Budo: Age of Chi

Chapter 60 Go to
As soon as Zhang Yunpeng said this, he also attracted the attention of his classmates and teachers.

"Meng De, are you really going?"

"Really? You can now face the elites in the sixth form?"

"Come on, Mengde, I like you."

The teaching building was chattering, and voices of doubt and encouragement continued to come out.

"Okay, okay, do your own thing first, you have to be capable, I very much encourage you to go to the senior elites to fight."

Li Yunxiao suppressed the chaotic voice, order was restored, and everyone began to check with the teachers again, but their eyes turned to Meng De from time to time.

Bai Zhao approached and said in a low voice:
"Come on, Mengde, I like you.

After you finish playing, I will challenge him too, and let the senior elites see the strength of our class! "

The corner of Meng De's mouth twitched, and he wanted to defend himself. It wasn't what they thought. He was simply standing up for Wang Chuanli so that he would have no worries.

But after thinking about it, he chose to remain silent.

Forget it, they are all the same, more or less.

At noon, Zhu Yanghong responded, willing to accept this appointment.

But his attitude was contemptuous, and his meaning was obvious.

This appointment can only be regarded as Meng De challenging him, so he will not waste time coming here, let Meng De go deep into the secret realm by himself, and go to the elite base of the sixth form to find him.

He also said that not everyone is Zhang Yunpeng. If you want to step on him and stand up for Wang Chuanli, you must first weigh yourself.

Don't be beaten and cried at that time, and you have to go home to find your mother.

The attitude is very arrogant, and these words are really annoying.

Meng De sneered after hearing this, and said:

"Inferior heart attack tactics, if he doesn't say that, and just sends me a [come to fight], I will be able to look at him a few times.

I think he was beaten by Zhang Yunpeng, and he was a little unsure about how to deal with No.3 like me. "

There were rumors about this appointment on the campus, and it was as hot as when Zhang Yunpeng challenged Zhu Yanghong.

Posts were hung up high, and some people even gambled on who would win.

But soon, the news about the gambling was deleted, and Yucai Middle School did not allow such behavior to happen among students.

The second day after the test, Sunday.

Meng De recharged his energy, and Wang Chuanli and Xia Cao took turns driving him to the elite base of the Sixth Form.

The elite base of the fifth form is in the body training area, while the sixth form is in the viscera area.

As for the exchange of blood and fascia, that is where the teachers and upper-level leaders live.

Every Saturday's inspection class is picked up by armed helicopters, and it doesn't waste much time.

Meng De drove out with Wang Chuanli and Xia Cao, not only to fight Zhu Yanghong, but also to hunt for resources once every half month.

After this hunt, within a few days, he would come out of the secret realm.

With this incident, most of the fourth-grade students knew about the existence of the so-called elite base, and there was an uproar.

There are many people who want to follow Meng De to see and witness the battle between the two with their own eyes.

It's a pity that it's too deep, some of them are only at the middle level of Qi Cultivation, and they don't dare to treat life as a joke.

As for the seed players in class one, they are somewhat interested, but there is no need to bother to follow them.

The kung fu of the past few days is the right way to practice.

If, like Zhang Yunpeng, they are also making appointments outside the city, then they can spare some time to see it.

Arriving at the Sixth Form Elite Base, it is embedded in a small basin, and the city walls are made of steel. When I went in and visited it, I found that the conditions were very simple and there were not many students here.

According to the information disclosed by Lu Feng, there are eight classes in the sixth form, but only a few dozen people can enter the elite base.

Except for the infrastructure for eating and sleeping, there is nothing else.

They have no entertainment, and their medical treatment is simple. They are a group of martial arts students who have divorced from the public. Most of their thoughts are put on practice, and they are making the final sprint for the college entrance examination.

The three of Meng De waited quietly. After a few minutes passed, a tall and strong young man covered in sweat came over with a ferocious expression on his face.

There seemed to be a magnet between him and Meng De, their gazes were attracted to each other, sparks seemed to flicker in mid-air.

The loose martial arts uniform on Meng De's body was automatic without wind, and his inner breath surged in his body.

A sense of oppression arose between the two and gradually spread around.

"You are Zhu Yanghong (Meng De)?"*2
The two asked each other, and they confirmed each other's body skills.

"It's only at the middle level of body training, do you really think you are Zhang Yunpeng?"

"Give you half an hour to rest, and fight me in your best condition."

Facing Zhu Yanghong's provocation, Meng De's face was calm and his eyes were indifferent.

Zhu Yanghong clamored:
"Stop talking nonsense, I can fight you right now!"

"I don't want to win without force, and I will save myself making excuses then."

Meng De was indifferent and retorted.

"Humph!"

Since Meng De insisted, Zhu Yanghong didn't force it, and didn't care about waiting for half an hour.

"Then come with me!"

He turned around and left, and the three of Meng De followed.

The match between the two not only attracted the attention of the fourth and fifth students, but also the elites of the sixth form.

For them, during the days of penance, this kind of battle is the best means of entertainment.

The four of them came to a steel arena in the base. Some people had already surrounded them, and some people rushed over one after another.

They are all watching the excitement and are very excited.

And the strength is very strong, the weakest is the low-level viscera.

And Zhu Yanghong's realm is also low-level.

But don't underestimate his combat power. The martial arts students cultivated by the official profession are different from the fighters trained by outside martial arts gyms, as well as those monsters and beasts.

There are two completely different levels between them. Ordinary students can fight at least one small realm, not to mention that this group of sixth form elites, it is normal to kill enemies beyond two or three realms, and their combat power is extremely terrifying.

But Meng De is not afraid, even though he is only at the middle level of body training, but the three types of martial arts have long been perfected, and after being instructed, they have already been honed to surpass the normal martial arts students.

Coupled with the family secret method of five dragons holding pillars, what about the state of viscera, Meng De dares to fight!
This steel arena is very large, with blood stains on it, and some small depressions, it is estimated that it is also [experienced in hundreds of battles].

Meng De glanced at it, then sat in a corner with his eyes closed, waiting for Zhu Yanghong to recover, and at the same time he was mobilizing his emotions and performing self-hypnosis.

Emotion is something that, if used well, will actually improve combat effectiveness.

Meng De realized the practicality of this little trick the last time he beat the tattooed face force demon to death.

Of course, this is a double-edged sword.

In the face of human beings who are also elites, they may be caught in the loopholes, and under anger, they will ignore some details.

But it doesn't matter, Mengde will not go as deep as before, just to maintain his aggressiveness.

After more than 20 minutes, Lao Wang and Xia Cao were a little worried. Seeing that Meng De was panting heavily, they seemed extremely angry, so they couldn't help persuading:
"Brother Meng, it's impossible, it's really impossible.

It's just Zhu Yanghong, don't take it too seriously, if you get angry with yourself, it will affect your next battle. "

"Yes, if"

As soon as Xia Cao opened her mouth, she saw Meng De's eyes opened, bloodshot in the eyeballs, and she couldn't help but swallowed the words that she wanted Meng De to admit defeat if she really couldn't beat it.

Both of them were a little scared, they had never seen Meng De so angry, it seemed that there was a hatred between him and Zhu Yanghong for taking his wife and killing his father.

(End of this chapter)