Chapter 12, I'm Not Bloody, But It's Enough To Deal With You!
After Xiao Wen's arm was cut off by Chen Yuan's punch, she had already lost the ability to continue fighting.
In the end, he was pushed out of the court by Chen Yuan.
It was a relatively mild victory in the game.
It's not as ruthless as the rumors say, but his Baji Beng is a very domineering martial art, and his fighting style is like this.
In addition, it was also because of Xiao Wen's strength that Chen Yuan would not be able to fight seriously.
The game is still going on.
Completely different from the previous round of competition, the top 32 competition was completely a unilateral exhibition match between the high schools.
All 10 students from Qingxuan High School were promoted, and all of them were complete victories.
Zhao Zehai's opponent was seriously injured, while Zheng Yi's opponent had his liver shattered with just one punch and was sent to the hospital.
It was the same as what Zhao Zehai said arrogantly before.
They are indeed two abusive food.
Zhang Yuanyuan, Chen Yu, and Ma Tao still haven't met any warriors from Qingxuan High School this round.
This is the organizer, blatantly favoring the three of them.
However, no one has an opinion.
Whether it's the top 32 or the next 16, it's the same where they lose, anyway, they can't beat the people from Qingxuan High School.
The atmosphere in the entire martial arts field was a bit sluggish.
Even Zhang Yuanyuan, who had previously boasted that she could defeat a few more Qingxuan high school warriors, no longer maintained the excitement she had just now.
She bit her lip, not knowing what she was thinking.
One round down.
Of the 10 people from Qingxuan High School, the worst blood points were nearly 200.
And she is only around 180.
how to spell?
Can't beat the worst.
The reality made her completely calm down.
...
Five p.m.
The fighters who entered the top 16 took a brief rest, and then directly started the 16-to-8 match.
The battle list also popped up on the big screen in the martial field.
Zhang Yuanyuan and Ma Tao still did not face off against the warriors from Qingxuan High School.
Probably, the school wants to keep the two of them.
In doing so, at least someone can enter the top 8.
Although this is a competition called anti-pressure, it cannot be full of fighters from Qingxuan High School in the top 8.
Zhang Yuanyuan and Ma Tao's expressions were extremely ugly.
Entering the top 8 like this, might as well be eliminated directly.
Chen Yu was not so "lucky".
In other words, the school believes that Chen Yu's strength is still far behind Zhang Yuanyuan and Ma Tao, who has taken the blood energy pill.
So there was no choice to keep Chen Yu to the top 8.
Ma Tao found Chen Yu's name in the battle table.
Zhao Zehai.
Ma Tao's expression became serious in an instant, and he turned to ask Chen Yu.
"This Zhao Zehai is the arrogant warrior who said that we are all good?"
"Well, that's him."
Chen Yu nodded and said.
This Zhao Zehai was the one who said the words of ordinary warriors when he entered the martial arts field before, because his attitude and words were particularly hateful, and Chen Yu was deeply impressed by him.
"Then be careful, this man looks very strong."
"OK."
Chen Yu didn't say anything.
Zhao Zehai is indeed strong, but in Chen Yu's view, his martial arts skills are not as superb as the martial artists in the training ground, and his blood is not as good as that behind Chen Yuan.
He has paid attention to Zhao Zehai's previous battles, and it is also a martial art of Xingyiquan, and his blood energy can reach about 300.
Zhao Zehai did not hide his blood.
He seems to like to use blood to suppress the opponent.
The actual combat is average, the basics of combat are average, it's just that the person is a little crazy and looks a little hostile.
Chen Yu's evaluation is... just average.
"300 blood... Just to test the harvest after hanging up."
Although Chen Yu didn't think highly of Zhao Zehai, he was still excited and looking forward to it.
This is the most bloody opponent Chen Yu has encountered since he came to the world of warriors.
His current blood gas is 285, which is lower than that of Zhao Zehai.
However, it is still the same sentence, what warriors compare is strength, not blood.
Besides, Chen Yu and Zhao Zehai's blood gas values were not much different.
"I don't think you should be so serious."
Ma Tao said with some worry.
He could see the eagerness in Chen Yu's eyes.
Chen Yu smiled and patted Ma Tao's shoulder, telling him not to worry so much.
