Astral Apostle

   Chapter 138 No Pressure

   In the stone forest of the ring, Zhou Jing and Lin Kun looked at each other across many rugged rocks.

  The moment the ten-second countdown on the big screen returned to zero, the two of them started striding at the same time and approached quickly.

   When the distance was only twenty meters, Lin Kun suddenly stopped, raised his legs and stomped on the ground in front of him.

  !

  The ground is cracked, and the convex rocks are uplifted, as if waves generally spread forward in a fan shape.

   The front suddenly became rugged, Zhou Jing felt a sway under his feet, his center of gravity was unstable, his mind changed, and he simply jumped into the air.

   As soon as he jumped into the air, he saw Lin Kun stomping **** the ground with a smile, stepping out of a large crack, the whole person jumped towards him, and the little giant-like figure rapidly enlarged in his sight.

   And he was lingering in the air, seemingly impossible to escape.

   "I have made progress, my power control is better, and I will create opportunities to limit my position. It's not like the last time I just fought recklessly."

   Zhou Jing raised the corner of his mouth, not panicking at all.

   At this moment, Lin Kun was already approaching, and he punched Zhou Jing, who had nowhere to dodge in the air.

   "Eat my punch!"

   The strong wind shook his face, but it couldn't hide Lin Kun's excited look.

   Revenge is just around the corner!

   In the last fight, he didn't hit Zhou Jing with a single punch, and after being played for a long time, it was almost his obsession to give Zhou Jing a real punch.

   So in the past six months, Lin Kun has often thought about how to use his abilities when he fights with Zhou Jing again, and how to restrain the opponent's flexible movements, which gave him a lot of inspiration to develop his own abilities.

   In addition, after Zhou Jing's "education", Lin Kun discovered the importance of actual combat skills and experience, and abandoned the reckless style of playing based on ability alone.

  In order to increase his practical experience, after he entered the school, he frequently found people to compete with each other, and he was quite diligent... This also caused his image in the academy to become a violent maniac.

   In Lin Kun's eyes, Zhou Jing is synonymous with slippery hands, but his physical strength is far inferior to himself. As long as he hits a punch, he can hit Zhou Jing hard and win most of the time!

   But the next moment, a scene that shocked him happened.

  I saw a flashing electric light suddenly appear from Zhou Jing's body, and it was released from under his feet with a crackling sound. The whole person jumped out to the side in the mid-air where there was nowhere to take advantage of, avoiding his fists directly.

  The moment the figures interlaced, the long sword suddenly stabbed out.

  Puff!

   A cold light flashed, and blood stains appeared on Lin Kun's forearm.

   The two passed by and fell at the same time.

   Zhou Jing fluttered on the top of a strange rock, but Lin Kun couldn't stop the car, smashed two strange rocks, and stood on the ground.

  Lin Kun looked down at his arm with a look of shock and anger.

   I saw that the tough flesh was torn open by a knife after the transformation, and there was an extra knife wound that was neither shallow nor deep, and blood was oozing out.

   Not far away, Zhou Jing stood on the stone, overlooking Lin Kun, shook his head and said:

   "Have you forgotten that I'm holding a real knife now. You just rush up like this, aren't you afraid that I will stab you to death?"

  Lin Kun heard the words and gritted his teeth secretly, feeling jealous.

  Although the resistance increases after transformation, the resistance to bludgeoning and cutting is different. Moreover, his transformation is mainly to increase his strength, and his defense is only incidental, and it does not reach the level of immunity to sharp weapons.

   When he used the training knife before, Zhou Jing's attacks were all bludgeoning blows. Even so, he was covered in bruises. Now that he has a real knife, his lethality has risen several steps.

  Lin Kun knew at once that he couldn't take the attack as hard as he did before, or he was afraid that he would be cut into pieces, and he secretly shouted that it would be worse.

   However, he still has a question, and he is amazed:

   "Why are you able to discharge?!"

   He clearly remembered that Zhou Jing did not have this ability when they fought last time.

   "You're not the only one making progress."

   Zhou Jing casually played with a knife and smiled.

  Lin Kun's heart trembled, he was confident that he was sure of everything, but now he was not sure.

   He clenched his teeth, letting go of this negative emotion.

   "Come again!"

   With a roar, Lin Kun charged up again, smashing the strange rock where Zhou Jing fell.

   Zhou Jing landed lightly, and fought with Lin Kun up close, with a figure of electric light, tossing and turning around Lin Kun.

  Two figures constantly staggered, walking and fighting on the arena, like a whirlwind, and the strange rocks blocking the road were smashed into pieces.

   Brush brush brush——

   After a while, the two had already passed dozens of tricks.

  Because the real sword broke the defense, Lin Kun didn't dare to take the attack hard.

   But even so, he still had numerous superficial stab wounds on his body, blood dripping all over his body, and his whole body was dyed red.

