Volume 2: Jade Promise Chapter 145: Ten consecutive wins
Just like that, a whirlwind and miracle named Dai Mengli gradually took shape in the second-level star field, and it became bigger and stronger.
"Who is this silly and cute raccoon? So arrogant?" Zhang Yang from Sanqing Academy, the young leader who made a bet with Tang Zheng, also noticed Tang Zheng's code name constantly sounding above the second-level Star Arena, and asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Young Master Yang, that cute and silly raccoon... is the one who made a bet with us, Tang Zheng from Yisuli Academy." A student who had met Tang Zheng by chance before and laughed at Tang Zheng's code name with his classmates reported to Zhang Yang in a depressed tone.
"What? It's that Tang Zheng?!" When Zhang Yang heard the name Tang Zheng, the image of Tang Zheng's face that made them depressed and angry when he threw out a thousand taels of purple gold for a bet appeared in front of his eyes. He also remembered the ugly scene of the few people in their Sanqing Academy who plundered each other and even used up the only copper coins they had, but in the end they still couldn't collect enough thousand taels of purple gold.
Originally, Zhang Yang thought that Tang Zheng was just a spoiled rich second-generation who was able to get along with Leng Zhan by currying favor with Zi Jin.
He was also thinking that after winning today's bet, he would get the 1,200 taels of purple gold that Tang Zheng used to show off, slap him in the face on the spot, and teach him a good lesson, making him understand that for a warrior, martial arts is the most important principle.
From the time he made the bet with Tang Zheng until now, Zhang Yang had basically been fantasizing about this proud scene in his mind. But now, when he suddenly heard that this cute and silly raccoon who was killing everyone on the second floor was actually Tang Zheng, who had made him lose face and was eager to take revenge, Zhang Yang suddenly felt as if he heard the sound of his own heart breaking.
"Let's go and take a look!" Zhang Yang said with a dark face.
"Mr. Yang, where are you going? What are you going to see?" A junior student who was familiar with Zhang Yang asked in confusion.
"Nonsense! Of course we are going to go and see the starry sky of that bitch Tang Zheng. If we don't think of a solution, we will really lose one thousand taels of purple gold to others today. By then, the face of the Sanqing Academy will be completely lost!" Zhang Yang shouted angrily as he walked.
When Zhang Yang walked to the No. 10 human-shaped arena where Tang Zheng was performing the Star Fighting, the arena was already surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside. Many people wanted to see who this cute and silly raccoon was.
Zhang Yang impatiently pushed away the crowd of onlookers and forced his way through the crowd to the ring.
Many warriors who were pushed by him looked back with dissatisfaction, ready to explode. However, when they saw the number plate of the third-level Star Arena on Zhang Yang's chest and the emblem of the Sanqing Academy on his clothes, they had to suppress their dissatisfaction and dared not speak out.
After Zhang Yang had finally offended a large number of warriors and squeezed to the front of the No. 10 human-shaped arena, he could finally see the situation on the arena clearly.
Tang Zheng's star fight was once again coming to an end.
This time, Tang Zheng's opponent is slightly stronger than the previous warriors. He is a middle-aged uncle code-named Unyielding Axe. His fighting style and method are somewhat similar to Tang Zheng's current instructor Li Xiaoren, which is rough, direct and effective.
However, when it comes to real strength, there is a huge difference compared to Li Xiaoren.
Tang Zheng had experienced this style during his first actual combat training with Li Xiaoren. In the subsequent martial arts training, he was often beaten up by Li Xiaoren, so this style of fighter happened to be the one Tang Zheng was most familiar with.
All you need is speed to defeat him!
From the beginning of Star Fight, Tang Zheng has been moving around the Indomitable Axe, releasing martial arts, keeping distance, and continuing to move. It looks a lot like the Shadow Step technique that was popular in online games back then, which was also Tang Zheng's specialty when he was a top assassin.
Facing the Unyielding Axe with Tang Zheng showing off his Shadow Step skills, he felt extremely disgusted. From the very beginning, he was dazzled by Tang Zheng's figure. He couldn't even lock onto Tang Zheng, let alone release martial arts to hit him.
The wounds on the Unyielding Axe's body kept increasing. If it weren't for his Star Guidance and martial arts, which focused more on defense, he would have probably fallen to the ground seriously injured by now.
However, his strong defense could only delay him for a few more seconds in this star fight. If this was not a star fight but a life-and-death battle, the Unyielding Axe would now even have the idea of a starburst, trying to find a way to die together, which would be better than just being a target and passively taking a beating.
Almost all the audience could see that Tang Zheng had already won this star fight.
"I give up!" Unyielding Axe knew that continuing to fight would only cause more injuries to himself and was meaningless. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to give up this star fight. At least he could retain a certain amount of combat effectiveness for the star fights after today.
"Damn, trash!" Zhang Yang cursed in frustration when he heard Unyielding Axe admit defeat, attracting the attention of the audience nearby.
"What are you looking at? You've been passively taking the beating without any ability to fight back. You can't even delay a little more time and cause any trouble to Tang Zheng. What are you if not a waste?" Zhang Yang subconsciously vented his anger on the innocent spectators next to him and yelled at others.
Several spectators standing behind Zhang Yang frowned when they heard what Zhang Yang said. They couldn't stand it anymore and retorted, "You call others useless. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it's not that Unyielding Axe is too weak, but that Dai Meng Li's speed and skills are too strong. Even if you go up there, can you fight well?"
Zhang Yang curled his lips in disdain, turned around, stared at the two warriors who were speaking for the Unyielding Battle Axe, pointed at the gold-plated number plate on his chest that belonged to the third floor of the Star Arena and said, "Open your dog eyes, who am I, what is my identity and strength, is this Tang Zheng qualified to fight me? I can crush him to death with just one finger!"
The two warriors looked at Zhang Yang's arrogant appearance, lowered their heads and said nothing.
But in his heart, he cursed Zhang Yang's ancestors for eighteen generations, thinking, even if it's Samsung, so what? He can kill others with just one finger. Not everyone has won a challenge against a higher level, so it's hard to say who will win or lose.
However, they were just complaining in their hearts, and no one would say these words out loud to offend such a mad dog with both strength and background.
At this time, on the ring, the referee had just announced that Tang Zheng had won the star fight.
His winning streak has reached seven games in a row, and he only has three more games to go before he can qualify for the ten-game winning streak required to challenge a higher-level opponent.
Before the audience had time to cheer for Tang Zheng, the second-level star prompt rang .
Tang Zheng was matched with a new opponent almost instantly. He didn't even have to worry about the Star Fighting Arena being far away. He just moved directly to the Herringbone No. 9 Arena next door to start a new Star Fighting Arena.
"No, we can't let this bastard Tang Zheng keep winning. If he wins a few more games, his matching speed will reach its peak. Then people will line up to help him win. If this goes on, we will definitely lose this bet!" Zhang Yang thought to himself with narrowed eyes as he looked at Tang Zheng's eighth opponent who had stepped onto the stage.
