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Chapter 88 - 88 68 Grouping

88: Chapter 68 Grouping 88: Chapter 68 Grouping In this martial arts competition, each school can send a maximum of ten participants.

When Zhang Yu arrived at the venue, he found that there were only over forty participants in total, among which 30 belonged to the three major high schools.

The remaining dozen or so contestants came from other regular high schools and specialty high schools.

They may not have originally understood the circumstances of the martial arts competition, possibly lacking information channels, or perhaps holding a lucky mindset of wanting to gain experience and try their luck.

As the strong competitors from the three major high schools took turns to showcase their strength, one after another,

those students from the other high schools gradually harbored thoughts of withdrawal and began to exit the competition one by one.

Of course, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen did not back down.

Zhang Yu recalled the rules, knowing that participants would be rated and categorized accordingly.

Then, participants within the same category would be randomly drawn and placed into 8 different groups for elimination matches.

This was to ensure that within the same group, there would be participants from high to low tiers, avoiding the premature elimination of multiple high-tier participants in the same group.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, “If I don’t want to be grouped with the strongest students, then I must aim for a high score.”

“Only by doing so can I avoid facing difficult opponents in the group matches and ensure a spot among the top 8.”

Watching the Yellow Turban Warriors on the stage, Zhang Yu gradually formed a battle plan in his heart.

Moments later, it was finally Zhang Yu’s turn to go on stage.

…

In the audience seats.

Zhao Tianxing, Qian Shen, and He Dayou sat together.

Except for He Dayou, who looked full of disdain, Qian Shen was watching the stage earnestly.

Zhao Tianxing couldn’t shake off the feeling that those students from the three major high schools kept glancing in his direction.

He felt awkward being just another Songyang student attending the match like them.

He also felt that the Songyang High School uniform he was wearing was so rare and inferior looking in this White Dragon High School hall, always feeling that the people around him had strange emotions when they saw his Songyang uniform.

However, in reality, Zhao Tianxing was overthinking it.

For the vast majority of students from the three prestigious high schools…

Songyang High School?

Do their students understand cultivation?

What’s there to watch?

We’re here to see the competition.

But at that moment, a student wearing a White Dragon High School uniform walked over, looked at He Dayou and said, “Dayou, you really came to watch my match?”

He Dayou looked at the person, thinking to himself that the sunglasses and mask on his face seemed completely useless.

“Yeah.” He Dayou nodded and said, “I came to see what the overall level of the three prestigious high schools is this year.”

Chu Qiuhe from White Dragon High School chuckled and said, “I see your Songyang High School is also here to compete.

What are you thinking?

Aren’t you afraid of going bankrupt from getting beaten?”

Although knowing that Songyang indeed had a gap with the three major high schools, as the son of a board member, He Dayou felt inherently uncomfortable hearing this.

Dare to insult Songyang in front of the board member’s son, you are courting death.

But he also understood that there was indeed a slight gap between Songyang and White Dragon.

Even though he and Chu Qiuhe were middle school classmates in the past, the friendship between them gradually changed after he entered Songyang and Chu Qiuhe entered White Dragon High School.

In front of the other, He Dayou always felt a sense of inferiority.

Even at this moment, Chu Qiuhe only looked at He Dayou, his former middle school classmate, while treating Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing beside He Dayou as air.

After all, Songyang High School…

Haha.

At this moment, He Dayou said lightly, “Who knows, anyway, that person got fourth in the last Law Competition, so maybe they want to try their luck this time too.”

Hearing the title of Law Competition Fourth, Chu Qiuhe was instantly stifled, awkwardly laughed, and said, “Martial arts combat and the Law Competition are different, martial arts combat is comprehensive strength, and the gap between White Dragon, Purple Cloud, Red Tower, and other high schools will be very large.”

As he spoke, he looked towards the ring and said, “Just right, your school’s on stage, let me help you see how good they are…”

Meanwhile, seeing that the one entering the stage was a student from Songyang High School, many spectators also thought it would be a tough battle.

But then they saw Zhang Yu and the Yellow Turban Warrior collide, and with a bang…

the Yellow Turban Warrior was actually thrown out of bounds.

Zhang Yu, score 300.

In an instant, the entire arena erupted in amazement, none of them expecting a student from Songyang High School to achieve this.

Chu Qiuhe was also stunned, seeing his words left unfinished, with Zhang Yu throwing out the Yellow Turban Warrior, he exclaimed, “300 points?

Your Songyang can produce such a student?”

The tone…

was as if he had seen a beautiful flower growing out of cow dung.

Even though he disliked Zhang Yu, He Dayou had to admit, at this moment seeing the surprised look in Chu Qiuhe’s eyes, he felt slightly pleased, nodding modestly, “Our batch is quite amazing.”

Next to him, Qian Shen also said, “After all, Zhang Yu is 653 points; he is very formidable.”

Zhao Tianxing looked at the uproarious crowd, and involuntarily straightened his chest, feeling that the Songyang uniform he was wearing wasn’t so humble anymore.

…

When Chu Qiuhe returned to Song Halong, he saw the competition coach leading a few people to watch the slow-motion replay together.

The coach analyzed, “This Zhang Yu started by standing at the edge of the stage deliberately.”

“The point was to make Yellow Turban Warriors take the initiative to strike, bringing himself to the edge of the stage.”

“Then he used a simple direct punch, and here’s where it gets interesting.”

