just now, saying that I want to send Level 2 students up, and I can't change it anymore.
　　 Otherwise, this guy will grab the handle, and it will be another mockery, my heart and old face can't stand it.
　　 It seems that there can only be one student who has been in level 2 for a long time and is about to break through to level 3.
　　 The opposite is just breaking through to level 2, and he sends students who are about to break through to level 3. With light momentum, he can suppress the opponent.
　　 It is very difficult for the opponent to win.
　　 Thinking of this, Yu Deliang hesitated, and finally looked at a student: "Du Xiaowu, you go."
　　As soon as I said this, I heard a quarrel from the scumbag, and it seemed that someone was arguing.
"what happened?"
　　 "This is just after the first game~EbookFREE.me~The scum class started arguing?"
　　 "I'll go, this will be a direct internal fight? How can it compare?"
　　 Everyone is talking about it.
　　 Yu Deliang's eyes lit up even more.
　　 It's good to be noisy, good to be noisy!
　　 As long as the opponent quarrels, won’t it be easy for you to win?
　　 At this time, the quarrel over there became louder and louder, and Yu Deliang also heard the content of the quarrel on the other side.
　　 "How are you guys, Samsung photos!"
　　 "Four seasons get rich, five chiefs!"
　　 "Seven coincidences, six or six smooths!"
　　 "Eight immortals cross the sea, nine chains!"
　　 Yu Deliang was directly stunned there.
what happened?
　　 It's going to be a competition, the four famous young masters are actually... punching? !
　　What are you doing?
　　 Is the punching to warm up for the competition?
　　 Isn't this too ridiculous?
　　 I really don’t understand what Zhang Fan’s four students are doing, so Yu Deliang sent a student to take a look quietly.
　　 After a while, the student looked strange and came to Yu Deliang.
"what happened?"
　　 Yu Deliang asked hurriedly.
　　 "They are punching..."
　　 The student was a little embarrassed to say it.
"what are you doing?"
　　 Yu Deliang couldn't wait to slap this student who sells off the ball.
　　The student actually didn't want to sell Guanzi, because he really didn't think it was easy to speak out.
　　 But since the teacher asked him to say, he has no choice but to speak honestly.
　　 "The four big names all wanted to play, and they couldn't keep up. Their head teacher asked them to use punches to decide who would play first."
　　噗......
　　 After Yu Deliang heard it, he felt a spit of old blood in his heart.