Lingzhang

Chapter 61: Holding the Sun and Moon
"In the first few days, it was a tournament with points. A win earned 2 points, and a loss earned no points.

If it is really rare that both of them lose their fighting ability at the same time, or fall to the ground unconscious at the same time, the Department of Education will integrate a panel of judges composed of teachers from various schools to determine the winner based on the severity of their injuries and their performance during the fight.

Of course, in order to avoid possible tacit matches or fake matches, the principle of avoiding students from the same school is adopted during the ring points competition, and opponents are randomly selected on this basis.

Therefore, in each round of competition, you will face martial arts students from five other schools, grouped as batches.

The opponents in the first few rounds are truly randomly drawn, but after the third round, when random draws are carried out again, the principle of similar points will be adopted. If there are equal points, opponents with the same points will be drawn. If not, the opponent with the closest points will be drawn.

Finally, we will unify the lists of all contestants from the six schools, and only contestants who rank above a certain level will participate in subsequent competitions.”

When he said this, in the martial arts studio, there were more than just Yue Hanzhang and Jiang Lingxiu standing there wearing training suits and special leather armor.

Including Ai Jun, three other people stood quietly behind the two men, also listening to Qin Linhui's explanation of the early game process.

This was the person Qin Linhui called from next door after he had just finished giving Yue Hanzhang his "no-taboos" advice.

At this moment, compared to Yue Hanzhang and Jiang Lingxiu's calmness, Ai Jun and others seemed much more nervous.

Whether it was the real-time images displayed on the screen, the majestic momentum, or the details of the game described by Qin Linhui, or the fact that they were about to fight with others frequently, all made the three of them look paler and more panic-stricken.

Qin Linhui saw all of this.

But when he spoke again, his words of comfort to everyone seemed much gentler than the words that had driven Yue Hanzhang to kill him earlier.

“Relax your mind. The more scared and nervous you are, the more likely you are to perform poorly.

Do you have the strength to win the final championship? He shook his head. Yes, you are just so into boxing, objectively speaking, you have no chance of winning.

In martial arts competitions, if it's not about winning the championship, there's no difference between winning ninety-nine matches and winning nine matches or even not winning one match.

After the teacher said this, can you let go of the burden of winning or losing in your heart?
Keep this mentality, play well, follow your own ideas while moving around, and play well in every game.

Winning or losing is not important, and no one is watching you win or lose, but if your ideas in the struggle impress those big companies, believe me, getting a targeted contract is not a problem. Once you sign a contract, you will be guaranteed a job from graduation to future work!"

It was the first time that Yue Hanzhang saw that Qin Linhui had the ability to "speak differently to different people and different lies to different ghosts."

But it must be said that this kind of rhetoric was very effective. It was visibly apparent that the expressions of Ai Jun and the others were no longer as bad as they were at the beginning.

It can be seen that Qin Linhui's gentle persuasion and his repeated concessions on the spirit of martial arts actually touched their hearts.

Not the same.

This was the first time that, even though they were in the same room, Yue Hanzhang, facing a martial arts student who was just as energetic as himself, felt that a clear gap had emerged between them, dividing the martial arts field they were in.

It's really different.

Just as Yue Hanzhang was feeling emotional, the soft breathing light of the bracelet on his forearm suddenly changed, and then a transparent light curtain was ejected, shining in front of Yue Hanzhang——

"Ring number seven, opponent is a martial arts student from the third middle school, Luan Zonghui."

"The countdown for this competition begins - 09:59"

With only ten minutes of preparation time, Yue Hanzhang did not expect that it would go so fast and it was his turn at the very beginning.

At this moment, he turned his head and looked at Qin Linhui.

In response, Qin Linhui gave him a gentle smile, as if he had expected it.

"Once you are on the stage, fight hard, boost the reputation of our school, and set an example for the students behind you."

Yue Hanzhang immediately nodded in understanding. It seemed that behind this seemingly random draw, there was also an arrangement by the school.

