Chapter 150: Being Calculated

  Su Dong's team faced off against three warriors from Class 65 of the Earth Department, who were considered to be around mid-to-lower level among all two hundred teams.

  Huang Bu Ren pretended to be nonchalant as he jumped onto the battlefield, waving his hand at Su Dong and Zuo Fang, saying lightly: "Don't worry, I'm a professional at taking beatings, and with this set of Ling armor protecting me, I won't die."

  Su Dong and Zuo Fang stared at each other, it was obvious that Huang Bu Ren was trying to put on a brave face, his legs were trembling with fear, yet he still pretended to be nonchalant, which made Su Dong and Zuo Fang feel somewhat moved.

  Soon, a thin warrior from the other side also came onto the stage, with a bronze-colored face and high cheekbones, obviously having practiced hard kung fu. This warrior slightly moved his hands and feet, while Huang Bu Ren was making some exaggerated movements like broadcasting exercises to cover up his nervousness.

  Su Dong thought for a moment, walked up to the stage, smiled slightly, and bowed his hands to the slender warrior: "Brother, what's your surname?"

  That thin warrior was taken aback, didn't expect someone to come over and try to get familiar, said in a low voice: "My surname is Pang, Pang Dingyun."

  "Brother Pang." Su Dong smiled and said: "I'm Su Dong, I have something to discuss with you."

  "Please go on."

  "My brother actually doesn't know martial arts, but in our Huang 119 class, there are only two warriors, so we had to pull him in to make up the numbers. You will definitely win later, can you spare some mercy? As the saying goes, leave a thread for future use, it's good to have a chance encounter later, even if I, Su Dong, owe you one favor." Su Dong said calmly.

  The three warriors opposite were all listening, Zuo Fang also stood beside Su Dong, he was not very good at speaking, and nodded regularly with some request.

  As the old saying goes, "Don't hit a smiling face." The three warriors opposite Su Dong were somewhat hesitant after hearing his sincere words.

  "Letting this brother off easy isn't a big deal, martial artists shouldn't bully those who haven't practiced martial arts anyway. But shouldn't this be considered cheating? Besides, what's the benefit for us?" The warrior surnamed Pang on stage asked.

  Su Dong smiled and said, "I won't break the rules. I just want you to go easy on me, don't hurt my brother. As for the benefits, if you let us have one share, I'll let you have two shares. For the second and third rounds, I'll just exchange a few moves with Zuo Fang, no need to actually fight."

  The warrior with the surname Pang was taken aback and curiously asked, "You speak as if you two will definitely win. Haven't competed before, this tone is a bit too arrogant, isn't it?"

  Su Dong said, "I'll give you one point. You give me two points, that's my principle as Su Dong. Anyway, it won't hurt you much, just consider it making friends. Of course, if you insist on being ruthless, I won't return double, but twenty times, two hundred times the favor."

  Having said that, Su Dong smiled and gave a courtesy to the opponent, then pulled Zuo Fan back to their spectator position.

  "How handsome!" Huayingyue said, somewhat infatuated, after seeing Su Dong interact with others. Flattery, manipulation, intimidation - Su Dong was naturally well-versed in these tactics and carried them out flawlessly, quietly imposing immense psychological pressure on his opponents.

  Either take a small step to make friends, or Su Dong and Zuo Fang's crazy revenge. It seems that the latter is not a good deal, just a fight, not a life-and-death struggle, and the three warriors of the land class were shaken.

  "What if they don't listen to you?" Zuo Fang asked in a low voice.

  Su Dong's eyes were slightly cold. He said coldly: "Then get rid of them."

  ……

  A whistle blows, and the martial arts competition officially begins.

  Pang Zhanashi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and punched Huang Bu's chest, and saw Xiao Pangzi let out a miserable cry, very cooperatively flew up, and then heavily fell to the ground, rolled with the momentum, and rolled down from the stage.

  The judge was stunned? This loss is like acting, isn't it too fake?

  However, neither side had fouled, and Huang Bu Ren was indeed knocked flying, so the referee pinched his nose and declared that Huang Bu Ren lost the first round.

  He jumped up, clutching his buttocks and complained to Su Dong: "I jumped too high, my butt hurts a bit."

  At the sight of Huang's disheveled appearance, Hua Yingyue and Qin Yin couldn't help but burst out laughing, while Su Dong slightly bowed his head to that warrior surnamed Pang, and said to Zuo Fang, "You know what to do next."

  The second round was a display of Zuo Fan's formidable fighting skills, as he withstood twenty rounds without counterattacking, using his electric fist to deflect the opponent's attacks.

  Can't help but say that Zuo Fang's attacks and defenses are like slow motion, like an old man practicing Tai Chi, but the effect is surprisingly good. No matter how his opponent attacks, he can push it back to him intact, with a collection of moves that are extremely methodical.

  The gap in combat power was too great, and the warrior had no choice but to take advantage of the momentum from the left push to end this completely hopeless battle with a crash.

  In the third round, Su Dong, after Zuo Fang's demonstration, the opponent had already understood that neither of them was easy to mess with, and their hearts were already racing.

  Unfortunately, Su Dong learned the violent way and didn't know how to use that soft and fluffy punching technique. Even with Bi Luo Huang Quan's spiritual power external skill, he couldn't hit the person from a distance. Relying on the powerful shockwave, he was able to knock his opponent down.

  One loss and two wins, the result is consistent with Su Dong's expectations.

