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Seeing that Wang Cheng was unwilling to talk nonsense with Zhang Wenming, Song Yuanming waved his hand to the two plainclothes with great eyes, and asked the two to take Zhang Wenming, who was struggling slightly, into the car and not give him a chance to speak.

Who is the happiest and who has gained the most in this incident?

In addition to Mo Baisong's father who was saved by Wang Cheng, then Song Yuanming's father gained the most.

Zhang Wenming's father Zhang Linyang and Song Yuanming's father Song Changjiang were at odds, and Zhang Linyang thought that Song Changjiang had robbed him of the position that should have been his number one. Therefore, since Song Changjiang came to the provincial capital to take office, Zhang Linyang has almost always been stumbling on Song Changjiang.

This time, Zhang Linyang was directly targeted by the Commission for Discipline Inspection because of Zhang Wenming's matter, and it is estimated that after the investigation is completed, he will go to the pension in advance. The one who is most happy to see such a thing is naturally Song Changjiang, so he specially told Song Yuanming to be more respectful when he saw Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng can be said to be the lucky star of their Song family.

"Wang Cheng, I know where the competition venue is, can you get in our car?"

Song Yuanming said to Wang Chengjian.

Wang Cheng shook his head and said calmly: "Forget it, we have a car here to go together, so we won't trouble you." ”

"Doctor Wang Cheng [Sheng, you are polite to us, but you just slapped us in the face. ”

Mo Baisong also hurriedly said.

They really wanted Wang Cheng and Zhang Shaoyun to ride in their car to close the distance.

But Wang Cheng didn't say much, and he didn't give them a chance. directly took Zhang Shaoyun to the bus arranged by Dong Xianglin for the players, and then Yang Qingyu. Liu Shicheng. Kong Shunhua, Peng Dong and several other players also followed.

Takeda Suke Shinji and other foreign study and exchange groups sat in another car, and Shen Yuan and other military observation groups sat in their own cars.

Then, led by the injured Dong Xianglin, several cars drove towards the downtown gymnasium.

Mo Baisong and Song Yuanming glanced at each other, both a little helpless. At this time, Mo Baisong also understood the reason why Song Yuanming said that Wang Cheng was very difficult, which simply made Mo Baisong feel at a loss.

You say, if you're a little teenager, can't you have the same hobbies as ordinary young people?

Either love money or love something. Or maybe a beautiful woman too!

As long as there is one, Mo Baisong is confident that he can get it, and guarantees that Wang Cheng will be 100% satisfied.

But Wang Cheng just doesn't eat oil and salt, and everything is in order, which makes Mo Baisong and Song Yuanming have the illusion of facing their old man.

Perhaps, good martial arts can be regarded as one, but where does Mo Baisong have the ability to fulfill this hobby?

There may be no one in the world who can fulfill this hobby.

The first official martial arts competition held since the founding of the People's Republic of China was held, and the cities where the venues of each branch were located were also vigorously promoted, and there will be live TV broadcasts in the finals, which is an opportunity to promote traditional culture.

Wang Cheng and others sat in the car. You can see some red banners on the side of the road, with slogans such as warmly celebrating the convening of the first martial arts competition.

And, when the car enters the vicinity of the downtown gymnasium. A large number of police officers were intercepting vehicles on several nearby roads. Intersections stopped moving, and a long line of vehicles stopped at each intersection to make way for their few cars.

"It's such a big battle, this is the treatment that only a chief can have. ”

Zhang Shaoyun sat in front and said in slight surprise when he saw this scene.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu watched quietly, and everyone did not speak. As a young master who has successfully practiced martial arts, his heart is much stronger and calmer than that of ordinary young people, and they don't care much about this kind of superficial thing.

All the way to the central gymnasium, it is also surrounded by many security forces, there are no idle people and others within a radius of one kilometer, and several intersections are blocked and forbidden to pass.

Several cars entered it and stopped at the gate of the gymnasium, which also had signs celebrating the martial arts conference. Dozens of figures in formal suits stood at the door, and when they saw three cars stopped, they all greeted them.

Among these people, there are those from the municipal party committee and even the provincial party committee, but they are all deputies in charge of culture and education. The others are the representatives of the martial arts community in Xiangnan Province, and all the martial arts halls that can be called have come to watch the representatives, and the Lei Leopard of the Longcheng Martial Arts Hall in the provincial city of Lei Jia is among them, and they are smiling at Wang Cheng at this time.

