Chapter 69 Grouping
Each school can send up to ten contestants to this martial arts competition.
After Zhang Yu arrived at the scene, he found that there were only more than 40 contestants in total, 30 of whom were from the three major high schools.
The remaining dozen or so contestants are all from other ordinary high schools and key high schools.
They may not have originally understood the situation of martial arts competitions, may lack information channels, or may have had a fluke mentality of trying their luck and seeing the world.
As the strong players from the three high schools took turns to show their strength.
Those other high school students also gradually became discouraged and began to withdraw from the competition one by one.
Of course Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen did not back down.
Zhang Yu recalled the rules and knew that the contestants would be divided into different levels according to their scores.
Then, after a random draw, players of the same level will be arranged into 8 different groups for group elimination matches.
This is to ensure that there are players of different levels from high to low in the same group, and to avoid multiple high-level players in the same group being eliminated early.
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "If I don't want to be grouped with the best students, I have to get as high a score as possible."
"Only in this way can we avoid facing tough opponents in the group stage and ensure our place in the top eight."
Looking at the Yellow Turban Warrior on the stage, Zhang Yu gradually formed a battle plan in his mind.
After a while, it was finally Zhang Yu's turn.
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In the audience.
Zhao Tianxing, Qian Shen and He Dayou sat together.
Apart from He Dayou who looked disgusted, Qian Shen was looking at the arena seriously.
Zhao Tianxing always felt that the students from the three major high schools not far away were looking at him, and he always felt a little embarrassed as a person from Songyang to watch the game with them.
He also felt that the Songyang High School uniform on his body... was so rare and insignificant in the halls of Bailong High School. He always felt that people around him had strange emotions when they saw the Songyang High School uniform on him.
Of course, Zhao Tianxing was overthinking it. For most high school students from the three famous schools...
Songyang High School? The students there know how to cultivate immortality? What's so interesting? We are here to watch the competition.
But at this moment, a student wearing the Bailong High School uniform came over, looked at He Dayou and said, "Dayou, you really came to watch my game?"
He Dayou looked at the other person and wondered why the sunglasses and mask on his face were of no use at all.
"Yeah." He Da nodded and said, "Come and see what the overall level of the three famous schools is like this year."
Chu Qiuhe from Bailong High School laughed and said, "I saw that you Songyang High School also came to participate in the competition. What are you thinking? Aren't you afraid of being beaten into bankruptcy?"
Although he knew that there was indeed a gap between Songyang and the three major high schools, as the son of a school director, He Dayou still felt instinctively uncomfortable when he heard this.
You've already humiliated Songyang in front of the school director's son. You're already seeking death.
But he also understood that there was indeed a small gap between Songyang and Bailong.
Even though he and Chu Qiuhe were classmates in junior high school, their friendship gradually deteriorated after he was admitted to Songyang and the other was admitted to Bailong High School.
In front of the other party, He Dayou always felt inferior.
Even at this moment, Chu Qiuhe was only looking at He Dayou, his junior high school classmate, and ignored Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing beside He Dayou.
After all, it’s Songyang High School... hehe.
At this moment, He Dayou said calmly: "Who knows? Anyway, that person got fourth place in the last French competition, so he might want to try his luck this time."
Hearing the title of fourth in the French Contest, Chu Qiuhe was instantly choked and smiled awkwardly: "Martial arts combat is different from the French Contest. Martial arts combat is about comprehensive strength. The gap between Bailong, Ziyun, Hongta and other high schools will be very large."
As he said that, he looked towards the arena and said, "It just so happens that someone from your school is here. I'll help you see how good he is..."
At the same time, seeing that the person appearing on the stage was a student from Songyang High School, many viewers also thought that it would be a tough battle.
But then Zhang Yu and the Yellow Turban strongman collided, and then with a bang... the Yellow Turban strongman was thrown out of bounds.
Zhang Yu, score 300.
The whole audience was in an uproar. No one had expected that a student from Songyang High School could achieve this.
Chu Qiuhe was also stunned. He saw that the Yellow Turban Warrior was thrown out by Zhang Yu before he could finish his words. He was surprised and said, "300 points? Can you teach such a student in Songyang?"
That tone…it was like seeing a flower growing out of cow dung.
Although he hated Zhang Yu, He Dayou had to admit that at this moment, looking at Chu Qiuhe's surprised eyes, he felt a little refreshed and nodded reservedly: "Our class is quite powerful."
Qian Shen, who was standing by, also said, "Zhang Yu scored 653 points after all. He is very good."
Looking at the uproar in the audience, Zhao Tianxing subconsciously straightened his chest, feeling that the Songyang school uniform on his body was not so humble anymore.
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When Chu Qiuhe returned to Song Hailong, he saw the competition coach watching the slow-motion replay with several people.
The coach analyzed: "Zhang Yu stood at the edge of the ring from the beginning."
"The purpose is to let the Yellow Turban Warrior take the initiative to attack and then come to the edge of the ring."
"Then he threw a normal straight punch, and then it got interesting."
In the camera, Zhang Yu intercepted the Yellow Turban warrior's attack in advance as if he had predicted it.
