meet one's match

Since he had promised Xiaopang and He Qingqing to watch their competitions, Su Hao would not go back on his word.

Early the next morning, Su Hao came to the martial arts training ground.

At this time, the training ground was full of people, bustling like never before.

There were approximately 1,200 students still in the academy. The annual competition didn't distinguish between grades. All students were mixed together for the battles.

The annual competition would last for two days. The first day was the preliminary round. The 1,200 people were divided into 12 groups, with 9 groups for male students and 3 groups for female students. Each group had 100 people. Then, 7 people would be determined from each group of 100 to enter the final on the second day. Each group would have two class - in - charge teachers as referees and safety officers.

This annual competition not only tested the students' strength but also their endurance. Because to compete for the first place, excluding the situation of a bye, one needed to participate in ten consecutive matches from start to finish.

This was not something an ordinary person could do.

But all of this had nothing to do with Su Hao. He didn't care about these. For him, the annual competition was just an upgrading game for some teenagers.

After Xiaopang and He Qingqing's competitions were over, he would still go back to his dormitory and continue researching blood - qi.

Using the radar, he quickly found Xiaopang and He Qingqing in the crowd. It wasn't their turn to play yet. Su Hao first went over to show himself in front of them, and then he started wandering around the field.

As he walked, he recorded the blood - qi information and entered it into the "Radar" database.

He first set his target on the class - in - charge teachers whose blood - qi was as intense as the sun.

"The blood - qi of this class - in - charge teacher is so strong! It should be Teacher Mo from Class 4. Record it. Blood - qi characteristic: soft. Mo Fenghua, high - level grandmaster martial artist, in yellow font. 啧啧啧,the amount of his blood - qi is almost catching up with mine..."

As he thought, Su Hao was stunned.

He suddenly realized something was wrong and frowned, analyzing secretly, "As the class - in - charge teacher of Class 4, Teacher Mo Fenghua's strength is undoubtedly that of a high - level grandmaster martial artist. But why doesn't his blood - qi intensity feel stronger than mine in my perception?"

Su Hao first suspected that there was a problem with his perception. Perhaps, with his current strength, he couldn't accurately sense the blood - qi of high - level grandmaster martial artists? Or maybe high - level grandmaster martial artists had the ability to block perception?

Su Hao first found other class - in - charge teachers and carefully sensed them with the "Radar". He found that the blood - qi intensities among these teachers varied greatly and fluctuated significantly, so it didn't seem like there was any shielding.

"There's no problem with my perception. My blood - qi intensity is indeed much higher than that of the class - in - charge teachers! That means, in terms of blood - qi intensity, I'm already considered a high - level grandmaster martial artist, not a beginner - level one."

Su Hao roughly understood that in this world, the distinctions between beginner - level, mid - level, and high - level were not very obvious. Once the strength level was reached, it was reached. The truly obvious distinctions were between levels like ordinary and elite, and elite and grandmaster.

Unable to figure it out clearly, Su Hao simply stopped thinking about it and focused on entering everyone's information into the "Radar" database.

...

Soon it was Xiaopang's turn to play. Su Hao came to the periphery of the field to watch.

Xiaopang looked very nervous. He was holding a training blunt - bladed knife and a small round shield, his whole body tensed up. After walking into the field, he kept taking deep breaths to adjust his state.

Xiaopang's opponent had long curly hair, was half a head shorter than Xiaopang, and was holding the same training knife and small round shield.

Xiaopang's height of 1.7 meters brought invisible pressure to his opponent, who seemed even more nervous than Xiaopang.

Both of them were participating in the competition for the first time and didn't want to be eliminated in the first round. Once they stood on the stage, their states improved instead. They stared closely at their opponents and fully immersed themselves in this match.

"Dang!"

With the sound of a gong, the competition started.

Both Xiaopang and the curly - haired boy moved simultaneously. One delivered a powerful chop, and the other raised the shield to block, deflecting the blade path and waiting for an opportunity to counter - attack.

