Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 116 The game is in progress

"You've advanced to Grandmaster?"

Sun Hao and the others looked on in disbelief. How long has it been?
You were level nine before, right? Even if you were hiding your strength and were only level ten, that's still too fast!

A freshman in college, reaching the Grandmaster realm at eighteen!
"Oh, it's just advancing to Grandmaster level. You guys will be close too. Keep up the good work!"

Zhao Rui grinned and said.

"Damn, beat him up! I've never had such a satisfying time with a Grandmaster in my life, let's enjoy this moment while we can!"

One of them shouted loudly and charged forward first.

Upon hearing this, the others thought it made perfect sense and immediately swarmed forward again.

"Don't I need noodles?!"

Zhao Rui took off running. He's already a grandmaster, how could he possibly take another beating?
Grandmasters need to be respectful, okay?
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Sun Hao and the others couldn't catch up and had to return sheepishly. Suddenly, they saw Wang Dalong and Cai Zhengyang standing there dumbfounded.

He then asked in a sinister tone, "Have you two advanced?"

Cai Zhengyang and Wang Dalong quickly waved their hands and said, "No, no, we're really stupid, really stupid."

As he spoke, he backed away, and after a few steps, he turned and ran away.

Seeing the three men flee in disarray, the youth training team members were speechless for a moment:
"It's so frustrating to compare yourself to others! Anyone else could have advanced, but why did it have to be that devil Zhao Rui? Now there's no hope of revenge!"

Tell Zhao Rui, after the match, let's have dinner together!

The sound drifted gently inside and outside the stadium!
……

The competition officially began the following day.

After a simple opening ceremony, the contestants prepared to enter the competition according to their assigned order.

On the first day of the competition, there was a match between Cai Zhengyang and a level 9 martial artist, a third-year student from Taizhou College.

"Go for it, senior!"

The students from Taizhou College below the stage stood up excitedly and shouted at the senior students who were fighting on the stage.

As an ordinary undergraduate college, the most impressive thing about their college is the senior students who are at the ninth level on stage.

Unfortunately, they ran into people from Dongqi University in the very first game.

Even though he was only a freshman, no one dared to underestimate him.

As everyone knows, Dongqi University recruited a number of talented martial artists this year.

This contestant is only a freshman and already at level nine; he must be a genius.

He might even be the most talented one.

The Taizhou student on stage nodded with a serious expression. He had to win this match; if he won, the remaining two rounds would be at the eighth level.

The odds of winning are greater.

"please!"

"please!"

The two exchanged blows after a brief exchange of glances.

After being suppressed by Zhao Rui at school for so long, Cai Zhengyang can finally step onto the big stage without restraint.

A fire was burning within me, ready to burst forth.

After exchanging more than ten blows, seeing that his opponent's skill was good but his moves were mediocre, he was overjoyed and immediately used the Xuan Yin Sword Finger.

Instantly, bursts of energy shot out in all directions, striking the railings of the arena and making a hissing sound.

The student from Taizhou immediately scrambled to dodge.

The martial art he learned was a type of palm strike called Pi Gua Zhang, which was good for close combat.

Unexpectedly, the opponent possessed a rare and unique skill called Qi Finger Force.

Realizing something was wrong, he dodged several times, but the distance between them grew further and further, and he couldn't get close to his opponent at all.

"No, if this continues, we're bound to lose!"

The man from Taizhou's eyes sharpened, as if he had made up his mind. Suddenly, he took a step forward, then leaped into the air and did a somersault.

While in mid-air, his hand grabbed his clothes and ripped them in two with a tearing sound.

With the shirt in hand, the Taizhou contestant immediately perked up and used it as a whip to strike Cai Zhengyang.

Cai Zhengyang swung his sword finger and pointed it at the whip. Although he hit a hole, the flexible clothes still lashed out at him at full speed.

Cai Zhengyang quickly dodged, and this happened several times.

Just as he was about to change his moves and create some distance, he found that his opponent was already right in front of him.

At the same time, a pair of palms slapped from a distance.

"You don't think I only know one finger technique, do you?!"

Cai Zhengyang sneered and used his Prajna Palm technique to instantly block the opponent's attack.

The two exchanged blows, their palms meeting in a short time, more than ten times.

After special training at the training base and Zhao Rui's restrained sparring, his reaction to various moves has undergone a qualitative change.

They've seen it all!
To those watching from the sidelines, the two exchanged blows with lightning speed, their movements evenly matched for a time.

"Senior brother, keep it up! He can't outlast you with his internal energy!"

The Taizhou team members shouted excitedly from below the stage.

Just then, the situation on the field suddenly changed. Cai Zhengyang, who was still exchanging blows, suddenly changed his palm and bent his elbow, pointing diagonally with his backhand, and a burst of energy shot out instantly.

It hit the opponent squarely.

The other person staggered and tried to step forward again. But Cai Zhengyang had already extended his finger and pointed it at his Tanzhong acupoint.

"I lost!"

The contestant from Taizhou College instantly dimmed his eyes; he was already a junior, and his chances were dwindling.

"Learn from this experience, brother! You can't be so rigid when it comes to martial arts!"

A cold smile appeared on Cai Zhengyang's lips.

