"Concession. Look at 1 yarn 3 Chinese network" Lin Yiran smiled and gave Yun Fengqing a salute back. Originally, he thought that he would fight for a long time, but he didn't expect to win so easily.

All of this is thanks to the irritable man of Beardless Man, if it weren't for the other party being so irritable, Lin Yiran would not have won in such a short period of time.

The audience also had to sigh that Lin Yiran's luck was too good, in their eyes, although Lin Yiran and Yun Fengqing were temporarily invincible in the previous battle, and even had the upper hand slightly, but in their cognition, as long as it took a long time, it was only a matter of time before Lin Yiran and Yun Fengqing were defeated.

The black-robed man who presided over the game came to Lin Yiran's side, held Lin Yiran's right wrist, raised it high and shouted: "Group A is the No. 150 player who advances to the finals!"

However, the audience did not applaud and turned their attention to the field of Group B. Because they all felt that Lin Yiran didn't rely on strength to win the trials, so he didn't deserve their applause.

Lin Yiran saw this scene and knew what the audience was thinking, so he could only smile helplessly at the black-robed man beside him. Anyway, it's not the first time he's not favored, and he doesn't need to show his real strength, and he can surprise his opponent and achieve unexpected results in the final.

"You have this sign, and you're here the morning after tomorrow for the finals. The man in the black robe handed a sign with "Finals of the Martial Arts Competition" to Lin Yiran.

"Thank you. Lin Yiran smiled and took the sign, and then put it away.

At this time, there were enthusiastic screams and applause from the audience.

Lin Yiran looked at the circle of Group B and found that there were only Yang Buxiu and a rough-looking man left in the circle.

The battle between the two in the circle is in full swing, and their bodies are covered with a lot of scars, but it seems that Yang Buxiu has many more scars on his body than his opponent's.

But Rao is like this, Yang Buxiu's style of play is still like a desperate Saburo, attacking the opponent with all his might, completely ignoring the defense.

If it weren't for Yang Buxiu's moves, Lin Yiran would have thought that Yang Buxiu had lost his mind like a bearded man.

However, the audience just likes this kind of offensive-focused game, which is why they are so excited, as long as Yang's offensive does not stop, their screams and applause will not stop.

Perhaps he was too afraid of Yang Buxiu's lifeless style of play, the rough man could only turn from offense to defense, and soon lost to Yang Buxiu in momentum, and the rhythm of the battle was controlled by Yang Buxiu.

The rugged man took advantage of the gap in defense and left a few scars on Yang Buxiu's body, but he didn't expect that the other party would become more and more brave as if he had not been hurt at all.

Lin Yiran was secretly surprised, it was the first time he had seen this kind of desperate fighting - of course, the kind that didn't need men didn't count, the kind that could be regarded as a child fighting at most.

Because Yang Buxiu's playing style was too fierce, the rough man's playing style became more and more conservative, and finally Yang Buxiu found a flaw, and he was hit by Yang Buxiu more than ten times in a row, and then fell to the ground, unable to even say the words of surrender.

Seeing this, Yang Buxiu still stepped forward and kept slapping the rugged man's body, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.

After a while, the black-robed talent who presided over the game stepped forward to stop Yang Buxiu, but Yang Buxiu seemed to be completely crazy, raised his hand and slapped it at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man frowned, grabbed Yang Buxiu's hand tightly, and shouted, "You have already won, stop!"

Yang Buxiu looked at the black-robed man blankly, his eyes returned to their former clarity, and he muttered to himself, "I won......"

Seeing this scene, Lin Yiran frowned involuntarily - where is this game, it is simply playing with life. The rugged man didn't know if he was still angry.

He was also a little worried about the finals, among the five most favored people, Yang Buxiu was already the weakest one, and if he met the strongest one, would he be more perverted.

It's just that Yang Buxiu now looks like it is impossible to fully recover in just one day, and it seems that on the day of the final, whoever touches him will make a lot of money.

The black-robed man reluctantly raised Yang Buxiu's right hand and announced loudly: "The one who has advanced to the Group B selection tournament is the No. 149 player!" and then threw it to the staff standing under the ring.

At this time, there was thunderous applause from under the ring, which was completely different from the scene when Lin Yiran won.

Lin Yiran shook his head helplessly, walked out of the ring, and came to Fang Xiaoyun's side.

"It's the same, it was a good fight. It seemed that Lin Yiran took it for granted that he won, but Fang Xiaoyun was not very excited.

"Well, I didn't really make much of a difference. Lin Yiran smiled and bowed slightly, and then asked, "Did you pay attention to Yang Buxiu's battle just now?"

Fang Xiaoyun pondered for a moment and asked, "Yang Buxiu is the man who doesn't want to die?"

Lin Yiran nodded and said, "Yes, I want to know how many people he has defeated." ”

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, a hundred battles will not be defeated, even if Yang Buxiu has been greatly injured, but he can't take it lightly, in case he really encounters Yang Buxiu in the finals, then he has to be prepared, do his best, and can't underestimate the enemy.

Fang Xiaoyun scratched his chin with his left hand, tilted his head sideways, and said slowly: "I don't know in the front, but in the back, that is, when your two opponents fought each other, I took a look at the situation on the side of Group B, as if Yang Buxiu was fighting one against two at that time, so there were so many injuries on the back body." Later, your side is over, and you should have noticed the battle. ”

Lin Yiran nodded and continued to ask, "Then does he have any special fighting methods, such as using poison and hidden weapons." ”

"When I watched them fight, apart from that crazy fighting style, I didn't find that Yang Buxiu used a more peculiar fighting style. Fang Xiaoyun paused before continuing: "As for other times, I don't think there should be. If Yang Buxiu had used that kind of indiscriminate means, it would be impossible for the audience to have such a big reaction. ”

Lin Yiran nodded, agreeing with Fang Xiaoyun's statement.

Because from the audience's point of view, what they want to see is a fierce and exciting battle, and poisoning and using hidden weapons undoubtedly greatly destroys the appreciability of the battle.

Once the appreciability of a battle drops to a certain level, their enthusiasm for the battle will also be greatly reduced, so that they will not react agitated at the end of the battle. When Lin Yiran won just now, the audience's reaction said all this.

"This Yang Buxiu is really not simple, and there are still four people who are better than him. I must do my best in the finals!" Yang Buxiu's performance has completely ignited Lin Yiran's fighting spirit.