??Chapter 895: Chapter 896 What’s So Good About It?
Chapter 895: Chapter 896 What’s So Good About It?
Many people didn’t see clearly how ng Xinian threw his punch.
Gao Ming and his son Gao Wei failed to see it even more so.
They were waiting for ng Xinian to be floored with a single punch. For that reason, Gao Wei even sought out soone to quietly leak the news that ng Xinian’s right calf injury had not yet healed, believing that the mbers vying for a place in the Elite Supervisor Guard had heard the news.
As long as they all targeted ng Xinian’s right leg, the likelihood of him making it to the third round was extrely low.
That was the outco Gao Ming wanted, but deep down, he shared a thought with Gao Wei that they couldn’t casually express.
That is, if ng Xinian managed to hold on until the third round, it would be Lv Ping’s turn….
Which was more tragic: a ng Xinian who only managed to defeat opponents who couldn’t earn the glory of the Elite Supervisor Guard, or a ng Xinian who not only lost, but also ended up completely crippled in his leg due to his own overestimation?
Which outco would bring them more satisfaction?
However, despite harboring such malicious thoughts secretly, they had not anticipated such a result in the first round.
The team mber had barely exchanged greetings with ng Xinian when he was struck down!
“ng Xinian’s punches are too fast,” Fong Luyuan said in admiration.
He claid to understand Gao Ming.
He once shared the sa view as Gao Ming, after all, ng Chaojun held differing political opinions and was in many aspects too orthodox and stubborn, blocking many of their plans.
He also disliked ng Chaojun.
But ever since Fong Jianye was mistakenly hospitalized by Gao Wei, the Gao Family’s behavior had caused a rift between them. Now, seeing Gao Ming and Gao Wei’s shock and disappointnt, he felt a sense of schadenfreude.
Gao Ming could only agree with Fong Luyuan’s judgnt.
ng Xinian was indeed too quick; that team mber hadn’t even had ti to target his injured leg.
So, if soone could strike faster than ng Xinian, they could conceivably win.
At the sa ti, Gao Ming also sighed inwardly, lanting ng Xinian’s cleverness, his ability to capitalize on his strengths and protect his weaknesses. This young man was truly formidable.
And so, ng Xinian advanced to the second round.
The result of the second round was the sa as the first.
The team mber, though he lasted a minute on the platform, was toppled by ng Xinian three tis within that minute.
This was soone who knew ng Xinian had a right leg injury but didn’t choose to target it.
After only three exchanges, he knew that he was definitely no match for ng Xinian. When ng Xinian’s fist struck his shoulder for the last ti, he simply conceded defeat, avoiding an uglier loss.
Du Jinruo on the platform was boiling with excitent as if she herself had won. Upon hearing that ng Xinian had entered the third round, she couldn’t control herself and jumped up, her voice ringing out clearly, “Go ng Xinian!”
All eyes turned toward her.
Her face flushed red, Du Jinruo quickly sat back down.
But staring at the upright figure on the stage, she couldn’t control the pounding of her heart, thumping away; she knew it was all for that person.
This ti, there was no cold ignoring or biting remarks from him to hurt her.
Once she figured out the matter with Xiao Bai from the past, perhaps there would be greater progress between them?
Gao Wei turned his head and looked this way, just in ti to see Du Jinruo’s bright eyes fixed on ng Xinian on the stage; he clenched his fist tightly.
What’s so good about ng Xinian!
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