Chapter 122 Come on, all of you!
Liang Shixian walked out of the government alley with a bruised face and nose, and recalled what his teacher had said to him before, deep in thought.
"Not good at attacking, but how to defend..."
Liang Shixian rubbed his cheek subconsciously, grimacing in pain: "Guarding is not bad, but I'll leave the attacking to my teammates. The teacher is right.
People have limited energy, so it is best to specialize in one thing that suits you. "
His previous teacher not only tailored a schedule for him, but also helped him plan his future development path.
Specializing in hard skills and strengthening defense are the paths recommended to him by his teacher.
After careful consideration, Liang Shixian also felt that the teacher's suggestion was more pertinent.
Compared to offensive martial arts, Liang Shixian is more adept at practicing defensive martial arts.
In the agency alley that the teacher had just helped to transfer to the Qi Pulse Realm, those agency people had fully reached the standards of the Qi Pulse Realm in terms of speed and strength, and they could even use simple combined attack techniques!
If there were only one or two of them, Liang Shixian could still fight them off, but if there were more of them, he would be unable to react.
It wasn't that he lacked means of attack, but that he was unable to organize an effective counterattack under siege.
It's not that he is weak, but that he is not good at this.
Every profession has its specialization.
However, those agency people were unable to effectively break through his defense. The iron shirt, which was close to the level of integration, was very hard!
"Save points and redeem them for a stronger Golden Bell Cover!"
Liang Shixian has made up his mind. Now he plans to find Ji Ruo and ask him whether he has decided on his future path.
"Hurry up! It would be a shame if you missed it!"
"I've been disliking that white-haired guy for a long time. I'm going to go up on stage and beat him up no matter what he says!"
"Me too!"
Liang Shixian was about to call Ji Ruo when suddenly a group of freshmen ran past him. They looked excited and emotional, calling their friends.
"White-haired boy?"
Liang Shixian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.
He quickly grabbed a student and asked, "Student, what are you doing here?"
The student was a little unhappy when he was pulled back, but when he saw the bruises on Liang Shixian's face, he immediately felt that he was friendly.
Liang Shixian was not as flamboyant as Ji Ruo, with white hair and white clothes, and carrying two wooden sticks.
Compared to Ji Ruo, Liang Shixian is not very recognizable.
In addition, he had just come out of the government alley and looked rather shabby, so the student did not recognize Liang Shixian.
The student said: "The white-haired boy who pretended to be a senior yesterday is causing trouble again today. I heard that he threw notes and hit people in the classroom. Now he has been invited to the martial arts arena!
Let’s hurry up and see the excitement! Students, hurry up, it will be a pity if you miss it!”
Liang Shixian: “???”
He was a little unsure at first. After all, it was such a big school. Even if the number of students was not comparable to other schools, it still numbered several thousand!
There may be more than one person who has dyed his hair white.
But when the student said that he was the one who pretended to be a senior yesterday, Liang Shixian was sure.
It’s really Ji Ruo!
"This guy is really a worry!"
Liang Shixian was extremely anxious and did not bother to thank his classmate for the information. He just ran as fast as he could towards the martial arts arena.
The student was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "There's no need to be so anxious..."
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"Student Qu Fei, why don't we just forget about it?"
Ji Ruo stood at the edge of the stage and said with some hesitation.
"If we really start fighting, it won't be good for you."
"Bad for me?"
Valley
Qu Fei laughed angrily: "I thought highly of you because you took the initiative to come to the martial arts arena. Now that the time has come, you are afraid again? If you want to leave, ask the classmates around you, who agrees?
If you dare to do it, you must dare to take responsibility. Come on up like a man! "
The classmates around followed suit.
"Hurry up! Get on the stage and get beaten! We're all lined up here! I'll beat you up next!"
"I'm the third one!"
Ji Ruo sighed.
He wanted to go shooting. He had hundreds of thousands of points, so shouldn't he spend them?
But these people would not let him go.
"Well, I hope you won't regret it."
Ji Ruo put Luo Xi on the edge of the ring and jumped onto the ring.
A senior student stood by and acted as a temporary referee - senior students would get points for helping junior students.
If you provide a little more help, you can even get credits as a reward.
Ji Ruo and Qu Fei are both freshmen. To compete in the competition, they need to pay one credit each. The winner will receive two credits, and the loser will get nothing.
The school encourages students to fight with each other. If you get injured, the points needed to heal the injury will be provided by the school, so you can do it with confidence.
"My two classmates, are you ready?"
"We're ready."*2
Qu Fei sneered: "I heard that you haven't opened up your meridians yet, even though I just broke through yesterday... Don't say I'm bullying you, I can let you have three moves first..."
"Then I'll be welcome."
Ji Ruo chuckled, took a staggered step, and rushed towards Qu Fei.
Qu Fei sneered and took a stance, preparing to defend himself - Ji Ruo approached Qu Fei within three meters, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped him:
"Scallion Palm!"
The superb Iron Sand Palm brought up hot winds, distorted the air, and with the help of the Qi channels, attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing it into a light green palm print that was half a meter long.
The palm print slightly distorted the light, and the green shadow was mottled, making it look like it was covered with green onions.
Not only that, the palm print was also wrapped in a strong fragrance... mmm, the fragrance of green onions.
Qu Fei was confused.
Didn’t they say that this guy didn’t break through the meridians?
How come even the palm print was captured in the photo?
The sudden palm print made her unable to react in time, and the half-meter-long scallion-flavored pussy hit Qu Fei hard and directly knocked her away.
The battle is over and the credits are credited.
"Ah, this..."
The students watching around were stunned.
Is this guy in the Qi Pulse Realm? !
And he also masters a powerful palm technique that is...hard to describe!
"Student Qu Fei, I don't know who told you that I didn't open the meridians... It's obvious that you were deceived."
Ji Ruo looked around and raised his chin: "And fellow students, I can see that you have a lot of opinions about me... Now I am in the Qi and Veins realm, and you are also in the Qi and Veins realm, there is no such thing as the big bullying the small. Don't say that I don't give you a chance, come on all of you, I want to beat ten of you!"
As he spoke, Ji Ruo stood on the stage alone and performed a set of unexplained combos. His moves were completely random, and a few of his punches even landed on himself accidentally. He looked like he was going crazy, but in fact—
[Congratulations to the host for triggering the martial arts achievement: I want to beat ten! ]
[Obtained boxing technique: Wing Chun (initial apprehension)]
[Note: If I say I will beat ten people, I will beat ten people. Is that not enough? If I get angry, I will even beat myself! Are you afraid? ]
Rosie was cheering at the side of the ring, looking very happy. She even turned around and waved towards the audience, like a black lucky cat, as if saying: Come up if you have the guts!
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