The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, and the nationwide university martial arts tournament was in full swing.
The hottest topic across the country right now is no longer the college entrance examination, but this exciting and thrilling annual Awakening event.
Whether online or on the streets, the most discussed topics are which team's player won spectacularly yesterday, which player's special ability is truly amazing, and which team's genius newcomer has suddenly emerged, showing the potential of a dark horse...
Every year, countless geniuses shine at this conference.
Of course, behind the scenes, many more contestants leave the stage as losers, without even a chance to try again.
And it is against this backdrop that Wang Dashao's first round of the competition is about to officially begin amidst this enthusiastic atmosphere...
"Huaxia Sports Channel, Huaxia Sports Channel, hello everyone, I am Yu Hai, the commentator for this martial arts tournament."
"I am commentator Xia Yang."
"It's an honor to provide commentary for this martial arts tournament. Today is the second day of the individual competition in the capital's final battle. We can see that all the contestants here are full of confidence and high spirits. It seems that today will be another day to bring a visual feast to our audience!"
"Yes, that's right. Speaking of today's schedule, there is a highly anticipated match."
Xia Yang, as a professional commentator, you need to make judgments, so I'll have to test you. Recently, a very popular healing-type player is also starting his solo debut today. Do you know who I'm talking about?
"Teacher Yu, don't underestimate me. This is no challenge for me. Apart from Wang Zheng from Nanjing University, who will be competing in the next match, there are no other pure healing-type awakened individuals participating in this martial arts tournament."
In addition, he was the only freshman contestant, and he showed impressive skills in the school selection competition. Plus, he's handsome, so it's understandable that he's popular..."
Seeing that his beautiful partner was getting more and more off-topic, Yu Hai quickly interrupted her and forcibly brought the topic back on track.
"Yes, that's right, I'm talking about Wang Zheng. However, the situation at Nanjing University isn't very optimistic right now. Only one player advanced from yesterday's competition. I hope Wang Zheng can perform well."
Realizing he had been a little unserious, Xia Yang quickly changed the subject, ceasing the discussion about appearances.
"However, the opposing team's agricultural and forestry player is quite strong too. I heard that before..."
Wang Dashao, as a player, couldn't hear the comments from the TV broadcast. He was sitting at the door of the preparation room, resting with his eyes closed, waiting to go on stage.
When his photo appeared on the large screen outside, the referee announced that both contestants should come to the stage. Facing the cheers of his classmates and the encouragement of his teachers, Wang Dashao casually swung his hand and strode onto the stage.
As soon as I stepped onto the green field, I heard a loud "boom" in my ears, and in an instant, countless cheers and screams exploded in my ears.
Although he watched yesterday's game from the stands, the experience inside and outside the stadium was completely different, even worlds apart.
Hearing countless people cheering and applauding for him, even Wang Zheng, who was only dabbling in the sport, couldn't help but feel his blood boil.
However, when he saw the short, lean, dark-skinned, and cautious-looking opponent opposite him, his enthusiasm suddenly cooled down.
After all, facing a player with only C-level strength, even if he was excited, it would be hard for him to get fired up. And if he really went all out, wouldn't that be a bit too much of a bully?
"beep--"
Just as Wang Zheng was lost in thought, the referee's whistle blew just in time.
Thinking of Chu Tianxing's longing gaze yesterday, Wang Zheng simply stood there with his hands behind his back, making no further moves, displaying an air of superiority.
The opponent clearly knew Wang Zheng's fighting style from various channels, so they did not take the initiative to move forward. Instead, they cautiously increased the distance, seemingly wanting to wear down Wang Zheng's physical strength and spiritual energy through a war of attrition.
As we all know, Wang Zheng is only a support player. His awakened ability is a healing talent that does not cause any damage. He can only defeat his opponents through close combat.
Even if he was born with superhuman strength, he had only been awakened for a year. No matter how much spiritual energy he had, it would eventually be depleted.
When that time comes, even if a support player has amazing strength, he will be nothing more than a paper tiger with a showy facade when facing a support player who has no spiritual energy!
It must be said that, based solely on the information that Young Master Wang has revealed, this tactic is undoubtedly very effective.
After all, even if you have strength, what use is it if you have no spiritual energy left in your body?
But is Young Master Wang really a healer?
The answer is naturally no.
So when Wang Zheng saw that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of taking the initiative, he smiled slightly and then disappeared from the spot as if by teleportation. Even the high-speed cameras covering the entire scene failed to capture his figure.
Immediately afterwards, Young Master Wang suddenly appeared in front of his opponent, threw a punch, and cleanly blasted him out of the ring.
In that instant, the Imperial University Stadium, which could hold hundreds of thousands of people, fell into a deathly silence.
The match ended so quickly that even the referee didn't have time to react.
In the commentary booth, Yu Hai and Xia Yang had just introduced the two players and hadn't even had a chance to analyze the situation on the field.
The awkward atmosphere wasn't broken until Wang Zheng waved confidently to the female spectators in the front row who had been cheering for him, and then left the field in style, only to be interrupted by the final whistle.
Wang Zheng's handsome appearance was captured by an enraged photographer who used a lens almost shoved into his face. With the live broadcast on television, his handsome smile was instantly transmitted to millions of households across the country.
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