Chapter 22 Not an opponent?

"How can a disciple who has just started training for a month achieve such precise distance control? Lao Qin, have you set a small stove for him?" A martial arts master asked in surprise on the high platform in the corner.

"Haha, no, it was all figured out by Gu Yang himself. What do you think, I was right!" Qin Hu laughed, his face full of pride.

"If he realized it on his own, then his fighting talent is indeed very high. Even if he is a bit weak, it doesn't matter. He is a good young man. Old Qin was right before!" Yuan Qingshan, the purple-clothed master who asked the first question, nodded and said.

At this time, even the other martial arts masters who had not spoken before said one after another: "Old Qin, you have found a treasure, and you want to treat me later."

"Haha, no, no." Qin Hu waved his hand, and then suddenly pointed to a ring in the middle of the small square, "Oh, there are some good seedlings in your square array. I think that disciple is good. Among this group He should be able to rank among the top ten among his disciples."

The young man on the ring stood as straight as a green pine, with extraordinary bearing. He was one of the two disciples that Gu Yang had paid attention to before.

At the same time, at the bottom of the ring, there was a martial arts disciple lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. It was obvious that he had just been defeated.

This disciple was none other than Gu Yang's old acquaintance, Li Zhiwu.

"Haha, that kid Fang Qi is really good. Not only is he talented, but the most important thing is that he is willing to endure hardship and has a devout martial arts heart. He has made rapid progress in both stance and martial arts. I am going to recommend him when he breaks through the coagulation. Go to the seeding selection.”

When Yuan Qingshan saw the person Qin Hu was paying attention to, he couldn't help but smile.

Fang Qi was his most promising disciple. Hearing Qin Hu praise him now really tickled his biggest itch.

……

At the end of the second round, Gu Yang returned to the square and saw Li Zhiwu sitting in the corner dejectedly, without saying a word.

After thinking about it, he walked to Li Zhiwu, patted him on the shoulder, and asked gently: "What's wrong? Is the opponent very strong?"

"It's not very strong, it's very strong." Li Zhiwu seemed to be blinded, his eyes full of confusion, "I have no room to fight back against him, he can crush me in all directions."

"Relax, being strong for a moment is not strong. As long as you continue to work hard, you may not be able to surpass him one day. Come on!" Gu Yang patted Li Zhiwu on the shoulder, encouraged him, and then turned and left.

Xiaobi went round after round. He had just said a few words to Li Zhiwu when the third round started again.

Quickly walking onto the ring, the moment Gu Yang saw his opponent, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

This disciple's figure is completely opposite to that of the fat boy in the first round. He has a tiger-like back and waist, is tall and has long legs, and he shows a heroic temperament at the age of only ten years old.

Very strong!

Just seeing the other party made Gu Yang feel wary.

More importantly, he recognized the opponent. He was one of the two people he remembered most in the first round of the match.

However, Gu Yang will not feel afraid. You will know who is strong and who is weak only after fighting.

"Boom..."

The gong sounds and the battle begins.

Before Gu Yang could make a move, the other party rushed towards him.

"Shh!"

With a flash of body, the young man did not launch a direct attack, but first made several fake punches in succession.

Seeing that Gu Yang had remained calm, only retreating steadily without losing his position, he delivered the real blow, a silent side kick.

"Kick technique?" Gu Yang narrowed his eyes and concentrated hard. He took a step to the side and at the same time took a step back to avoid the opponent's following punch.

Then, he violently rose up and punched out with a straight fist.

"boom!"

"Old Qin, Old Yuan, your two proud disciples have met together!" In the corner of the small square, a martial arts master asked in a low voice: "Who do you think can win between the two of them?" "Hey, disciple of Old Yuan His strength can be ranked among the top ten of this group of disciples, how could Gu Yang be his opponent?" Qin Hu kept watching the fight between Gu Yang and Fang Qi and said without looking back.

"What are you talking about? It has only been a month since your disciple joined the martial arts academy. Even if Fang Qi wins, he will still be defeated. If the two of them have practiced at the same time, Fang Qi may not be his opponent." Yuan Qingshan replied politely with a smile on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and his brows frowned.

……

On the ring, Gu Yang punched out, but Fang Qi easily blocked it.

But he didn't care, kept a certain distance, and quickly punched out one punch after another.

However, what surprised Gu Yang was that Fang Qi quickly reacted and quickly retreated, as if he had encountered this kind of attack before.

Of course he didn't know that the last opponent Fang Qi encountered was Li Zhiwu, and he had already seen the 'pull' attack method that Li Zhiwu learned from Gu Yang.

It is not easy to deal with it at this time, but you can also face it calmly.

He took a few steps back to distance himself, interrupting Gu Yang's offensive rhythm, then suddenly stepped forward and struck out with one strike.

The blow was as fast as thunder, and Gu Yang retreated repeatedly without completely dodging it, so he had to raise his arm to block it.

"boom!"

The fists and arms intertwined, and Gu Yang stepped away, his brows furrowed.

Fang Qi's power was beyond his imagination. After just one round of collision, Gu Yang knew in his heart that if he maintained his normal state, he would definitely not be Fang Qi's opponent.

Facing Fang Qi's fist again, Gu Yang made a quick decision and exploded suddenly.

"boom!"

With one punch, he gathered all his strength and punched out, and fierce wind swept in all directions.

Fang Qi's pupils shrank, he stepped back to avoid the punch, and then stepped closer to Gu Yang, hoping to take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

In his judgment, Gu Yang must have been forced to use all his strength, and there would inevitably be loopholes in his defense at this time.

However, when Fang Qi took advantage of the situation to counterattack, what awaited him was still Gu Yang's ready punch.

"boom!"

"How is that possible!" Fang Qi staggered back, a look of shock appeared on his calm face, "Has he been hiding his strength before?"

"Old Qin! Is it true that your disciple has only entered the martial arts academy for a month?" At the same time, in the corner of the square, a martial arts master looked at Qin Hu with a face full of shock, "Are you sure that he has never learned martial arts skills before? "

At this moment, Qin Hu looked calm on the surface, but his violently contracted pupils and trembling little finger showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the outside.

Even he didn't expect that Gu Yang could show such strong strength. This disciple was really refreshing his knowledge of it again and again!
However, although he didn't know how Gu Yang did it, he could still be sure whether Gu Yang had ever been exposed to martial arts before.

Shaking his head, Qin Hu replied in a deep voice: "Gu Yang has indeed just started training for a month, 24 days to be precise, and he must have never learned martial arts before. I personally taught him both stance skills and martial arts skills."

"Genius! This kid is definitely a genius! What do the people who select disciples do for a living? This kind of genius is almost buried. I will definitely go to the dean and file a complaint against them..."

"Yes, although he started a little late, as long as he can maintain this rate of progress, it may not be impossible to gather energy and blood before the age of 16!"

Seeing Gu Yang's sudden outburst and completely suppressing Fang Qi, all the martial arts masters immediately started talking.

Only Yuan Qingshan had an awkward smile on his face and said nothing...

(End of this chapter)

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