Chapter 0072: Taking it the Wrong Way
When they heard that Qu Yunmie was going to compete with an alien race, almost everyone in the training ground gathered around.
When Xiao Rong arrived, he saw that the place was crowded with people, and he immediately became angry: "Why are there so many people? Is the discipline in the military camp so lax?!"
Hurry up and leave, you are taking my place! ...
One of the reasons why he got angry was that his best viewing position was taken away; the other reason was that he was afraid that Qu Yunmie would be embarrassed in a moment.
Others viewed this matter as a joke. They thought that this alien race would definitely lose miserably. However, Xiao Rong, the only one who knew how powerful Di Fa Zeng would be in the future, did not dare to be so optimistic.
If he were really allowed to make an absolutely rational judgment, he felt that the chances of these two people winning should be 40% to 60%, with Qu Yunmie having 40% and Di Fazeng having 60%. After all, Di Fazeng's achievements were much higher than Qu Yunmie's, and Di Fazeng was a Rouran, born into a nation where every citizen was a soldier.
But who made Xiao Rong and Qu Yunmie the same group? So in his heart, he still felt that the two would be evenly matched. ... Poor king, even though he and Xiao Rong had shared life and death, he could only let Xiao Rong give him a reluctant point.
In the center of the training ground, Qu Yunmie glanced at Xiao Rong on the periphery. Seeing that he was staring at this place intently, he was satisfied.
There were no rules for sparring. Di Fa Zeng didn't bring any weapons, and Qu Yunmie didn't plan to take any either. Both sides tacitly chose to fight directly. Looking at Di Fa Zeng, Qu Yunmie stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and beckoned to him: "Go ahead."
Di Fa Zeng pursed his lips. Qu Yunmie was willing to spar with him, which should mean that he thought highly of him, but his words and actions also showed that he didn't think highly of him that much.
His desire to win was aroused, and Di Fazeng exerted force on his leg muscles and rushed forward. However, Qu Yunmie remained expressionless, and suddenly raised his arm to block Di Fazeng's iron fist.
Xiao Rong was watching nervously, when suddenly, Yu Shaocheng beside him asked, "Mr. Xiao, do you want to invite a doctor now?"
Xiao Rong didn't even move his head. He looked at it and thought for a moment before answering, "It shouldn't be necessary. Di Fa Zeng wouldn't dare to hurt the king, and the king wouldn't kill him either."
Yu Shaocheng: "What if the wound on the king's body splits open?"
Xiao Rong: “…………”
His head still didn't move, but his eyes had changed from intense tracking to gradually dull.
Ah, Qu Yunmie seems to still be injured. …………
Ahhhhhhhhh!
Stop it! Stop fighting!
Xiao Rong thought so, but he still didn't make a sound. Even though his eyes were wide open with nervousness, he still didn't want to interrupt the competition.
Firstly, his body had no warning, so nothing should happen. Secondly, interrupting such a famous scene would really get you struck by lightning!
While Xiao Rong was struggling, the two men had already exchanged dozens of moves. Their speed was too fast for ordinary people to catch up with them. People like Xiao Rong who had never learned kung fu could not even tell who had the upper hand.
Soon, Xiao Rong's consciousness was taken away by the fight again. Yu Shaocheng was still waiting for his answer. However, after a brief pause, he heard Xiao Rong ask him: "Can you tell who will win between the two of them?"
Yu Shaocheng: “…”
He felt sorry for the king.
Alas, the king is so miserable. If his brother were here, he would definitely not only focus on the battle situation but also care about his health.
Although he thought so, Yu Shaocheng still answered Xiao Rong well: "The king and Di Fa Zeng are equally strong, but in terms of speed, the king is slightly better. Di Fa Zeng's biggest advantage is his body. He is very strong and can withstand the king's attacks. Most people don't have this ability."
Xiao Rong finally looked at him, but there was no expression on his face.
The next second, Xiao Rong said angrily: "Who asked you this! I asked them who can win!"
Yu Shaocheng: “…”
Didn't I tell you?!
Yu Shaocheng really felt that he was wronged, he said it so clearly, it’s not my fault if you couldn’t hear it!
When this little episode happened, the winner had already been decided. When Qu Yunmie decided to take this opponent seriously, he had already used eight points of his strength, while in normal times when sparring with other soldiers, he would only use five points at most.
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