Chapter 150: The Main Team

After Christmas, time officially entered the twelfth lunar month.

There is only one month until New Year's Eve, and during this period, the National Wuhan University Exchange Competition is the biggest highlight!

There are more and more reports about the Freshman Exchange Competition!

At this moment, the list of participating students from each school has not been disclosed.

However, the names of some people have already been reported on the Internet.

Kyoto Wuhan University, Han Xu, the national champion in the 2008 martial arts examination!

The college entrance examination test, the first grade of martial arts, 230 calories of energy and blood, 720 points of cultural courses, full marks for professional courses and practical courses!

Li Ran from Kyoto Martial Arts University, took the second place in the 2008 Kyoto Martial Arts Examination, and Han Xu took the first place, with 226 cards in the blood test.

Shanghai Martial Arts University, Zhao Lei, the No. 1 student in the Martial Arts Examination in 2008, in the college entrance examination test, with 225 blood points, 715 points in cultural subjects, and full marks in other subjects!

The Eight Schools Alliance, Huaguo Wuhan University, Wei Bin, the champion of the northern Xinjiang province in the martial arts examination in 2008, 220 cards in the blood test...

The Wuhan University Alliance... has no available roles for the time being.

There are too many schools in the Wuhan University Alliance, and some schools also offer some conditions, leaving some local champions, but at this moment, everyone doesn't know how these people are doing, and how are they progressing?

As for Fang Ping, his reputation is not obvious.

The qi and blood of the college entrance examination was 149 cards, which is not too outstanding. Back then, there were hundreds of warriors. As a non-martial artist, except for a little fame in a prefecture-level city like Ruiyang, very few people paid attention.

...

The magic capital is Wuda.

December flies by.

training room.

Tang Feng said in a deep voice: "The list of participating teams is officially determined today, and this exchange match will be divided into 5 official players and 5 reserve players!

The official team members are injured and exhausted, and the reserve players will be allowed to take the stage!

Official team member, Fang Ping! "

"Zhao Lei!"

"Fu Changding!"

"Yang Xiaoman!"

"..."

last person

Tang Feng glanced at Chen Yunxi, and suddenly turned to Tang Songting: "Tang Songting!"

Chen Yunxi's face turned pale instantly, a little sad.

Yang Xiaoman hesitated to speak, but Zhao Xuemei said directly: "Teacher, I want to challenge Tang Songting!"

Tang Songting frowned, not afraid to fight, and said in a deep voice: "I will fight!"

"You wait for a while, I will announce the list of reserve teams first!"

"Chen Yunxi, Zhao Xuemei, Xu Yikai, Li Zhaoxu, Jin Lei, 5 people are members of the reserve team!"

After announcing the list, Tang Feng looked at the two of them and said, "Zhao Xuemei, are you sure you want to challenge?"

"Sure!"

"Okay! Other students can also challenge, everyone is limited to one chance!"

After all, Tang Feng gave up the middle position.

Zhao Xuemei stepped forward with a stick, and Tang Songting also held his own machete.

"start!"

With Tang Feng's command, Zhao Xuemei, like a cheetah, rushed towards Tang Songting instantly like a cheetah, and the long alloy stick tore through the air!

Tang Songting's performance was also extremely surprising!

I saw his temples pulsating, and then his temples collapsed. The whole person seemed to have lost weight, but his arms suddenly became thicker!

As soon as he got started, Tang Songting used his own method of pressing the bottom of the box!

The sunken temples are a sign of the blood being drawn away.

"Cloak stick, rapid fire knife!"

Fu Changding whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, this woman Zhao Xuemei was like a madman, with an iron rod like a shadow, she chopped out seven or eight sticks in succession!

When Tang Songting used the knife, he took a fierce line, without showing any weakness, he raised the knife and confronted Zhao Xuemei hard!

Zhao Xuemei's stick technique did not hinder his movement. Tang Songting tempered the bones of the upper limbs, and the explosive strength of the upper limbs was far better than that of Zhao Xuemei.

Although Zhao Xuemei was crazy, Tang Songting swung her machete several times and swung away her long stick!

The long stick was swung away, Zhao Xuemei let out an angry roar, and suddenly retracted the stick, piercing the floor with one stick, lifting the leg with the stick was a series of kicks!

"Woman, how violent!"

Fu Changding sighed again, Zhao Xuemei's style of play was very violent, Tang Songting actually showed signs of being suppressed.

"Hmph, that's why you men are useless!"

Yang Xiaoman on the side snorted and shouted loudly: "Kick him to death!"

Fu Changding curled his lips, and was too lazy to answer the question.

Fang Ping also watched intently. Zhao Xuemei had obviously changed into alloy combat boots, which were sharper than Fang Ping's. Her toes kept kicking Tang Songting's machete, and there were bursts of piercing metal scraping sounds.

At this moment, the long alloy stick became the target of Zhao Xuemei's strength. Her whole body was like a banner, holding the stick with both hands, and kicking out afterimages with her legs in the air!

