Chương 103: Training Trivia

Chapter 103 Training Trivia (5K) Once the personnel were assigned, the team members took turns engaging in one-on-one sparring matches.

Since Zhao Rui and the others were newcomers, they first watched the youth training team members practice together to familiarize themselves with the procedures and rules.

Because these are regular training sessions, the youth training team members know each other very well, and they are all there to share their skills and strategies.

They played with considerable ease and comfort.

Even so, the performance of the youth training team still put a heavy pressure on these college students from other places.

Although I anticipated that these team members would be very strong before we arrived.

But I didn't expect it to be this ridiculously strong.

He can unleash a "super move" with a simple gesture, without any recovery time, and the key is that the opponent can catch it.

That's completely out of line.

Do you guys usually use your ultimate skill as a normal attack?

Aside from their unconventional fighting style, these players, in terms of skill and martial arts prowess alone, are extremely rare, even among university students.

They are all at least level nine martial artists.

Sure enough, as the old saying goes, you don't know how tall a building is until you leave the county.

You won't know how gentle a woman can be until you experience the romance of love.

That makes sense. With the support of resources from the entire province, if they can't select the top talents, how can they compete for rankings in the national competition?

Before Zhao Rui and the others arrived, Wang Zhanshan had introduced them, saying that many of them were directly selected from sports schools or martial arts schools.

He received systematic competitive martial arts training from a young age.

They are somewhat different from college students like Zhao Rui.

Their purpose in learning martial arts is to compete.

As for which one is stronger or weaker, in the end they all lead to the same goal, depending on individual talent and skill.

The provincial martial arts team will also select outstanding students from among university students to become team members and incorporate them into the regular athlete system.

Zhao Rui didn't care whether the other party was strong or not; he only cared about whether the martial arts the other party had learned conflicted with those he had copied before.

"Alright, you can start now. Be sure to follow the rules. Only by getting used to the rules in practice can you be more at ease during the competition."

After the teaching assistant finished speaking, he gestured to Zhao Rui and the others that they could begin.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui and the others each found a spot, got into position, and prepared to spar.

After exchanging fist salutes, the Dongyi Sports student in front of Zhao Rui looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes and said in a cool tone, "I know you! Zhao Rui."

"I?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback, not expecting himself to be so famous.

"I've watched the video of your match with Senior Brother Fu, and I was very impressed with you. Senior Brother Fu also said that although your martial arts are diverse, you are extremely proficient in all of them and should not be underestimated. In a couple of years, when your skills improve, you will be a formidable opponent for him."

"Forehead……"

Zhao Rui immediately understood; it turned out that Fu Shaohu, who had played against him at Dongyi Sports School last time, was "promoting" his reputation.

"You flatter me, you flatter me. I'm far inferior to your Senior Brother Fu, not worth mentioning."

Zhao Rui clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "It's a good thing to be praised. We should flatter each other."

"However, Senior Brother Fu is already my defeated opponent!"

"..."

Zhao Rui's face darkened. He thought you were praising him, but it turns out you were praising yourself in a roundabout way.

"so……"

"So what?! Take this!"

Since he wasn't praising me, Zhao Rui didn't bother listening to his boasting and directly delivered a powerful punch to his Jianjing acupoint.

"I haven't finished speaking!"

The other person quickly dodged and then continued:

"So I want to see if you've made any progress this year. Don't let Senior Brother Fu down..."

"How many moves do you think you can last?"

"You don't need to guess anymore. In the future, when you see me during the competition, remember me and avoid me. My name is Luo Yongxiang."

"..."

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes, speechless.

Your senior brother Fu might not have been defeated by you. He might have been annoyed by your constant chatter!

Zhao Rui took two steps ahead, not giving him a chance to talk nonsense, and instantly used the Dragon Step, followed by a powerful and heavy Vajra Kick at close range.

Despite the criticism, this guy is definitely skilled.

He deflected Zhao Rui's several preemptive attacks with a set of palm techniques.

At the same time, a notification sounded on the system panel indicating that martial arts techniques could be copied.

"Found a technique that can be replicated: the Great Compassion Hand. Replicate it?"

Zhao Rui was overjoyed and quickly selected the copy option.

This man's skill was no less than Cai Zhengyang's; his Great Compassion Hands technique showed no trace of compassion, but rather resembled the demon-subduing power of Wei Tuo.