"All the contestants have arrived, I hope everyone will show their ...... well"

The leader of a middle-aged man with a big belly said with a smile to Wang Cheng and the others who got out of the car.

Dong Xianglin got out of the car, and he was obviously not very interested in these people, so he just nodded, and walked in with Wang Cheng and other players first, followed by Shen Yuan, and finally foreign friends such as Takeda Suke Xinji.

The middle-aged man with a big belly was a little unhappy when he saw such a situation, when had he, as a leader, been so neglected? Wasn't the leader the one who attracted the most attention in every activity? He still had tens of thousands of words of testimonials to say......

Seeing more than a dozen foreign friends walking at the end, the middle-aged man whispered to his side: "How can they treat foreign guests like this? Doesn't this damage the image of our country and nation if people spread the word?"

Jiang Hao and Yu Younian were standing next to them, both frowning at the same time.

Jiang Hao said in a deep voice: "Then how to deal with it? They begged to come and see the excitement." It's good that we agree to let them watch, but do you want us to provide for them?"

Yu Younian also snorted coldly and agreed with Jiang Hao's words.

The middle-aged man and several officials around him were a little displeased, every time the so-called foreign guests came, they would entertain them lavishly, among which there would be more places to operate, and there would be oil and water to fish. But now they don't dare to say anything, after all, they know that these martial arts practitioners are not on the same string as their thinking.

"This martial arts conference is not trivial. ”

Dong Xianglin walked in front of Wang Cheng and said in a low voice: "The conference itself is not very important, mainly the people behind it. This involves Director Niu and Daoist Changhe, as well as many grievances between their peers and masters decades ago. So. Wang Cheng, you must be careful. ”

Wang Cheng nodded. He looked serious and understood. He already vaguely knew some of the situation from the solemn and expectant tone of his master, Daoist Changhe, again and again.

"Wang Cheng, let's wait for you next, do you want to admit defeat directly?"

Liu Shicheng smiled and whispered helplessly.

Kong Shunhua and Peng Dong also looked at Wang Cheng with complicated eyes. They used to have some ideas, thinking that they would have a chance to win the championship of Shonan Province, but at this time, they definitely didn't have such thoughts, but they felt a little relaxed in their hearts. Because the ranking doesn't matter to them anymore.

They don't have many options, and the only thing they can choose seems to be the way and posture of losing.

How do you throw in the towel?

Wang Cheng smiled and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, you can also try your best." ”

Liu Shicheng and the three of them shook their heads slightly at the same time, facing Wang Cheng, they didn't have the courage to make a move at all, and they had already decided to admit defeat directly when they faced Wang Cheng next.

Yang Qingyu thought about it, and also looked at Wang Cheng and said seriously: "I also admit defeat." ”

Wang Cheng's eyebrows raised and he smiled bitterly. said: "Then I don't have a chance to make a move?"

"Master, you've shot many times in the past few days. ”

Zhang Shaoyun reminded in a low voice.

Dong Xianglin shook his bandaged arm. glanced at Wang Cheng, and the meaning was self-evident.

The publicity of this martial arts conference also seems to have made a lot of noise, but to Wang Cheng's surprise, the scene of the martial arts conference is not open to ordinary people, and the stands of the central gymnasium are only sitting and chatting with hundreds of people, which seems very empty. However, these hundreds of people are either masters of the martial arts world in Shonan Province or martial arts masters from other places, all of them breathe calmly and have a restrained divine light, and only less than a hundred people are ordinary people outside the circle.

Dong Xianglin took Wang Cheng and several players to the temporary ring in the middle, and the other people watching went to the stands to sit down.

Then it is to raise the national flag and sing the national anthem as usual, as if it were a sports day in an ordinary school.

After the ceremony, the middle-aged man from the provincial party committee stood on the rostrum and was about to take out a thick stack of manuscripts and start reading, when he was immediately interrupted by a neutral voice: "Okay, let's start the competition." ”

The middle-aged man with his stomach looked ugly, turned his head to look over, and saw a middle-aged man in the middle talking: "Draw lots according to the rules to determine the order." ”

The leader suddenly lost his temper, because this middle-aged man was from the capital, so he could only put away a dozen manuscripts sullenly, sat back down, and prepared to take them out and read them next time he had a sports activity.

Obviously, today this place belongs to those who practice martial arts.

