Chapter 149 Real Combat Techniques (asking for monthly tickets)

Zhao Tianxing twitched his lips when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Qian Zi, you really don't need to say the last sentence. Now I look even more like a clown."

Lan Ling's eyes turned cold, looking at Qian Shen who dared to contradict his senior, he said lightly: "Zhou Ke, then you can also give some advice to this junior."

Just when Zhou Ke was about to walk towards Qian Shen, he saw a flash of lightning in the air.

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Bai Zhenzhen had already appeared in front of Zhou Ke with a gust of wind.

Zhao Tianxing frowned slightly, thinking: "Didn't I tell them not to come? Why are they here again?"

He seemed to remember how Bai Zhenzhen was thrown out by Lan Ling several months ago.

Although Bai Zhenzhen's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few months, the second-year high school students are also making progress in their practice. In Zhao Tianxing's opinion, the difference in practice time that year is simply impossible to catch up with.

"You want to fight, right?" Bai Zhenzhen snorted coldly, looked at Zhou Ke and said, "Let me fight you."

But then Lan Ling said, "Zhou Ke, you should take a rest first and recover your strength."

The reason why Lan Ling said this was because he referred to Bai Zhenzhen's performance in the previous physical competition and felt that Zhou Ke might not be Bai Zhenzhen's opponent.

And Lanling certainly couldn't let Bai Zhenzhen, a freshman in high school, teach a sophomore a lesson in front of so many people.

So he found an excuse to get Zhou Ke away, and walked up to meet Bai Zhenzhen's gaze.

Lan Ling smiled slightly and said casually: "Junior sister, I haven't seen you for a few months. Let me give you some pointers again..."

Boom! Without giving Lan Ling a chance to finish his words, Bai Zhenzhen's right leg seemed to disappear into thin air in an instant, and a wave of air exploded on Lan Ling's lower abdomen.

Just like the competition a few months ago, Bai Zhenzhen also kicked Lan Ling, but the result was completely different.

Lan Ling's expression changed slightly, and his body, which had been as steady as a rock, took two steps back.

"Senior, you seem to underestimate me."

While Bai Zhenzhen was speaking, she had already disappeared in front of Lan Ling.

Lei Jun's eyes lit up, thinking that it had been a long time since he had seen Bai Zhenzhen use all her strength, and she had become so much stronger? "What a sneak attack." Lei Jun praised sincerely: "Remember, sneak attacks are a big deal in actual combat, and it is the best choice for the weak to defeat the strong."

The next moment, there seemed to be electric lights flashing back and forth in the air.

Bai Zhenzhen's blurry figure rushed around like a ghost.

Under the shocked gazes of many first- and second-year high school students, Bai Zhenzhen seemed to have transformed into a violent storm, completely engulfing the Blue Ridge in front of her.

Lightning and air waves continued to explode on Lan Ling's body, just like cannonballs hitting his body, forcing him to retreat step by step.

Lan Ling protected his vital parts with both hands and looked at the scene in surprise. He thought to himself, "This Bai Zhenzhen has already acquired such strength?"

"In just a few months, she has already...reached the level to fight me?"

Thinking of this, Lan Ling felt an extreme jealousy in his heart.

How much money did he spend? How much hard work? How much time did he put in to get to this point?

And this poor guy actually spent less money and less time to get close to him? With a loud bang, Lan Ling's blood suddenly surged, and the palm of his right hand began to expand with a violent beating, and in the blink of an eye it turned into twice its original size in a red color.

It was the expert-level technique cultivated by Lan Ling, the Xin Yuan Great Handprint Level 5 Push! Not only did it expand the muscles, but it also gathered the power of the blood flow throughout the body into this palm.

With a light push of palm force, Bai Zhenzhen felt the air pressing down on her like a wall, and the oppressive pressure seemed to suffocate her.

"I can't compete with him in strength." Bai Zhenzhen retreated quickly and avoided the palm.

In an instant, the two people on the field seemed to be fighting in the air. Lan Ling couldn't catch up with Bai Zhenzhen, and Bai Zhenzhen didn't want to fight Lan Ling head-on.

At this moment, Lan Ling shouted softly: "School girl, you guys don't even dare to take my palm?"

"A classic provocation." Lei Jun analyzed, "Remember this: provoking your opponent, disrupting his mentality, and even forcing him to give up his advantage and use his short hand to defeat his long hand. This is the essence of provocation and will be tested in the theoretical exam."

Many first-year high school students nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Lan Ling frowned and couldn't help but look at Lei Jun.

At this moment, Bai Zhenzhen, who was moving at high speed, sneered and said, "Lan Ling, with your level, you can't even beat a freshman like me. I think you have already stepped half a foot into a junior college. All these years of studying are really in vain."

Lan Ling gritted his teeth when he heard that, and the blood in his body seemed to boil again.

"What an insult!" Lei Jun commented: "Listen to Bai Zhenzhen's few words. Not only are they very aggressive, but they are also tailor-made for the opponent, which immediately makes the opponent impatient."

"Sneak attacks, provocations, and insults are all basic knowledge of actual combat and the focus of the theoretical exam. You should read them carefully and remember them well..."

