Chapter 479 481 Taking the Stage
"What do you think?" Dean Sun looked at Zhang Lanxiang and asked back.
"Hehe, after all, the kid from the Ye family is a few years older, his moves are more stable, and he has enough strength. I think he has a better chance of winning." Zhang Lanxiang said with a smile.
"Not necessarily. Ye Qinxue has practiced martial arts well and is familiar with the moves, but he can't beat Zheng Tong." Dean Sun shook his head slightly.
"No way, Dean, look, Zheng Tong's feet are weak now and he obviously doesn't have enough stamina! Ye Qinxue's moves are steady and flawless, how could he not win?" Zhang Lanxiang didn't believe it.
"The moves are smooth, but that's not necessarily a good thing! Although Zheng Tong is young, his ability to respond is better than Ye Qinxue. Looking at his eyes and momentum, it's obvious that he has seen blood!" Dean Sun looked at Zheng Tong with some admiration in his eyes.
"No way, just a kid." Zhang Lanxiang stared at Zheng Tong for a long time but couldn't figure out anything.
"Don't underestimate these children. Which of the children enrolled in our academy is not top-notch?"
Zheng Tong's hometown is not in the capital, nor is he one of the nearby residents rescued by the army or the search and rescue team. He is originally from Longxi, and he and his parents fought all the way and went through hardships before they arrived in the capital before the snow fell.
"Ding ding ding." A blue bracelet on Dean Sun's wrist suddenly lit up. "The minister has called me. It looks like something has happened. I'll go take a look. There are too many people on the field today. You keep an eye on it and make sure nothing goes wrong." Dean Sun instructed Zhang Lanxiang.
"Hey, Dean, let me see you off!" Zhang Lanxiang followed.
"No need. You just watch here. After Zheng Tong finishes this game, don't let him play again." Dean Sun waved his hand, turned around and left the competition area.
"This Zheng Tong is so awesome!" Seeing Zheng Tong fighting five consecutive games with senior students and becoming more and more courageous with each battle, Feng Mingyu's eyes lit up.
“Ah! That was close!”
“Wow, that’s amazing!”
"Hey, get out of the way!"
The fight on the stage was in full swing and the audience was watching with great excitement. Every move on the stage affected the mood of the audience below.
Zhong Yingying was a little absent-minded and kept looking around.
"Sister Yingying, look, Zheng Tong is going to win!" Feng Mingyu pushed Zhong Yingying excitedly.
"Oh, if we win, then we win!" Zhong Yingying said casually. She just felt as if someone was staring at them.
"Xuanxuan, Xiaoluo, there are too many people here, let's go back!" Zhong Yingying said worriedly.
"It's okay, Sister Yingying, you see a lot of people from our competition area have come here. They must think it's boring over there." Xiao Luo pointed and said, there were many people of the same age around them, most of them came to cheer for Zheng Tong.
The two men who had been fighting on the stage for a long time finally decided the winner. Ye Qinxue was careless for a moment and was hit on the calf by Zheng Tong with a knife, and lost the fight.
"Brother Ye, are you okay?" Xin Lei looked at Ye Qinxue with some concern.
"It's okay. There are winners and losers in a competition. Competition allows us to understand our own shortcomings and keep working hard. Isn't that the purpose of school exams?" Although Ye Qinxue was not very comfortable in his heart, he still had a gentle look on his face, as if he didn't care at all about losing to a child.
Comparing people will make you die, comparing goods will make you throw them away. Sometimes, the difference in talent and aptitude cannot be made up no matter how hard you try.
Zheng Tong defeated Ye Qinxue, and a group of little kids from the lower grade competition area who came to cheer him on screamed with excitement, as if they had defeated the seniors.
No matter how capable Zheng Tong is, he is just a seven-year-old child. Seeing so many people supporting and admiring him, he can't help but feel proud.
"Who else wants to come up and fight me?" He shouted to the audience, imitating Ye Qinxue's previous behavior.
Zhang Lanxiang was still wondering why Zheng Tong was the winner. When he heard Zheng Tong's shout, he remembered Dean Sun's instructions, looked at Zheng Tong, who was full of energy and clearly wanted to win, and hesitated whether to call him off the stage.
"Look at how he's so cocky, what ability does he have? If we talk about being powerful, Ning Xiaoluo is much more powerful than him. With his two moves, Ning Xiaoluo can defeat him in minutes, don't you think?" someone in the audience said sourly.
Zhong Yingying's heart skipped a beat and she frowned as she looked towards the source of the voice. The guy who spoke was called Wang Lianqing. It was said that his family was very powerful. He was arrogant and looked down on everyone. Although they were in the same class, they did not have much communication on weekdays. He suddenly said something like this, which was obviously to make an enemy for Xiao Luo.
Sure enough, when Zhong Yingying was about to change the subject, someone nearby had already heard it.
"You'll die if you don't brag! Who is Ning Xiaoluo? We've never heard of him. Brother Tong just defeated five seniors in a row. Can he do it?" The supporters who came to cheer for Zheng Tong were not happy and glared at Wang Lianqing.
"Don't even mention five, I can beat ten or twenty of them!" Wang Lianqing muttered to himself, at least I'm not the one doing the fighting.
“Then come on stage and show off!” Zheng Tong’s little fans shouted.
"That's right, let us all see what tricks you have, don't just talk." Someone nearby started to make a noise.
"Wang Lianqing, if you want to go on stage to fight, no one will stop you. Why do you want to involve others?" Zhong Yingying was furious and shouted at Wang Lianqing.
"I don't want to go on stage, and I didn't ask anyone else to go on stage. Whether or not one is willing to go on stage to fight is a personal freedom." Wang Lianqing shrugged and said innocently.
Zheng Tong had already heard the discussion below, "Who is Ning Xiaoluo? Do you dare to fight?"
"No, Xiao Luo, Aunt Rong said that you are not allowed to participate in the competition." Lower grade students can participate in actual combat training on a voluntary basis and are not required to participate.
Xiao Luo and Xuan Xuan's practical level is far beyond that of children of the same age, so there is really no need for them to participate.
"Sister Yingying, he has named me, how can I not go? If I don't go, people will think I'm afraid of him. Mom said that a man must be brave and not shrink back." Xiao Luo originally just wanted to watch the fun, but now that he has a reason to go on stage, he feels excited.
"But..." Zhong Yingying didn't know how to refute and was confused for a moment.
Xiao Luo had already stood up. He pushed his feet hard and jumped straight onto the court. He was small and jumped high, and it seemed as if he was flying.
"Wow, is this Qinggong? So amazing!"
"Why is she so young? This is Ning Xiaoluo. She's the youngest in the lower grades, right?"
"Who just said that Ning Xiaoluo was amazing? Was he teasing us on purpose?"
As soon as Xiao Luo came on the stage, he attracted a lot of discussion. Obviously, they didn't expect that Ning Xiao Luo was a child younger than Zheng Tong.
Zhang Lanxiang pushed aside the crowd, walked to the front of the stage, frowned and said to the referee on the stage, "It's against the rules for two junior students to compete here, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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