Dong Xianglin walked down, and another middle-aged man in a white Tang costume walked up, holding a pen holder for drawing lots, which contained five lots, and asked Wang Cheng to draw one for each of the five contestants.

Five people selected the top three, and only two were eliminated and could not go to the finals, in fact, the coverage is very wide, and more than half of them have been selected.

"Jiangzhou is really outstanding. ”

The middle-aged man was obviously born extraordinary, and he knew what Wang Cheng and the three of them represented, so he glanced at a few people, nodded and said in admiration: "Wusheng Mountain Wang Cheng came to draw lots first, followed by Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, Kong Shunhua, Peng Dong...... No. 1 vs. five, No. 2 vs. four, No. 3 bye!"

"Then the three players in the second round start in a round-robin format, where each person has to face off against the other two people once, and the winner with the most wins wins the championship. The remaining four players will start the round-robin tournament, each of which will face off against the other three once, and the rankings will also be determined by the number of wins, and the top two will have the opportunity to go to the finals with the champions. ”

"Got it?"

The middle-aged man asked sternly at the five people.

Wang Cheng and the others all nodded their heads www.biquge.info their approval. This format is absolutely fair, and it is truly pure to determine the ranking based on strength, and there is no possibility of luck.

Then Wang Cheng went up to draw lots first, and took out one casually, with a bright red number two written on it.

Subsequently, Yang Qingyu got the No. 1, Liu Shicheng got the No. 5, Peng Dong got the No. 4, and Kong Shunhua had the best luck and got the No. 3 with a bye.

Therefore, luck will be part of strength at any time, but it cannot be decisive.

According to the hard power of the five people present, Wang Cheng must be the champion, Yang Qingyu is the runner-up, Liu Shicheng is the third runner-up, and the three people from Jiangzhou will win the top three!

Although Liu Shicheng and Peng Dong were unlucky and failed to get a bye, they would definitely be eliminated in the first round with Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu, but they only lost the opportunity to compete for the first place, and this was what they couldn't get, so both of them seemed indifferent.

Kong Shunhua got the bye number, and he just took a break, which did not have any substantial benefits. In the second round-robin after the championship was decided, he still had to face the elimination of Liu Shicheng and Yang Qingyu.

Liu Shicheng breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and his whole body was a lot more relaxed. He was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to get the third place, so he would have no shame to go back to see his grandfather Liu Wuzhong.

Fortunately, the competition system is quite fair, if there is no second round of round-robin, Liu Shicheng will be eliminated, then he will be depressed.

The middle-aged man who acted as the referee glanced at a few people, then waved his hand and said solemnly: "The competition begins, No. 1 Yang Qingyu vs. No. 5 Liu Shicheng, start now." ”

Wang Cheng, Kong Shunhua, and Peng Dong all stood under the ring, calmly watching this contest where there was no suspense about the outcome of the competition.

With Liu Shicheng's strength at this time, he is far from being Yang Qingyu's opponent, Yang Qingyu has now completely entered the state of mind of concentrating on martial arts, and has completely given up his studies and most of his life. There are only two things in her life, Wang Cheng and martial arts. Wang Cheng is the sustenance of her feelings, and martial arts is the responsibility entrusted to her by the Yang family.

In contrast, she cares more about her feelings, because they are her own.

Therefore, Yang Qingyu's progress in martial arts in recent months can also be called terrifying, which made Yang Youde see the hope of the rise of Yang's Taiji again, and Yang Wuji, who has always been very conceited, did not dare to be presumptuous in front of his sister Yang Qingyu.

"Let's go!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, then stood on the edge of the ring and watched the two.

Liu Shicheng struggled for a long time, looked at Yang Qingyu, and then turned his head to look at the stands, but didn't see his grandfather Liu Wuzhong, after all, he decided not to make a move, and slowly said: "I admit defeat." ”

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, frowned at Liu Shicheng, and asked, "Are you sure you abstain and admit defeat?"

Hundreds of people in the stands were also puzzled, how could they admit defeat as soon as the game started?

Shouldn't the competition be very intense, fighting to the death?

Liu Shicheng nodded with difficulty and said word by word: "I'm sure to admit defeat, I'm not her opponent." ”

Yang Qingyu's expression was calm, and he clenched his fists and said, "Shicheng, I have conceded." ”

Liu Shicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Don't dare to be." ”

Such a harmonious martial arts scene was unthinkable for most of the people present.

However, what they didn't expect was still to come. (To be continued......) R1292