Goldfinger Auction

"Cultivation well! Start with me! Take your dreams as horses! Live up to your youth!" The students raised their arms and responded to Dyson with powerful slogans.

"By the way, let me introduce to you, this is your senior Shen Daoming, a former martial arts champion in the First Middle School, who has already reached the third-dan level of cudgel right after graduating from college! He is a rare genius martial artist. !

"Although I invited him here today to serve as a referee for the trials, I would like you to take this opportunity to communicate with him more and listen to his understanding of martial arts, which will be very beneficial to your growth.

"Daoming, you and your apprentices should also have a few words." Dyson made a gesture of invitation to Shen Daoming.

"Ashamed and ashamed! There are talented people in the country, how can I dare to call the words 'genius warrior' in front of you? I'm just a little older than you, wasted a few more years of food, and entered the society before you, right? Martial arts have more insights that are different in school...

"After the trials are over, let's talk in detail." Shen Daoming bowed his hands to the students and ended his speech.

Originally, he did prepare a more impassioned speech.

After all, the former champion of the school's Martial Arts Games has won countless honors for the school in three years, so he still has a sense of superiority in front of these apprentices.

But after seeing Sun Suo, he couldn't read the manuscript.

He used to be proud that he had reached the third-dan martial artist state after graduating from college, but after training with Sun Suo, he felt that his third-dan state was a joke.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky. The ancients honestly did not deceive me.

Even in a small place like Heshi, an ordinary school like Heshi No.

The rise of the new generation is like the revival of the Eastern Federation. The wheel of history is rolling forward. Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish. It is irresistible.

What they have to do is to try their best not to be crushed by this wheel, but to strive to become a paving stone on the ground.

Shen Daoming was so humble that Dyson was a little surprised.

Could it be that this once proud student suffered a major blow in life? Otherwise it wouldn't be so, would it?

In front of so many students, I don't ask too many questions. When the trials are over, let's chat slowly at the wine table.

The pre-match mobilization is over.

The trials have officially started!

"The first pair of contestants, Han Yong and Sun Suo, please prepare! The game will officially start in five minutes!"

Dyson announced to the students.

"Sun Suo is not in good health and has a brain injury. You should be gentle, don't hurt him." Yao Xue walked over to Han Yong and whispered to him.

"I know it! How could I possibly hurt him with my skills?" Han Yong smiled at Yao Xue.

"Brother, don't you abstain? It's my turn in the next game. You abstain and I also abstain. We both abstain, so we won't be ashamed." Shan Yao and Sun Suo discussed.

"Abstain from voting? Surrender without a fight? Are you worthy of the sacrifices of your ancestors by doing this?" Sun Suo asked Shan Yao seriously.

"Cough..." Shan Yao was speechless.

"Cultivation well! Start from me! Take dreams as horses! Live up to your youth!" Sun Suo patted Shan Yao on the shoulder, got up and walked over to the ring with Han Yong.

"This..." Shan Yao stared at Sun Suo... After a serious illness, did his brain burn out?

If Sun Suo didn't abstain, he would be too embarrassed to abstain from the vote. He couldn't escape the beating today!

Shen Daoming stood by the ring, watching Han Yong and Sun Suo come over.

Sun Suo smiled and nodded to Shen Daoming.

"You..." Shen Daoming sighed.

"What advice does the senior have?" Han Yong glared at Shen Daoming.

"Have you read WeChat? Don't start too hard." Shen Daoming whispered to Sun Suo.

If Sun Suo, under his auspices, played Han Yong in a bad way, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his wife when he turned around!

"It's really a mother-in-law! Can I take care of it?"

Before Sun Suo could answer, Han Yong replied to Shen Daoming with an unhappy expression, and then quickly walked onto the ring.

Sun Suo followed Han Yong into the ring.

Shen Daoming was choked by Han Yong's words. Standing at the entrance of the ring, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After Dyson's reminder, Shen Daoming quickly followed the two to the ring and started his refereeing work.

"Han Yong! Come on! Han Yong! Come on!"

A few classmates below the ring, Han Yong's usual friends and his fans, cheered Han Yong with a relaxed expression.

The first place in the class is against the last place in the club. There is really no suspense in this match. Even if you shout cheers, it's just a passing game.

"Sun Suo! Come on! Sun Suo! Come on!"

Sun Suo's tablemate, the fat man Shan Yao, even though he was alone, he also pulled his throat to cheer on Sun Suo.

Sun Suochong smiled at Shan Yao. In the past two years in high school, most of the classmates kept away from this double-headed monster because of Sun Ni's eccentricity.

But this simple and honest fat man has never disliked them. Even if he was teased by Sunni, he never got angry. This innocent friendship between classmates and teenagers is very precious.

"Are you abstaining?" Han Yong asked Sun Suo, holding the helmet and not wearing it on his head.

"No." Sun Suo put the helmet on his head, tied his breastplate, and picked up the soft stick.

"Okay." Han Yong shook his head, leaned over and picked up the soft stick, but threw his helmet aside~www.novelmt.com~ Please put on your helmet and breastplate! Getting hit in the head will seriously injure! "Shen Daoming reminded Han Yong.

"If you hit him casually, you won't be able to hit me on the head! If his soft stick touches the corner of my shirt, even if I lose!" Han Yong murmured a few words in a low voice.

There was a burst of laughter from the onlookers under the stage.

Han Yong didn't want to humiliate Sun Suo, but was displeased with his brother-in-law Shen Daoming... He was clearly the first in his class and a strong contender for the top spots in the school's martial arts club competition, but he was always swayed by Shen Daoming. Daoming made all sorts of taunts and despised it, and even said on the phone that he would not qualify for the class trials!

It's simply too much!

Shen Daoming glanced at Dyson helplessly.

"Han Yong, put on your helmet and breastplate. This is the rule." Dyson also said something to Han Yong.

Han Yong then reluctantly put on his helmet and tied his breastplate.

"I'm sorry..." Shen Daoming took the opportunity to whisper in Sun Suo's ear.

Han Yong's actions were too humiliating, and Shen Daoming was worried that Sun Suo would strike hard when he was angry.

"It's alright." Sun Suo whispered back to Shen Daoming with a very calm and natural tone.

Shen Daoming glanced at Sun Suo again, and his evaluation of Sun Suo was a little higher in his heart.

With this kind of mind, this young man is not only a martial arts genius, but a world-class prodigy!

His future is limitless.

Both sides put on their helmets and stood still with soft sticks in their hands. Shen Daoming announced the official start of the competition!

"You asked me a few times to practice against me. I didn't mean to reject you. The main reason is that you and I practice against each other. The difference in strength is so great that it will not improve you much." Han Yong explained to Sun Suo a few words.

"Indeed." Sun Suo strongly agreed with this point of view.