"Warriors, you should be serious, otherwise you are ashamed of your blood, blood is really amazing, it can make a person go beyond the rules of nature."
"You don't understand the excitement of an ordinary person after mastering power."
"Besides, I don't necessarily lose."
"you..."
Ma Tao opened his mouth to continue persuading, but Chen Yu had already got up and walked to the edge of the ring.
What he was most afraid of was Chen Yu's words.
He and Chen Yu have known each other for many years, and he has never heard the word admit defeat from Chen Yu.
It's not that Chen Yu hasn't encountered strong opponents these years, but even if he was beaten to the point of being unable to get off the stage, he never said a single word of giving up or admitting defeat.
That's why, Ma Tao would persuade Chen Yu many times not to take it too seriously.
If Chen Yu is really talented and strong, then Ma Tao doesn't have to worry about it.
But Chen Yu's strength is not high.
Coupled with his stubborn character.
One day he will fall in the ring.
"Fortunately, his opponent is Zhao Zehai, not Chen Yuan."
Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Chen Yu's back and said something softly.
Zhang Yuanyuan once also experienced Chen Yu's dedication to fighting.
To sum it up in one sentence.
As long as Chen Yu is not knocked out, he will keep fighting.
Even if he is knocked down, Chen Yu will still stand up.
With a broken arm, Chen Yu can continue fighting with a blank face.
Therefore, in No. 1 Middle School, Chen Yu's classmates will not be afraid of Zhang Yuanyuan, who is more vigorous, but will be afraid of him.
Chen Yuan is an eight-pole collapse warrior.
A shot is a killer move.
At least Zhao Zehai still has a sense of proportion.
Ma Tao took Zhang Yuanyuan's words seriously.
He looked at Chen Yu with some concern.
Finally had to sigh.
…
The battle between Chen Yu and Zhao Zehai also attracted the attention of the students watching the battle.
Someone recognized Chen Yu.
"Chen Yu? The desperate Saburo from No. 1 Middle School?"
"It's him. It is said that Chen Yu once defeated Zhen Su, the number one in our No. 2 middle school, by relying on physical strength."
"I've heard of him. He is very capable in actual combat, but his blood aptitude is not high. Watching his games before, he felt like he was at ease."
"But it's a pity, the blood gas is too low."
"It seems to be more than a hundred, not low."
"Don't you look at who his opponent is, Zhao Zehai's HP must be at least 300, is that Chen Yu able to fight?"
"However, I feel that Chen Yu's first match in the round of 16 is fitting."
"How to say?"
"At least he won't lose so fast."
"..."
"Well, it makes sense. According to Chen Yu's character, he will definitely not give up easily."
"But this battle is estimated to be very tragic."
Many people are discussing Chen Yu.
Chen Yu is quite famous in these high schools.
However, no one thinks that Chen Yu can beat Zhao Zehai.
Where is the strength of 300 blood energy?
They just hope that Chen Yu can play with a bit more backbone.
Chen Yu's homeroom teacher even prepared for Chen Yu to fall on the stage, and called the ambulance personnel to stand by the ring at any time.
She deserves to be the teacher who has taught Chen Yu for three years.
The discussions of these people and the actions of the class teacher did not affect Chen Yu and Zhao Zehai on the stage.
The two came to the stage.
Report names to each other.
Then take three steps back.
Chen Yu looked up at Zhao Zehai.
Zhao Zehai is tall, not very strong, but has long arms and a big frame.
This slightly strange body is also one of Zhao Zehai's talents.
Zhao Zehai was also looking at Chen Yu.
He squinted his eyes, looking at Chen Yu like a hunter staring at his prey, "I've wanted to fight you for a long time, you shouldn't give up so quickly, right?"
"By the way, how much blood do you have?"
Zhao Zehai asked casually.
Before Chen Yu could answer, he said to himself again:
"If your blood is too low, then you probably won't have a chance to admit defeat, because you have aroused my desire to fight. I don't care what your strength is, I will use my best."
"So don't let me down."
Facing Zhao Zehai's aggressive aura.
Chen Yu said with a disgusted expression, "You are really noisy."
"I don't have high blood."
"But it's enough for you."