This was to ask Yue Hanzhang, who had been making a lot of noise recently, to take the lead. Realizing this, Yue Hanzhang had already decided on the strategy for the fight and the range for "controlling points" in a split second.

A moment later, on the ring.

When Yue Hanzhang suddenly appeared, the martial arts training hall, which had seemed somewhat quiet due to the start of the martial arts competition, suddenly became more noisy.

The surging sound waves almost made Yue Hanzhang feel like he was being drowned and suffocated.

But soon, within a few deep breaths, without the assistance of a mechanized mind, Yue Hanzhang was able to steadily control all changes in his body and mind with the outburst of his own martial arts will.

It was during these few short breaths that almost half of the live broadcast equipment in the entire martial arts training ground were hovering outside the No. 7 ring.

This is different from the other young martial arts students on the ring who were at a loss when facing the camera.

Yue Hanzhang not only faced the filming of the live broadcast equipment calmly, he even slightly adjusted his posture during his breathing, which showed his unique "grandmaster style" as a martial artist with a strong sense of camera.

Compared to Yue Hanzhang's ease, the unlucky guy standing in front of Yue Hanzhang looked much uglier.

He had just mastered the art of boxing a few days ago, and he never expected that his opponent in a competition would be such a famous figure as Yue Hanzhang.

Yue Hanzhang's reputation may still be a talent that needs to be verified and judged for other geniuses, but for ordinary martial arts students like these, the reputation itself is enough to influence their performance.

At this moment, Luan Zonghui's brain went blank because he was facing the powerful Yue Hanzhang.

Between them, there is a gap of twenty-six palms.

"start--!"

As the competition time arrived, an electronic sound came from the speakers next to the ring. The moment the sound fell, Yue Hanzhang had already taken a step forward.

With one step forward, Yue Hanzhang had already arrived in front of Luan Zonghui.

Taking advantage of the situation, the strong wind from his body carried Yue Hanzhang's movement of extending his hand. At that moment, the will of martial arts burst out, and Yue Hanzhang raised his hand, like a poisonous snake hunting, and struck straight towards Luan Zonghui's throat in between changes of curvature and straightness.

In an instant, Luan Zonghui's mind went blank, and he was left with only the most instinctive reaction. He subconsciously raised his hands to protect his throat.

It was with Luan Zonghui's move that Yue Hanzhang took his second step slowly. The burly figure that was originally facing him directly suddenly circled to Luan Zonghui's side like a gust of wind.

When the raised palm fell and his wrist turned, Yue Hanzhang's palm was facing Luan Zonghui's side, and as he raised his hands and had not yet put them down, his ribs were exposed to Yue Hanzhang's palms.

Aiming firmly at the Riyue points on the ribs, Yue Hanzhang concentrated his mind, shook his shoulders, and all the strength in his body burst out at this moment when he took a step forward!
Holding the sun and the moon!

This will be a palm that breaks the ribs and shatters the liver!
From the viciousness of a venomous snake to the strength of a giant python, Yue Hanzhang's smooth transformation of images, as well as the coordination and connection between movement and stillness, virtuality and reality, fast and slow in fighting techniques, all the subtleties are condensed in these two steps.

However, the expected tragic end did not happen. Along with Luan Zonghui's loud and powerful cry of pain, Yue Hanzhang only felt that his palm had hit a hard iron plate.

The armor protected the potentially fatal injury, but Yue Hanzhang's powerful and powerful blood and energy burst could not be eliminated. Luan Zonghui was lifted into the air by this palm and thrown directly off the competition arena.

While "flying" in the air, a red light indicating failure had already lit up on Luan Zonghui's bracelet.

This is a game of martial arts where victory or defeat is determined by the breath.

In an instant, the noise in the main hall became louder, and for the first time, a huge amount of golden light burst out without delay, pouring directly towards Yue Hanzhang.

The light pollution in the virtual vision was quite serious, causing Yue Hanzhang to squint slightly at one moment and then the next.

However, in the eyes of others, this change in expression showed that the genius from No. 1 Middle School was already looking forward to his next opponent.

(End of this chapter)