   The pits and pits on the ground were basically caused by his powerful destructive power, but Lin Kunkong had a lot of power, and he never touched Zhou Jing from beginning to end.

   "Why is it still like this! He can't be that much faster than last time!"

  Lin Kun couldn't take care of the burning pain all over his body, and roared in his heart, unbelievable.

   This time, he didn't fight all the time, he learned a lot of fighting techniques, gained a lot of actual combat experience, and also knew how to use destructive power to change the field, so as to achieve the effect of control, and the small combos kept going...

   But Lin Kun was stunned to find that the battle process was almost the same as when he first fought.

The different part of   , he was beaten even worse? !

   "I've improved so much in this period of time, and I've made preparations like this, but in the end I didn't play as well as last time?!"

  Lin Kun felt aggrieved.

   Many of the tactics he's been thinking about during this time are based on the premise that Zhou Jing's strength hasn't changed much from the last time he fought.

  However, he didn't expect that Zhou Jing's physical fitness had skyrocketed by a large margin in just one month, and the speed was not a single star and a half faster than last time.

   Last time, he had a relationship, but this time, he couldn't keep up with Zhou Jing's actions at all, and he was often hit with a knife in the blink of an eye!

   What's even more irritating is that Zhou Jing only used the knife to his rough-skinned and thick-skinned parts, and never attacked the vital points to inflict heavy damage on him.

   If it was a joke last time, this time it is a joke at all!

  Lin Kun felt that he had been defiled from body to soul, and he was full of grief and anger.

"enough!"

   He couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly punched the ground, causing the ground to undulate, forcing Zhou Jing to retreat.

   Lin Kun gasped heavily, glared at Zhou Jing, and said angrily:

   "You can either cut me down and let me step down, or face me upright!"

   Zhou Jing retreated not far away. Hearing this, he felt a little embarrassed and coughed.

   As the saying goes, with a sharp weapon, the intention to kill is self-evident, and with a superb swordsmanship, he naturally wants to cut something from time to time, but he has never had a chance in the main world.

   Now it's hard to use a real knife, and Lin Kun is such a rough-skinned target. Zhou Jing's hands were itchy for a while, so he couldn't help but slash a few more knives, reminiscent of the long-lost feel.

   Zhou Jing suppressed his thoughts, handed the long saber to his left hand, squeezed his fist with his right hand, and said sternly:

   "Don't say I don't give you a chance, I'll punch you."

   Now that he is playing against Lin Kun, he can't feel the pressure at all, and he can handle it with ease.

   The physical strength of the previous second strengthening was not so strong. Lin Kun's attack was very lethal to him. He would be injured with a single punch.

   Today, Lin Kun's destructive power is still as strong, but it is almost no threat to him.

   Zhou Jing is quite skeptical, even if he is facing punches, at most he will fly out because he is underweight, but he will not be easily injured, and the fault tolerance rate has improved too much.

   What's more, the speed that he is best at has improved a few grades. As long as he doesn't want to, with Lin Kun's agility, he can't hit anyone at all... Just one word, fast!

  Lin Kun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he was wronged, and said worriedly: "Then you are not allowed to dodge!"

"Of course."

   "Really don't hide?"

   "Don't hide, don't hide."

   Zhou Jing shook his head helplessly, feeling like he was coaxing a child.

   He understood that under the suppression of his own combat power, Lin Kun actually knew that he had lost, but he couldn't take a sigh of relief.

   If he can't fight head-on, Lin Kun will not admit defeat even if he loses.

  Thinking of this, Zhou Jing simply agreed to the other party's seemingly rude request, and it happened that he also wanted to try his own boxing.

"what!"

  Lin Kun didn't care about the shame in his heart. He just thought that he couldn't waste this opportunity. He concentrated all his strength on his fist, roared the tiger, and hit it with all his strength.

   Zhou Jing's eyes flickered with electric light, and he entered the state of internal discharge.

   Two fists, one big and one small, collided.

boom! !

  The two flew out at the same time, crashing into pieces of strange rocks.

  Lin Kun's arm was sore and weak, and there was a burst of tingling pain. He supported the ground and was about to get up.

   However, the next moment, Zhou Jing suddenly bullied him very fast, kicked Lin Kun's chest, knocked him to the ground, and stepped on it.

   Before Lin Kun could continue to move, the long knife had already pressed against Lin Kun's neck, and the blade of the knife had dented his skin.

  Lin Kun froze immediately, not daring to move any more, and staring at the blade tightly in cold sweat.

   "Stop struggling, you are no longer my opponent."

  Zhou Jing exhaled and opened his mouth, shaking his sore but uninjured right arm unabashedly.

   The hard punch was also to test the current physical strength. He found that Lin Kun had the advantage in strength, but he could no longer crush himself.

