My Divine Diary

Since he promised Xiaopang and He Qingqing to watch their game, then Su Hao would not break his promise.

The next morning, Su Hao came to the training ground.

At this time, the martial arts field was full of people, and it was never more lively.

There are about 1,200 students still in the academy. The school year is not divided into grades, and all of them are put into battle together.

The school year competition lasts for two days. The first day is the preliminary round. The 1,200 students are divided into 12 groups, including 9 male students and 3 female students, with 100 students in each group, and then 7 people from each group of 100 students will win. , Entering the finals on the second day, each group will have two class teachers as judges and safety guards.

This school year competition will not only test the strength of the students, but also the endurance of the students. Because if you want to compete for the first place, excluding the situation of byes, you need to play ten games from beginning to end.

This is not something ordinary people can do.

But all this has nothing to do with Su Hao, he doesn't care about it. For him, the school year competition is an upgrade game played by some young people.

After the match between Xiaopang and He Qingqing was over, he still had to go back to his dormitory and continue to study blood energy.

He passed the radar and quickly found Xiaopang and He Qingqing in the crowd. Before it was their turn to play, Su Hao first showed his face in front of the two of them, and then hung around the crowd.

While shopping, record blood gas information and enter it into the "radar" database.

Put the target first on the teacher who leads the class with blood and energy like the sun.

"The teacher in this class is so strong! Teacher Mo from the fourth class! Record it, the quality of blood is soft. Mo Fenghua, a high-level master martial artist, has a yellow font. Tsk tsk tsk, the amount of blood is about to catch up with me..."

Thinking about it, Su Hao was stunned.

He suddenly found something wrong, and frowned secretly and analyzed: "Mr. Mo Fenghua, as the teacher in charge of the fourth class, must be a high-level master martial artist, but why is his blood energy intensity, perception is not as strong as mine?"

Su Hao first suspected that there was something wrong with his perception. Maybe with his current strength, he couldn't accurately perceive the blood energy of a high-level grandmaster martial artist? Or do high-level master warriors have the ability to block perception?

Su Hao first found other teachers who led the class, and used "radar" to carefully perceive them. He found that the blood energy between the teachers in the class was very different, and the fluctuations were obvious, and they did not seem to be shielded.

"There is no problem with my perception. My blood qi strength is indeed much higher than that of the teachers in the class! That is to say, according to the blood qi strength theory, I am already a high-level grand master martial artist, not a junior grand master martial artist."

Su Hao generally understands that in this world, it is not obvious to distinguish between elementary, middle and high rank. The strength of strength is there. The real difference is the difference between ordinary and elite, elite and grandmaster.

Su Hao, who was not clear, simply stopped thinking about it and concentrated on entering everyone's information into the "Radar" database.

...

Soon it was Fatty's turn to appear, and Su Hao came to watch.

Xiao Pang looked very nervous, holding a training knife and a small round shield, his whole body tensed, and after walking into the field, he kept taking deep breaths to adjust his state.

Chubby's opponent is a man with long curly hair who is half shorter than Chubby, holding the same training knife and small round shield.

Xiaopang's height of 1.7 meters brings invisible pressure to his opponents. He looks more nervous than the chubby one.

Both of them were playing for the first time, and they didn't want to be brushed off in the first game. As soon as they stood on the stage, their state became better. They kept their eyes on their opponents and devoted themselves to this competition.

"when!"

A gong rang and the game began.

Chubby and Curly Hair moved at the same time, one slashed vigorously, the other blocked with a shield, deflected the path of the knife, and waited for an opportunity to counterattack.

You came and I went back and forth for about twenty rounds,

No one can do anything about it.

It's really a chess game to meet an opponent, and you will meet a talented person.

After a while, they were both exhausted and out of breath.

Since you can't fight, you can only outsmart. So the two began to use tricks and tricks.

