Zhang Haobai who swallowed the starry sky

Chapter 42 One hundred and eight

"Zhang Haobai!"

On the stands, Jiang Xiaorou screamed and jumped towards the competition arena.

Lu Rover was also stunned. He instinctively reached out and pulled, but failed to hold Jiang Xiaorou.

Li Yifan, who had originally folded his arms and watched the competition quietly, had lowered his arms at this moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Unrelated personnel are not allowed to enter the competition arena!" the referee shouted to Jiang Xiaorou, who was rushing towards the competition arena with a red face.

Jiang Xiaorou's body froze, and then her ears turned red.

Jiang Xiaorou quietly glanced around and saw that no one noticed her abnormality, and her aura suddenly increased.

"Zhang Haobai, damn you! How dare you hide it from everyone and 'pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!'" Jiang Xiaorou shouted, "Huh! I'm almost worried to death!"

"This...have any of you ever asked me what my current strength is?"

Zhang Haobai said speechlessly.

But at this moment, his heart felt warm.

Although there are only 23 Chinese talents in the Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts Basic Training Camp, everyone is obviously very united with each other.

"Irrelevant personnel, please retreat immediately!"

The referee shouted at Jiang Xiaorou again.

Jiang Xiaorou glared at Zhang Haobai fiercely, then reluctantly took a few steps back.

She was so excited that she entered the arena.

"The second game..." The referee in charge clicked his lips, had no choice but to touch his pocket and took out a match list.

The situation changed so quickly that his mind was so confused that he actually forgot who should play in the next game.

This seems very unprofessional.

"Next game, Mitch..." Looking at the match list, the referee announced loudly.

But he didn't even finish reading his name. On the other side of the competition field, someone raised his right hand and said, "Referee, I, I admit defeat!"

"..."

The referee turned his head and looked over, only to see Micevic, who was playing for the second game, turn around and run away.

What a slap in the face.

"Yokozuna Butcher-Kitahara Saburo", who ranked fourth in the junior class, was almost killed by "one punch"! I'm still in trouble, so run away. It doesn't matter if I'm passive in the game or my mentor's impression points are reduced... In short, I will never fight Zhang Hao in vain.

no way!

"The third game..." The referee clicked his lips and looked down at the match table again, "Constantine Macari..."

"Referee, I admit defeat!"

Those who participated in the third match immediately shouted from outside the venue.

"...the fourth scene..."

The referee shook his head and continued to look at the match table.

"Referee, I admit defeat. This is my fourth game. I also admit defeat. Five thousand points, no more..."

A voice came from the outside again.

"The fifth scene..."

The referee was speechless and continued to read without even raising his head.

He can understand these students who admit defeat.

After all, this Haobai is so manic that even Saburo Kitahara, who has the strongest physical defense in the junior class, can't stop him, let alone others. This Haobai is so fast that he doesn't even give the referee time to call for stop or step forward to rescue him. If he is accidentally beaten to death by the opponent, who will he ask to reason?

"The sixth game..."

"Referee, I admit defeat!"

"The seventh game..." "I admit defeat!"

"eighth……"

"Admit defeat, I won't fight him!"

……

Good guy, the speed of this battle has never been faster since the establishment of the basic training camp. The referee only needs to call out the time, and then it will end immediately...

Normally, admitting defeat in a basic training camp competition may be regarded as a "negative competition", or at least make the instructor's impression worse.

But now everyone is admitting defeat in a rush, that is, the law does not hold everyone accountable. Anyway, the situation on the field is very clear. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. This Chinese kid "Zhang Haobai" is too bad. He pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. He has already eaten it. The headquarters training camp of Thunder Martial Arts School!

Give up!

Let’s all admit defeat!

No more five thousand points, let’s admit defeat together!

……

In just ten minutes, the referee called out the number of games without raising his head, and then all of the 107 games left were given up.

The top ten in the junior class, what about the top three?

The first three failed to catch up with the initial wave of challenges, and the latter were too cautious to send out a challenge at all.

In addition to Saburo Kitahara who is fourth in the top ten, there is also a ninth person who has signed up. However, he thought about his small body and simply blended in with the wave of surrender and went with the flow.

After reading one hundred and eight games, the referee pinched his throat, swallowed, looked at Zhang Haobai, who was still standing on the court, and said, "Zhang Haobai, you can go down now. Your battle dates are gone."

"Yeah. Thank you referee."

Zhang Hao nodded in vain and walked away.

To be honest, he was a little unhappy at the moment.

What's this?

After one hundred and eight fights, he had eaten full since last night and was ready to have a good time today.

Unexpectedly, after all the energy I had gathered, it only took half a second...

……

"Hahaha... Junior Brother Haobai, you will make a fortune this time!" Outside the venue, Lu Rover, Jiang Xiaorou, Li Yifan and other Chinese talents who had been waiting there came to greet Zhang Haobai, surrounding Zhang Haobai.

Jiang Xiaorou couldn't squeeze forward and couldn't speak, but she still groaned angrily, stretched out her little foot, and kicked Zhang Haobai's calf hard.

"Have all the student points you won from the gambling battle arrived?" Lu Rover laughed loudly, grabbed Zhang Haobai, and walked toward the outside of the competition arena, saying, "You won 540,000 student points with this one move. !”

"Junior brother Hao Bai, you are now the one with the most points among the students in the entire training camp!"

"Not to mention the junior class, even the intermediate class and the advanced class, there is no one who has more points than Junior Brother Haobai!"

"Yes. No one in the training camp specializes in accumulating points. They usually use whatever they have. Now that the advanced class is number one, how many points can the students have?"

"Let him treat you! Damn Zhang Haobai, you made me worry in vain!"

"Yes! Junior Brother Haobai has to invite everyone this time!"

……

"Okay!" Zhang Haobai nodded immediately, "It's noon today at the same place. I'll treat you! If not, let's go now."

"Hahaha...Junior Brother Haobai is so interesting!"

"Let's go! Anyway, in the past two days, everyone has basically completed the challenge tasks. Let's kill the big ones today!"

"Junior Brother Haobai, I have another show in the afternoon. Can we change it to the evening?"

"Go away! Can't you just drink a few kilograms less at noon? Also, Junior Brother Haobai defeated Saburo Kitahara, who has entered the threshold of junior warrior. His strength must be that of a junior warrior. After the test on the 1st of next month, he will definitely enter the intermediate class. , you are a little kid in the junior class, do you want to let your senior brother know?"

"Hahaha... OK, call me Senior Brother."

……

A large group of young people walked towards Jinghua Building, laughing and joking.

There was a gathering at noon, and in the afternoon Zhang Haobai returned to No. 063, District C, to continue practicing. He occasionally logged into the basic training camp intranet and browsed some information about the basic training camp students and instructors.

(End of this chapter)