Chapter 346： Pia 唧!

As we all know, "meaning" is more difficult to comprehend than "potential". Among one hundred warriors, only one warrior can understand "potential", and among one hundred warriors who understand "potential", only one person can finally comprehend " Come "Come!

From this we can see how rare this sword is!

Wang Teng sent a kick, and his understanding has reached the realm of the king, and his ability to perceive is very powerful. With the accumulation of the flame sword potential that is constantly picked up, it is only a matter of time to realize the intention of the flame sword.

Speaking of words, he already has two other artistic moods, one is the King of Boxing Fist, the other is the sword cover ...

After a while, Wang Teng didn't play again in the morning, so he spent quietly in the rest area, but picked up a lot of attribute bubbles, and lived very well.

However, on the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan was a bit lost. Although Wang Teng easily won a match and gave him a lot of face, but seeing Wang Teng's tiredness and laziness, he had a nameless The fire broke out.

"This boy, take my words for granted."

Early before the game, he explained that if you have free time, you may wish to look at the competition of other participants and know yourself and you.

But this kid didn't take it seriously!

让 Originally made a freshman freshman, Huang Haijun School is already under great pressure. If Wang Teng can't get a good position on the field, more than Wang Teng alone will make a joke, they will embarrass the whole Yellow Sea.

Uh ...

Suddenly in the rest area, Wang Teng suddenly felt a little chill on his back, and there seemed to be an inexplicable malicious envelop.

He couldn't help but look around, murmured: "Who is calling me?"

At this time, Han Zhu and others had finished the game, and even watched the other people's games for a long time. They came slowly until the intermission.

This is the exclusive rest area of ​​Huang Haijun School. When they came over, they saw the old **** Wang Teng sitting there first.

This posture ...

"Should you sit here as soon as the game is over?" Han Zhu said strangely.

"Yes, otherwise." Wang Teng said for granted.

"Have you forgotten that the General Court has freed us to look at the competition of other competitors more? Even if the General Court has not said it, it would be good for us to take a look at it, so as not to lose even the strength of our opponents The bottom. "Wan Baiqiu said silently.

"Relax, I watched the match between Ji Xioming and Ren Qingcang." Wang Teng waved his hands indifferently.

"Ji Xiuming, Ren Qingcang!" Han Zhu and others suddenly had black lines on their heads and wanted to spray Wang Teng's face directly on Wang Teng's face.

These two are hot champions, okay!

Do you care that they have a fart? ?

Even Han Zhu and others thought they were not opponents, and settled next to pay attention to the next echelon contenders, such as Luo Cheng of Xiadu Military Academy, and Wang Teng actually aimed at Ji Xioming and Ren directly. Qing Cang.

It is true that Wang Teng won the first game very beautifully, but there is still a long way to go before the championship. It is very unrealistic to say what to compete for.

"Ahem, I think you still pay more attention to other competitors." Han Zhu could not help reminding.

When Wang Teng saw the expressions of the people, he knew what they were thinking, but he could n’t tell Han Zhu and others directly. He was actually very strong. I was afraid he would n’t believe it, so why not ask for it, so he just smiled Nodded, shifted the topic, and asked, "How are you doing today?"

Seeing his disapproval, Han Hanzhu sighed in his heart, and no longer said, he responded: "It's okay, we are all lucky, we won the game without encountering any strong opponents, and without any injuries."

"That's good, at least the advantage has been maintained. If injured, it will have an impact on the subsequent games." Wang Teng said.

"Whether there is no injury in the martial arts competition, it depends on what kind of opponents will be encountered in the afternoon." Han Zhudao.

Uh ...

Everyone was chatting, and the morning game was finally over. The contestants left one after another, and the audience walked out of the dragon nest.

Everyone talked enthusiastically about the morning game, and the atmosphere was very hot.

At noon, Wang Teng and others ate at the hotel and rested for more than an hour.

Before the game started again in the afternoon, Peng Yuanshan said to everyone: "Everyone performed well in the morning and continued in the afternoon, but you should also know how much the morning was a warm-up match, and some of the contestants who had a lot of resources were eliminated. It ’s all good, but it wo n’t be so easy. ”

Everyone naturally knew this, looked slightly dignified, and nodded.

"Go on." Peng Yuanshan glanced at Wang Teng again, but finally said nothing and waved everyone into the stadium.

As for Wang Teng, it depends on his good fortune, how far he can go, it all depends on himself. He can remind him for a while, or can he remind him, so it doesn't make sense.

Uh ...

Within the Dragon's Nest, the crowd was again crowded, and the audience's enthusiasm remained undiminished.

The video of two commentators appeared on the electronic screen, Zhang Jun said, "Hello everyone, friends and friends, we've met again. Not much nonsense, let's start the afternoon game."

"In the morning we have seen many young warriors, but I want to tell you that the morning is only an appetizer, the really exciting game, and the afternoon will not start."

