Chapter 29 Practical Examination

Inside the huge training ground, students taking the exam were standing in line, looking up at the invigilator in front of them.

This middle-aged sturdy man with a scar on his face and a murderous look on his body is Lei Jun, Zhang Yu and his classmates' martial arts teacher.

If among the five major subjects of high school Taoism, Taoism, magic power, and physical education are the foundation, then martial arts and Taoism are mainly the specific application methods of Taoism techniques.

As to which is stronger, martial arts or Taoism, and which is more useful... the immortal practitioners have different understandings.

Zhang Yu still remembers the outrageous remarks made by Lei Jun, the martial arts teacher, during the first class.

"Martial arts are of great use in this world, but Taoism is useless."

"The more you practice Taoism, the poorer you become. In the end, all your money will be taken away by the company, and you will all become poor."

"Martial arts cost less and are cheaper, but they are also very useful, so only by practicing cheap martial arts can you become rich. The more you practice, the richer you will be."

This is Lei Jun’s martial arts philosophy.

As today's invigilator, Lei Jun also did not rely on any Taoist power.

His arrangement for the monthly exams was always to let students with similar scores in the previous month's exam draw lots and then have a one-on-one practice session.

The two sides will fight three consecutive games, and the actual fighting time of each game is 3 minutes. If someone is knocked down or out of bounds within 3 minutes, the game will end.

After all three games are over, the teacher will score both sides based on their performance in these three actual games.

This is actually very similar to the martial arts combat test in the college entrance examination, except that in the college entrance examination, students are fighting against Yellow Turban warriors, and candidates are not allowed to fight against each other.

But after all, it is only a monthly exam now, and it is impossible to really adopt the college entrance examination standards. In particular, not inviting the Yellow Turban Warrior can also save the school a lot of money.

So after Lei Jun finished explaining the rules of the martial arts practical test, the big screen above flickered, and the drawing of lots began as names appeared one by one.

As the lottery ended, the results were sent to each student’s mobile phone, requiring them to go to the designated location to start the practical exam.

At this moment, the entire training ground was divided into small squares of more than ten square meters each with white lines, and each small square was equivalent to an arena.

According to the draw results, Zhang Yu walked to square No. 12 and saw He Dayou already waiting there.

Seeing He Dayou smiling and nodding politely, Zhang Yu also nodded at him.

"Finally here." He Dayou suppressed the violent emotions in his heart and slowly walked towards the square.

In order to teach Zhang Yu a lesson with good reason, He Dayou slightly used his privilege as the son of a school director and selected Zhang Yu, who ranked 10th in the monthly exam last month, as the opponent of himself, who ranked 3rd in the monthly exam last month.

Of course, according to the lottery rules, the two of them can barely be considered to have similar total scores in the last monthly exam, and no one would question it.

"But in the past month, except for the mana class, his progress in other courses has long been out of date, right? His real ranking should be around 20th to 30th."

He Dayou believes that not only does he maintain a top three level in total score, but his free-fighting skills were also improved to level 2 half a month ago, and he also recently acquired a new martial art in the cram school.

"But there is no need to use new martial arts. Level 2 free fighting is enough to deal with this poor guy."

"The question now is...hurt his hand? Or hurt his leg?"

While he was thinking, He Dayou and Zhang Yu had already walked to the center of the grid and stood more than one meter apart.

He Dayou's eyes also began to wander around Zhang Yu, thinking about how to attack him.

Outside the classroom, an assistant teacher took out his cell phone and started shooting a video.

After the exam, Lei Jun and several other martial arts teachers in the first year of high school will watch all the actual combat videos in turn and give scores.

"Are you two ready?"

Hearing the assistant teacher's question, Zhang Yu and He Dayou nodded together.

"Then the first actual battle between Zhang Yu and He Dayou from the demonstration class..."

"3, 2, 1, start!"

Just after the assistant teacher gave the order, He Dayou suddenly made a move. His right arm turned into a shadow that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and he slashed towards Zhang Yu's neck with his palm.

At the same time, he had already thought about Zhang Yu's possible counterattack.

After all, as a rich second-generation, he has enough time and money to hire people to conduct practical training every day.

He has experienced and trained for all the possible reactions of the opponent after this palm strike, and has even developed ways to crack them.

This is the effect of practical experience.

Level 2 free-hand fighting, coupled with more extensive practical experience, gives He Dayou absolute confidence to defeat his opponent.

"Then... just fight."

The magic power in He Dayou's body surged towards his palm...

Bang! A loud noise came from He Dayou's abdomen.

Then he felt his perspective shaking wildly, the hard ground, and pain all over his body.

It took He Dayou several seconds to react.

He was knocked away by Zhang Yu and fell to the ground.

"I was killed instantly?"

He Dayou's face suddenly turned red: "How is it possible?"

Seeing He Dayou's excitement, the assistant teacher played the battle footage that had just been recorded directly in front of him and Zhang Yu in order to avoid trouble.