Lan Ling became more and more annoyed when he heard this. Wasn't this a hint that he was going to college? This was a great shame for Lan Ling. He had studied hard since he was a child, and no one had ever said such a dirty thing as going to college.

Roar! Lan Ling looked at Bai Zhenzhen who was approaching him again, and shouted loudly, and a surge of magic power mixed with air flow came out of his mouth.

Layers of visible ripples spread out in all directions.

It was another expert-level skill, Lion Roar Skill Level 5! The surging sound waves swept in all directions, attacking the space around Lanling.

Just when Lan Ling felt that his attack would definitely hit Bai Zhenzhen.

But Bai Zhenzhen seemed to have expected this. Her whole body was flashing with lightning. The moment he launched the Lion Roar Technique, she had already changed direction and flashed away.

In Bai Zhenzhen's eyes, Lan Ling's frustrated expression as if he was about to use a big move was too obvious.

As the sound waves of the Lion's Roar Technique reached a distance, their power was greatly reduced, so Bai Zhenzhen easily took it and attacked Lan Ling again.

At this moment, after Lan Ling withdrew the Xinyuan Handprint and unleashed the Lion Roar Technique, in Bai Zhenzhen's eyes, both his physical strength and magic power were no longer at their peak, and every move and every style was full of flaws.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Amid the explosions, Bai Zhenzhen and Lan Ling were already fighting fiercely.

The palms and fingers of both sides collided, causing loud noises like wind and thunder.

With a whoosh, Bai Zhenzhen withdrew her attack and retreated, looking at Lan Ling with a faint smile: "Do you want to fight again?"

Lan Ling snorted coldly, suppressed the Lion's Roar that was about to burst out of his throat, and said, "School sister, are you scared?"

At this moment, Lei Jun said, "Beautiful!"

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"This is an insult, a slap in the face, and it hits the heart directly. You should remember it well."

Lan Ling frowned slightly, and the next moment he seemed to react and looked at his chest, only to see that his clothes on his chest were torn, revealing a wound with a slight bloodstain.

The wound was caused by Bai Zhenzhen when she had just fought with him, using the body-breaking sword energy combined with invisible sword skills and the help of her true spiritual roots.

The power was not that great, it just broke Blue Ridge's skin and left some blood.

But the wound formed a few words, which were: college student

Rage surged from Lan Ling's heart.

Lei Jun on the other side was still saying: "Look, isn't the effect very good?"

"I've already told you that you'll be fighting the Yellow Turban Warriors in the college entrance exam, so just give it your all and fight as hard as you can. I won't ask you to use any real combat techniques in the exam."

"But if it's a real fight in reality, it's different from an exam. You must not always think about how to injure or kill the opponent. Even if you win, you will have to pay money. The more you win, the more you lose."

"A truly powerful master of actual combat will not hurt anyone but the heart, and will destroy the spirit rather than the body."

"For example, the insult question, you may think it is useless during normal exams, but it is very useful in real combat."

"A true master of insults can do so without hurting his opponent, but after a fight, he can make the opponent lose his moral integrity, or even die in depression."

Lan Ling glared at Lei Jun and shouted angrily: "Teacher, did you say too much?"

Lei Jun smiled and said, "It's rare for a sophomore to give guidance to a freshman. I definitely can't waste this opportunity. I have to analyze it carefully for everyone."

Lan Ling took a few deep breaths, stared at Bai Zhenzhen and said, "It's just a trick, let's continue."

"Do you want to fight again?" Bai Zhenzhen said calmly: "Forget it, I don't want to carve words on you anymore."

Lan Ling's face was filled with anger when he heard this, and he said angrily, "Bai Zhenzhen! You just scratched my skin a little when I wasn't paying attention. How can you be my opponent in terms of real strength?"

"He's in a hurry." Zhao Tianxing, who was watching this scene from the sidelines, shook his head secretly: "When he's in a hurry, he becomes a complete clown."

With the experience of being treated as a clown time and time again in the past, Zhao Tianxing deeply understands that once one is at a disadvantage, one must pretend to be calm.

On the contrary, if you are too anxious, then in the eyes of others you will lose even if you have not lost, and you will look ugly even if you have not looked ugly.

"That's good. Now that the clown position has been transferred to Lan Ling, what I just did doesn't matter."

The other side.

"Forget it, senior." Bai Zhenzhen shook her head and said calmly, "Look, your defense is broken."

Just when Blue Ridge was getting anxious.

Outside the gate of the training ground, Zhou Chechen leaned against the wall and sighed helplessly: "Ah, look at you, you are anxious again."

Then Zhou Chechen smiled slightly and said to Zhang Yu in front of him: "Junior brother, your eyes make me uncomfortable."

Later, Bai Zhenzhen came to Zhang Yu outside the training ground, stared at Zhou Chechen and said, "Senior, do you want to give me some advice?"

Zhou Chechen walked towards Zhang Yu step by step with a chill in his aura, looked down at him, and said slowly: "Compared to you, I am actually more interested in your master Zhang Pianpian."

"Junior, don't take yourself too seriously."

"Even if I want to do something... it's just like encountering a barking dog. I'll just give it a kick to make it shut up, and then see if it's a wild dog or a domestic dog."

(End of this chapter)