There was a sudden uproar in the audience. In their opinion, the game in the morning was already very exciting, and now the commentator said that the afternoon was just starting.

Don't think that we are not good at learning, just lie!

If the game in the afternoon is not as exciting as the morning, just pull the commentator out and play chicken.

Uh ...

Anyway, the curiosity of the audience was aroused.

"Okay, let's watch the big screen now!"

声音 Zhang Jun's voice dropped, and the battle list appeared on the screen again.

Wang Teng found his own name, and then looked at his opponent, his face suddenly became a bit subtle.

His opponent is Shi Hui, from ...

"Are I on the Jinlin University?" Wang Teng thought silently.

Uh ...

二 On the second floor of the auditorium, Peng Yuanshan couldn't help looking at Yan Kang, the dean of Jindo University's Budo School, with a strange look.

"Lao Yan, who do you think can win this time?" He asked.

Ji Yankang twitched his mouth, thought for a while, and said firmly: "Shi Hui is the third place in our school. Although Wang Teng is not weak, it is a pity ... The winner must be Shi Hui!"

"I admire Lao Yan's self-confidence." Peng Yuanshan said.

"Hum, just watch it." Yan Kang hummed softly.

Uh ...

In the market, Wang Teng and Shi Hui entered the ring.

The referee announced the start of the game.

Xi Shihui looked at Wang Teng with his empty hands, and said, "It is useless to hide the bricks. It is absolutely impossible to sneak attack on me. I am not as stupid as Feining."

Wang Teng: "..."

家伙 This guy looks like he is in the chest, without any fear, but the vigilant look has completely sold him out.

Wang Wang Teng wanted to laugh, but felt that he should give his opponents full respect, so ... hold on!

Wu Shihui watched Wang Teng's battle with Feining. Wang Teng shot very fast. Feining couldn't escape because he was too close.

At this moment, he kept pulling away, spinning around Wang Teng, looking for flaws.

Ye Wang Teng stood still, even if Shi Hui turned behind, he didn't move at all, as if he didn't worry about his sneak attack from behind.

"Lao Yan, this school student Shi Hui is very stable." Peng Yuanshan teased on the second floor of the auditorium.

"The martial arts competition often ends in an instant, and it is normal for Shi Hui to spend more time looking for flaws." Yan Kang said unchanged.

Peng Yuanshan didn't say anything, Yan Kang said it for no reason. He just said that, but he just wanted to ridicule him.

On the ring, Shi Hui took three turns around Wang Teng and hesitated to start.

Wu Baishen has already pointed the camera at Wang Teng's game, and at the moment the live broadcast room is full of jubilation.

"Hahaha, shouldn't this Shi Hui be frightened by Wang Teng's slabs?"

"The third place in Jinlin University is so seduced?"

"Shi Hui: Nonsense, this is from the heart!"

"How do I think Shi Hui is a little bit sloppy ~~~"

"猥 ~ 琐 ~ development, don't wave!"

"Bricks mighty!"

"Bricks mighty!"

"Bricks mighty!"

Uh ...

At this moment, Shi Hui couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but say, "Why don't you shoot?"

"I'm waiting for your shot." Wang Teng said innocently.

Wu Shihui: "..."

I wait for you, you wait for me?

Brother Brother, let's play in martial arts, not playing this boring waiting game!

Can I be serious?

Originally, he was very afraid of Wang Teng's slabs, so he wanted to wait for Wang Teng's first shot.

However, Wang Teng has more patience than him and directly gave him a perfect strategy of ‘the enemy ca n’t move.’

Gangli ... Beep ... Mother!

Wu Shihui has never felt so mad. In the face of Wang Teng, he has a very weak feeling before he has started.

靠 "Fuck, eat me!"

I ca n’t bear it, UU reads www.uukanshu. com Shi Hui broke out completely, a knife condensed out of the horror sword, far away to Wang Teng.

30% of the sword!

He used the strongest offensive directly and wanted to solve Wang Teng in an instant without giving him a shot.

Boom!

Jian Daoman pressed Wang Teng with a very powerful momentum.

As a result, a lot of knife marks appeared on the hard ground of the platform, as if to cut everything into pieces.

"So strong!"

The audience watching this place was shocked. Is this a means of warrior? How can this be achieved!

Ordinary people have no choice but to die under such an attack!

Huh!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air rang quietly in the roar of Dao Mang, and ordinary people could not hear it at all.

But Shi Hui heard it, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"Finally willing to do it!"

He lifted his knife and split forward.

Clang!

A metal object was cut by the trowel, and Shi Huisheng was holding it. As long as the brick was shot down, Wang Teng was the fish meat that he slaughtered and could not turn the waves.

A moment later, however, the expression on his face stiffened.

"Good weight!"

Shihui felt that the knife sent a terrorist force that was difficult to be low-grade. The knife was smashed open, and a golden rectangular object came forward.

Pia 唧!