The two exchanged blows several times, fighting evenly.

Zhao Rui didn't care about winning or losing. Seeing the other's sharp palm technique, he switched to the Prajna Palm to fight back.

Both are Buddhist martial arts, both being types that combine offense and defense, making them a perfect match for a contest to see who is superior.

Their exchange was like two generals meeting a worthy opponent, a battle that was evenly matched and difficult to decide.

At first, Luo Yongxiang kept rambling on, but after Zhao Rui launched a barrage of attacks, he dared not be distracted and could only struggle to deal with Zhao Rui's endless stream of ingenious tricks.

"Ouch!"

Just then, not far from them, another student from the same team, Dongyi Sports School, was hit in the shoulder with a bang and flew backward.

The sound was so sudden that everyone present immediately stopped their movements and looked over.

The student who had fallen to the ground, his face flushed red, stood up while clutching his shoulder.

"Are you alright?"

The teaching assistant stepped forward and asked.

"fine."

The student gave an awkward reply, then continued to practice with his opponent.

A few minutes later, with a "smack," another student was hit, staggered back a few steps, and landed hard on his backside.

Zhao Rui glanced at it and saw that it was Zheng Minghao from his school. He was only at level eight, and his strength was the lowest among these people.

It's understandable that they couldn't beat their opponent.

Zhao Rui didn't take it to heart and continued practicing palm techniques with Luo Yongxiang!

"Bang!"

"what!"

Just three to five minutes later, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, six more students were knocked down or hit.

This also includes Miao Miaomiao.

She had not yet completed her cultivation of the Enchanting Immortal Technique, and her power was less than 30% of what it required. She also could not unleash the enchanting power of the Enchanting Immortal Technique, so her defeat was inevitable.

But why are they all college students?

Not only Zhao Rui, but the other college students who were still practicing also sensed something was off.

Was this a deliberate targeting by the youth training team?

The remaining college students, who were already highly skilled, naturally became even more cautious in dealing with the situation.

Fortunately, the assistant coach noticed the problem and quickly spoke up, reprimanding everyone.

The purpose of sparring is to be able to skillfully apply the martial arts techniques learned in actual combat.

There is no need to determine who wins and who loses.

Those people from the youth training team just now clearly acted with a purpose.

How could the coaches not see it?

Fortunately, with their intervention, the entire training center returned to harmonious order.

"The progress of the Great Compassionate Hand replication is 20%..."

"The progress of the Great Compassionate Hand replication is 70%..."

After practicing intermittently all morning, Zhao Rui's copying progress has exceeded 70%.

The harvest was quite plentiful.

On the other hand, Luo Yongxiang was much more depressed.

In order to speed up the replication process, Zhao Rui kept increasing the attack speed of the Prajna Palm, forcing Luo Yongxiang to speed up the circulation of his skills.

The morning left him exhausted, and he even abandoned his usual gossipy and arrogant habits.

"Hey bro, shall we continue this afternoon?"

As the course ended, Zhao Rui smiled and said to Luo Yongxiang.

"Oh, is it another practice session this afternoon?"

Luo Yongxiang was shocked, his face showing a conflicted expression.

"No, I just felt you weren't quite done yet. We can continue while we eat!"

Zhao Rui smiled.

"Who's going to continue with you...?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Yongxiang quickly turned and left, giving Zhao Rui no chance to speak.

Zhao Rui smiled, turned around and walked towards the rest area by the door, where the five of them gathered.

No matter how close we are in the team, once we step outside, we're all soldiers in the same trench.

As the person in charge designated by Wang Zhanshan, Zhao Rui naturally had to do a good job as the "team leader".

"Let's eat first, and then we'll find a place to talk."

Zhao Rui glanced at everyone and, seeing that Zheng Minghao looked somewhat dejected, spoke up.

The group nodded to each other and left the training center together.

After lunch, everyone went to the artificial pond at the training center, found a small pavilion, and sat down.

"What happened this morning was not accidental. I suspect they will make another move, just to give us college students a warning."

"Don't push yourself too hard when you're fighting, to avoid getting injured..."

"We're here to train, not to compete for a temporary victory. The real test will come on the competition field."

"Of course we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either. I think you all understand that."

Zhao Rui said in a solemn tone.

Everyone nodded, and there were no objections.

