God's business strategy

Chapter 125 Challenge

That night, Wei Feng and Andre, as usual, went back to the dormitory to sleep after training.

The next morning, Wei Feng was still on time as usual, pressing the clock and arriving on time.

"Okay, everyone is here. The three-monthly challenge begins now."

Zefa stood on the ring and said.

"Next, let me talk about the rules of the challenge first. Everyone in the ordinary class has a chance to challenge, and those who are challenged can only be challenged once. Those who win will stay in the elite class, and those who lose will be Go to the regular class. Do you understand?"

"understood."

Hundreds of students under the ring said in unison.

"Then, the people in the ordinary class, start to choose their opponents."

As soon as Zefa's voice fell, a person from the ordinary class jumped onto the ring.

"I want to challenge him, Li Weifeng."

Then he pointed at Wei Feng and said.

"Hey! I guessed it right. He challenged the loser as soon as he came up."

A student in the elite class spoke unscrupulously, causing people around to cover their mouths and laugh.

"Guess how many tricks he can last."

"I guess there are about twenty strokes!"

"Well, that's what I thought too."

. . .

"I'm really envious. He actually took the lead. He is in the ordinary class and is in the top ten. This way, he will be able to enter the elite class."

"Yeah, why can't I be the first to do it?"

"Hey! Don't be afraid. I heard that there is another person who is at the same level as him. When I challenge him, I still have a chance."

. . .

"Come up here, don't waste everyone's time."

The boy on the ring spoke contemptuously.

"Oh, idiot."

Andre cursed inwardly.

Wei Feng did not let his opponent affect his mood and slowly walked onto the ring step by step.

"Ha! You loser walks so slowly. Are you afraid of being defeated by me and falling into the regular class? Hahaha!"

The arrogant man said with a proud look.

"Come on, let's get started!"

Wei Feng was not angry and had a calm expression. He walked to the ring and said to the arrogant man.

"Hmph! You want to save face, just watch the trick."

The arrogant man felt unhappy when he saw Wei Feng's dull expression, and decided to teach him a lesson.A quick straight punch hit Wei Feng in the face.

"Fuck, are you trying to disfigure me?"

Wei Feng sensed the trajectory and landing point of the opponent's punch, and felt annoyed in his heart.

Wei Feng shook his body for a while, making the victim look like he was frightened. He dodged the punch ahead of time, then leaned forward, and hit the opponent's left cheek with a right uppercut.

"Ouch!"

Wei Feng's strength was so great that he knocked his opponent off the ring.

The arrogant man who was kicked off the ring fell to the ground at this moment, this man was stunned, I was kicked off the ring, am I even worse than a trash?
"Li Weifeng, wins."

Zefa directly judges the result.

"Heh, what a shit luck."

"Yes."

"This luck is really good enough."

"But then again, he's really strong."

"Hey, I'm afraid you didn't see it. Li Weifeng took advantage of the other party's unstable center of gravity and tried his best to send the other party down."

"Oh, that's what it is!"

"By the way, do you think Andre will also be lucky and beat his opponent to stay?"

"Oh! As far as he is concerned, one is luck, and the other is impossible."

Everyone whispered to each other and whispered.

But Andre, as the person involved, didn't pay attention. Instead, he looked at Wei Feng slowly walking down the ring in surprise.

"Pervert, you actually went to the ring with the weight on. However, if you can do it, I might do it. I wanted to take off the weight and go to the ring."

Andre thought to himself.

After Wei Feng walked off the ring, another person quickly jumped onto the ring.

"I challenge Andre from the elite class."

"Tsk, he was taken a step ahead again. He has a higher ranking than the previous one. This time there should be no problem."

"Oh, yes!"

. . .

When Andre heard that someone wanted to challenge him, he didn't panic and walked onto the ring calmly.

"Game start."

Seeing that the two people on the stage were ready, Zefa announced the start.

"what!"

As soon as Zefa's words fell, Andre took the lead in attacking.

However, with a heavy load on his body, he couldn't get up to speed, and was easily dodged by the opponent.

"Hmph, with this speed, have you really trained in the elite class for three months?"

The other party sneered.

"Humph!"

Although Andre was angry, he still remained rational.

"Let me show you the strength of the ordinary class!"

Facing the opponent's rapid attack, Andre could only defend passively, just like he usually practiced with Wei Feng.

"Hmph! Will you just let go? You're like a turtle."

. . .

No matter how the other party ridiculed, Andre didn't seem to hear it.

The opponent was so anxious by Andre's defensive tug-of-war that he accidentally leaked an opening.

"Chance!"

Andre saw the opening, and punched the opponent's left waist with a heavy blow.

"what!"

"watch out!"

Seeing that the sparring was painful, Andre paused for a while, and without hesitation, he directly attacked, using offense instead of defense, continuously.

In the end, the opponent lost to Andre's heavy punch and was beaten to the ground.

"Winner, Andre."

(End of this chapter)