The competition coach analyzed: "At that moment, he judged the Yellow Turban Warrior's attack, interrupted it in advance, and then used the Wuji Cloud Hand to guide the Yellow Turban Warrior's strength, and finally threw the Yellow Turban Warrior several steps away."
"Because of his position a few steps away, he is just out of bounds."
"Every move was calculated just right..."
After listening to this analysis, Song Hailong's eyes that were originally full of interest instantly faded. He turned his head away and said with a bored look: "I thought this kid was a dark horse like in the French competition. He should have some strength."
"It's really boring to use these little tricks."
The competition coach did not refute what Song Hailong said, because he was not only the top student in the grade, but also an absolutely rich man, so as long as he did not insult the teacher, he could say anything.
Moreover, the coach also knew that his ace son really didn't need to consider a player of Zhang Yu's level.
But the competition coach still looked at the other students and warned them, "Don't underestimate him. Although he may have taken some shortcuts, he was able to make a judgment in that split second. This means that he has very strong reaction and concentration, and a deep understanding of martial arts."
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"Or maybe he had observed the Yellow Turban Warrior for a long time in advance and had figured out some of his attack patterns."
"Although his stats are probably not as high as yours, this kind of opponent is likely to defeat the strong with the weak. If you meet him, you must not take it lightly."
"Anyone who loses to an opponent outside of the three prestigious schools today will be fined 10,000 yuan and will have to kneel down to attend classes this month."
The students immediately responded loudly.
Listening to the competition coach's analysis, Chu Qiuhe said to himself, "So that's how it is."
When he first saw Zhang Yu defeat the Yellow Turban strongman in seconds, he thought the opponent was as strong as Song Hailong.
But after listening to it now, he felt that if he prepared himself, it seemed that it was not impossible for him to do this.
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On the other side, in the preparation area of Ziyun High School.
Lian Tianji laughed and said, "Zhang Yu is indeed very powerful."
Le Mulan, who was standing by, took a quick glance and said calmly, "Poor people are really miserable because they can't even afford to rent the most basic combat spirit roots."
"But I just can't understand why they are so poor and still want to risk bankruptcy to participate in the competition."
Le Mulan turned to look at Lian Tianji, and asked curiously and puzzledly: "You are so much poorer than me, can you understand their thoughts?"
Lian Tianji smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only comfort himself in his heart: "The Holy Number One is just being straightforward and doesn't mean to despise me. Don't take it to heart."
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And shortly after Zhang Yu left the stage, it was finally Bai Zhenzhen's turn to play.
In the audience, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing were originally looking forward to Bai Zhenzhen's performance.
But a moment later, Bai Zhenzhen was found fighting hard in the ring. She tried her best to dodge the Yellow Turban Warrior and barely found a gap to touch the sensor plate on the Yellow Turban Warrior.
"Bai Zhenzhen is fighting so reluctantly?"
He Dayou looked at Bai Zhenzhen, who was full of vigor and vitality when beating him, but was now at a loss under the attack of the Yellow Turban warriors. He suddenly found that he did not feel any pleasure in his heart, but instead a sense of bitterness.
This bitterness is not so much because of Bai Zhenzhen, but rather because of the fact that I was once beaten by Bai Zhenzhen.
Qian Shen frowned at the side: "Bai Zhenzhen's fighting style seems not suitable for dealing with the Yellow Turban Warriors."
Zhao Tianxing said worriedly, "If this continues, won't we be assigned to a group with high-scoring players? We may be eliminated from the group."
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As Bai Zhenzhen fought hard in the ring, the audience and other contestants quickly lost interest.
Song Hailong had closed his eyes out of boredom a long time ago, as if he felt that watching this battle any longer was a waste of time.
Lian Tianji on the other side also felt secretly surprised: "The girl who came to participate in the competition with Zhang Yu seemed to have come with Zhang Yu in the last French competition."
"Why did you insist on joining Zhang Yu in the competition when you are so weak? Could it be that you are... Zhang Yu's slave at Songyang High School? Is Songyang also playing this game?"
Lei Jun looked at this scene and said thoughtfully: "It seems that Bai Zhenzhen feels that his fighting style is not suitable for fighting the Yellow Turban Warrior, so he simply hides his strength."
As a teacher who has tutored Bai Zhenzhen for two weeks, Lei Jun knows that Bai Zhenzhen's strength is definitely not just what she shows on the stage at this moment.
Zhang Yu folded his arms across his chest, looking at the figure on the ring, and gradually understood the opponent's plan.
Although the Yellow Turban Warrior only maintained a physical strength output of 1.98, his own material had not changed and was still so strong that the students could not destroy it.
Bai Zhenzhen's fighting method has always been to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Facing an opponent like the Yellow Turban Warrior who is invulnerable to swords and spears and requires a hard fight, it is obviously easy for her to fall into a disadvantage.
Zhang Yu thought to himself: "My goal is to avoid facing strong opponents in the group stage and make it to the top eight."
"Look, Ah Zhen knows that he can't get a high score, so he just hides his strength and wants to surprise the opponent when he meets a strong opponent in the group stage?"
In the end, Bai Zhenzhen scored 89 (end of this chapter)