Chapter 63 1 Hit, Shocking the Audience! (Middle)

"I don't know what 2077 is."

The principal of No. 7 Middle School had a serious expression: "I just want to know where you came from."

Chen Yu: "I came from No. 2 Middle School."

Principal: "Then why don't you go back to No. 2 High School? What are you doing in our No. 7 High School waiting area?"

"Principal." Chen Kaizi, who was on the side, leaned over to the principal of No. 7 Middle School and said, "He is a transfer student from No. 2 Middle School and is in the same class as me."

"Transfer student?" The principal was taken aback: "Has he been promoted?"

Chen Kaizi laughed: "How can a transfer student who was eliminated from the second middle school get promoted..."

Chen Yu: "I made the cut."

Chen Kaizi: "..."

Chen Yu pointed to the rostrum not far away: "If you don't believe me, ask the examiner."

"Uh..." The principal lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand: "But why isn't your name on it? Didn't you tell your head teacher?"

"I told you. Not only did I tell her, but I wish her a long life."

"Then why didn't she put your name on it?"

"I don't know." Chen Yu spread his hands: "I'm a transfer student, and the head teacher has never liked me very much. When I was on the bus, he even rushed me to the top of the bus. He used words to attack me from time to time. Often I can't say a word."

Chen Kaizi: "..."

"Bullshit!" The principal was furious: "Bullshit! What's wrong with transfer students? Transfer students should be discriminated against? That's outrageous!"

"Headmaster, don't do this." Chen Yu advised: "Besides not liking me, criticizing me, and discriminating against me, my head teacher is still very kind to me."

Chen Kaizi: "..."

Dean:"……"

Suppressing his anger, the principal of No. 7 Middle School said irritably, "Old Liu, after the college entrance examination is over, let his head teacher come to my office."

"Okay... okay." The dean nodded again and again.

"Since you're also a promoted student, sit down. I'm standing." Patting Chen Yu's shoulder, the principal waved his hand: "Sit down, continue to rest, and preserve your physical fitness."

...

Time passes slowly.

With the expectation of more than 60,000 spectators at the scene, the ring match finally began.

On the hanging big screen, the first batch of battle lists were displayed.

Chen Yu in the seat opened his glasses a little, saw that there was no name on the screen, he closed them again, and enjoyed a professional massage.

Then, within a few minutes, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became warm.

Five teams of players have started playing.

Due to the loudspeakers installed in each arena, the sound of the candidates punching to the flesh and roaring with energy was not overshadowed by the cheers of the audience.

Chen Yu stood up straight and opened his eyes to observe for a while.

It was found that the candidates in the arena went all out in every move and pointed directly to the opponent's key points. The strength of confrontation has risen by an unknown level compared to the audition.

This is the college entrance examination in his memory...

"come on!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"come on!"

"Dong dong dong..."

In the auditorium, a mighty drum sounded again.

The adrenaline of the candidates soared, speeding up the rhythm of the battle again.

In a short time, the five arenas were all divided into winners and losers.

One of the losers in the No. 3 ring was seriously injured and was lifted by medical staff and sent away for rescue.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

There was thunderous applause at the scene for a long time...

When the four medical staff carried the wounded and passed by the waiting area of ​​No. 7 Middle School, the dean of the school was inevitably excited and said, "The best scar on a man is the one left after a serious injury."

Chen Yu was suspicious: "Shouldn't the best scar on a man be the one left after cutting the foreskin?"

A medical staff staggered suddenly and fell directly to the ground. Throw the injured candidate two meters away.

Dean:"……"

headmaster:"……"

Everyone present: "..."

"puff.

"The wounded spit out a mouthful of blood...

"You... don't talk nonsense!" The fallen doctor quickly got up, glared at Chen Yu, and then carried the injured candidate back to the stretcher: "How is it? Are you okay?"

The injured candidate clutched his chest and struggled: "It hurts... it hurts..."

"I'll give you anesthesia right away and have an immediate operation."

"Then...then..." The examinee stretched out his hand: "Then cut off my foreskin by the way..."

Everyone: "..."

...

The first batch of fights is over.

The staff came to the stage to clean up the traces.

On the big screen, the list of the second batch of candidates was also displayed.

[The second batch of the second round of the ring competition:]

[Ring No. 1: No. 3 (***) vs. No. 3 (**)]

[Ring No. 2: No. 9 (**) vs. No. 9 (**)]

[Ring No. 3: No. 1 Middle School (***) vs. No. 6 Middle School (***)]

[Ring No. 4: No. 7 Middle School (Chen Kaizi) vs. No. 7 Middle School (Chen Yu)]

[Ring No. 5: No. 1 (**) vs. No. 1 (***)]

"It's our turn."

Seeing the names on the giant screen, the principal froze, turned to look at Chen Yu and Chen Kaizi: "You both get up."

The two stood up and looked at each other subconsciously.

Chen Kaizi frowned slightly.

With his status in No. 7 Middle School, he has never seen Chen Yu in the eye.

In his mind, that is a low-level person. And he will always be two worlds.

But unexpectedly, this "bottom man" has also been promoted, and he is still qualified to play against him...

"The world is getting more and more magical." Chen Kaizi pouted, took off his jacket, revealing his tendon.

As a descendant of a martial arts family, he is not an ordinary student.

If the Wen Kao is not ranked according to the level of strength, he is confident that he can reach the top 20 in Qingcheng and become a seeded player.

'Let that stupid *principal see how I got into the official competition...'

With this thought in mind, Chen Kaizi took a step and was about to walk towards the ring.

"Wait a minute!" The principal of No. 7 Middle School stopped him: "I haven't arranged a strategy yet."

"What tactics?" Chen Kaizi stopped and looked back at Chen Yu: "Tactics to beat him?"

Chen Yu: "..."

"Did you forget what I said?" The principal gestured with both hands: "If the difference in strength between the two sides is too large, we must admit defeat. It can avoid injury to one party and not deplete the physical fitness of the other party."

After speaking, the principal asked Chen Kaizi, "What's your level of energy?"

Chen Kaizi replied: "0.9."

"What about you?" The principal turned his head and asked again.

Chen Yu replied: "0.7."

"The weak side admits defeat, understand?" The principal patted Chen Yu on the shoulder again.

"Understood. The weak side admits defeat. It is very reasonable and a very good tactical arrangement." Chen Yu nodded and smiled at Chen Kaizi.

"Whatever." Chen Kaizi continued to walk, left the waiting area, and walked to the No. 4 ring.

"Then I also got in." After moving his lower joints, Chen Yu followed into the ring.

"Also! Don't admit defeat at the beginning!" the principal shouted: "Procrastinate for a while, and then admit defeat when others are halfway through and not too many viewers are paying attention."

"Got it." Chen Yu waved his hand: "You can completely trust me, Chen Yu."

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