So...

This member named Yozora carries half a ton of weight on his body!?

Boom!

The special nano-honeycomb metal energy-absorbing floor emits an echo.

Two armbands fell.

Yekong leaned over again and lifted up his trousers.

besides?

People's hearts suddenly tightened.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the silver metal exposed inside the trousers.

Are there two more on the ankle?

The night sky actually carries a full ton of weight with it!

This kind of practice is extremely rare among martial arts practitioners who have graduated, let alone second-year practitioners.

This sissy idol-like face, Ye Kong, actually takes the path of physical training?

"Sorry, I'm used to it, so I didn't scare you. In fact, you don't know that the weight I carried when I was training at Sauron Academy was actually four times this value, right?"

Ye Kong said a little shyly.

Zhao Yinghao on the opposite side only felt creepy.

What kind of monster is this!

After taking off his weight, Ye Kong quickly adapted to the situation and kicked his legs casually.

The ripples in the air made more viewers shrink their pupils.

"Okay, we can start now. My speed is a bit fast. If I scare you, I'd like to apologize first." Yekong blinked.

This sentence was played out truthfully, and the scene was in an uproar.

In the live broadcast halls at both ends, there are two distinct atmospheres.

Extremely enthusiastic and high-pitched, with excitement after suppression.

The ultimate cold silence, with various emotions of fear and worry.

The original relaxation on Zhao Yinghao's face disappeared, and now he looked at the random beating of the night sky with traces of afterimages.

Why has the opponent's strength increased so horribly!

…

"Oh, we can finally start to move around freely."

Gabriel, who had a handsome face, said with a smile.

Matthew changed his sitting posture slightly, put his right leg on his left knee, and sat in his original position with his chin in one hand.

The originally cold and stern momentum turned into something unspeakably freehand and arrogant at this moment.

The silent Clement raised his head and looked at the changes in the night sky, finally confirming his first guess that Sauron Academy was indeed deliberately controlling the rhythm of the game.

The answer seems to have come to light by now, but as Clement, who is good at commanding operations and is best at analyzing people's hearts and intelligence, he still does not think that it is just as simple as the surface.

Because when he was studying, Lord Dodge, the two-star moon general who once commanded the Crescent Fleet to clear 15,000 square kilometers of fog in South America with an invincible attitude, said this to the command students of Solon Academy.

[As a commander, you must look further than ordinary people. If you can easily see the reason for an appearance, please remember that it may still be an illusion. Because a true wise man will not do useless things.

Arrangement!]

So, is it just to boost morale by holding back until now?

Definitely Not!

Because Sauron Academy is a myth, there is no need for such means to boost morale.

"Clement, what are you thinking about? Why don't you enjoy the game?" The beautiful voice came from beside her, it was Monica, a girl with short silver hair.

"It's okay, I'm just surprised that Mr. Feng made such a joke on us." Clement smiled, but his displeasure with the college's approach became even stronger.

Clement didn't know that when he was saying these words, Matthew, who was sitting at the back, glanced at him.

In just such a brief moment, exclamations of surprise suddenly erupted from all around.

Um?

Matthew looked up and understood immediately.

It turned out that Zhao Yinghao flew out.

"It just started 3 seconds ago!"

"Why does the night sky move so fast!"

This short and extremely heavy blow truly shocked everyone, even the classmates on the distant moon base.

【it hurts.】

Zhao Yinghao stood up, clutching his sternum, with unconcealable horror in his eyes.

Lift your steps and kick forward.

It was such a simple basic movement of military body boxing, and I didn't even have a chance to react.

The night sky danced gently, with a relaxed and carefree face, and asked friendly:

"Can you still stand up?"

"Oh, you stood up. Then continue?"

Ye Kong smiled, exerted force on his feet, and dived instantly.

As soon as Zhao Yinghao raised his arms, his pupils shrank suddenly.

An easy-going voice sounded behind the ear: "Classmate, your movements are too slow. You don't seem to be worthy of being my opponent."

The more polite he was, the more Zhao Yinghao's self-esteem was torn into pieces. His eyes instantly turned red, and his forward momentum stopped abruptly.

Step on the ground.

Get up.

The right foot spun into the air, like a volley shot backwards, kicking out a strong white wave.

"[Hanging East Wind]! It turned out to be [Hanging East Wind]!"

Some people exclaimed, as if they recognized this move as a signature counter move belonging to the [Thirteen Rings of Heavenly Punishment Kick Technique].

However, Ye Kong, who stood behind Zhao Yinghao with his hands behind his back, had that shy smile on his face again.

Lift your feet, retract your legs, and when compressed to the extreme, pop it out.

In fact, it was just an ordinary light kick, but it stepped on Zhao Yinghao's ankle with a faster and more violent force.

The accuracy of his timing is enough to amaze anyone.

boom!

The air waves vertical to the earth bloom.

Zhao Yinghao felt severe pain in his ankle. He spun and flew more than ten meters, and landed heavily with a thud.

The place was quiet.

"Do you still want to stand up?"

The night sky fell lightly next to Zhao Yinghao, asking curiously, and then smiled slightly.

"Actually, there's nothing terrible about losing."

Without any explanation, Ye Kong took Zhao Yinghao's hands and helped him up.

This action made the hurricane audience at the scene soften their expressions slightly, but for Solon students more than 300,000 kilometers away, this move was unanimously derogatory and ridiculed.

Sauron Academy does not need the most useless kindness.

Zhao Yinghao's face turned red. He didn't want to be picked up at all, but Ye Kong's power was too great!

Just now, his wrist seemed to be tightly clamped by two iron pincers. Now as he stood up, the force coming from his wrist finally became smaller.

Suddenly the pressure on my wrist relaxed.

Ye Kong patted Zhao Yinghao's shoulder gently and said with a gentle face: "You'll get used to it in the future."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the words fell, Ye Kong, who was still smiling on his face, punched instantly. The extreme punch speed even caused a ripple of air and slammed into Zhao Yinghao's abdomen.

pain--

Zhao Yinghao's vision went dark, and severe pain instantly radiated throughout his body.

The whistling wind passed by my ears.

boom!
To be continued...