"Cai Zhengyang from Dongqi University wins!"

As the referee announced the verdict, the students from Taizhou College watching from below the stage erupted in wails.

Cai Zhengyang smugly shrugged at the person opposite him and gracefully jumped off the stage.

He had just returned to his rest area when he was slapped on the head. He had just won and was feeling quite smug when someone dared to slap him on the head. His eyes widened and he turned around to look.

But then he saw Zhao Rui frowning at him, and immediately gave a smug smile, saying sheepishly, "I didn't win!"

"Winning was so difficult, what's there to be proud of? And who gave you the right to show off? This is a competition, can't you be a little more low-key!"

Zhao Rui said unhappily.

That kid shouldn't have shrugged at the opposing student spectators; it could easily cause offense.

It's not like we're only having one or two matches; it's better to keep a low profile.

"oh!"

Cai Zhengyang reluctantly agreed, thinking to himself, "You're allowed to show off, but I can't even gloat."

Zhao Rui knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, and immediately said in a cold voice, "When did you ever hit me? Show off however you want!"

Cai Zhengyang scratched his head sheepishly and sat down calmly.

Wang Zhanshan listened to the two talking, took a sip of tea with great satisfaction, and leisurely leaned back in his chair, waiting for the second match to begin.

Although their match is over, there are still several high-profile matches to come, featuring players who ranked highly in the last provincial competition.

They need to watch the game and observe.

For a whole week, everyone on the team played their first match.

Except for Zheng Minghao, everyone else advanced smoothly.

Although Zheng Minghao has only recently advanced to level eight, his strength is considerable. Unfortunately, the opponent he is facing this time is a veteran level nine powerhouse, one of the top fifty in the provincial competition.

There's nothing to say about the defeat.

After the first round of the competition ended, the second round of the competition immediately began.

The only advantage of the knockout stage is that strong teams are strong, and good luck is good luck.

There won't be any strategies like Tian Ji's horse racing.

After all, in martial arts battles, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant, and life and death are preordained; there is no chance for a second chance.

The entire competition is divided into two stages: the preliminary elimination rounds, which select the top 20 contestants.

The remaining 30 contestants will compete in a round-robin tournament to determine the final top ten.

After all, those who make it into the top 30 are all fairly evenly matched. At this point, it's necessary to select the best of the best to avoid having top players clash and be eliminated directly.

The entire competition cycle is long and involves many matches, which is also a huge psychological test for martial artists.

Fortunately, the competition is scheduled for after June, giving the students plenty of time.

The only downside is that there are no holidays.

Zhao Rui accompanied the team for two weeks of competitions, and finally waited until the team members had a few days of free time.

He quickly asked Wang Zhanshan for leave and took a car back to Lincheng.

A student life without holidays is incomplete.

After returning home, Zhao Rui took his parents to the bank and deposited the hundreds of thousands of yuan they had into a fixed deposit account.

With this money, Zhao Rui felt much more at ease.

After all, he was a martial artist. Even if his life wasn't as dangerous as living on the edge of a knife, he had still faced several life-threatening situations.

With a number of unexpected events recently, Zhao Rui couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Zhao Jincheng and his wife were astonished to see their son bring back so much money.

"It's good to save it; this is all your dowry money for your future wedding!"

Zhao Jincheng said with a sigh.

Two sons, the pressure is immense!

"Dad, I don't need a bride price to get married. They're practically paying me!"

Zhao Rui chuckled.

"Don't talk nonsense. What family doesn't give a bride price when they get married? If they didn't give a bride price, would the girl marry you?"

Xue Wenhui said reproachfully.

"Okay, okay, got it!"

There's no need to argue with your parents. They have different life experiences, and their words are based on their own practical considerations.

Ultimately, it's all for his own good.

After depositing the money, he returned home, and his younger brother Zhao Ke came over and sat down next to him.

He said, "Brother, I ranked in the top 20 in the whole school in this final exam, and I plan to apply to Dongqi University as well."

"Top 20? That's a significant improvement, much better than me. But you don't necessarily have to apply to Dongqi University."

"Go out and see other places. The world is vast, and your grades will have more options."

Zhao Rui said.

Dongqi University is one of the top universities in Dongqi Province, but it's just average outside of Dongqi.

There are many better schools than it.

My younger brother is an ordinary student who is studying science, and there are better schools he could choose.

After listening to Zhao Rui's words, Zhao Ke pondered for a moment and said, "It's just an idea; we still need to see the results."

"Okay, good luck! Once you get into university, I'll get you a laptop, a phone, and everything else all at once!"

"Really? Thank you, bro!"

Zhao Ke immediately burst into laughter.

After chatting with his parents and younger brother at home for a while, Yang Fan couldn't wait to make a phone call.

He originally planned to watch Luo Min's match and also meet up with Zhao Rui, but his girlfriend absolutely refused.

He was so angry that he almost dumped his girlfriend.

As for why he didn't shake it off?

That's because the other person is also a martial arts student, although not a very powerful one, but still a level 5 martial artist.

He's much better than him.

As soon as he heard that Zhao Rui was back, he immediately brought his girlfriend over.

Let his brothers back him up!
(End of this chapter)