"That's because Yang Fang has no heart. In the face of my question, the old man explained with a smile: "Yang Fang had already set a strategy, but because of the pressure from the outside world, it didn't matter if he changed in a hurry, and he disrupted all his previous preparations. If a person who practices martial arts does not have a calm heart, it is not surprising that the sword was knocked to the ground. ”

After the decisive victory between Yuan Zhao and Yang Fang, the eyes of the audience were focused on the duel between Chu Tiange and Zhao Wensong on the other side. Although they have been fighting for more than half an hour, the two are still in good spirits and do not show any fatigue. Who will be Yuan Zhao's opponent in the finals? Will it be the unruly Chu Tiange or the inconspicuous Zhao Wensong? Yuan Zhao was sitting quietly in the seat next to him at this time, staring at the two people on the stage without turning his eyes.

"I am optimistic about these two people. The old man made another prediction. "Chu Tiange obviously has a murderous aura on his body, Zhao Wensong has the same problem as your senior brother, and his murderous aura is insufficient. "Murderous?" I couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Please, boss, this is just a martial arts competition, and it's not a life-and-death battle, why do you want to be murderous, kill someone?"

"Do you think a person who regards martial arts as a life-and-death battle has a better chance of winning, or a person who only wants to practice through martial arts?" the old man turned his face and asked me with a serious face, leaving me speechless at once. "As the saying goes, the brave wins, only by pushing yourself into a dead end and seeing your opponent as your eternal enemy, can you burst out with your most powerful potential. "I carefully observed the two people on the stage, and indeed, Chu Tiange's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he wanted to eat his opponent.

Compared with him, although Zhao Wensong looked more calm, he always felt that he was inferior to Chu Tiange in terms of deterrence. It turned out that the old man's analysis was right, and Chu Tiange finally seized the opportunity and defeated Zhao Wensong. After two hours of fighting, Chu Tiange finally did not follow in Yang Fang's footsteps and won the opportunity to the finals, without disappointing his fans in Jiangling. Enjoying the tsunami-like cheers from the audience, Chu Tiange had inadvertently hidden his bloodthirsty state in the fight, and his cynical expression was shown on his fair face again, causing bursts of screams from many female fans.

"Young Master Chu, let's come down and rest first. After the competition, the referee beckoned Chu Tiange to go down and take a rest, mediate the internal force, and prepare for the final finals. After all, the fierce battle just now consumed a huge amount of physical strength.

"Thank you for your concern, but I don't feel tired at all, if Senior Brother Qin agrees, how about we start now?" Chu Tiange's words expressed the hearts of all the spectators who were watching the game at the scene, many people ran to seize the advantageous position as soon as the sky was bright, in order to be able to occupy a good perspective, many people didn't even have time to eat, for these hungry people, the competition has slowly turned from enjoyment to a burden, and it can end a minute earlier without delaying for another second.

"No problem. Yuan Zhao replied lightly, and then jumped from his seat and entered the ring. The referee trotted to the attic, and after muttering quietly to Hong Zhenyun, who had been sitting upright, he turned around and struck a gong, shouting: "The final begins—" Everyone also cheered.

According to the custom, at the beginning of the competition, the two sides of the competition should first salute each other to show respect for each other, and at this moment, a puzzling scene occurred: Yuan Zhao did not seem to notice Chu Tiange who was bending down to worship him on the opposite side, but paced to the northwest corner of the ring by himself, kneeling on his knees, "Knock-knock-knock-" After kowtowing three times, he slowly stood up and returned to the center of the ring, Chu Tiange stood awkwardly to the side, obviously not expecting the current scene at all.

The crowd of onlookers was even more discussed, speculating on the meaning of Yuan Zhao's action. Why did Yuan Zhao do this? I don't know. "Hey, profiteer, aren't you also from the Zhongnan Mountain faction? What did he mean by doing that just now?" A sentence suddenly came from behind me, and my heart was excited: Impossible, now in the entire Jiangling, only me and Yuan Zhao are from Zhongnan Mountain, who else will come? Could it be the rumored senior brother?