"What a powerful woman, what made Mu Lin stunned for a moment just now!" In the audience, Chen Feng was also thinking about everything that happened on the field just now, he didn't understand, Chu Hao was obviously about to launch the craziest counterattack, why did he suddenly stop?

"Could it be that momentum?" Chen Feng guessed, because of the relative distance, Chen Feng did not clearly feel what kind of momentum changes had occurred on Zhao Yan's body, but only faintly felt that Zhao Yan's momentum was a little different at that moment.

"Feng'er, this woman is not simple, you have to be careful!" The middle-aged man beside Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, uncle, I won't take it lightly!" Chen Feng said.

Zhao Yan returned to her seat, although she was dripping with sweat, the joy on her face could not be hidden. Once upon a time, she could only look up to a master of Mu Lin's level, but today, in the ring, she defeated the opponent she could only look up to in a dignified manner!

Long Qing stood up and said with relief: "You did a great job!"

Zhao Yan showed a shy smile on her face that she hadn't seen for a long time, and said softly: "It's all the master's guidance!"

"Oh my God, Yanyan, you're so handsome, I've never seen a handsome girl like you!" Xia Qingqing and Qi Qi hugged Zhao Yan's arms and jumped happily, as if they were the ones who defeated Chu Hao.

In the entire venue, the shouts of "Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan......" continued for a long time, and all cameras pointed at Zhao Yan and clicked non-stop, until Zhao Yan left the venue, and the voice slowly faded down.

After returning to the villa, the women celebrated even more presumptuously, if it weren't for Zhao Yan's strong resistance, Xia Qingqing and the others would all want to throw Zhao Yan up.

Ji Kuling made a video call again, congratulations to Zhao Yan. Even Xia Yu quietly called Long Qing, intentionally or unintentionally, asking Long Qing if he practiced hard now, would it be possible for him to reach Zhao Yan's current level.

At the same time, Mu Lin returned to Uncle Zhang's martial arts arena dejectedly. After losing the match, he didn't want to go back to the accommodation arranged for him by the Jiangcheng Taekwondo Gym. Zhao Yingxiong called him several times, but Chu Hao refused to answer.

"Master, I've embarrassed you!" said Mullin softly with his head down.

Mu Yunlong stood up, patted Mu Lin on the shoulder, and said, "Who hasn't experienced setbacks, your master and I lost more than you when we were young, but no matter what, I, Mu Yunlong, finally stood up and gained a great reputation! Master wants to tell you that there is no one who wins a hundred battles, only the heart of a hundred battles. This time we failed, and we will win it back sooner or later!"

The gloomy expression on Mu Lin's face was a little brighter, but he was still a little depressed, Mu Yunlong knew that this defeat was a big blow to Mu Lin, and it was impossible to restore Mu Lin's confidence in a few words, so he could only slowly regain his confidence.

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth and asked: "Xiao Linzi, I have a question for you, in the third round, you were about to fight back, why did you suddenly stop and let that girl take the lead?"

Mu Lin said a little bitterly: "I don't know why, but I feel that at that moment, Zhao Yan suddenly had an inexplicable momentum on her body, as if anyone who stopped in front of her would be defeated by her!

"Momentum?" Uncle Zhang pondered for a moment and said softly, "Is it momentum?"

"What is potential?" asked Mullin.

Uncle Zhang sighed: "Your experience is similar to mine, more than twenty years ago, at the Dark Fist Conference, I faced Ao Sheng, a young genius at the time. As soon as he came on stage, I felt an inexplicable momentum in him, as if no matter how I played, I was not his opponent. When I came up, I weakened my momentum, and as a result, I was defeated by him with three punches and two kicks. If I'm not mistaken, this apprentice of Brother Long should have also learned this potential!"

"How should I practice this kind of momentum?" asked Mullin quickly.

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "I don't know, because I have studied it for more than 20 years, and I haven't learned this kind of potential, this is a spiritual thing, and it can't be explained in words." ”

After the morning exercise the next day, the seven of them sat at the dining table and read the newspaper while eating breakfast.

These newspapers were specially ordered by Xia Qingqing, just to see how the media blew Zhao Yan.

The front page of the sports edition of Jiangcheng Daily printed Zhao Yan's avatar with a whole page, with the title "Deserved, can the first female master in Jiangcheng defend the top?", and then used a full-page content to introduce Zhao Yan's deeds and the details of yesterday's game in detail, and even mentioned Long Qing and Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall.

Long Qing said with a smile: "If Mr. Qi sees this newspaper, he has to give you more money!" Before, Qi Qingxue gave a reward of 500,000 yuan in order to invite Zhao Yan to come out. This price is of course very generous for Zhao Yan, who was not a little famous before, but now it seems that it is still a little less.

Xia Qingqing said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have already taken a photo with my mobile phone and sent it to Sister Qingxue, she is not a stingy person, she will definitely add money to you!"

Long Qing smiled: "It's still Qingqing's wit!"

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Qi Qingxue to call: "I've read all the newspapers, it's really hard for you and Yanyan this time, don't worry, I will definitely give you a reasonable reward after the competition!" Qi Qingxue said with a smile.

Long Qing hurriedly excused himself and said, "Everyone is a friend, don't be so polite!"

Qi Qingxue said with a smile: "Friends are friends, business belongs to business, this time Yanyan has brought such a great reputation to our martial arts hall, it is worth it no matter how much money she gives!" After saying that, she giggled and hung up the phone, and she could see that she was very happy.

Xia Qingqing said while flipping through the news on her mobile phone: "Yanyan is really famous this time, not only Jiangcheng, Kyushu Sports News also has reports about this competition, and after the finals, you will definitely be a big star!"

Zhao Yan said with a headache: "I just want to learn martial arts, I don't want to be famous!"

"Ah, the bookmaker has updated the odds for the finals!" Xia Qingqing said in surprise.

"What are the odds now?" Long Qing asked casually.

Xia Qingqing said: "Now Chen Feng's odds for winning the championship are one to four, and Yanyan's odds are one to five!"

"The bookmaker is really visionless!" Long Qing shook his head and said, "No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, come, press me another 20,000 Yanyanying!"

"Coach, why are you only pressing 20,000 yuan, are you not confident enough?" Xia Qing asked with a smile.

Long Qing said angrily: "Because I only have 20,000 yuan!"

Long Qing had already pressed Zhao Yan 200,000 before, and his family was basically hollowed out, and if he pressed 20,000, he was basically penniless.