Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 655 Miss Li, accept

  At this moment, Aaron looked at Li Qiao, raised his eyebrows, and gestured to the instrument in an inviting gesture, "Miss Li, it's your turn."

The wife of the hall master dare to say that their three hall members are not as good as a female boxer. Today, let her see what the real strength of the dark hall is.

  Li Qiao nodded to Along, walked to the instrument and took a look. His fist strength was 897.

  The speed and strength of ordinary people's punches will not exceed 800, and the strength of these people in the dark hall should not be underestimated.

  She squeezed the sleeve of her wrist and slowly pushed it over her forearm. Before the next step, members of the three halls were already whispering in the crowd.

   "I bet on Aaron to win."

  One has two, and the crowd raised their hands, "Aaron, add one."

   "Add two."

   "Add three."

   "I bet Miss Li wins."

   "Aaron, add four."

   "Add five."

   "Miss Li, add one." Zuo Tang's exit, like a spring breeze, scattered everywhere in the training hall.

  The members of the three halls whispering to each other instantly muffled, "Three hall masters, how can you grow others' aspirations to destroy your own prestige?"

  Zuo Tang stood near the tester and said, "If you don't believe me, look at it."

  Li Qiao stretched out the joints, smiled at Zuo Tang, and punched directly in the next second.

  She smashed her fists quickly, and the numbers on the screen flashed and bounced quickly.

  The audience waited with bated breath, and in a blink of an eye, the numbers stopped, and there was no sound around.

  Someone murmured for a long time: "Good luck, just one more number than Aaron."

  Li Qiao’s first punch, 898.

  Along took a step back in silence, bowed to Li Qiao and bent over, "Miss Li, accept."

  Everyone: "???"

  Shut up if you **** uneducated.

Is   acceptance used like this?

  Li Qiao glanced at him faintly, and the word "Cheng Ren" was on the side of her mouth. It was neither right nor wrong.

  Zuo Tang chuckled and greeted the second fighter on the stage.

  The height of the opponent is similar to that of Aaron, with a strong body, the training suit is tightly attached to the body, and the outline of the biceps is very clear.

   Hit it down with a punch, and the value display: 976.

  Li Qiao did not say anything, and then punched, with a punch value of 977.

  At this time, Zuo Xuan, who was behind Shang Yu, squinted his eyes, and his gaze with implied scrutiny fell on Li Qiao’s hand, "Hall Master, what is the real punch value of Miss Li?"

  Once is a coincidence, but after two punches it has already revealed the clues.

  Miss Li is deliberately controlling her power.

  Shang Yu sat in a leisurely position leaning on the lazy chair, his slender legs stretched flat in front of him, his eyes fixed on Li Qiao for an instant, and a smile filled his eyes, "Who is the highest record of those people?"

   Zuo Xuan stared at the man, nodded, and whispered, "It's the last one, Ah Yan, just broke 1500 last month."

   "Well, it should be taller than him." Shang Yu looked at the direction of the tester without squinting his eyes. Zuo Xuan's faint tone made Zuo Xuan a calm show-off.

  Let's do it, let's do it and see.

  On the other side, the second member saw Li Qiao’s value and bowed to her in a naive manner, "Miss Li, accept."

  Zuo Tang lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows. No matter what the outcome is today, this group of naive people can be regarded as completely exposing cultural shortcomings.

  Simple mind and well-developed limbs, they are talking about.

  Soon, the third member punches, value: 999.

  Li Qiao followed closely, with a value of 1000.

  At this time, everyone saw some eyebrows.

  They looked at each other and whispered in a low voice, "Ms. Li, is the more frustrated, the more courageous, or the stronger, the stronger?"

   "The more frustrated the more courageous? Take a closer look, is she frustrated?"

   "That is when strong is strong."

   "If you say that, then I will call Chen Ge over to discuss with Miss Li. If she can play 1891, I will kneel down and call Dad."

  In the next three minutes, five more members played.

  Probably not believing in evil, everyone smashed the instrument desperately.

  The highest score has exceeded 1100, and Li Qiao's original indifferent expression has gradually become a lot more serious.

  The punch value of the eighth member: 1128.

  When it was Li Qiao's turn, she stood in front of the instrument and paused for a while, seeming to be thinking about something.

  The main reason is that the punch strength is getting higher and higher, and it is not easy to control the speed and strength.

  After Li Qiao hesitated, he slammed his fist violently, and as the value jumped, the hearts of other people were also lifted.

  Estimated...1129?

  The idea just came out, and the number on the screen settled, 1184.

  Li Qiao looked up at the ceiling of the training hall, and she couldn't control it as expected.

   Then, she heard the eighth voice: "Miss Li, accept."

  Zuo Xuan couldn't help but sigh. They are all good fighters, but the level of education is really worrying.

  The one-to-twen match ends in half an hour.

  Li Qiao cleared the game with 12 wins and 8 losses.

   seems to have done it deliberately. After she reached a 60% win rate, she seemed to be out of interest.

  The power value of each punch is between 800 and 900.

The few concessions behind    actually conveyed the meaning.

  ……

  After the test, Li Qiao walked to Shang Yu's side unhurriedly, sat down on the lazy chair next to her with her toes, and let out a sigh of relief.

  A glass of warm water was handed over from the side, and the man wiped the thin sweat on her forehead with his fingertips, his eyes were gentle and spoiled, "Tired?"

   "A little bit."

  The tiring thing is not punching, but controlling power and speed.

  If she smashed the tester with full strength at the beginning, I believe she will lose strength no more than ten times.

The   Fist Strength Test may seem simple, but it also hides mystery.

  The winning rate is set at 60%, which must be the conclusion drawn after countless actual combat tests.

  The mentality of ordinary people to participate in the assessment is mostly eager to win.

  If you punch, you have no reservations. In this way, you will definitely lose.

After   , she didn't accumulate any more punches, not because she wanted to win, but because she was really tired.

Li Qiao held the cup in both hands and sipped it, the slightly messy hair on her cheeks was pulled behind her ears by Shang Yu, her eyes were dark, and she saw him leaning close, asking in a low voice: "Have you ever done a punch before? Force test?"

   "Yes." Li Qiao recalled the tester in the poor kiln, her eyes flashed, "I played at the border a few years ago."

  The man's thin lips raised lightly, "How much is the highest?"

  Li Qiao thought about it seriously. The picture in her memory was very fuzzy, and she could only remember the outline. “It seems that it was less than 1500, but that was a few years ago, and the border tester was not as accurate.”

  Li Qiao didn't think she was strong, she just took the lead.

  The training she experienced in those years at the border covered almost all the assessments of the three halls, which can be called **** mode.

   Zuo Xuan who heard this sentence: "..." It turns out that the hall master didn't brag.

  Li Qiao was drinking tea, while Shang Yu held her hand and kneaded it gently, and said in a deep voice, “Don’t venture into the second hand-to-hand combat, just do your best.”

  "How many one-to-one?" The first item is one-to-twenty. Li Qiao will not be surprised if he fights one-to-forty unarmed.

  In a flash, Zuo Xuan whispered behind her: "Miss Li, it's one to one, you and Zuo Tang."

  　6000,

  　　 In order to cope with Sunday’s explosive update, the cover was changed today, and I will change it back next Monday. Don’t go to the wrong door.

  　　 By the way, ask for a monthly pass~ set the bowl.

  (End of this chapter)