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Chapter 63 New record, crushing by power
Zhao Lingyu noticed the gazes of Han Yingying and Qi Yu, especially the fearful look in the latter's eyes when a mouse saw a cat. She glanced sideways at Bai Yu, remained silent, and quickened her pace to leave. The two of them were only on the same road temporarily, with different destinations.

Zhao Lingyu left the hall first, and Bai Yu came to Han Yingying and Qi Yu.

"Isn't she with us?" Han Yingying asked, looking at Zhao Lingyu's retreating back.

All of them are going to the martial arts training center, so they must be on their way.

"She likes someone." Bai Yu replied.

"Oh." Han Yingying nodded her chin thoughtfully, "Then do you like her?"

Qi Yu listened nearby and his ears felt hot and his heartbeat accelerated.
She knew that Han Yingying had misunderstood. Bai Yu obviously meant that Zhao Lingyu liked to be alone.
However, Han Yingying's words just touched her heart.
Zhao Lingyu is famous for being aloof among the entire first-grade group. She only has some interactions with Bai Yu, who has a similar personality. It is difficult for the others to say a word. However, both of them are geniuses and share the same sorrows. Maybe they will sympathize with each other. Secret feelings arise.

In short, Han Yingying is as wise as a fool and has full awareness of gank prevention.

"No." Bai Yu touched Han Yingying's head and explained patiently, "Zhao Lingyu and I are normal friends. She likes to be alone most of the time."

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief after getting the answer, and Han Yingying also suddenly realized: "That's it, I understand, then she quite cares about you as a friend."

Bai Yu chose to acquiesce. Although he didn't know the specific reason, Zhao Lingyu did have a different attitude towards him and others, and the look in his eyes was also very strange.

The venue for the second round of school team selection was changed to the martial arts training room used by the second-year martial arts class. The venue there is larger and the various facilities, including the ring, are more professional.
The A1 martial arts training room where Bai Yu is located is the most eye-catching and lively one.
Needless to say, for the first and second grade students, in this group, Bai Yu vs. Zhang Qi is definitely the focus of the battle. They will not miss it. Some third graders also came to watch the game. Hundreds of auditoriums were full.

The Bai Yu trio arrived not too late, but there were still no extra seats for Han Yingying and Qi Yu.

"How about you two go to other classrooms, or simply go back to the dormitory. This round of competition is not interesting. The next round is the key." Bai Yu suggested.

He didn't want Han Yingying and Qi Yu to stand behind and watch the game for three or four hours.

"I want to see you and don't want to go back." Han Yingying shook her head.

"I don't want to go back either." Qi Yu played with the corners of his clothes with his fingers and expressed his position in a low voice.

While the three of them were talking, Lu Wanyun, who was sitting with a group of people from Class A in the auditorium, came over. She smiled at Bai Yu and said:

"I have a classmate here who is temporarily busy and can make room for me. Bai Yu, do you think who of the two of them needs it?"

Without waiting for Bai Yu to answer, Qi Yu quickly waved her hand, "I don't have to, I just stand."

"Qi Yu, you go ahead, I'm not tired from standing." Han Yingying also declined.

Lu Wanyun's eyes wandered between Han Yingying and Qi Yu, and the smile on his face became stronger:
"Well, if you two don't mind, just squeeze a little. With your size, it should be fine."

Han Yingying looked at Bai Yu, who nodded. Lu Wanyun was teasing him, but also really helping. The seat he gave up belonged to Lu Wanyun.

"You two go with her, and get to know the classmates in our class by the way." He said.

"Okay." Han Yingying no longer hesitated, "Bai Yu, come on."

"Come on." Qi Yu slightly raised his pink fist. The seat problem has been solved, there is still some time before the game starts
Bai Yu came to the players' rest area. There were some equipment here for warming up, but most of them had been used by other people in the same group.
He randomly selected one of the remaining instruments and started it.

The red countdown of "3, 2, 1!" flashed across the display.

A robotic arm with a glove stretched out from a two-meter-high cylindrical machine and instantly struck Bai Yu's face.
But this seemed a bit slow to Bai Yu. He turned slightly to avoid it, and then punched another palm target that suddenly popped up.

"Bang!" There was a sound, "1000kg~1200kg" written on it. The target quickly retracted with the green light flashing.

There was almost no chance to breathe. Another mechanical arm wearing a glove attacked Bai Yu from the lower left uppercut. The attack speed was faster than before and the angle was more tricky.

Bai Yu still dodges easily, and at the same time, the existence time and punch range of the palm target he will hit next have also been shortened. It is obvious that the machine is gradually increasing the difficulty.

"It's interesting." Bai Yu became interested.

If the trainer is just allowed to simply practice dodging and punching, it would be considered simple.
But limiting the power of the punch to the target not only tests the burst of martial arts, but also tests the control. It also requires transformation and cooperation at any time. It is definitely a stroke of genius.
Their first-year martial arts training room didn't have such fun things.

The cylinder machine continued to increase in difficulty, and Bai Yu enjoyed it more and more.

Three minutes later, shadows of fists filled the sky, and the range of punches on the target was reduced to ten digits. In the blink of an eye, Bai Yu changed direction five times with his "Shadow Step" and punched continuously. The green light turned on, and then a salute was fired on the display screen. The record is born.

Seeing this, Bai Yu also stopped. He had a competition next and needed to maintain his physical strength, otherwise it would affect [One Thought].

When Bai Yu walked out of the recognition range of the cylinder machine, a crisp sound of applause suddenly sounded in his ears.
He turned his head, and Lu Wanyun, who was wearing a volunteer logo on his left arm, clapped his hands next to him and looked at him with a smile:
"I heard that senior Qian Tao didn't go home this weekend just to concentrate on studying Bai Yu. Now he has witnessed your talent with his own eyes, and of course the other seniors in your group have also."

Bai Yu looked around. Whether it was Qian Tao and the others in the audience, or Zhang Qi and the others in the same group, they all stared at him with strange expressions, as if he had done something weird.

"The record of this machine was set by Shi Xuyang when he was in the second grade, and it has been broken by you in the first grade." Lu Wanyun continued.

"He, no wonder." Bai Yu nodded slightly.

Although this record is not his limit, he also felt a lot of pressure just now, otherwise, he would not stop voluntarily.

At this time, Zhang Qi took the initiative to come over. He came to the drum machine to confirm the record. When he saw the numbers on the display screen clearly, the last trace of luck in his heart was torn to pieces.

Three minutes and eleven seconds, Bai Yu surpassed Shi Xuyang's record by exactly one second, and now Bai Yu is still one year younger than Shi Xuyang.

"Junior Bai Yu, your talent is really overwhelming for us seniors. I will give my best in the ring later." Zhang Qi sighed and forced a smile.

He is the strongest in this group, but he is still 30 seconds behind the record of more than three minutes.

This gap translated into reality is that the effects of the same martial arts between him and Bai Yu are vastly different.

Now if he wants to defeat Bai Yu, he can only rely on pure physical strength to crush him.

(End of this chapter)