Tang Songting didn't back down either, at this moment he took a step back, Zhao Xuemei lost someone to rely on, so it might not be able to do anything to him.

But Tang Songting just didn't retreat, but the blade was like fire, and the blade was swift and fierce, and the blade slashed towards Zhao Xuemei's legs!

The others watched in terror, Zhao Xuemei might have her legs cut off if she was not careful!

When the two were in a stalemate, Zhao Xuemei suddenly twitched her leg, held the long stick in her hand and turned her body 90 degrees, then suddenly pulled out the long stick, and slashed at Tang Songting with the momentum of a mountain!

Tang Songting was suppressed one after another, and now he was also furious, holding the machete with both hands, his arms became thicker again, and he slashed at the long stick!

Sparks were generated from the friction of the knife stick, Tang Songting took advantage of the situation and changed from chopping to slashing. The blade edge rubbed along the iron bar, rubbing sparks, and slashing towards Zhao Xuemei's right hand.

Zhao Xuemei's upper body strength was not as strong as his. She wanted to change her move at this moment, but she was completely suppressed and couldn't move.

Just when everyone thought she was going to abandon the stick, Zhao Xuemei's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, her right hand did not relax, but instead put down the alloy stick with her left hand, and grabbed Tang Songting's back directly!

"F*ck!"

Fu Changding was startled, this is extremely dangerous, if she can't catch it, her right hand will be cut off!

Tang Songting seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the saber weakened a little. At this moment, Zhao Xuemei had already grasped the back of the saber, and the five fingers of her left hand were rubbed with bleeding threads, instantly staining the machete red, but it stopped the machete's castration.

Tang Songting seemed to hesitate again when the saber was blocked, and he couldn't change his move in time!

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei straightened her toes, and in a high-kicking posture, she kicked the center of the back of the knife.

"when!"

Sparks flashed, Tang Songting's arm softened, Zhao Xuemei held the stick in her right hand, and swept towards Tang Songting's waist.

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei was holding the back of the saber with her left hand, and swiping with the stick in her right hand. Tang Songting either dropped the saber and retreated, or had to try to draw the saber to defend.

Tang Songting didn't mean to retreat, but drew his sword back to defend!

But Zhao Xuemei didn't let go of her left hand, even though everyone could see that her left fingertips were bleeding profusely, she didn't intend to let go!

Seeing the situation, Tang Songting's eyes flashed with embarrassment, he had to give up the machete, and hurriedly took a few steps back!

As soon as he discarded the knife, his combat power instantly dropped by three points.

Next, Zhao Xuemei showed her madness again, chased after Tang Songting and beat him fiercely, as if she would never stop until she killed him!

...

A minute later, Tang Songting let out a cry of pain and stepped aside sweating profusely.

"stop!"

Tang Feng yelled, but didn't let the two continue.

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei's left hand was already blood red, but she was staring at Tang Songting excitedly, as if she wanted to continue.

Tang Songting cursed secretly, shook his arms, and said speechlessly: "I lost!"

This woman is half crazy!

This is not a sparring, it is the rhythm of fighting to death, and she doesn't care about getting hurt.

As soon as he conceded, Zhao Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief, walked aside and began to bandage the wound on her hand, Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi hurried forward to help, both of them looked at her strangely.

Fang Ping was also dumbfounded, is Zhao Xuemei stronger than Tang Songting?

Certainly not, or even worse, otherwise Tang Feng would not have let Tang Songting enter the official team.

But Zhao Xuemei is crazy enough!

This woman was in danger, either her legs or her hands would be chopped off, but she didn't care, Tang Songting was much more hesitant than her, lost the opportunity, came down several times, and finally gave up the knife, that's why she was beaten so badly.

Tang Feng glanced at Zhao Xuemei with some appreciation, and at Fang Ping with some dissatisfaction.

Fang Ping looked depressed, what the hell, who did I provoke?

Tang Feng's expression was obvious, you, Fang Ping, are a man, and you are not as fierce as Zhao Xuemei!

Fang Ping is wronged!

I don't have to fight so hard to win, why do I have to fight so hard, it's the weak's right to fight hard, as a strong person, there's no need for me to fight foolishly, right?

Of course, he could also understand Tang Feng.

Tang Shizi's nickname is "Mad Lion". This kind of reckless man should know how to fight for his life, but he doesn't know the truth that life can only become stronger.

He slandered a few words in his heart, but Tang Feng stopped looking at him, and said with a smile: "Zhao Xuemei entered the official team, Tang Songting entered the reserve team, is there anyone else to challenge?"

Next, a few more people chose to challenge, all of whom were members of the reserve team.

On the reserve side, no one challenged them anymore.

Chen Yunxi should have this strength, but the other party didn't say anything, and Tang Feng didn't force it.

After tossing all morning, there are still these 10 people, the only ones who have changed are Tang Songting and Zhao Xuemei.

The depression on Tang Songting's face could hardly be resolved, it was so embarrassing!