They exchanged blows for about twenty rounds, but neither could gain the upper hand.

It was truly a match between evenly - matched opponents.

After a while, both of them were panting from exhaustion.

Since they couldn't defeat each other by force, they could only rely on wits. So they started using techniques and underhanded moves.

Xiaopang swung his knife down. The curly - haired boy immediately raised his shield to block. But Xiaopang's knife strike was a feint. The real attack was with his foot.

"Breaking - stance kick!"

The curly - haired boy was shocked. Reacting instinctively, he directly dropped the shield and used his hand to block.

But this was still a feint by Xiaopang. Seeing that the curly - haired boy had dropped the shield and left himself wide open, Xiaopang seized the opportunity and thrust the round shield in his left hand forward, hitting the curly - haired boy's face hard.

The outcome was decided.

Su Hao immediately shouted loudly from the side, "Xiaopang! Well done!"

Everyone turned their heads to look. The moment they saw Su Hao, they all tensed up in fear: This was the Violent Flying Man Wu Xiangwu.

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

"I'm going to Qingqing's side to take a look. Keep it up." Ignoring the people around him, Su Hao said to Xiaopang and then left.

Because of Su Hao's appearance, everyone looked at Xiaopang differently. They were thinking that if they were to meet this tall and chubby guy later, they might as well give up directly. Even if they won the match, if they were targeted by the Violent Flying Man, it would still be a loss.

Su Hao came to the field of Group 11. After watching for a while, it was He Qingqing's turn.

The girls' battle seemed more aesthetically pleasing. With the same training blunt knives and small round shields, He Qingqing brandished them with great vigor, looking heroic.

After four rounds of exchanges with her opponent, He Qingqing suddenly made a forward thrust. The tip of the knife inserted into the gap between the opponent's round shield and long knife. She flipped her hand and twisted, knocking the opponent's long knife to the ground. Then, taking advantage of the opponent's panic, she kicked out and knocked the opponent down, winning the victory.

Learning from the experience at Xiaopang's side, Su Hao didn't shout loudly to cheer. Instead, he just ran to the front of He Qingqing and waved.

The moment He Qingqing saw Su Hao, her serious and somewhat fierce little face immediately broke into a smile.

In the second round, Xiaopang was tripped by his opponent and fell to the ground, unfortunately being eliminated.

On the contrary, He Qingqing won the first three rounds. In the fourth round, she met a third - year student. Coupled with her physical exhaustion, she was knocked down by the opponent's two powerful knife strikes.

So far, Su Hao's task of watching the competition was completed.

The three of them found a cool place under a tree and sat down casually.

Su Hao first gave them a lot of praise. He said that Xiaopang was extremely witty and had come up with such a clever trick to defeat his opponent. He was really smart. He praised He Qingqing for winning three rounds and being invincible. It was a pity that she met a third - year student, otherwise she would surely have advanced to the final tomorrow.

The sense of loss from their failures was immediately dispelled, and they soon cheered up.

Xiaopang said, "Xiangwu, there will be a two - month holiday next. I'm going back to Chashanshao to train with my dad. What are your plans?"

Xiangwu said, "I plan to buy some things for my father first, go back home, and then return to the academy!"

Xiaopang was stunned and said, "I heard that all the teachers will be on vacation during these two months, and there will be very few students staying in the academy. What are you staying for?"

Su Hao said, "It's just quiet here, and I can train by myself."

At this time, He Qingqing said, "I'm also going back to Chashanshao to train with my dad. You can go back to Chashanshao too, Xiangwu. Moreover, there will be someone to help you train."

"I want to stay in the town and read books in the library." Su Hao shook his head. It was hard for them to believe that he had already far surpassed his father, and it was difficult to improve further through this kind of training.

It would be better to stay in Lingyun Town and go to the library in the town. Maybe he could gain something.

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