Chapter 49 Who are you? Lin Xiangyun's eyes were fixed on the two people competing on the field. He was a ninth-level expert who had already glimpsed the threshold of becoming a saint. He could see every detail on the field and record it. Even so, he still had extra energy to pay attention to Chen Mo who was warming up on the sidelines. He read out the list himself, so of course he knew which kid in the next group would take the field, and he was looking forward to what would happen. The reason for the expectation has nothing to do with Chen Mo's usual lack of virtue, but because of the innate holy body on the rooftop. A man who can have a pleasant conversation with a girl who is devoted to practicing Taoism and has no distractions must be special. Lin Xiangyun knew that the fact that he could share snacks with the girl had absolutely nothing to do with the snacks themselves. Bang! "I surrender!" At this moment, the outcome of the match was decided. Huang Xinmei hit Zhao Song on the chest with a palm, and the latter lost his balance. He was about to be hit by a fierce knee strike, but fortunately he shouted surrender at the last moment. The school doctor rushed in, checked the patient with ease, confirmed there were no serious injuries, and sent the patient away wherever he could.

After all, the improvement of realm will obviously improve physical fitness. Everyone who can be here is not bad, so there is no need to worry too much about some minor injuries. "Chen Mo from Class 1 and Kuang Yanfei from Class 32 are on stage. The next group, Qiao Zihao from Class 1 and Xiong Zhangling from Class 3, are ready." Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the audience seats of Class 1, only to see Qiao Zihao's face was pale and he was shaking like a sieve. It seemed that if the rules did not allow it, he would have wanted to withdraw from the competition. Le Mingrui smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be nervous." Qiao Zihao said with a sad face: "How can I not be nervous? My opponent is Xiong Zhangling." Le Mingrui comforted him: "Then at least Chen Mo is not much better than you." This was quite helpful. Qiao Zihao immediately felt more comfortable: "Yes, Xiong Zhangling and Kuang Yanfei are both favorites who passed the selection. They are better than you." "." Le Mingrui was very upset. I'm just trying to comfort you with all my heart, can you speak? They didn't notice that Huang Cui next to them had a complicated expression. As Chen Mo's good friend, she didn't seem nervous at all. But Old Wu was quite nervous. When I reported the final list to the director, it felt great to write down eight names in one go, but after fighting the previous few games, it was indeed a bit disastrous. The overall performance of Class 1 is indeed okay, but that just means it is average. There are fewer students with poor grades and more mediocre ones, but there are no more top students than in other classes. Even the third place winner Huang Cui had a huge gap with the second place winner. The first few contestants who came up were basically about to be shattered when they met those from other classes who came to compete seriously. In the next two games, Chen Mo and Qiao Zihao will be the ones to go up. Their rankings are lower than the previous ones, and their opponents are stronger than the previous ones. Old Wu thought that he had never encountered such a situation before. Now, if he stood on the sidelines and shouted "one team", he would be beaten up. It was really embarrassing. If Huang Cui and Le Mingrui had not argued about their feelings before, he would have wanted to run away. "Don't be afraid. After all, Chen Mo has opened his mind. Even if his level is not so good, at least he won't lose too badly." Zhang Gangqiang came over at some point. Old Wu was a little shocked.

This Xiao Zhang usually looks confused, but I didn't expect that he could see through my thoughts at a glance. "You are right." His mood suddenly brightened. Indeed, before Chen Mo asked for leave, he was still standing still in the state of breakthrough. His cultivation level could not be very high, but he had the confidence to open up his mind. Even if I get beaten, I'll take a few more punches! Old Wu also had the same idea as Lin Xiangyun. Why didn't he think of testing that boy's realm? But it's too late now, Chen Mo has already entered the court with his wrist twisted. In the audience, Sun Jingping, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly perked up and took a sip of water with a smile: "Oh, Xiao Yang, this guy is quite interesting. You must not know him. His name is Chen Mo." The muscles on Director Yang's face were a little stiff. He laughed dryly and said, "Principal Sun, I actually know this little student." Sun Jingping was a little surprised: "Huh? How did you know him?" Director Yang smiled bitterly and said, "His brother is a congenital rabbit spirit vein. I happened to be at the scene on the day of the test, and I met him." "Oh~" Sun Jingping knew that a director didn't need to be present at the scene of awakening in principle, but he could probably understand this person's motives, so he said with a smile, "I see that you don't like Chen Mo very much?" Director Yang's face changed: "No, no. I felt at the time that Chen Mo was not an ordinary person. If anyone could pass the selection today, he would definitely have a chance." He instinctively realized that this old man who had a say in the martial arts academy liked Chen Mo very much, so he naturally had to please him. As for his own likes and dislikes, it was not important. Sun Jingping curled his lips and deliberately said something against his will: "But I'm not very optimistic. After all, he just broke through the second realm not long ago." So Director Yang immediately changed his words: "Yes, yes, yes, although I think he is not an ordinary person, which genius doesn't want to gain experience when he is young? Maybe he still needs to practice more." Sun Jingping continued to jump: "I am not optimistic, but now that I am older, I believe more and more that there is such a thing as fate. Sometimes it is destined that miracles will happen." Director Yang laughed awkwardly and said, "You're right. Now I feel like he's both good and bad." Sun Jingping was happy: "Xiao Yang, you are a talented person." Director Yang was worried. On the one hand, he felt that Chen Mo seemed to have some connection with the principal. On the other hand, he was surprised that Chen Mo was actually going to participate in the inner courtyard selection. He had previously thought that this guy was just bragging. Wait, he can't really get in? Impossible, absolutely impossible. To be honest, no matter how much doubt the other spectators had, there was definitely one person who was nervous, and that was Kuang Yanfei. He always felt as if he had traveled to a parallel universe. In any case, Chen Mo was only ranked tenth in the class. No matter which teacher you ask, they would say that the most promising students in their class were Le Mingrui and Huang Cui. However, he could always recall one afternoon when he and Chen Mo were chasing each other on the playground and he could not catch up at all. Why isn't this person number one in the class? "meet again." He clasped his fists in accordance with standard etiquette and focused his mind. "Last time it wasn't a formal contest. Let's decide who's better today."

The teacher taught me a trick: no matter what you think in your heart, you must appear calm on the surface, so as not to let your momentum weaken. Chen Mo also began to salute with his hands, but his brows were slightly frowned and he stared at the other person without blinking. Kuang Yanfei sneered in his heart, want to suppress me with your eyes? This is useless. His expression remained unchanged and he glared back. Then Chen Mo said, "Who are you? When have we ever competed?" Your mother! Kuang Yanfei's face changed. (End of this chapter)