...

The team members are determined.

Tang Feng quickly said: "There are still 9 days until the opening ceremony, starting tomorrow, we will go to other schools to play some warm-up matches!

The reserve team is the main team, and the main team is in charge!

Other schools don't want to lose too badly, even if they don't let the real main players play, they won't let the weak ones play.

In addition, Zhao Xuemei and you guys are still very close to reaching the peak of the first rank. Work hard these few days, and there is hope to reach the peak of the first rank before the competition! "

Zhao Xuemei and Tang Songting still have hope to enter the peak of the first rank, and they are only a few bones away from completing the tempering of the first rank.

Except for Chen Yunxi in the reserve team, the other three were even worse.

"In this warm-up match, we went to East China Normal University for the first stop and South China University of Science and Technology for the second stop, both of which are members of the Eight Schools Alliance.

Although not as good as Mowu and Jingwu, the strength is not weak.

Seeing their strength will be of great help to everyone's own grasp, and take advantage of this time to check for omissions and make up for vacancies, and see where your shortcomings are. "

Fu Changding and the others are not too interested in this, and there are not many opportunities for the main force to play, so this time it mainly depends on the reserve team.

Fu Changding was more interested in the experts from other schools, and after Tang Feng finished speaking, he asked, "Teacher, don't you want to go to Huaguo Wuda?

Wei Bin from Hua Guowu University, I heard that he is extremely powerful..."

"Hua Guowu University is in the capital, so we won't go there. Whether Wei Bin is very strong, we will know when the time comes.

But Han Xu from Jingwu is really strong! "

Tang Feng pondered and said: "Han Xu should also be a martial artist who has been tempered three times, he is at least the peak of the first rank, and may have broken through the second rank.

Mowu here..."

Tang Feng glanced at Fang Ping with some disapproval, and said grimly: "Fang Ping's opponent is Han Xu, Xu Sheng must not be defeated!

If you lose, in the next three years or so, Fang Ping will increase his credits by 10% in exchange for resources! "

Fang Ping almost vomited blood, and said indignantly, "Teacher Tang, your shoes are too obvious!"

"That's right, I'm just going to put on shoes for you... You're quite courageous, and you keep calling me Tang Shizi in private, right?"

"Cough cough cough... Well, teacher, someone must have deliberately slandered me, Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Lei have long been unhappy with me..."

"I heard it with my own ears!"

"You must have misheard..."

"I am at the peak of the sixth rank, and my ears are fine!"

Tang Feng snorted, and said grimly: "You beat Han Xu, so what do you call me in private, I won't bother you.

But if you lose... Humph! "

"Teacher, don't you need to do this? I also have a mentor..."

"Lu Fengrou herself has no objections, do you still have any objections?"

Fang Ping once again had the urge to vomit blood, whether I am Mowu's seed player, I always feel that I am not very popular!

Fortunately, what Tang Feng said next made him somewhat relieved: "If you beat Han Xu, the school will reward you with an extra 100 credits!"

"Only 100 credits, he is the number one scholar in the country..."

"Whether you want to love or not, now that the college entrance examination is 8 months away, no one knows what Han Xu's strength is. Maybe he is not as strong as someone in the reserve team. It is not impossible..."

"Then... that's fine."

Fang Ping had an expression of extreme helplessness, but Tang Feng knew that this kid didn't know how happy he was.

This really wronged Fang Ping, and Fang Ping couldn't say whether he was happy or not, but it was inevitable to meet people from Jingwu, and it was almost inevitable to fight Han Xu.

Since they were fighting, Fang Ping didn't want to lose either.

There is an extra reward for winning, which can be regarded as a surprise.

As for losing... Fang Ping groaned in his heart. If he lost, he would need 10% more credits to exchange for resources. It must be impossible!

If that's the case, he will consider quitting. I don't know if Jingwu will accept Mowu's students.

Of course, Tang Feng didn't know about these small things.

In order to stimulate Fang Ping, these mentors also racked their brains.

...

The team was over, and it was decided to go to East China Normal University tomorrow, and everyone dispersed.

When returning to the dormitory, Fu Changding said with a serious expression: "Fang Ping, Han Xu, you have to be careful, not only him, but also Li Ran.

I also know these two people.

He was a famous genius in Kyoto High School before, I have met him a few times, and he is very strong..."

"How do you compare to them?"

"It was a little worse before, but now... that's not necessarily the case!" Fu Changding was not humble either.

"Then I'll be fine."

"You... what do you mean?"

"You are fine, can I still have a problem?"

Fu Changding looked annoyed, and hummed: "Then let's wait and see, when they beat you down, I will win them again, and let people know who is the number one Mo Wu!"

"You? You can beat Zhao Lei. That guy is my defeat."

"That's different. Before everyone's bone tempering was different, now they are all at the top of the first rank..."

Fang Ping yawned and ignored him, it's not that you are making progress!

After so many days, I really thought I was eating dry food.