Chapter 201 Teacher, I asked you to sign the leave note
After the elimination of the previous few days, half of the 16 teams were left for the second round of elimination.
The opponent of the club this time is another novice team other than ET in this national free fighting competition.
A small team from Hengshi named Zhenyue.
The strength of this team cannot be underestimated.
Except for the teams invited by the official competition and the teams chosen by elite clubs like Jungu to sign up for the competition, the competition will issue call-up orders to scattered people outside to recruit fighting talents from all over the country.
This was carried out within three months before the competition. Those people freely assembled according to their own wishes, established a team, competed, and after layers of screening, the final champion team was qualified to enter the official arena and enter the capital to compete.
This kind of recruitment has better injected fresh blood into the K1 model, and this Zhenyue came from this model.
Compared to last year, this year's competition team has two more rookie dark horses. First, ET successfully advances against veteran cadres, and then Zhenyue rushes into the promotion competition.
This made this year's K1 extremely eye-catching and lively.
Novice vs. novice, although not as high-profile as the leapfrog challenge, the undetermined focus is still extremely hot.
Just out of the activity room, just in time to meet Zhenyue.
Both sides have a meal.
Jun Gu walked out from among the team members and met the eyes of the team leader on the opposite side.
The moment he came out, Zhenyue's team was obviously restless.
Many people were surprised to meet Jun Gu here ahead of time.
Junior fighting king Jun Gu, if it is said that the one who created most of the myths in the fighting circle back then, then Jun Gu is the creator of the remaining half.
With the youngest age in the circle, he has achieved the most dazzling record.
He is the belief admired and worshiped by the vast majority of fighters, without any exaggeration.
"Gu Shen, I have long admired you."
The leader of the team, Zhenyue, is tall, but not burly, with dark eyes but sharp eyes, full of admiration for Chicheng when he looks at Shangjun Gu.
There is no lack of enthusiasm.
He took a step forward and held out his hand.
Jun Gu nodded slightly, reached out his hand from his pocket, held the man in his arms, and said with a low lip, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Just as he sat down, Gong Jiuhan's cell phone vibrated suddenly.
Then, one after another.
She took out her mobile phone and looked over slowly, the screen displayed an unfamiliar number.
Frowning slightly, she thought for a while, then got up, found a quieter corner, and opened her ears to her ears.
"Hello-"
"Student Gong Jiuyin? Why didn't you come to class today?"
The rigid voice was somewhat familiar, Gong Jiu searched in his mind for two seconds, his eyes fell on the ring, his lips squirmed:
"Teacher, I asked you to sign the leave slip."
Lin Yi naturally remembered this. She adjusted her glasses and said helplessly, "You only approved it for one week, and this is already the second week."
Ah...over the holidays?
Eyelids twitched slightly, Gong Jiuhan thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that it seemed to be true.
In the phone call, Lin Yi didn't hear the voice, and frowned her delicate eyebrows tightly, thinking that Gong Jiuhan didn't want to come to class:
"Student Gong Jiuan, you have already taken a week's vacation after transferring to another school for only one month. Although you have something you want to pursue, you are already a candidate who is about to enter the third year of high school, and you still have to focus on your studies. Heavy, besides, the final exam is two days away..."
Gong Jiu pinched the phone silently.
In sight, someone on the ring fell down, and the referee blew his whistle to signal the game to be suspended.
Someone lost the game.
A certain area in the auditorium immediately burst into cheers for the winner.
"Teacher, I will go back to school."
In the seat, Jun Gu withdrew his eyes from Gong Jiuan, tilted his head slightly, propped it up with one hand, lowered his eyes, put the other hand on his knee, and tapped lightly.
Porcelain fingers slowly slid across the air, forming a very shallow arc.
The movement suddenly stopped.
The eyes under the gold-wire mirror frame were slightly condensed, and they fell on the slightly red hand...
Since I don't particularly understand many rules or competition systems in the real fighting circle, I will outline a juvenile fighting world based on my understanding and some imagination, so be careful not to substitute it into reality. The so-called fighting circle in the book is What the author fantasizes is very different from the reality, remember~
(end of this chapter)