This scene happened too fast, Gu Qingyun originally fantasized that the second son could defeat Luo Yang with one move.

Unexpectedly, the second son not only failed to defeat Luo Yang, but was also beaten by Luo Yang's trick and made him unconscious.

Originally, he was offstage, happily waiting to see the second son rush all the way, and finally hoped to make it to the top three and get a good ranking.

I didn't expect it to be this result.

was knocked out by Luo Yang in the semifinals. This is equivalent to losing all the rankings with him!

As the descendant of Bajiquan, he didn't even make it to the finals!

What a fiasco, what a shame!

This spread out, so that Bajiquan will be laughed at in the rivers and lakes in the future!

"No, Luo Yang fouled!"

Gu Qingyun's eyes rolled and shouted.

Around the competition platform, all the students looked at him with puzzled expressions.

The referee on the stage also looked at this side with a puzzled face. The referee had an objection, and he, the referee on the field, had no right to object at all, so he had to wait quietly.

The other referees sitting with Gu Qingyun turned their heads and looked at him with disdain.

"Deputy Curator Gu, I know that you practice Bajiquan, and this boy is very likely to have some kind of connection with you. But I remind you that Luo Yang didn't have any violations at all just now!"

Referee Fang Minhe reminded Gu Qingyun.

As a master of Taijiquan, it is rare to see such a powerful young man practicing Taijiquan, and he has long fallen in love with Luo Yang.

Seeing that Gu Qingyun wanted to pretend to be public and private, he naturally wanted to come out and oppose it.

Ding Xueren and Bai Zhichang, who were sitting on both sides, looked at each other and did not speak.

In the current situation, it is useless for them to talk more, anyway, it is not their own business, and there is no need to get involved.

"Master Fang is right, Luo Yang has not violated the rules!"

The referee sitting in the middle, Wu Minxue made the final decision.

"Damn it!"

Gu Qingyun angrily slammed his fist on the table, venting the anger in his heart.

Wu Minxue, who is the vice president of the Municipal Wushu Association, said that Luo Yang did not violate the rules, and it was useless for him to oppose it.

"Luo Yang, it's all because of you! The second son will be defeated so miserably, you wait, this account will have to be settled sooner or later!"

Gu Qingyun blushed, staring at Luo Yang from afar, and said unwillingly.

Soon, Wang Lisheng was also carried to the infirmary by the school doctor on a stretcher.

"The result of the game, Luo Yang wins!"

The referee on the stage immediately pronounced the verdict.

……

After a day of competition, the semi-finals were all over.

A total of 10 people advanced to the finals.

They are 3 members of the Dayang team: Luo Yang, Liu Mengruo, and Tang Xiude.

There are 3 people in the karate club, namely Jiang Qishan, Duan Tianniu, and Wang Ping.

There are 2 people in the Taekwondo Club, namely An Shihong.

1 person from Bajiquan Martial Arts Club: Yuan Xiaoping, Ma Weiqiang.

Sanda Club promoted 1 person: Su Changhao.

Qu Feng, the coach of the Muay Thai Club, could have advanced, but who knew that he was drawn to PK with An Shihong, and was finally knocked out by Jiang Qishan and lost the qualification for the finals, so it can only be said that he was unlucky.

In this way, except for the Muay Thai club, all the teams have people who advance to the finals.

The Dayang team is the largest number of people who have advanced to the finals, reaching as many as four. Among them are two old men and one girl.

This result shocked all the students.

From the very beginning, few people looked up to the Dayang team, after all, this is a team composed of old people and girls, but I didn't expect that the most awesome in the end was this team, and the largest number of people who advanced to the finals was also this team.

It was just amazing!

……

On the third day, the finals begin!

Early in the morning, the football stadium was crowded with students, and countless students came to watch this unprecedented game.

Before the competition even started, the students started talking.

"Today's final must be very exciting, the rest of the people are all super masters!"

"That is, the one who can enter the final is naturally not an ordinary person. ”

"I think there are several taekwondo coaches An Shihong with the highest martial arts, and he may be the final champion!"

"Not necessarily! I think that karate coach Jiang Qishan is the best!

At this time, under a big tree not far from the court, a classmate quietly launched a bet.

Bet on who wins the championship in the end!

Those who participate bet on their favorite champions.

If the person gets the championship, the participant wins.

Otherwise, it's losing.

Because gambling is not allowed in the school, meal tickets are used as lottery prizes as usual!

The current ratio is:

Jiang Qishan: 2:1. It means that if Jiang Qishan wins the championship, the person who bets will get twice the return of the meal ticket.

Ahn Sehong: 3:1. If Nextime wins the championship, the punter gets triple the return.

Yuan Xiaoping: 4:1.

Su Changhao: 5:1.

At this time, a boy in black said to the person who set up the gambling game, which means the master, a boy dressed in broad clothes:

"Why is there no name for Luo Yang, what if Luo Yang wins the championship?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the eyes of countless people.

"Cut, it's good to say that everyone is good, and you say that Luo Yang will be the champion, are you stupid?"

"That's right, the coach who teaches Huajiaquan, if he can be a champion, I'll write his name upside down!"

"Among these ten people, anyone can be a champion, but Luo Yang can't!"

"To put it bluntly, in the previous game, he was lucky enough to win those little minions, and now the rest is the elite of the elite, what do you think Luo Yang has to beat them?"

……

"I don't care, I want to bet on Luo Yang to be the champion!"

The boy said stubbornly.

"How much are you going to bet?" asked the boy.

"I'm going to bet on thirty meal tickets!"

"Hahaha, okay, you want to bet, I'll bet on you. ”

The broad boy rolled his eyes and said to the attendant beside him, "Give him the amount!"

Twenty meal tickets are ten days of food, who is not tempted?

"Boss, what are Luo Yang's odds?" a follower in a floral shirt opened a tablet and asked.

"Let's set it at 20:1! The odds are set high, which can attract those who are delusional about Luo Yang winning to bet, so that we can win a little more!" The broad boy thought for a while, licked his lips, and said with a sly face.

"Boss is smart!" the two attendants gave a thumbs up to the broad boy.

"20:1, if I win, you have to give me 600 meal tickets!

When the boy in black heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Joke, we Lu Gongzi can't afford to lose? In his eyes, 600 meal tickets are just a piece of cake! Not to mention 600, he can get 1,000 meal tickets! Tell you, at the beginning of each semester, his parents buy him twice as many meal tickets! He eats double meals every time, and every time he eats delicious and delicious! Even we follow suit! You can't get down, don't pull down!"

The attendant said impatiently.

When Lu Gongzi heard this, his nostrils turned to the sky, and he glanced at the boy in black arrogantly.

The meaning is obvious, that is, I feel very disdainful of the boy's questioning in black.

What kind of person is he Lu Gongzi, he is so poor that he only has money left in this life, what is this meal ticket to him?

To put it bluntly, he was just idle and bored here, so he remembered to make such a gamble to play?

Who rarely wins these meal tickets, he is just trying to get excited!