pdf-ebookys Chapter 159 One dares to teach and one dares to learn
Chapter 159 One dares to teach and one dares to learn
Jia Zhengliang's face turned grim. He was a very honest man. "If you take the chopsticks, wouldn't I be bullying you? That's absolutely impossible. How about this? Take my throwing knives. I have some more."
As he spoke, he sent 12 flying knives directly to Song Yuan, and used the method of controlling the flying knives to send them directly in front of Song Yuan in one breath.
However, before those knives got close to Song Yuan, or when they were just on the center line between the two of them, Song Yuan's control consciousness directly took over the 12 flying knives and forcefully kicked Jia Zhengliang's supernatural power away.
To be honest, this was something Jia Zhengliang never expected.
Jia Zhengliang was horrified, but Song Yuan on this side just gave Jia Zhengliang a bright smile. Then, Song Yuan controlled eleven of the flying knives and smashed them directly towards Jia Zhengliang.
Jia Zhengliang originally wanted to control the 11 flying knives, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not regain control of the 11 flying knives.
"Ahhh-"
Jia Zhengliang here made a sharp explosion sound from his mouth, but he didn't know how to jump off the ring, but hugged his head instead.
Unexpectedly, the 11 flying knives went straight through Jia Zhengliang's body and stabbed into the ground behind him.
Jia Zhengliang was unharmed, but he lost all face.
Because the people watching the class in the stands were laughing.
Moreover, Zhang Chulan had not yet entered the arena at this time. At this moment, Zhang Chulan climbed over the railing and laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha, Jia Zhengliang, you should admit defeat. Your ability to control the sword is not as good as our Song Yuan."
Jia Zhengliang's expression was extremely grim: "Do you even have the right to speak?"
Zhang Chulan laughed heartily: "Then you have the ability to defeat our Song Yuan. You shouldn't have screamed just now. In fact, you could have jumped off the ring just now."
Jia Zhengliang's face turned grim. He glanced at Song Yuan and said directly to the fat Taoist priest next to him, "I give up."
The fat Taoist priest had originally thought he could see a fierce duel, but he didn't expect it to end so poorly. He felt terrible: "Are you sure? You won't think about it again?"
Jia Zhengliang glanced at the fat Taoist priest, confused. "Don't you also want me to give up? Haven't you been wanting to see me jump off the stage for a long time? Why are you still trying to persuade me now?"
The fat Taoist scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, my request is not high. I just want to see an exciting duel. Didn't you even call? Then have a good fight with Song Yuan."
"I haven't even figured out what's going on yet, and you're going down. Does that make sense?"
In fact, what the fat Taoist said was also what the audience on the stage thought.
"That's right, Lao Jia, at least you're fighting with them. You're also controlling the object, and so is they. Why are you running away from the battlefield?"
"What's wrong with a fight? It won't cost you any more meat. Let's start the fight."
"You guys are just here to watch the fun. Actually, I just understood. Jia Zhengliang has no way to suppress Song Yuan. In front of Song Yuan, he has lost all control."
This is absolutely true. Jia Zhengliang had just lost all control. That's why Jia Zhengliang proposed to admit defeat directly.
"There's nothing to fight about." Jia Zhengliang jumped off the ring with confidence, but after jumping off the ring, he climbed up again.
The fat Taoist priest seemed quite happy: "Are you planning to start fighting now? If you were not careful just now, I can count it as you not surrendering."
"Of course I surrender. I came here to pick up the knives. These are the knives used in the fighting in our Jiajia Village. How many of them have been broken? My mother will be worried if she sees it. Of course I have to pick up all these knives." Jia Zhengliang stuck his butt out to pick up the knives without saying a word, while Song Yuan had already left the ring with his knife.
The fat Taoist priest looked helpless and muttered, "How do you know you can't win if you don't fight? Really."
However, after the fat Taoist priest finished speaking, he immediately announced the result of the game: "Song Yuan wins this round."
Jia Zhengliang was eliminated in the top 48 and did not even make it to the top 24.
But he seemed to be indifferent.
The battle on the Song and Yuan sides ended so quickly that many spectators didn't even understand what had happened.
And their fight was over.
So many spectators went to watch other people, while Song Yuan rushed to Xia Dongqing's ring with great interest.
Xia Dongqing was fighting against a character who had never appeared in the original plot. This guy was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, and he also put on his hat and wore a black mask. All that could be seen of him was a pair of sinister eyes.
In fact, before the game, Song Yuan and the others also gave Xia Dongqing some training. Of course, the simplest training was that Xiao Ya taught Xia Dongqing how to slap the enemy in the face unexpectedly.
It really is a case of one daring to teach and the other daring to learn.
Song Yuan once asked very sincerely: "You teach Xia Dongqing this kind of thing, aren't you afraid that Xia Dongqing will be beaten to death in the ring?"
"How could he possibly kill someone? Didn't Longhu Mountain say that before? The rule is that you can't kill someone." Xiao Ya felt that her plan was correct. "Besides, Xia Dongqing doesn't have much strength. His slap won't do anything to him, but it will be extremely insulting. Then the other party will definitely kick Xia Dongqing off the ring as quickly as possible. There's no need to suffer."
After listening to Xiaoya's strategy, Song Yuan felt it made sense, but of course, it could also go to the other extreme. That is, slapping the opponent to excitement, and then the opponent started to brutally abuse Xia Dongqing, without being so quick and decisive to knock Xia Dongqing off the stage.
However, Xia Dongqing's opponent was like a ghost. Xia Dongqing tried to get close to him and slap him in the face many times, but every time he only slapped his opponent's afterimage.
As for the boy's real body, he had already disappeared somewhere unknown.
After all this, Xia Dongqing was really tired, so when Song Yuan came over, Xia Dongqing simply sat on the ground to rest.
And the shadow-like person was standing not far away from Xia Dongqing, staring at him intently.
That look really made Xia Dongqing uncomfortable. "Why are you looking at me when you're so old? Can you please stop hiding? I'm so tired."
However, the gloomy boy still didn't speak.
After resting for a while, Xia Dongqing regained some strength, so he got up again and walked towards the boy.
Song Yuan's voice sounded at this moment: "Watch your step, he is in your shadow."
Neither the person watching the class nor the Taoist referee standing next to them actually noticed it.
Xia Dongqing was suddenly stunned, stopped, and slapped his own shadow hard.
This slap truly captures the essence of the Queen Mother of the West.
Even Song Yuan couldn't help but close his eyes, unable to bear to see the next scene.