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Chapter 6 I know what you're laughing at, but guess what I'm laughing at

Chapter 6 I know what you're laughing at, but guess what I'm laughing at

"Is it really a one-hit instant kill again? The strength of our squad leader is really unfathomable..."

A flash of apprehension flashed in Fang Qingran's heart, and Fang Qingran withdrew his gaze from looking at Zhou Yuanwu, and came to the left side of the third court to stand still.

For Zhou Yuanwu's victory, few people even cheered, because in the eyes of most ordinary class students, this is really too normal.

If he lost to someone in the ordinary class, that would be big news and attract attention.

However, in the eyes of many students, that scene is just a matter of thinking about it, and it is impossible to turn it into reality.

Three years, so far, he has only lost one game.

There was nothing to say about that defeat. After all, no matter how strong Zhou Yuanwu was, he was still a human being. It was quite normal to lose to someone who was too strong to be human.

"Oh~ My opponent is Fang Qingran, classmate Fang!
Very good!
It must be Lady Luck who thinks I'm too pitiful, and decides to make up for my life where I don't even see a gold in Krypton 648!
This is the legendary law of conservation of luck! "

Chaofang blinked playfully, and the smiling and lively girl with short hair jumped up to the boy and stretched out her hand:
"Sorry, classmate Fang.

If you lose later, if you are unhappy, you can come to me, and I will play games with you!

I am super brave in playing games!Hehe~"

Out of politeness, Fang Qingran shook hands with her.

His smile is also very warm.

He knows why the girl smiles so sweetly, and he knows why he smiles so happily.

Both sides repositioned.

The teacher who was the referee raised his hand and put it down again. He turned his head and silently stared at the branch behind Fang Qingran, and coughed twice.

At this moment, the girl had already pulled out a small and sharp short blade.

Looking forward to it.

The two best friends she hasn't played against yet are sitting in a row in the stands behind, cheering her on:
"Ah Ning, you can do it, come on!"

"Student Fang's basic martial arts strength is already weaker than that of our family's Ning. Coupled with the gap in weapons, this match should be stable."

The braided girl in the stands lifted her fingertips and pushed the thick lenses.

"Speaking of which, if Fang's score in the adjustment test this time is not ideal, will he be..."

The voice of the girl next to the braided girl became lower and lower, and she glanced at Qingran's position in the middle of the field.

"This is the school's regulation, there is no way."

The braided girl shook her head, she looked down at the battlefield:

"Don't be too pessimistic. Even if you lose this time and are classified into the loser's group, as long as you can win the next battle with other students, you still have a chance. As long as... you don't keep losing."

In the winner group, if you win round after round, you will be eligible to join the elite class in the end. In the loser group, if you lose round after round, you will naturally be kicked into the advanced class.

If you want to maintain your original treatment, or want to obtain better resources, you must make progress.

Under this system, students who are standing still cannot guarantee their competitiveness at all.

"By the way, I seem to have heard that because this is the last class adjustment before the college entrance examination, many people have held back their big moves and are just waiting to make their mark today.

In addition, the three who can win to the end and enter the elite class can get a reward far exceeding any previous class adjustment, as an incentive before the college entrance examination? "

The girl who spoke had sparkling eyes and couldn't hide her envy.

Soon, she recovered.

After all, the elite class is too far away for her, and it is already very good to be able to stabilize the ranking in the ordinary class as before.

At this time, the words of the best friend beside her interrupted her thinking:
"The battle has begun!"

The girl on the opposite side disappeared from Fang Qingran's sight as soon as the teacher announced the start.

She moves quickly.

But it was far from the level that Fang Qingran couldn't catch with naked eyes.

"Movement speed...about 0.3 Zhou Yuanwu level."

After making some estimates in his heart, Fang Qingran suddenly pulled out the right branch with his backhand, turned around and swept sideways.

The airflow along the way was pulled out with a crisp sound, and Ah Ning, who was trying to go around and rush to quickly resolve the battle, shrank her pupils, and the speed she was proud of failed.

Got caught!
Subconsciously, he wanted to do a somersault in the air to dodge, but suddenly his mind opened up.

"He used a branch, and I used a dagger. The weapon gap is close at hand. What can I do to hide?"

Before she had time to appreciate her intelligence, she rushed forward without dodging or evading.

Cut off the branches, and then take advantage of the time before the opponent has time to react, take advantage of the opportunity to launch a second wave of attack, the odds are mine!
The only small problem is, why is the martial arts intuition that has been tempered for many years crazily warning?
The girl's forward momentum changed from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, and she looked bewildered.

"The battle is over, the winner is Fang Qingran!"

After indicating that Fang Qingran can put down the branch pointed at the girl's neck, the referee teacher announced loudly while lifting the girl's neckline.

He wiped off the cold sweat that had slipped off. If it was a little later, the branch would have pierced the girl's neck right through.

"Even I almost didn't see clearly, this student named Fang Qingran, it's okay!"

With a sigh in his heart, the referee teacher let go of his hand, and the girl slapped and fell to the ground in a daze.

My feet are weak and I can't get up.

Adhering to the attitude of friendship first and competition second, Fang Qingran came to the girl who was slumped on the ground, and stretched out her hand.

He laughed happily.

It's the same as before the battle started.

The girl didn't smile.

She couldn't laugh, tears rolled in her stomach.

Finally, I cried out with a wow, out of breath.

"She stopped smiling. It's the school's fault no matter what she thinks."

Fang Qingran sighed helplessly.

Pushing the branch back with his backhand, he turned around and walked down the No. [-] field.

Suddenly, his movements were slightly stiff, his face was slightly sideways, and he glanced at a corner of the venue from the corner of his eye.

He felt that someone was watching him.

Strictly speaking, it can't actually be regarded as peeping, because the other party has no intention of hiding himself at all, and sees it openly.

"Zhou Yuanwu?"

After identifying the identity of the peeping person, Fang Qingran was taken aback.

What does he see himself doing?

We are not beautiful sisters, what is so good about us.

If you can't understand it, you can't understand it, Fang Qingran returned a very polite look.

Zhou Yuanwu laughed.

He licked his lips.

Fang felt a chill for no reason.

Their eye contact was seen by several teachers on the high platform. The dean stroked his thinning hair, picked up the thermos, sniffed, took a sip, and shook his head:

"Unexpectedly, I also lost my eyes. I was the one who underestimated this classmate at the school gate before."

Squinting sideways, he said meaningfully:

"It's just that this student Fang's sword moves somehow has a sense of sight that Mr. Deng has for you."

With a pair of high heels resting on the supervisory seat, Deng Ya tilted the chair and swayed back and forth:
"Why, he is a student I taught, not like me, should he be like you?"

"That said..."

Shaking his head from a fit of laughter, the dean's eyes became more serious unconsciously, and every move of the students in the gymnasium below fell into his eyes:

"Mr. Deng, I'm afraid that your student will face a fierce battle today. He is being targeted by that kid Zhou Yuanwu..."

(End of this chapter)

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