Chapter 895: Chapter 896 Whatâs So Good About It? Chapter 895: Chapter 896 Whatâs So Good About It? Many people didnât see clearly how Meng Xinian threw his punch.
Gao Ming and his son Gao Wei failed to see it even more so.
They were waiting for Meng Xinian to be floored with a single punch. For that reason, Gao Wei even sought out someone to quietly leak the news that Meng Xinianâs right calf injury had not yet healed, believing that the members vying for a place in the Elite Supervisor Guard had heard the news.
As long as they all targeted Meng Xinianâs right leg, the likelihood of him making it to the third round was extremely low.
That was the outcome Gao Ming wanted, but deep down, he shared a thought with Gao Wei that they couldnât casually express.
That is, if Meng Xinian managed to hold on until the third round, it would be Lv Pingâs turnâŠ.
Which was more tragic: a Meng Xinian who only managed to defeat opponents who couldnât earn the glory of the Elite Supervisor Guard, or a Meng Xinian who not only lost, but also ended up completely crippled in his leg due to his own overestimation?
Which outcome 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 member had barely exchanged greetings with Meng Xinian when he was struck down!
âMeng Xinianâs punches are too fast,â Fong Luyuan said in admiration.
He claimed to understand Gao Ming.
He once shared the same view as Gao Ming, after all, Meng Chaojun held differing political opinions and was in many aspects too orthodox and stubborn, blocking many of their plans.
He also disliked Meng Chaojun.
But ever since Fong Jianye was mistakenly hospitalized by Gao Wei, the Gao Familyâs behavior had caused a rift between them. Now, seeing Gao Ming and Gao Weiâs shock and disappointment, he felt a sense of schadenfreude.
Gao Ming could only agree with Fong Luyuanâs judgment.
Meng Xinian was indeed too quick; that team member hadnât even had time to target his injured leg.
So, if someone could strike faster than Meng Xinian, they could conceivably win.
At the same time, Gao Ming also sighed inwardly, lamenting Meng Xinianâs cleverness, his ability to capitalize on his strengths and protect his weaknesses. This young man was truly formidable.
And so, Meng Xinian advanced to the second round.
The result of the second round was the same as the first.
The team member, though he lasted a minute on the platform, was toppled by Meng Xinian three times within that minute.
This was someone who knew Meng Xinian had a right leg injury but didnât choose to target it.
After only three exchanges, he knew that he was definitely no match for Meng Xinian. When Meng Xinianâs fist struck his shoulder for the last time, he simply conceded defeat, avoiding an uglier loss.
Du Jinruo on the platform was boiling with excitement as if she herself had won. Upon hearing that Meng Xinian had entered the third round, she couldnât control herself and jumped up, her voice ringing out clearly, âGo Meng Xinian!â
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 couldnât control the pounding of her heart, thumping away; she knew it was all for that person.
This time, 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 time to see Du Jinruoâs bright eyes fixed on Meng Xinian on the stage; he clenched his fist tightly.
Whatâs so good about Meng Xinian!