Global Copy: My Talent Is Called Wind Spirit Moon Shadow

It soon became known to everyone that Lu Xiaoqi was going to compete with Wang Liang.

One is the genius who has ranked first in the school for three consecutive years, but only has the lowest gray talent.

Although the other one's grades are slightly lower, his family background is superior and he has awakened an excellent purple talent. This level of talent can still be ranked among the entire provinces and cities.

And factoring in the differences in skills...

There is no so-called comparability between the two. The latter has far more advantages than the former!

What everyone was discussing was just how strong Wang Liang would be after he awakened; what kind of skills Wang Liang would learn; and how many moves Lu Xiaoqi could survive under Wang Liang's hands.

"Isn't it right? Someone else is escorting Lu Xiaoqi to fight back?"

Several teenagers with dyed hair were sitting in the corner of the campus betting against each other. The boy with small eyes and yellow hair pointed at the purple-haired boy who placed the bet and laughed. Everyone was betting on how many moves Lu Xiaoqi could survive. Unexpectedly, A strange trick comes and he wins!

The purple-haired boy shrank his neck and said harshly: "Why can't you fight back? After all, he is also the number one in the grade!"

"That was before!" Another red-haired boy patted the purple-haired boy, his eyes full of sympathy, "The increase in combat power of different levels of talents is very different, not to mention that Wang Liang can also learn skills. And Lu Xiaoqi...even if he can learn it, he only has one skill bar!"

"What a pity!" The red-haired boy shook his head and sighed, as if he was sighing for his good brother's wallet.

At this age, they obviously can't gamble much, but a pack of cigarette money can still make people feel heartbroken for a long time.

The purple-haired boy didn't think so: "How can the skills you just learned show their power? Moreover, talents are also divided into categories. What if Wang Liang's talents can't directly increase combat power?"

"Then you are wrong!" The yellow-haired boy chuckled and said mysteriously: "Internal news, someone heard Wang Liang show off that his talent is to increase body values, a typical fighting talent!"

"Otherwise, how would he dare to risk his skill book to duel with Lu Xiaoqi?"

"Ah? Really?" The purple-haired boy found it difficult to accept the truth.

"Of course it's true. Why are you lying to me? But let's make an agreement first and let's buy it and leave!"

...

"They all think you are doomed." Chen Haoren sighed beside Lu Xiaoqi.

Lu Xiaoqi closed the combat theory book full of notes and tilted his head to look at Chen Haoren, "What about you? Good man, what do you think?"

"What do I think? Of course I just sat there and didn't see it!" Chen Haoren said angrily.

"I would like you to win, but he doesn't allow it because of his strength!"

Lu Xiaoqi's lips curled up slightly, "Don't worry, not only will I win, I will also win beautifully!"

Chen Haoren rolled his eyes and was completely speechless for this blindly confident guy.

...

Wang Liang was dressed particularly handsome today. He had someone give him a beautiful middle-parted haircut, paired with off-white overalls and a black turtleneck.

As soon as he sat in the classroom, several girls secretly looked at him, which made him extremely proud.

Just today.

He wanted to use his absolute strength to crush Lu Xiaoqi and start the first battle of his comeback beautifully.

He wanted Lu Xiaoqi to know that there was no point in doing all the bells and whistles, the key was to be strong enough!

He also wants the whole school to know that he, Wang Liang, is the man who dominates Chengdu Middle School!

...

Zhao Xueqing was also watching, but she was not looking at Wang Liang.

She was curious. It was already this time. Why was Lu Xiaoqi still so calm and still in the mood to take out her textbook and review her homework?

...

The actual teacher was a burly man in his early thirties. The first time he entered the classroom, he glanced at the confident Wang Liang and the calm Lu Xiaoqi.

Apparently, the news had reached him. "The whole class will follow me to the martial arts field. This class is about actual combat."

The students were buzzing with discussions, and many of them looked excited as if they couldn't wait to witness something.

The practical teacher frowned and scolded: "Be quiet! Other classes are still in class! Why are you making such a fuss?"

The class was immediately silent. The actual teacher looked at the effect of his domineering appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

Lu Xiaoqi touched her ears and looked at the teacher speechlessly:

Teacher, has anyone ever told you that you actually have the loudest voice?

What? No one said anything?

Then I won’t say anything...

Following the loud-voiced teacher to the martial arts arena, everyone lined up as required and started with the regular warm-up session.

After the warm-up, following the instruction from the practical teacher, the students found their own people and started to practice in pairs.

The training venue is above the arena, right under the teacher's nose.

After three years, everyone knows each other's abilities well, and the drills are just to fool around. If the actual teacher's requirements are not strict, they will often turn a blind eye.

The highlight of the day soon arrived: Wang Liang versus Lu Xiaoqi.

Before the battle, the combat teacher who was sitting aside with half-closed eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, suddenly stood up and said to Wang Liang with a serious face: "You are not allowed to use weapons, and you are not allowed to use dead or heavy hands. If you deliberately violate the rules, you will be punished." I have the right to expel you!"

Wang Liang always said yes. In his opinion, there was no need to commit the crime. How could he take down Lu Xiaoqi, who had a gray talent, so easily?

Lu Xiaoqi has a black streak on her head, who is she looking down on?

On the ring, the two people stood facing each other. Wang Liang looked at Lu Xiaoqi with a provocative look on his face and said, "How is it? Have you thought about the posture of kneeling down to beg for mercy?"

Lu Xiaoqi ignored him and asked the teacher on the side: "Can we start?"

"Let's start!" The practical teacher waved his hand.

Wang Liang was about to say a few trash words when he saw Lu Xiaoqi dwarfed and rushed over.

This familiar posture frightened him, and he quickly raised his hands to parry with a scream.

After two rounds of fighting, Wang Liang's joints were stuck by Lu Xiaoqi and he was pinned to the ring floor unable to move.

Practical teacher: "..."

Chen Haoren: "..."

Zhao Xueqing: "..."

all the classmates:"......"

Good guy!

Everyone has thought about many scenarios, but no one has guessed about this one.

The actual combat teacher looked confused and didn’t show a single skill?

The whole class looked confused and didn’t give up a single skill? Didn't you learn?

Wang Liang looked aggrieved. I didn’t even use any of my skills! !

Seeing that Wang Liang was so stuck that he rolled his eyes and refused to admit defeat, the combat teacher quickly pulled the two apart and decided the winner.

"You fell down before I could do anything."

Lu Xiaoqi clapped her hands, with a serious look on her face, "All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed!"

It doesn't matter if you don't duel, as long as there is a place where I, Lu Xiaoqi, play - that is the stage for my personal show!