Wang Dalong was a cautious person and naturally wouldn't say anything. Cai Zhengyang was also a person who was "strong but cowardly and arrogant but weak and reckless," so he had no objections either.

As for the other two, they both followed Zhao Rui's lead and knew they couldn't beat him, so they wouldn't say anything more.

After a brief exchange, everyone returned to their dormitories for a lunch break.

In the afternoon, the course was the same as yesterday, still focusing on specific training for certain parts of the body.

Since the students from Dongyi Sports School had just arrived, Bai Wenlong arranged for his teaching assistants to provide them with special training.

Once they were familiar with the methods, they rejoined the team and trained with the main group.

The same applies at night.

After a day of classes, the students at Dongyi Sports School were all listless, like wilted eggplants.

After class, they all rushed back to their dormitories.

On the contrary, Zhao Rui and his group, having experienced yesterday, were noticeably more adapted today.

After a short rest, I recovered quite a bit.

Silent all night.

The training program continued as usual on the second day, with group practice sessions.

Zhao Rui approached Luo Yongxiang with a smile and immediately launched a fierce attack on him.

Luo Yongxiang had no choice but to grit his teeth and use all his skills to defend against his attack.

Although he could block and even counterattack, the high-frequency attacks put him under extreme mental strain, causing his fatigue to increase exponentially.

He regretted approaching Zhao Rui; this guy was nothing like what Senior Brother Fu had said.

His skill level is not a weakness at all; it is clearly his strength.

Despite such a high frequency of internal energy output, he was completely unharmed, while I nearly exploded. The difference between us is obvious.

"The Great Compassionate Hand technique has been successfully copied. One advancement point has been awarded!"

As the system notification sounded, indicating that the copying was complete, Zhao Rui took the opportunity to slow down his attack.

Upon seeing this, Luo Yongxiang was overjoyed. He feinted and jumped out of the range of the palm strike, then stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture.

"Coach, I want to make a substitution."

Luo Yongxiang looked at the teaching assistant beside him with an expectant expression.

"What's wrong with you? You're the one who picks the people, and you're the one who changes them?"

"Continue training."

The teaching assistant, with an unfriendly expression, rebuked him and flatly rejected his request.

Luo Yongxiang looked at Zhao Rui with a pained expression, his face almost breaking into tears.

He made up his mind not to follow this time. At worst, he would get slapped. If he continued, he would break down.

"Why don't you switch to a different martial art? We're fighting so fast, I'm getting tired."

Zhao Rui spoke earnestly and persuasively.

Are you tired too?

Luo Yongxiang was taken aback.

"Of course I'm tired. If your martial arts weren't so high, would I have been able to get out so quickly?"

Zhao Rui shook his head and said.

"How about we switch to a different martial art and take it slow?"

"OK!"

Zhao Rui nodded with a smile.

Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist

"Change to another one" Why?

"I don't like it, it's too easy to play too fast."

Baguazhang

"Change to something else, I don't like gossiping!"

"..."

After a while, the system notification sounded in Zhao Rui's mind.

"Detected the ability to copy the martial art 'Mandarin Duck Kick'. Copy now!"

"Copy!"

This guy can switch martial arts whenever he wants. Could he be a martial arts treasure chest like that Fu Shaohu?

Thinking of this, Zhao Rui's gaze towards him became even gentler, filled with affection, like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit.

Just as the two had switched martial arts styles and were practicing their moves and techniques at a leisurely pace, a sound of energy breaking through the air suddenly came from the side.

It then struck the surrounding protective walls, making several crisp sounds.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Cai Zhengyang staring coldly at his opponent.

"You don't think you can control me, do you?"

The other person frowned slightly, not expecting that the boy in front of him would actually possess such a unique skill as the sword finger technique. He almost capsized in the ditch.

His face immediately darkened, and he attacked again with a palm strike.

The opponent's martial arts skills were extremely high, and at this moment they had already used the "ultimate move" bombardment method that only members of their youth training team were used to.

They launched a fierce attack on Cai Zhengyang.

But Cai Zhengyang's Xuan Yin Sword Finger is no ordinary martial art. His basic attack is a burst of Qi, which is basically equivalent to someone else's ultimate move.

They had no fear of his offensive.

The two then exchanged blows, their sword energy crisscrossing and their palm strikes tearing through the air, forcing several groups around them to leave their side and keep their distance.

