Retired for A Hundred Years: Re-Employment for the Apocalypse Bigshot!-Chapter 415 - 410: Central Region Tournament (Part 3)

Chapter 415: Chapter 410: Central Region Tournament (Part 3)

Wu Muzhe wiped the sweat from his face, and his always tense heart finally relaxed.

Luckily, they held onto the match point; now it’s up to Ma Weiwei.

He looked at Ma Weiwei, who was about to take the stage, and made a gesture of encouragement.

Although Ma Weiwei just broke through the A-level physique, she had already received two rounds of off-field guidance.

Huang Ying sharply pointed out where the project could be exploited, all of which could earn Ma Weiwei more scoring points.

As long as she maintains her composure and doesn’t make mistakes with the scoring points, her performance won’t be too bad.

Ma Weiwei took a deep breath and walked into the competition preparation area.

As the starting whistle sounded, Ma Weiwei’s body shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring.

When her physique level was not as good as others, she could only rely on speed and explosiveness.

Her opponent seemed to see through her strategy and gradually picked up speed, but Ma Weiwei had Huang Ying’s guidance and was exploiting system loopholes, keeping her body always one position ahead of her opponent.

But she also hit more tennis balls than her opponent, and their scores remained fiercely contested.

The opponent grew anxious, and her mentality was not as steady as Ma Weiwei’s. She finally made a mistake by hitting three balls in a row, causing her score to lag behind Ma Weiwei’s by three points. Seeing that she was about to lose, the opponent sped up again.

When the ending whistle blew, both scores were locked at 96:96.

Once again, it was a tie!

Ma Weiwei sighed in disappointment but also felt relieved.

As long as she didn’t lose points.

The students of the opposing school were incredulous, angrily kicking a tennis ball on the ground.

Now, both sides have one loss, one win, and one draw, so they have to compete again.

This time Anhe Middle School sent out Li Mu.

With two rounds of his teammates’ demonstrations and Huang Ying’s guidance, his confidence reignited.

His physique is the slow-heating type; as long as he maintains composure, his late-game explosiveness is amazing.

Li Mu glanced at the opponent he had lost to before, and a fierce fighting spirit flared up in his eyes.

Meanwhile, his opponent looked at him with a hint of disdain.

He always looked down on defeated opponents, especially those much weaker than himself.

As the whistle blew, Li Mu followed his own rhythm, fighting steadily, accelerating slightly every 3 minutes and 25 seconds. Without careful observation, this pattern was hard to notice.

Of course, the opposing team’s guidance teacher spotted this pattern during Li Mu’s third acceleration. He thought this was Anhe Middle School’s strategy for the boys’ competition and did not consider machine loopholes.

When Li Mu accelerated for the eighth time without showing signs of fatigue, the opposing teacher couldn’t sit still and stood directly by the court.

Shouting, "Speed up, speed up..."

But the competing student was already exhausted, relying solely on willpower to support him.

"Beep——"

The competition ended!

Anhe Middle School won the match with more than 8 points.

The scene was filled with cheers.

The seasoned strong school that had entered the finals in previous years was upset this year by the dark horse school, eliminated early in the group stage.

Three students on the field felt incredible, heartbreakingly shedding tears.

But that’s how competitions are; there are wins and losses, joys and regrets.

This is the essence of youth.

Ma Weiwei and Wu Muzhe lifted Li Mu together and threw him into the air.

"Ah..."

"Ouch..."

"Going too far, how can you throw without catching?"

Li Mu landed with a grimace, but mostly he was laughing.

Because they won!

They defeated the formidable, seasoned strong school.

"Let’s go, it’s time to prepare for the next match."

Now the competitions are basically one per day, giving them plenty of time to prepare for the next match and adjust their tactics.

The group went straight to the free training field.

This place is open, available to all competing schools not currently in a match.

A few days ago, there was little attention when they trained, but after this match, they felt noticeably more gazes on them, even from the champion school they would face next, who carefully observed them.

The next match will decide who will advance in the group stage, the furthest Anhe Middle School had ever gotten, but always stopped at this point.

Principal Zhang and the teachers were very concerned.

Initially, they didn’t expect such good results from these temporarily assembled regular class students, and now they were brimming with anticipation.

Principal Zhang was still in the training room motivating them.

His exuberant spirit was unmatched even by patients with ten years of hyperthyroidism.

Attracting unusual looks from many school students and faculty.

Not out of disdain, but thoughtful curiosity.

Is this the secret to Anhe Middle School’s surprising success?

Some school teachers even started learning from Principal Zhang to motivate their own students; the shouting in the training rooms was unending.

Ji Ning just came in after drawing lots: ...

"Sister Ning, what project are we competing in next?"

"Extreme Rescue, participants: Bai Xiaotang, You Le, Lin Yuanyang."

The crowd was shocked, not expecting to draw this A-level difficulty project.

This project requires students to put on protective suits and gas masks in a simulated pollution zone environment to rescue an injured dummy.

The operations themselves aren’t difficult; the challenge is correctly performing rescues in a polluted environment, protecting oneself while effectively transporting the injured to a safe zone.

For students who have never been to the safety zone border or experienced semi-polluted and polluted zones, relying solely on teaching could lead to some fatal mistakes.

So this project has always been listed as a high difficulty contest.

However——

Bai Xiaotang, Lin Yuanyang, and You Le just recently visited the Nanling semi-polluted zone; this project is practically a breeze for them.

Their eyes met knowingly.

The joy in their eyes nearly overflowed.

But their training visit to Nanling was known only by Ji Ning and Huang Ying; others at Anhe Middle School weren’t aware.

Everyone was eager but feared bringing negative emotions that might affect them, quietly finding all pollution zone knowledge they knew, starting exclusive coaching sessions for the three.

The training room had no protective suits, gas masks, or medical equipment for practical operation, so they could only study through videos.

They found some substitutes for practice.

This training method immediately caught their opponent’s attention.

Anhe Middle School’s opponent was Anshui City Experimental Middle School, also last year’s champion team at the Hua Continent High School Sports Competition.

They were familiar with all kinds of competition projects, bringing complete training props.

A student participating in this project almost laughed out loud, whispering to a teammate next to him, "It’s not surprising Anhe Middle School gets thrashed every year."

"Shh... Keep it down, their contenders this year are pretty strong."

"Probably just luck beating Qushui No. 2 Middle School."

"Alright, stop watching; the teacher’s calling us."

...

Ji Ning listened as the voices gradually faded away, pulled at her ear, and to the shock of Anhe Middle School’s teachers and students, conjured a set of pollution zone protective gear and medical resources out of thin air.

"Oh my! Where did this come from?"

"Whoa! Sister Ning, you you you..."

Ji Ning turned out to be a Space Superpower User?

Dual... dual systems...

Everyone was stunned, Principal Zhang quickly looked around, nervously using his chubby body to shield the items on the ground.