Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 42
"Great, I finally saw the same bloodline fight!"

"That's right. Only by making a horizontal comparison like this can we know whether it's the bloodline or the individual who is stronger!"

"I think it's obvious that Zhang He is stronger!"

"Not necessarily! I heard that Lin Feng from the Royal Martial Arts Academy is a wealthy businessman, and he hired a lot of private martial arts teachers!"

"That's right, I've also heard that although it is of Saiyan bloodline, after being taught and trained by famous teachers, it has discovered a lot of bloodline power!"

"As for Zhang He, it seems that after he awakened his blood, he only trained in the gravity room at the academy!"

"Saiyan blood, after all, is not a genius blood, I want to learn down-to-earth, and Lin Feng who trains has a better chance of winning!"

"You are blind! Isn't Zhang He's strength obvious just now? Zhang He must win!"

For a while, the barrage in the live broadcast room started a heated debate.

But then, a change in the screen diverted their attention.

I saw that young and thin young man Lin Feng, who seemed to be the first to launch an attack, walked towards Zhang He step by step.

"Oh! It's started, everyone must have a certain understanding of Zhang He's fighting moves!"

"Then let's see, what kind of special martial arts does Lin Feng, who is also of Saiyan blood, have? He should know how to kneel?"

Brother Xiao Ma let out a light snort.

At this time, in the live broadcast, Lin Feng walked up to Zhang He, and actually got down on his knees, directly kneeling down.

"I see! This is a move similar to Ke Di's before. The legs are on the ground. Is it also to wear the legs from the ground?"

Brother Xiao Ma had an idea, and Lenovo analyzed it.

After all, Ke Di's arm was also inserted into the ground at the beginning.

But immediately after, another move by Lin Feng made him dumbfounded.

I saw Lin Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly leaned over and hit his forehead on the ground hard.

Make a "bang" sound.

At the same time, Lin Feng's sincere voice came: "Senior Zhang He, can you accept me as a disciple?"

Whoa!
Suddenly, the entire live broadcast room was in an uproar.

A rich young master of Saiyan blood has not yet fought Zhang He.

What's more, he didn't care about his noble image at all, kneeling on the ground in front of hundreds of millions of people live broadcasting, begging Zhang He to be his master? ? ?
Qianlong Wushen Academy, dining room.

"thump!"

Su Meiling stared blankly at the live broadcast, and fell down on the seat in a daze.

She felt a burning pain on her face, and she was shocked and angry inside.

Just now, she was still talking about Zhang He, only to win the hearts of Shen Qingyue's team.

But now, when he was facing a group of opponents he had never met in the [-]-person enclosure competition.

There was actually a person who knelt down in front of Zhang He.
It turns out that Zhang He is so outstanding in the eyes of outsiders!
Regret in my heart, the tide of remorse crashes against Su Meiling like a sea wave, her heart that has not yet been stitched together.

Looking at her former excellent teammate, she inadvertently murmured: "Zhang He, we should still be friends."

"No, you are not friends, you never considered Zhang He as a friend from the beginning!
Suddenly, Shen Qingyue looked at Su Meiling and said seriously.

"It's like a canned drink vending machine. If you put money in it, it will quench your thirst. If you don't put money in it, nothing will be provided to you. Money can't buy people's hearts."

"And you, not only don't even want to invest money, you just want to break the vending machine, keep asking for it, and kick him away after emptying him out."

"What qualifications do you have to be his friend!"

Every word punishes the heart, every sentence penetrates to the bone.

Su Meiling's tears of remorse burst out of her eyes unscrupulously.

She turned around in embarrassment, and escaped from this sad place that made her suffocate and regret.

"Oh! Sister Qingyue is amazing! You have eliminated a rival in love!"

The straight girl Gang Yan, who was eating melons, said with a hint of excitement in her voice.

Shen Qingyue blushed slightly, bit her lip and said, "What she did to Zhang He before was indeed too much."

"I know! Su Meiling is not worthy to be your rival in love either!"

Gang Yan said with a half-smile: "It's just that it's the first time I've seen you, and I'm so excited for a boy, and there are those words."

"Damn girl, your courage is getting bigger and bigger, and you dare to make fun of me!"

Shen Qingyue pouted, stretched out her hand and played with Gang Yan while continuing to follow the live broadcast of the match.

Cyanwood Forest.

Zhang He looked at the kneeling boy at his feet, and frowned slightly.

I was on my way just now, when a boy appeared inexplicably.

After learning that he is also of Saiyan blood, I originally wanted to compete with warriors of the same blood.

But unexpectedly, it turned into this situation.

"Don't you know that our warriors of Saiyan blood, no, our warriors, all have backbone?"

Lin Feng raised his head, with a little apology on his thin face: "Sorry, I was excited at the moment! But I really want to ask the teacher to accept me as a disciple!"

"What's the reason?"

Zhang He helped Lin Feng up and asked directly.

"I've watched Sensei's fighting video, and firmly believe that only Sensei can fully discover the potential of Saiyan blood!"

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled, and he said excitedly, "I'm watching the video of the teacher beheading the beast and bird man, as well as the battle between you and Ke Di and Zhao Hu just now!"

"It's amazing! Teacher, you are calm in the face of danger, and easily handle opponents. This is the true strength of the Saiyan blood in my ideal!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down again and kowtow a few times to show his sincerity.

But Zhang He stopped him.

He doesn't think that he is qualified to guide others without completing that little present.

Moreover, this is a [-]-person enclosure race, and my goal is to quickly rush to the central tower to compete for the key.

Immediately, he frankly refused: "Sorry, I don't think I can be your teacher yet!"

Looking at Lin Feng's disappointed expression visible to the naked eye, Zhang He stroked his chin and continued: "However, if you have time, we can train together!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng grabbed Zhang He's arm in surprise: "Really? As long as the teacher can train with me, I will definitely improve very quickly!"

"Progress is never just talk!"

The corners of Zhang He's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked up at the sunset and said: "Then let's do the first training now, speed and endurance!"

"How far can you run with all your strength before sunset?"

As he said that, Zhang He jumped onto a branch of a big tree.

After a few ups and downs, it disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

Looking at Zhang He's back, Lin Feng clenched his fists excitedly, his eyes filled with endless anticipation and joy: "This is the beginning of the training. The teacher is just as rumored, he is a self-disciplined person!"

"This is completely different from the teacher who taught me to memorize theory by rote!"

"I can't let the teacher down!"

Immediately, he jumped vigorously and followed Zhang He's footsteps.

Night falls.

near the central tower.

"what!"

"Ah ~ don't!"

"Pfft! Boom!"

The sound of fear broke the silent forest.

Blood splashed, and broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the place.

"Hey! Call the headquarters of the Night Watchman!"

"Call the headquarters of the Night Watchman! The central tower of the Cyanwood Forest has been invaded by unknown creatures! Ask for support!"

"Ask for help! Hey!"

The second floor of the Center Tower.

A young man in a black uniform was holding on to a communication device with his left hand, calling out in panic.

His right arm had disappeared, and blood seeped into the floor, giving off a pungent and dangerous aura.

A pair of frightened eyes looked at the downstairs door from time to time.

But in the communicator, there was no reply for a long time.

"Hey! Call the night watchman. Stab!"

Suddenly, a slender black shadow flickered over the young man.

Under the moonlight, the youth's figure turned into two pieces, dyed red by the moonlight.

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