In the video, He Dayou had just slapped out with his palm, but Zhang Yu arrived first. While ducking to avoid the palm, he slammed into He Dayou and threw him out of bounds.

The whole process took less than a second, and it looked like He Dayou deliberately cooperated with Zhang Yu to be thrown out.

He Dayou was getting more and more angry watching this scene. He hadn't used his full strength yet, and he hadn't used his newly learned martial arts yet. But just a carelessness...

"I underestimated Zhang Yu. I was distracted by other things while fighting him..."

Thinking of this, He Dayou felt more and more unwilling.

But he knew that no matter whether he was careless or negligent, any unnecessary excuses at this moment would only make him more embarrassed.

So he took a deep breath and nodded to Zhang Yu: "Good fight, keep going."

The assistant teacher at the side asked He Dayou if there was any problem with his physical condition. After confirming that there was no problem, he let the two of them walk into the grid again.

The two stood facing each other again, one meter apart.

Zhang Yu smiled as he looked at He Dayou in front of him, thinking to himself, "I should get a very high score in this actual combat."

The effect of level 3 free-hand combat was better than he expected.

Although Zhang Yu estimated that his practical experience should not be much compared to this rich second generation.

But his level 3 Sanshou training made him too familiar with the 15 Sanshou moves.

In the previous battle, almost the moment He Dayou made his move, Zhang Yu already knew what his opponent was going to do and where the flaws in his moves would appear.

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As soon as the thought came to his mind, his body had already moved. He rushed forward, using his magic power in his arms to throw the opponent out.

"In a first-year free-hand battle, as long as the opponent's free-hand level is lower than level 3, his reaction to the battle will probably be slower than mine."

"Plus, my physical strength is not low now. If the whole school's first-year high school students fight in a free-hand battle... I don't think I will lose."

At the same time, He Dayou on the other side now had a solemn expression on his face, no longer as calm as he was in the previous match.

He decided to concentrate fully on this second match and give it his all to defeat Zhang Yu in front of him.

This time he will never give the other party any chance.

"Zhang Yu and He Dayou have their second match."

"3, 2, 1, start!"

As soon as the assistant teacher finished speaking, He Dayou instantly burst out with all his strength, using his right fist to exert surging magical power and slammed it hard into Zhang Yu's face.

Boom! Another loud noise was heard.

There was the familiar shaking perspective, the hard and cold ground, and pain all over the body.

He Dayou climbed up in a daze.

He was killed in seconds again?

Watch the video recorded by the assistant teacher again.

In the video, as he threw a punch, Zhang Yu kicked him in the chest and sent him flying.

Because both parties moved so quickly, it looked as if He Dayou was using his chest to hit Zhang Yu's outstretched leg.

The third game begins.

This time, He Da did not rush to attack with all his strength, but instead took a defensive stance and observed Zhang Yu carefully.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "After being killed twice in a row, are you starting to be careful?"

The reason why he was able to kill the opponent instantly just now was that at the moment the opponent attacked, he relied on his familiarity with free-hand fighting to predict the opponent's movements and trajectory, and then on the path of the opponent's full-strength attack... he took the initiative to meet the opponent's flaws.

It can be said that they took advantage of the combined speed of both sides, causing He Dayou to lose before he could react.

But once He Dayou became cautious and did not attack with all his strength right away, Zhang Yu would not be able to replicate the two instant kills he had just performed.

But facing this situation, Zhang Yu also had his own tactical preparations.

Whether in terms of magic power or physical strength, Zhang Yu, whose strength has improved by leaps and bounds, is confident that he is not much different from He Dayou, who is ranked third in the grade.

Even from the perspective of physical strength, his opponent is as balanced as him, and does not go for the power of a big guy.

Since the other party is unwilling to take the initiative to attack, Zhang Yu will take the initiative.

He just used his magic power and slapped He Dayou on the chest.

"Here it comes!" He Dayou's eyes flashed, and he also punched out to block the opponent's move.

Then he saw Zhang Yu slapping him again with the same palm.

"Same trick? What?"

After receiving three consecutive palm strikes from Zhang Yu, He Dayou felt a numbing sensation in his arms, and the magic power in his body surged.

Zhang Yu's powerful magical power and strong physical strength were beyond his expectations.

The opponent's tactics were very simple, which was to take the initiative to confront him head-on.

Zhang Yu's level 3 free-hand fighting not only makes him more familiar with the moves, but the same moves in his hands can also unleash stronger physical strength and more powerful magic power.

This gives him a huge advantage in head-on confrontations.

He Dayou quickly realized this, and couldn't help but smile.

"Want to confront me head-on?"

"Then let's touch each other and see which one is harder."

He used his newly acquired martial arts skill, the Little Star Palm, and the power in his dantian instantly transformed into a cold palm force, which blasted towards Zhang Yu fiercely along his palm. ——Update one chapter in advance, please read it next week. The next chapter will be updated at 12 noon.

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