   And his body has endured deep damage with extremely strong penetrating power, but there is only some vibrations, not much damage, and he is not afraid of going head-to-head with Lin Kun.

  Lin Kun shifted his gaze upwards, staring at Zhou Jing, suddenly released his transformation, and said dullly:

"……You win."

   After saying this, Lin Kun seemed to let out a sigh of relief, his face full of frustration.

The punch of    hope did not cause great damage to Zhou Jing, which meant that the effect of the head-to-head fight was not as good as expected to resolve the battle.

   The difference in strength is not as big as he imagined, and his speed is far inferior to others, and his skills are even more different... Lin Kun really can't imagine that he still has the capital to make a comeback, and he is completely crushed by all aspects.

   I didn't expect that the gap not only didn't narrow, but widened after working hard during this period of time. It was easier for people to beat him than before...

  —— Before I practiced, I couldn't beat you. After practice, I still couldn't beat you. Then I practiced in vain!

  Lin Kun was hit hard, and the whole person was autistic.

   Zhou Jing put the knife into the sheath, and withdrew his foot. Seeing that the other person was in a state of despair, he thought about it and encouraged him:

   "Don't be discouraged, go back and practice again. Your ability is so powerful. When you develop it, challenge me again."

  Lin Kun raised his head subconsciously and saw Zhou Jing's friendly smile without ridicule.

   After a few seconds of silence, Lin Kun suddenly got up, as if dissatisfied, raised his head and hummed:

   "If I lost to you today, it doesn't mean that I will always lose to you. You wash your **** and wait. Next time I will beat you up!"

   Zhou Jing blinked, his tone hesitant: "If you really want it, you don't need to fight with me, I can go to your room to go to the toilet."

   "...you're a **** pervert."

  Lin Kun's face was distorted, he didn't want to talk to Zhou Jing anymore, turned around and stepped off the stage.

   Upon seeing this, Zhou Jing shook his head and laughed, looked away, and stepped down.

   Returning to the rest area under the stage, Zhou Jingchao nodded his head and said with a smile:

   "The opponent is resolved, can I play okay?"

   "As expected, I saw you correctly."

   Li Yun smiled, gave a thumbs up, and was amazed.

  Although he had confidence in Zhou Jing, but seeing Zhou Jing playing an S-rank potential was just as easy as abusing vegetables, it was still a little unexpected, and he found that he still underestimated Zhou Jing.

   Tang Liu on the side looked strange.

  If I remember correctly, Zhou Jing seems to have said that Lin Kun is his boss?

   But now, Zhou Jing "has committed the following crimes", overturned the original boss, and regained his "freedom"... Then should we defeat Lin Kun to prove ourselves and take away the younger brother?

   And there is no younger brother who is stronger than the eldest one, isn't this person fooling him from the very beginning?

  Tang Liu fell into contemplation, the little headed melon who lacked education, and finally realized that he seemed to be tricked.

   On the other side, when Lin Kun stepped down, medical personnel came to treat his injuries.

  Lin Kun walked back to the Gemology Department team and saw the surprised expressions of the team members at a glance.

   "That... didn't you say you could win against him?"

   Someone couldn't help asking.

  Lin Kun's face did not change, and he was not shocked:

   "There are always mistakes in battle, at least I have tried a strong opponent."

   Everyone was speechless.

  The teacher wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say, sighed, and said helplessly:

   "Oh, it's nothing to lose, it's our fault that we misestimated the opponent's strength and fell into a trap... We can only adjust the next strategy, and I hope it can be remedied."

   Although only one person was defeated, the impact was a series of events.

   One less important combat power means less scoring points in the later stage.

  Lin Kun is one of the cores. According to common sense, he can advance to several rounds. With his combat power, he can win most of the battles and get a stable score.

   But now that he is in the first round, he has not scored a single point, and all the points in this plan are lost. Instead, the opponent's strong team can continue to score points, and the later scoring points will prevail.

   means that Lin Kun's defeat directly affected the overall strategy of the Department of Gemmology, making the tutor group quite passive.

   Seeing Zhou Jing's fierce performance, the tutor group of the Department of Gemmology couldn't help but struggle.

   In the following rounds, should the core be sent to take the risk to defeat Zhou Jing, or should he just ignore him and use the "low-level horse" to walk?

   Just when the two departments were happy and worried, the big screen immediately showed the result of Zhou Jing's victory, and the crown got another 1 point.

   On the stand, the students of the Department of Wang Guan School shouted in surprise and cheered loudly.

  Because this battle was one-sided, the high-profile S-class was hanged and beaten almost all the way. Many people were surprised and noisy, and they couldn't help but excitedly discuss Zhou Jing's performance.

   In the VIP area on the other side, among the guests watching the game from various official institutions, many people's eyes lit up, their eyes focused on Zhou Jing, showing a look of interest.

   (end of this chapter)