Chapter 142: Arent you coming up yet?

When Zhou Ping set foot on the qualifying arena, the eyes of An Zihao, Wu Jingxian and others followed him. Off the field, Li Xiaoyi was suddenly shocked.

"It's him, why is it him? Isn't he also a freshman? Why did he go to qualifying?" Li Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Ping on the field and thought about a hundred scenarios in her heart. This was a man she will never forget. It was he who made a major change in her life.

Thinking of the special relationship between the two, even if it had been broken, when Li Xiaoyi saw the figure of the man standing on the field, her heart was still in disarray. Li Xiaoyi seemed to understand her feelings better, clutching her beating mouth. "One day, I will become the person who has attracted much attention with a different identity and stay by your side with integrity," looking at Zhou Ping, Li Xiaoyi secretly made a vow.

Nowadays, martial arts was prosperous, and in almost any industry, it was inseparable from martial arts cultivation to be top-notch. As the top martial arts college, Qingyang University was full of talents from all walks of life. As for those on the school flower list, once they graduate, or even have not graduated, countless film companies would come to their door and seek to sign contracts.

Many of the elder sisters who had been on the school's flower list in the past few years were now well-known sisters in the entertainment industry.

It was for this reason that Li Xiaoyi saw hope. She longed for her own transformation, longed to narrow the distance with that man.

However, Zhou Ping naturally did not know the wish that Li Xiaoyi had set in his heart at this moment. At this time Zhou Ping had already begun to face his first opponent.

"Xinsheng?" The opponent on the opposite side saw Zhou Ping and was obviously a little bit down on it.

Zhou Ping didn't answer, just staring at his opponent plainly.

"I don't know if it's my luck or your bad luck. But it's the same. Freshmen who just entered the school dare to challenge the qualifying. At least this courage is worthy of recognition. At least it will broaden your horizons."

With the sound of the start of the match, the male student rushed forward without hesitation.

Zhou Ping didn't move until the male student was about to pounce in front of him.

Bam!

The male student's attack failed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"A bit capable, no wonder you dare to participate in qualifying." After the male student finished speaking, he turned around and rushed forward again.

Fist, palm, point, grasp

The male students kept changing their moves, but none of them could touch Zhou Ping's clothes.

"Will you just run away?" the male student said breathlessly.

"No," Zhou Ping answered very seriously.

"It's just that we don't have any grudges. After all, this is a place that has attracted much attention. I don't want you to lose too ugly."

"You…" The male student was furious. "Come if you can beat me, don't run away."

"Since you asked." Zhou Ping flashed the opponent's attack. "Then I will satisfy you."

Boom…

With one punch, the male student was unconscious.

"It seems that this punch is a bit heavy. It will be lighter next time," Zhou Ping looked at his fist and said softly.

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Zhou Ping was really kind. He knew that these people were not easy. But it was impossible to lose to them deliberately, so he had to make it look not too ugly.

"Competitor Zhou Ping wins!" seeing that male student fell to the ground unconscious, the referee immediately announced. "Will Zhou Ping continue to challenge or take a break and challenge again."

"Continue to challenge." Zhou Ping said without hesitation.

"Competitor Zhou Ping chooses to continue the challenge. The next player, please enter," the referee shouted.

One player, two players…

In the next game, Zhou Ping really started lighter. Although Zhou Ping won every time, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Ping was inextricably tied with others in every game.

"Dare to challenge me even with this kind of strength?" An Zihao, who had been watching the game below, was immediately relieved when he saw Zhou Ping's performance.

"A group of rubbish with less than 1,000 points will have to entangle for so long. It seems that the strength of this Young Master Zhou is not too good. I really don’t know how Wu Jingxian would be attracted to this kind of stuff. Is it because she thinks picking up trash is fun?" An Zihao looked at Zhou Ping with disdain.

Wu Jingxian did not speak. She had fought against Zhou Ping. How could she not know Zhou Ping's strength?

"It’s so stupid that you’ve been fighting forever without rest. You know, if you don’t play one more game, it consumes one more point. Look at the other players, it’s not that you should rest immediately after a game. Wait until you recover before you continue to challenge others. Without the strength and not knowing how to outsmart, such a person is not worthy of being my opponent." An Zihao shook his head, no longer wary of Zhou Ping, instead he was full of contempt.

One by one, players were defeated by Zhou Ping, and finally Zhou Ping won against ten players.

Ten consecutive victories! The referee looked at Zhou Ping with a surprise.

Ten non-rested fights, all of them won. There were not many people, but every one of them had achieved a lot in the end.

"Congratulations to Zhou Ping for his ten consecutive victories. Will Zhou Ping choose to rest or continue to challenge?" The tone of the referee's speech became respectful, and the other audiences were far away, perhaps unable to see clearly. But the referee was on the side, and he could clearly see that after ten consecutive games, Zhou Ping did not even shed a single sweat.

This meant that Zhou Ping was simply playing around. Only when you had absolute strength to crush, but still play around could it be possible that you won't shed a drop of sweat in ten matches, because this actually didsn't consume much physical strength.

What kind of strength was needed? One must know that Zhou Ping didn't choose to kill the opponent in seconds, and the physical energy consumed in ten games was definitely a lot.

The referee realized this and immediately looked at Zhou Ping more respectfully. This choice did not surprise the referee. After all, he was a master who won ten consecutive games without sweating. It was normal to continue challenging.

"However, I don't choose a random challenge," Zhou Ping said suddenly.

"Oh? Does Zhou Ping want to designate the person to challenge?" The referee was slightly surprised.

"I have to tell you that we will decide how many points you need to spend based on the ranking of the person you choose to challenge. If your points are insufficient, you cannot challenge someone who is over-ranked," the referee reminded.

"I know." Zhou Ping nodded.

"Since you insist, please tell us the name of the person you are going to challenge," the referee said to Zhou Ping.

"The name of the person I'm going to challenge?" Zhou Ping's mouth snapped. "An Zihao, I have enough points now. Won't you come up yet?"

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