With such a commotion, everyone in the training center stopped practicing and turned to look at the field.

Bai Wenlong and his teaching assistants didn't try to stop them; instead, they watched with great interest.

"Although the Thousand Machine Palm Technique has many unexpected moves, it is somewhat at a disadvantage when facing the sword energy."

After watching for a while, Bai Wenlong couldn't help but speak up.

"Yes, I didn't expect that someone from Dongqi University would have learned this kind of technique. Before the Grandmaster realm, it is probably not something that ordinary martial artists can withstand."

The teaching assistant next to him frowned and said.

"He's a promising talent. I'll talk to him when I have time. I'll see if he's interested in switching to a professional role. If he is, I'll speak to Wang Zhanshan personally."

Bai Wenlong nodded and said.

While the two were talking, the result was already in the match. Cai Zhengyang struck his opponent's ribs with a single finger, winning the match cleanly and decisively.

A burst of enthusiastic applause immediately rang out in the training center; without a doubt, it was the university students who were applauding.

Yesterday, the college student team "lost" so badly, but today someone finally won a game. How could everyone not feel proud and elated?

Hearing the applause from the crowd, and especially seeing the girls clapping happily over at the East Art Sports Center, Cai Zhengyang felt instantly relieved.

This is the feeling he wanted.

"Thank you for your kind offer!"

Cai Zhengyang smiled and clasped his hands in a salute to those around him, extremely smug.

Seeing his appearance, several members of the youth training group looked extremely grim; clearly, they were the ones who had stirred up trouble.

The distinct applause made Bai Wenlong a little embarrassed. He glanced around at the youth training team members, then led the applause, saying, "Well done."

Seeing the coach applaud, the youth training team members then started to applaud sparsely.

"Whether you're from the youth training team or the university martial arts team, once you're here, you're soldiers in the same trench. Competition is fine, but we can't let it ruin the harmony."

Bai Wenlong said in a deep voice, "I watched the competition just now. It was very exciting and exceeded my expectations."

"There are quite a few college students here this time, and their skills are quite impressive. In that case, let's have a friendly competition of martial arts so we can get to know each other better..."

"Who knows, maybe in the future, all of you here will become teammates on our provincial team!"

Bai Wenlong's words delighted the members of the youth training team, who had originally intended to subtly embarrass them.

Now that's great, we can make our move openly and honestly.

On the other side, the students from the two universities, upon hearing his words, were not worried about losing; instead, their eyes gleamed with excitement.

They are very strong, but we are not weak either.

Now that the coach had made this suggestion, the staff at the training center quickly began preparing the necessary items for the competition.

The competition officially began around 3 p. m.

Bai Wenlong even called over the coaches from the two schools who were hiding in some obscure corner.

When Zhao Rui saw Wang Zhanshan and the others arrive, chatting and laughing, he felt as if they had planned it all along.

The competition rules stipulate that each side, from university students to youth training teams, must field four players.

Then they compete one-on-one, and the winner advances to the next round.

The rules require four people from the university students' side, but theoretically there should be two on each side.

However, after the two sides exchanged information, they discovered that Dongyi Sports had three people at the tenth level of the Transformation Realm.

Although challenging someone of a higher level is not difficult for a talented martial artist like Wang Dalong, when everyone is a genius, the one with the higher level naturally has an advantage.

Zhao Rui asked for everyone's opinion, and they all unanimously decided to give up participating.

Let the opportunity to shine go to Dongyi Sports.

Since everyone had made this decision, Zhao Rui was naturally happy to relax and simply told the other party.

Seeing how "sensible" Zhao Rui and the others were, Dongyi Sports School was happy to oblige.

They readily sent four people to participate.

Once the personnel were confirmed, Wang Zhanshan, who was sitting in the audience, turned pale.

He never expected that none of his soldiers would actually go into battle.

He was immediately furious.

After the players were selected, the first match began.

Both sides are the best in their respective teams, masters of the Transformation Realm, with formidable strength, and every move they make unleashes immense power.

The crowd cheered.

After a fierce battle, the youth training team members ultimately proved superior and won the match.

After four consecutive matches, the Dongyi Sports team lost all four.

This truly surprised Zhao Rui and the others.

It's a good thing they didn't play, otherwise they would have been the ones to lose.

Wang Zhanshan shared the same idea.

(End of this chapter)