Xiaopang slashed with a knife, and the curly hair immediately raised his shield to block. Who would have thought that Xiaopang's knife was a false move, and the real attack was at his feet.

"Broken leg!"

Curly hair was shocked, and the conditioned reflex threw down the shield and blocked it.

But this was still a false move by Little Fatty. Seeing Curly Hair throw down his shield and the empty door opened, Little Fatty seized the opportunity and pushed the round shield in his left hand forward, mercilessly imprinting it on Curly Hair's face.

Victory and defeat.

Su Hao immediately shouted from the side, "Little Fatty! Great job!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Su Hao, Qi Qi made the chrysanthemum tense with fright: This is Wu Xiangwu, the irritable flying man.

The people around Su Hao immediately stayed three meters away, leaving a large space.

"I'll go to Qingqing's side to have a look, come on." Su Hao ignored the people around him and left after talking to Little Fatty.

Because of Su Hao's appearance, everyone's eyes on Little Fatty were wrong. I was thinking about whether to abstain from the vote if I met this fat and tall man later. Even if I won the game, if I was targeted by the irritable trapeze, it would be a loss.

Su Hao came to the venue of the eleventh group. After watching for a while, it was He Qingqing's turn.

The battles of the girls are more beautiful. The same training blunt knife and small round shield are played by He Qingqing, and they are full of heroic spirit.

After four rounds of fighting with the opponent, He Qingqing suddenly stabbed forward, the tip of the knife inserted into the gap between the opponent's round shield and the long knife, and when he turned his hand, he threw the opponent's long knife to the ground, and took advantage of the opponent's panic. , kicking straight, kicking the opponent, and winning.

Learning from Little Fatty's experience, Su Hao didn't applaud loudly, he just ran to He Qingqing and waved.

The moment He Qingqing saw Su Hao, her serious little face with a little evil spirit suddenly showed a smile.

In the second round, Xiao Pang was hooked by his opponent and fell to the ground. Unfortunately, he was brushed off.

On the contrary, He Qingqing won the first three rounds. In the fourth round, he met a third-level student. In addition, he was not physically strong and was overturned by two heavy knives.

At this point, Su Hao's mission to watch the battle is over.

The three found a shady place to sit at will.

Su Hao firstly praised the two of them. It is said that Xiaopang is extremely witty, and he came up with such a coup to defeat his opponent, which is really smart. He Qingqing praised He Qingqing for overcoming three barriers and six generals. No one can be the match. Unfortunately, he met a third-level student, otherwise he would be able to advance to tomorrow's finals.

The sense of loss from the failure of the two people was immediately rushed to pieces, and they quickly lifted their spirits.

Little Fatty said, "Xiang Wu, I have a two-month vacation. I'm going back to Chashan Whistle to train with my dad. Do you have any plans?"

Xiang Wudao: "I plan to buy some things for my father first, go back, and then return to the academy!"

Xiao Pang was stunned and said, "I heard that all the teachers have been on vacation for the past two months, and there are very few students left in the academy. What are you doing here?"

Su Hao said: "It happens to be quiet here, I can train by myself."

At this time, He Qingqing said, "I also want to go back to Chashan Whistle to train with my dad. Xiang Wu, the same goes for you when you return to Chashan Whistle, and there are people who will help you train."

"I want to stay in town and go to the library to read." Su Hao shook his head, it was hard for them to believe that they had already surpassed their father, and it would be difficult for them to continue to improve through this kind of training.

It's better to stay in Lingyun Town and visit the town's library, maybe you can gain something.

He is very interested in runes now. He wants to collect more "beast patterns" for comparative research. He wants to know why this kind of rune can produce such a magical effect and whether it is possible to expand.

However, according to Lao Liu, the lowest price of an animal pattern on the market is twenty gold dollars.

He is short of money, and the only two gold dollars on his body are not enough for a fraction of an animal pattern, so he needs to find a way to make money first, and the chance of making money in the town is even greater.