  "Alright." Su Dong walked over and helped the last warrior up, saying: "Thanks to the three of you for giving me face. If anything happens in the future, just look for me. We're all friends."

  Su Dong's words were elegant, but the three warriors couldn't help but secretly despise him. It seemed that Su Dong owed them a favor, when in fact it was his side that had been let off by Su Dong! Su Dong and Zuo Fang's strength was obviously much higher than theirs, even if they entered the strongest Tianzi Eight Classes, they might not be unqualified.

  As Su Dong and others left, a warrior touched his head and said: "Thinking about it now is frightening. If the two of them had gone all out, we would have been in trouble."

  "Yes, fortunately I didn't have a falling out with this bunch of guys, but I don't get it, how did they end up in the worst Huang class with such strength?"

  ……

  After lunch is today's second battle, Su Dong and his team will face the true elite of the college, Tian Zi 108.

  "After this morning's battle, Huang Bu Ren was filled with confidence and excitedly said: 'Who knows, we might actually make it to the finals and compete against the legendary Tian Class 8! If we get into the finals, not only can I transfer departments, but I'll also receive a reward from the college. My dad will be overjoyed if he finds out!'"

  Zuo Fang, Hua Ying Yue, and Qin Yin were all amused by Huang Bu Ren, and before they knew it, the five of them had formed a small group. Perhaps due to Su Dong's influence, even the normally overbearing Qin Yin had become more cheerful.

  Shaking his head, Su Dong said in a low voice: "Don't be too happy too early, there are many foolish people in this world. This time it's agreed with others, but if you encounter someone like Zuo Fan who doesn't know what's good for him, you'll still have to fight."

  Huang Bu Ren patted his chest and said, "I'm not afraid of being hit. This set of Ling armor has a strong defense. When I took that punch just now, I didn't feel anything at all. It seems like even if someone really hits me, it won't be a big deal."

  Su Dong still thought Huang Bu Ren was too optimistic, the hearts of men were treacherous and there had always been malicious people in this world. However, for now, there wasn't a better solution, so they would have to let Huang Bu Ren take the lead.

  He had never liked the two words "give up", and they had never existed in his dictionary.

  After a while, a group of people returned to the Martial Arts Center, only to see the three Ning brothers already waiting there, proudly holding their heads high and coldly staring at Su Dong and his companions.

  With a faint smile, Su Dong ran to find Ning's brothers to talk as he did in the morning.

  After listening to Su Dong's words, Lao Da Ning Feng said to Ning Lie: "Little Three, later on it will be your turn against that little fatty called Huang Bu Ren. He hasn't practiced martial arts before, so let him have some."

  "Ha ha! Just watch me!"

  It was surprisingly easy to agree? Su Dong had some doubts in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and composed, bowed to the three Ning brothers and exchanged a few pleasantries.

  Walking back slowly, Su Dong furrowed his brow slightly and muttered to himself: "The Ning brothers seem to be hiding something in their words. They promised not to lay a heavy hand on Huang Bu Ren, but I have a feeling that something is off."

  "Maybe you're thinking too much, no grudges or grievances, why would they deliberately go against you?"

  "Whatever," Su Dong said with a shrug.

  After a while, it was Su Dong and the Ning brothers' turn to go on stage. Huang Bu Ren was very confident this time, he climbed up onto the stage, pounded his chest with force, his legs didn't shake anymore, and his smile became natural.

  Obviously he believed in Su Dong's negotiation skills and thought that with Su Dong's three-inch tongue, he could persuade the Ning brothers not to hit him.

  Ning Lao San Ning Lie was the tallest among his brothers, a full three heads taller than Huang Bu Ren. The two of them standing together looked like a giant and a child.

  Ning Lie reached out and patted Huang Bu Ren's head, laughing as he said: "Kid, later I'll hit you with a low blow and send you tumbling off the stage."

  Huang Bu Ren hastily nodded and said: "Alright, I'll do as you say."

  Ning Lie was still laughing loudly, his gaze at Huang Bu Ren was full of sarcastic meaning. Su Dong frowned secretly under the stage, and suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

  The whistle for battle has sounded.

  Ning Lie took a big stride and rushed towards Huang Bu Ren, his face filled with murderous intent!

  Huang Bu Ren still had no idea that he was already in a precarious situation, waiting to be hit by Ning Lie and then what would happen next.

  Boom!

  Ning Lie didn't sweep Huang Bu Ren's leg as agreed, but instead used his fist to punch Huang Bu Ren's neck!

  The martial arts competition has rules and prohibits hitting the head, but Ning Lie's attack was aimed at the most critical spot next to the head!

  His neck is connected to the artery, bones and tendons, and there is no spiritual armor to protect it. If he were to be hit by Ning Lie here, Huang Bu Ren's neck would break! This isn't a martial duel, but an attempt on Huang Bu Ren's life! This is a killing blow!

  "It happened suddenly, Su Dong shouted: 'Not good!'"

  Left put, flower reflected in the moon, the sound of the zither, also saw that this move was not right, face changed greatly!

  "Jumping knife!"

  Su Dong didn't care about any rules or regulations anymore, and directly used his own teleportation technique to rush forward, wanting to push Huang Bu Ren away from Ning Lie's fist!

  Before he could use any technique, Su Dong's fingernails chose to kick Huang Bu Ren with his foot!

  Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Su Dong's kick sent Huang Bu Ren flying up, his body twisted to one side, Ning Lie's fist didn't hit Huang Bu Ren's neck but instead smashed into his collarbone!

  Crack!