Chapter 895: draw?

Ding Xiaohu and Yi Qiaodie landed on the ground, Ding Xiaohu let go of Yi Qiaodie, he just lay on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Xiaohu, are you all right."
Xue Shitou, Tian Su and others hurried up, helped Ding Xiaohu up, and walked toward the scene. A doctor immediately came up to bandage Ding Xiaohu's wound.
Yi Qiaodie looked at Ding Xiaohu who was carried down by his companion with complicated eyes.
She lost.
She never thought that she would lose to a man she had never looked down upon.
I remember that two months ago, he was just an F-level mid-level superpower, and now she can beat her an E-level peak superpower, which makes her really unbelievable.
Seeing that Ding Xiaohu was about to be carried by the doctor to rest, Hou Boyi walked to the side of Ding Xiaohu in three and two steps.
"That... can you check your mental power level first."
Everyone looked at the crystal ball curiously. They wanted to know what level Ding Xiaohu was after defeating Yi Qiaodie, and how many levels he improved in two months.
Ding Xiaohu put his hand on the crystal ball, and the light lit up.
Hou Boyi spit out a few words for a long time.
"E-class mid-level abilities person!"
Two months ago, he was an F-level mid-term ability player, and two months later he was an E-level mid-term ability player!
They had been surprised by the fact that they had risen two small levels in the previous two months.
They didn't expect to be a fat pig in their eyes, and Ding Xiaohu, who was a waste, was directly promoted to a big level.
It takes them years of effort!
Yi Qiaodie was a little lost in her eyes, and she turned her head and walked out of the court a little desolately.
"Qiaodie, wait a minute." Ding Xiaohu stubbornly sat up.
Yi Qiaodie stopped and turned her head mockingly.
"Are you trying to laugh at me? Look down on me."
"No, it's not." Ding Xiaohu shook his head quickly: "Qiaodie, I didn't look down on you. Everyone's choice is different. It is your choice for you to do that. But I want to say that you are very tired of living like this. You might as well choose another path, this shortcut is not for you,
Is it necessary to do things that are unhappy in order to live? "
"That might be more tiring than living."
After speaking, Ding Xiaohu fell on the stretcher as if collapsed and was carried down.
Yi Qiaodie stopped and watched Ding Xiaohu disappear into her sight. In her mind, she recalled the little fat man who had been behind her and had been training with her.
She...maybe really wrong.
"How on earth did you train? That's not enough. People still have potential at least. This fat...Ding Xiaohu, in fact, I originally planned to transfer him to logistics."
Dongfangze looked at Ye Hao curiously: "Moreover, it was unexpected that he could defeat Yi Qiaodie in that way, and hitting the water from such a high place, it felt like hitting a wall without being unconscious on the spot. "
"I didn't think about it before."
Ye Hao's answer surprised Dongfangze.
"I heard about Ding Xiaohu and Yi Qiaodie, and wanted to let him understand his own heart knot. His performance today was indeed unexpected and gave me a big surprise."
"And I don't agree with what you just said."
Ye Hao glanced at the few people left beside him, Bing Core, Xue Shishi, and Mo Chen.
"In your opinion, they may be poor talents and tasteless. But I chose them because of their eyes."
"Unacceptable, unwilling, there is a trace of flame in the confusion."
"Most of these people are likely to be ordinary all their lives. But once someone gives them an opportunity, they will be like the young sprouts growing out of the cracks in the rock, stronger and stronger than anyone. ."
"As for why you said he was not in a coma, because he is different from those of you who only know how to practice abilities. Getting up at 6 o'clock every morning for running, weightlifting, and combat training have made him no weaker than a soldier. ."
Dongfangze thought about what Ye Hao said.
Maybe it's really a mistake in their training model.
Blindly pursue the power of supernatural powers, but forget the physical quality itself.
"But just now Ding Xiaohu actually won by trickery. Yi Qiaodie didn't have the idea of ​​desperately. If she fights to the death, maybe Ding Xiaohu will fall before her."
After Ye Hao finished speaking, he raised his head.
"In the third battle, Yang Sanchuan was fighting the ink dust. Do both sides have any opinions."
With the previous arrangements, everyone has already expected this battle.
Both were mental abilities, and they also heard the rumors of Mo Chen and Yang Sanchuan.
"The master beats the apprentice, of course I have no opinion." Yang Sanchuan sneered and walked up.
Ink dust also walked into the field.
A battle of psychics with supernatural powers is quite rare.
"Start." Ye Hao said.
"Master will come to teach you well today, what is a mental power!" The meridians on Yang Sanchuan's face tightened, and an invisible aura appeared.
"I have never admitted that you are my master!"
Mo Chen did not back down, his eyes staring at Yang Sanchuan.
In this way, the two looked at each other there, and the stare turned out to be a full five minutes.
There was blood flowing from the corners of Mo Chen's mouth, nose, and ear holes, but he still stood there.
On the contrary, Yang Sanchuan seemed to have nothing on the surface, but he never said anything.
"This is the battle of the mental powers? It doesn't mean anything, just two people stood there stupidly."
"It seems that the ink dust is still not good, but Yang Sanchuan can't do it."
"Hurry up, I want to see the next one. Wan Yan hasn't made a shot for a long time, so I really want to see his power."
This boring fight made everyone a little bit boring, and some people even played with their mobile phones.
After another five minutes, Mo Chen coughed up blood from his mouth, and then he fell to the ground.
"Haha, let me just say it. Yang Sanchuan is still good. Ink dust is just a logistical player. He wants to participate in the Arctic battle. It's ridiculous."
"Okay, okay. Let's see the next game, now the score is 2 to 1. Don't let me down, but I have suppressed my supply for a month."
Everyone thought that the test had a result, but Yang Sanchuan was still motionless there.
Hou Boyi frowned and walked up and patted Yang Sanchuan on the shoulder.
"Sanchuan, the battle is over. What are you doing stupidly standing here."
It was this that Yang Sanchuan fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Hou Boyi's expression changed, and he squatted down hurriedly and pressed his hand to Yang Sanchuan's throat.
He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up: "Yang Sanchuan is also exhausted and unconscious. This match is a draw."
draw?
One or two months ago, he was still a mid-F-level superpower, and he was even tied with Yang Sanchuan in the late E-level.
Ding Xiaohu had taken a trick before, but this battle was fought inexplicably. No one knew the detailed process, because Mo Chen was also unconscious, and could not detect his current level.