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Ma Teng did what he said.

Sure enough, he used exactly the same moves as Duan Qingjun, but both the Pi Hang Fist and Mi Zong Fist were low-level skills, far less powerful than Ye Han's Frost Sword.

However, both of them use the same boxing method, which is more enjoyable to watch. If the winner is determined in this way, the loser will not have any complaints.

The boxing technique is crisp and sharp, and every time the two fists collide, there will be a loud bang in the air.

Duan Qingjun was under a lot of pressure. He knew that he was the only hope for Beiqing University. At this moment, all the teachers and students of Beiqing University should be watching this competition. They are all from Haoran University.

Must win.

Must win.

Duan Qingjun was fighting with himself in his heart, and the speed of his punching became faster and faster, but the damn thing is, when he punched faster, the opponent also speeded up.

His physical strength dropped rapidly as he punched and punched.

Dou Da's sweat kept dripping from his chin, and the two would dodge each other at first, but as Ma Teng stood still and just punched, Duan Qingjun could only stand still and keep punching like him.

The fighting style of the two suddenly returned to the most primitive state.

It just depends on who can't hold it first.

This competition is by no means the most technical content in the martial arts meeting, but it is definitely the most visually appealing!

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

15 minutes.

The speed of the two slowed down a little.

The slowing down was almost maintained at the same speed. At this time, both of them were insisting on willpower.

But the fist has long been unconscious, just a movement of raising the hand, the muscles will be torn, and the sweat will enter the eyes, and the eyes seem to be unable to open, but even if the eyes are closed, it has no effect. Both of them knew that the other would not move their positions, but could they not open their eyes just because sweat got into them?
No, no, they are tired, their bodies have reached the most exhausted state.

Under the breath-holding gaze of the audience, after the two punched each other again, they fell to the ground at the same time.

"Oh!"

Seeing this scene, many people at the scene stood up.

Then one pass to ten, ten to one hundred, everyone stood up from their seats, looking intently at the two people on the field who fell to the ground as if they had passed out with eyes full of expectation.

Follow the rules set by the martial arts association.

At this time, whoever can stand up first will be the winner of this competition.

The entire Nestlé venue was quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the breathing of the audience.

ten seconds.

30 seconds.

1 minutes……

Ma Teng's hand twitched.

Although he had no strength in his whole body, Ma Teng put his right hand on the ground with all his strength when he thought that he might disappoint Ning Lang after he went back after losing this competition.

The veins in his entire arm were bulging. Ma Teng lifted his head from the ground first, and then his upper body followed suit. However, his body was exhausted, and he just struggled to get up, and then fell down again.

Nestle is still quiet, all the cameras are aimed at the two people, and the live broadcast has become a close-up shot of the two.

Ma Teng gritted his teeth and clenched his palms into fists. He kept himself alert in his heart: "I've already come here, and I want to be in the top three no matter what."

With his fists on the ground, he tried to get up again. This time his body was finally off the ground, maintaining a push-up position. He knelt on the ground with one foot, slowly straightened his back, and stepped on the ground with his last foot , Immediately after the other foot stepped on the ground, his body straightened up a little bit until he stood up completely.

"Papa papa!" On the venue, thousands of spectators applauded in unison, followed by cheers and shouts.

"I announce that the winner of this competition is Ma Teng, a student from Haoran University."

After the winner was decided, the medical team rushed to the stage and filled the two with glucose.

Duan Qingjun breathed a sigh of relief, lying on his back on the stretcher, he was a little unwilling and helpless and asked: "How many people with similar strength as you are still in Haoran University."

Ma Teng grinned and said: "Even if the last five students from my class's mid-term competition were invited to participate in the fighting meeting, they would still be able to enter the group arena."

Duan Qingjun was stunned for a long time after listening, and after a long sigh, he lay down heavily.

The two were lifted up separately.

The live broadcast is finally over here.

Netizens continued to talk about it on the Internet, reminiscing about the last competition.

……

And at the same time.

Kimchi country.

Inside a big villa in Seoul.

The middle-aged man in casual clothes turned off the TV. In a blink of an eye, he saw Chen Zekai sitting aside very cautiously. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, you are a guest, not my subordinate."

Strictly speaking, it was the first time for Chen Zekai to meet his behind-the-scenes 'boss'.

It was only after he came to the kimchi country that he realized that his behind-the-scenes boss turned out to be Cui Zhengtai, the chairman of the SL Group among the four major chaebols of Samsung! ! !

"The top three in the martial arts competition are all your classmates. It seems that my decision to sponsor you to enter Haoran University was one of the most correct decisions I made." Cui Zhengtai's words seemed to remind Chen Zekai.

Chen Zekai also heard the meaning of the words, he didn't know what to say.

"Are you curious why I want to see you?"

"Yes." Chen Zekai finally answered.

Cui Zhengtai smiled slightly, got up and went to that room without knowing it, took out a box and put it in front of Chen Zekai.

"open to take a look."

Under the pressure of Cui Zhengtai's aura, Chen Zekai nodded and complied.

Open the exquisite box, and there is a small box inside.

Is it?
Chen Zekai took the small box inside in his hand, gently opened it, and a pair of exquisite silver-rimmed eyes appeared in front of Chen Zekai.

"Glasses?" Chen Zekai looked at Cui Zhengtai and asked in puzzlement.

Cui Zhengtai smiled and said, "Put it on and have a look."

Chen Zekai carefully put on the glasses, his eyes didn't have prescriptions, and he looked like ordinary eyes without any difference.

Cui Zhengtai picked up a book and opened it, placed it in front of Chen Zekai, and said, "Touch the end of the right side of the glasses with your finger."

Chen Zekai followed suit again.

When his fingers touched the end of the glasses, a picture that can only be seen in science fiction movies appeared in front of his eyes.

"Look at this book."

Chen Zekai looked down at the book on the coffee table, and a dialog popped up in front of him. It was transparent and suspended in the air, and only Chen Zekai could see it.

[Capture the book, do you want to scan and save it?whether? 】

"You should see the options. Now you press your finger on the left position to select 'Yes', and the right position to select 'No'. After you have made your selection, just flip through the book."

Chen Zekai raised his left hand and tapped lightly on the end.

The picture changes.

A progress bar appears.

As Chen Zekai kept flipping through the pages, the progress bar kept rising.

【1%……9%…32%…45%……71%…】

After Chen Zekai finished flipping through a book of more than 40 sheets, the progress bar reached [-]%.

Chen Zekai took off his glasses in shock.

Cui Zhengtai stood up and said, "Although you didn't make it to the top three in the Martial Arts Association, according to your principal's previous behavior, he should let five of you go to the library once. Please scan the exercises inside, and then give the glasses to the person who contacted you in Huaxia, after that, I will transfer 200 million Huaxia coins to your card."

"I……"

"I'm not discussing with you, I'm ordering you to do this, you have no right to refuse."

"..."

Ten minutes later, the driver brought the heavy-faced Chen Zekai who came out of the villa to the Seoul Grand Hotel.

That night, Chen Zekai tossed and turned and did not fall asleep for a moment.

Once some things start, they can't end.

The next morning.

Feeling uneasy, Chen Zekai got on the plane back to China.

……