the most powerful

Chapter 87

"The ancient yoga technique is no small matter!"

As the deans and principals of various colleges, they are already at the top of the earth. They are well-informed, so how can they not know the power of ancient yoga?

In particular, the masters of the sad-faced ancient yoga for many years are very difficult to deal with, and it is difficult to subdue them without a lot of strength or other special means.

"Dean Yang, Zijinlong Academy, you are going to lose this match!"

Bai Zhennan, the dean of the Nether White Tiger Academy, looked at Yang Xu and said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's just a battle, and it can't influence the overall situation!"

Yang Xu smiled indifferently, and said indifferently: "Besides, the reason why this child lost is because she was unlucky. If she used the sword from the beginning, the opponent would have no power to fight back!"

"So, this girl is good at using knives?"

The dean next to him was slightly surprised and asked strangely.

"Yes!"

Yang Qian nodded slightly, and sighed secretly, this battle is really...

Forget it, don't talk about it.

"If this is the case, it would be a pity to lose!"

"yes……"

As everyone had guessed, Yang Qian lost after all. After three consecutive rounds of violent attacks to no avail, her physical strength was completely exhausted. In the end, her opponent who had maintained her physical strength at her peak seized the opportunity and blasted her out of the ring. .

Yang Qian...defeated!

"This time, West Point University... wins!"

The host Deng Liang announced loudly.

Silence.

Yes, the audience was a little silent. Even though they witnessed the whole process of the game and knew that Yang Qian had tried her best, when Yang Qian really lost the game, everyone still couldn't accept it.

"Zijinlong Academy...lost again?"

"How could this be? Shouldn't Zijinlong Academy's freshmen be the strongest? Why did they still lose?"

"I remember that this Yang Qian was ranked third in the global college entrance examination, and her opponent was just a nobody. Why did the No.3 Yang Qian lose to a nobody in just a few months?"

"Unbelievable!"

"Damn, why did Zijinlong Academy lose again?"

Not to mention the bewildered audience, Yang Qian at this moment is the most lonely person in the audience. She walked off the ring in a daze, and then stepped onto the spectator stage.

"I lost!"

Yang Qian was crying, her tears mixed with sweat, and her eyes were full of guilt and loss. This battle hit her hard.

She obviously put in all her strength, but after the whole battle, she seemed to be attacking the air, with nowhere to use her strength.

"Sister Qian, don't be sad. I don't blame you for losing the game. The opponent is too tough. If we go up instead, we won't be much better than you!"

Zhao Baoshuan quickly helped Yang Qian to sit beside her and comforted her.

"Yeah, Qianqian, this Ah San is really weird. Among the six of us, except for Si Qing, whoever fights with him loses. I can only blame you for being too unlucky!"

Yang Feifei also comforted softly.

"But...but I lost!"

It's okay not to comfort her, but when she comforted her, she cried even more sadly.

"Okay, don't be sad!"

Seeing this, Si Qing said calmly: "Since you lost the game, you should reflect on where you lost. This is what you should do now, instead of crying here!"

"Boss, stop talking!"

Yang Zhenjun said quickly.

"Hmph! We are all fighters. Winning or losing is not important. The important thing is ourselves. It doesn't matter if we lose a game. As long as we can learn from the failure and let ourselves grow, the purpose of the game will be achieved!"

Si Qing said lightly: "Our life has just begun, and there will definitely be no fewer games in the future. We must be prepared to bear all the results, understand?"

Yang Qian didn't say much, just wiped away her tears and nodded emphatically, Yang Zhenjun and others also nodded slightly.

"Purple Dragon Academy contestants, please come on stage!"

When several people were talking, the host Deng Liang suddenly shouted.

For a moment, everyone in the audience looked at this side at the same time.

"What's the matter, I haven't been on stage for a long time, how did this Zijinlong Academy do it, maybe it's because I was too scared to go on stage?"

"It shouldn't be, right?"

"Then why have you been dawdling for a long time and haven't seen you on stage yet?"

"Ghost knows..."

The audience muttered, and the look in their eyes made Si Qing and the others frown. Damn, why don't you just go on stage tonight, what about you?

"Who are you going on?"

Si Qing looked at the remaining three Yang Zhenjun and asked with a smile.

"I'll go!"

Liu Sheng Piao Xue Nuo Nuo responded, counted his toes, turned into a stream of light and shot towards the ring, appearing next to his opponent.

"Snow!"

She never thought that just as she stood firm, her opponent cried out in surprise.

Liu Sheng Piaoxue was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look at her opponent. Her pretty face also changed slightly when she saw this: "Senior brother Xiaoquan, it's you?"

There were three points of shock in the voice, four points of joy, and three points of disbelief.

"It's me, Piaoxue!"

Misato Koizumi is a handsome and handsome young man with clogs on his feet, a sword in his hand, and a long braid. He is dressed in a typical Japanese samurai style.

"Senior Brother Koizumi, why are you at West Point University?" Liu Sheng Piaoxue asked in surprise, "Did Father allow you to go down the mountain?"

"Yes!"

Mentioning this, Koizumi Sansao couldn't help laughing, and said proudly: "Since you left Log Mountain, I have practiced swordsmanship hard, and finally learned the first three swords of "Broken Water", so my master allowed me to go down the mountain to practice!"

"So you went to West Point University?"

Hearing this, Liu Sheng Piaoxue frowned her pretty face and asked softly.

"Yes, I was adopted by my master since I was a child, and I have been practicing in Log Mountain. I have never had contact with the outside world. The master asked me to enter a random university and try to get in touch with society first. Therefore, I chose West Point University at will!"

Misato Koizumi smiled and said: "I heard that there is a global college martial arts competition. I think you will definitely participate, so I came here!"

"Senior Brother Koizumi, I didn't expect that my opponent would be you!"

Liu Sheng Piaoxue's gaze became firm: "I know you are strong, but I won't admit defeat, and I don't want you to be as merciful as before. Brother, please do your best!"

"Piaoxue, why do we have to be so serious? What kind of college competition, make peace with us, you know very well, I will not draw my sword to you!"

Koizumi Misato frowned when he heard this.

"Senior brother Koizumi, I am no longer the little girl who followed your butt. In fact, I have always wanted to defeat you!"

Liu Shengpiaoxue pulled out the saber in his hand, and said slowly: "The purpose of taking the college entrance examination and applying for the Zijinlong Academy this time is to learn more skills so that I can defeat you in an upright manner. If you really respect me, please use your full strength! Bar!"

"Okay, Piaoxue!"

PS: Today’s second update is here, thank you brothers and sisters for your support O(∩_∩)O
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