In the footage, Zhang Yu seemed to have predicted in advance, intercepting Yellow Turban Warrior’s move beforehand.

The competition coach analyzed, “He judged Yellow Turban Warrior’s move in that instant, interrupted it ahead of time, then used the Limitless Cloud Hand to guide Yellow Turban Warrior’s force, and finally threw Yellow Turban Warrior several steps away.”

“And these several steps away, due to his positioning, just happened to be out of bounds.”

“Through and through, every move was calculated just perfectly…”

After hearing this analysis, the initially intrigued Song Halong’s gaze instantly dimmed, turning his head with disinterest, “I thought this guy was a dark horse like in the Law Competition, should have some actual strength.”

“Turns out he prefers using these little tricks, really boring.”

The competition coach didn’t contradict Song Halong because he was not only the reigning top student but also exceedingly wealthy, so as long as he didn’t insult the teachers, he could say anything.

Moreover, the coach also knew that this ace son really didn’t need to consider competitors at Zhang Yu’s level.

Yet the competition coach still looked at the other students and reminded, “Don’t underestimate him, even though there’s an element of cleverness, being able to make a judgment in that instant means his reflex or concentration is particularly strong, or he has a deep understanding of martial arts.”

“Or perhaps he observed Yellow Turban Warriors for a long time, figuring out some of Yellow Turban Warriors’ attack patterns.”

“Though his various stats should be lower than yours, such opponents can easily win with the weak over the strong; if you encounter him, you must not take it lightly.”

“Whoever loses to an opponent outside the three major high schools today, will face a fine of ten thousand when we return, and will attend class on their knees this month.”

The students immediately responded loudly in agreement.

Listening to the competition coach’s analysis, Chu Qiuhe inwardly understood so.

Initially seeing Zhang Yu instantly defeat Yellow Turban Warriors, he thought the opponent was as strong as Song Halong.

But now after hearing this, he felt that with some preparation, it seemed possible for him to also achieve something like this.

…

Meanwhile, in the preparation area of Purple Cloud High School.

Lian Tianji laughed heartily and said, “Zhang Yu is indeed impressive.”

Beside him, Le Mulan glanced over but responded blandly, “Couldn’t even afford the most basic combat spirit roots, being poor is really pitiful.”

“But clearly, even being so poor, he still risks bankrupting himself to compete, I really don’t understand.”

Le Mulan turned to look at Lian Tianji, curiously and puzzle, asked, “You are so much poorer than me, can you understand their mentality?”

Lian Tianji awkwardly laughed, for a moment not knowing what to say, could only continuously reassure himself in his heart, “The sacred number one just speaks his mind quickly, not purposely belittling me, don’t take it to heart.”

…

Just after Zhang Yu left the stage, it was finally Bai Zhenzhen’s turn to go up.

In the audience seats, originally Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing were eagerly anticipating Bai Zhenzhen’s performance.

Unexpectedly, they soon discovered Bai Zhenzhen struggling to fight on stage, trying her best to evade Yellow Turban Warriors while barely finding an opening to touch the sensor on Yellow Turban Warriors.

“Bai Zhenzhen is struggling so much?”

He Dayou watched Bai Zhenzhen, who was once so spirited when hitting him, struggling awkwardly under the onslaught of Yellow Turban Warriors.

He suddenly found himself not feeling any joy, but rather a bit of bitterness.

And this bitterness, rather than being due to Bai Zhenzhen, was more about reflecting on the past when he was beaten by Bai Zhenzhen.

Beside him, Qian Shen frowned, “Bai Zhenzhen’s fighting style doesn’t seem suitable for dealing with Yellow Turban Warriors.”

Zhao Tianxing worriedly said, “If this continues, won’t she be assigned to a group with high-scoring participants?

She might even get eliminated in the group stage.”

…

As Bai Zhenzhen fought arduously on stage, the audience and other participants soon lost interest.

Song Halong had long closed his eyes out of boredom, seemingly finding even one more look at such a fight a waste of time.

Meanwhile, Lian Tianji also felt secretly surprised, “The girl competing alongside Zhang Yu seems to have participated with him in the last Law Competition too.”

“Clearly so weak, why insist on accompanying Zhang Yu to compete?

Could it be…

is she Zhang Yu’s slave at Songyang High School?

Even Songyang has started playing this game?”

Lei Jun watched this scene, yet thoughtfully remarked, “It seems Bai Zhenzhen realized her battle style isn’t suitable for Yellow Turban Warriors, so she might as well conceal her strength.”

As a teacher who tutored Bai Zhenzhen for two weeks, Lei Jun knew that Bai Zhenzhen’s capabilities were certainly not as shown on the stage at this moment.

Zhang Yu crossed his arms, watching the figure on the stage, gradually understanding the opponent’s plan.

Although the Yellow Turban Warriors only maintained a physical strength output of 1.98, their material hadn’t changed, still remaining impossibly tough for students to break.

Bai Zhenzhen’s combat method had always been to attack the enemy’s weaknesses; facing opponents like Yellow Turban Warriors, which required hard fighting, it was evidently easy to fall into a disadvantage.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, “My aim is to not encounter strong opponents in the group stage, ensuring a spot in the top 8 at the minimum.”

“Seems like Azhen knows she can’t get a high score, so she chooses to conceal her abilities, planning to surprise the opponent with an unexpected move when encountering stronger opponents in the group stage?”

In the end, Bai Zhenzhen scored 89.