Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Cultivating While Raising a Child

Chapter 479 481
"What do you think?" Dean Sun looked at Zhang Lanxiang and asked back.

"Hey, after all, that kid from the Ye family is a few years older. His moves are steady and his strength is strong. I think he has a better chance of winning." Zhang Lanxiang said with a smile.

"Not necessarily, Ye Qin is good at learning the exercises and is familiar with the moves, but he can't beat Zheng Tong." Dean Sun shook his head lightly.

"No way, dean, look, Zheng Tong's feet are weak now, and he obviously lacks stamina! Ye Qinxue's moves are smooth and flawless, how could he not win?" Zhang Lanxiang didn't believe it.

"The moves are stable, and it's a good thing that you don't see them! Although Zheng Tong is young, his adaptability is stronger than Ye Qinxue. Looking at his eyes and momentum, it is obvious that he has seen blood before!" Dean Sun looked at Zheng Tong, and there was something in his eyes. Kind of appreciated.

"No way, a child." Zhang Lanxiang stared at Zheng Tong for a long time, but didn't see anything.

"Don't underestimate these children. Which of the children enrolled in our academy is not a top-notch student?"

Zheng Tong was not originally from the capital, nor was he a nearby resident who was rescued by the army or the search and rescue team. He was originally from Longxi, and he followed his parents to fight all the way, and came to the capital before the snow fell after all the hardships.

"Dididi." A blue bracelet on Dean Sun's wrist suddenly lit up, "The minister called. It seems that something happened. I'll go and see. There are so many people in the arena today. Keep an eye on it." Come on, don't make any trouble." Dean Sun explained to Zhang Lanxiang.

"Hey, Dean, I'll see you off!" Zhang Lanxiang stepped up to keep up.

"No, just watch here. After Zheng Tong has finished this game, don't let him play again." Dean Sun waved his hand, turned and left the competition area.

"This Zheng Tong is so powerful!" Feng Mingyu's eyes lit up seeing Zheng Tong and the senior seniors fighting five times in a row, becoming more courageous as they fought.

"Ah! How dangerous!"

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Hey, get out of here!"

The fight on the stage was full of enthusiasm, and the audience watched happily. Every move on the stage affected the mood of the audience.

Zhong Yingying was a little absent-minded, and kept looking around.

"Sister Yingying, look quickly, Zheng Tong is going to win!" Feng Mingyu pushed Zhong Yingying excitedly.

"Oh, if you win, you win!" Zhong Yingying said casually, just now she felt as if someone was staring at them.

"Xuanxuan, Xiao Luo, there are too many people here, let's go back!" Zhong Yingying said worriedly.

"It's okay, sister Yingying, you see that many people in our competition area have come here, everyone must think that there is no fun." Xiao Luo pointed out, there are many people of the same age around them, most of them are Come cheer for Zheng Tong.

The two who had been fighting on stage for a long time finally came to a conclusion. Ye Qinxue was accidentally slashed on the calf by Zheng Tong and lost the match.

"Brother Ye, are you alright?" Xin Lei looked at Ye Qinxue with some concern.

"It's okay, there are winners and losers in competitions, and we can learn from each other so that we can understand our own shortcomings and continue to work hard. Isn't that the original intention of the school to hold exams?" Although Ye Qinxue was not very comfortable in his heart, he still had a gentle face on his face. , as if he didn't care about losing to a child.

People are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away. Sometimes the gap in talent and aptitude cannot be made up no matter how hard you try.

Zheng Tong defeated Ye Qinxue, and the group of kids from the lower grades who came to cheer him up screamed excitedly, as if they had won the seniors themselves.

No matter how powerful Zheng Tong is, he is only a seven-year-old child. Seeing so many people support and pursue him, he can't help feeling elated.

"Who else will fight me on stage?" He imitated Ye Qinxue's previous appearance and shouted to the audience.

Zhang Lanxiang was still wondering why it was Zheng Tong who won?Hearing Zheng Tong's yell, thinking of Dean Sun's entrustment, looking at Zheng Tong, who was full of spirits and obviously unfinished, hesitated whether to call him off the stage.

"Look at his frightened appearance, what is he capable of? If you want to say that he is powerful, Ning Xiaoluo is much stronger than him. With his two strokes, Ning Xiaoluo defeated him in minutes, don't you think?" Someone in the audience Said sourly.

Zhong Yingying's heart skipped a beat, and she frowned and looked towards the source of the voice. The guy who spoke was called Wang Lianqing. It is said that his family was very powerful, and he usually looked above the top and didn't put anyone in his eyes. Although they were in the same class , but there is no communication on weekdays, and suddenly saying such words is obviously making enemies for Xiao Luo.

Sure enough, just as Zhong Yingying was about to change the topic, someone nearby had already heard her.

"If you don't brag, you will die! Which green onion is Ning Xiaoluo? We have never heard of it. Brother Tong just won five senior seniors in a row. Can he do it?" A person who came here to cheer Zheng Tong The supporters quit and glared at Wang Lianqing angrily.

"Let's not talk about five, ten or twenty can win!" Wang Lianqing muttered in his heart, anyway, it wasn't me.

"Then go on stage and make gestures!" Zheng Tong's little fans exclaimed.

"That's right, what's the best trick for us all to see and see, don't just play tricks." Someone next to him made a fuss.

"Wang Lianqing, you are willing to compete on stage and no one will stop you. What are you doing with others?" Zhong Yingying was angry, and angrily yelled at Wang Lianqing.

"I didn't want to be on stage, and I didn't say to let others be on stage. It's a personal freedom whether you want to compete on stage or not." Wang Lianqing shrugged and said innocently.

Zheng Tong has already heard the discussion below, "Who is Ning Xiaoluo, dare to fight?"

"No, Xiao Luo, Aunt Rong said that you are not allowed to participate in the competition." Students in the lower grades are voluntary to participate in the actual combat training, and it is not compulsory to participate.

Xiaoluo and Xuanxuan's actual combat level is far beyond that of children of the same age, so there is really no need to participate.

"Sister Yingying, he has named him by name. How can I not go? If I don't go, people will think that I am afraid of him? My mother said that a man must be brave and not shrink back." Xiao Luo originally wanted to see Lively, seeing that there is a reason to play now, I feel a little excited.

"But..." Zhong Yingying didn't know how to refute, and was in a state of confusion for a while.

Xiao Luo had already stood up, kicked his feet hard, and jumped straight onto the field. He was small, but he jumped high. Looking at it from a distance, it looked like he was flying up.

"Wow, is this light work? It's amazing!"

"Why so young? This is Ning Xiaoluo, who is also the youngest in the lower grades, right?"

"Who said that Ning Xiaoluo is powerful just now, didn't they deliberately tease us?"

As soon as Xiao Luo came on stage, there was a lot of discussion. Obviously, they did not expect that Ning Xiaoluo was a child younger than Zheng Tong.

Zhang Lanxiang pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, walked to the front of the stage, frowned and said to the referee on the stage, "Two junior students are competing here, isn't it in compliance with the rules?"

(End of this chapter)