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The martial arts conference that many people present were looking forward to, but the opening was such a harmonious scene.

Many in the stands frowned, although in the sun, a qiē must present harmony. However, between the warriors, there is no true harmony between the warriors, only a powerful fist and an even more powerful fist.

The first contest between Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng ended so quickly and simply, how to go up, how to come down, neither of them clenched their fists.

And the next game is the competition between Wang Cheng and Peng Dong.

The middle-aged referee watched Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng go down, looked at Wang Cheng with a solemn expression, was a little worried, and announced in a deep voice: "In the second game, Wang Cheng vs. Peng Dong. ”

Many people in the stands immediately sat up straight when they heard Wang Cheng's name. The name of Wusheng Mountain, almost all the martial artists present knew it, even if there were a few people like Lei Bao Lei Hu who didn't know about Wusheng Mountain before, they already knew about it at this time, and everyone didn't dare to underestimate it.

At the edge of the crowd in the stands, a burly bald middle-aged man in a suit said lightly: "Martial Saint Mountain Wang Cheng, I want to see what kind of apprentice Daoist Changhe has trained after living in seclusion for so many years. ”

"Senior brother, I heard that Daoist Changhe only accepted this apprentice a few months ago, but I also heard that this young man's comprehension and talent are rare in a hundred years, and after practicing martial arts for a few months, his strength is not weak. ”

A thin middle-aged man next to him whispered.

"I've also heard a lot of news, so let's take a look this time, if I can get news from Mingde. It's for the best. ”

The bald middle-aged man muttered in a low voice: "Mingde ran away back then. Disappeared without a trace. There has only been news of his appearance in Wusheng Mountain. Nagatsuru must know Matilde's whereabouts, but unfortunately no one can force Nagatsuru to tell it. ”

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, this time we just come to see as a spectator, it's best if we can get news, if there is no news, we should come to travel once." Now the martial arts world on the mainland is a powder keg, a long crane, and a sea of cows. Tianshu, Dong Chengshou, and those old guys in Wudang Shaolin are all old, they can't wait to find an opportunity to make a move, to exert their influence at the last peak, and now no one dares to provoke the masters of the mainland, and we must not give them a chance...... As long as we wait another five years, they will be completely decrepit...... That's when our best chance ......"

The two of them sat on the edge, and there was no one on either side, so the emaciated man said more. seems to be very afraid that this bald head will be impulsive: "Uncle Mingde hasn't appeared for so many years, maybe he is no longer in the mainland." It's possible to go to India. ”

"India is indeed the most likely, and he wanted to go back to his roots. It's a pity that we can't go to India to find him......"

The bald man nodded, then stopped talking, and focused his eyes on the boy in the ring, wanting to see if the boy would surprise him.

Pity......

The people present who were similar to the bald man were destined to be disappointed, because Wang Cheng and Peng Dong had just stood in the ring, and Peng Dong was extremely nervous and hurriedly clenched his fists and conceded defeat: "I admit defeat...... I admit that I am not Wang Cheng's opponent......"

Wang Cheng has a trace of merit for Peng Dong and Kong Shunhua in the past two days, and the difference in strength is too great, so these two people don't punch at all in the face of Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng smiled, and also calmly hugged his fists and said, "Peng Dong, admit it." ”

Peng Dong just relaxed, and hurriedly returned the salute respectfully, not daring to slack off in the slightest: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

The middle-aged referee frowned deeply, glared at Wang Cheng fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure you don't want to do it?"

Peng Dong also nodded firmly: "Sure." ”

"Humph!"

The middle-aged referee stared at Wang Cheng vigorously and said: "I am the referee of the competition venue of the Hunan Provincial Division, if I find that someone is privately using off-court means to influence the opponent to win, I will definitely punish him severely." No matter what sect he comes from or who his master is, I will report it truthfully and severely punish him according to law. ”

Wang Cheng also restrained his smile, calmly looked at the referee, and said affirmatively: "Well, there are no rules, and I also hope that you can be so fair and just." ”

"It's good that you know, I announce the end of the second competition, Wang Cheng's victory. ”

The middle-aged referee said in a deep voice, and then announced that Wang Cheng had won.

Wang Cheng and Peng Dong clasped their fists together and saluted the referee before they walked down.

Almost everyone in the audience was solemn, and the leaders of several municipal and provincial party committees showed even more impatience and dissatisfaction.

In such a grand martial arts competition, you will admit defeat in the first two games?

It's not a good sign, but fortunately it wasn't broadcast live on the TV station, otherwise wouldn't it be a shame?

However, Dong Xianglin and the dozen or so foreign observation groups, as well as Shen Yuan and others, all seemed very calm, and they were obviously not the slightest surprised by this result.

After the second game, the second round of the three-person round-robin began!

Wang Cheng to Yang Qingyu, Yang Qingyu to Kong Shunhua, Wang Cheng to Kong Shunhua!

The middle-aged referee looked at the order of names on the game table and looked a little worried. He was afraid that there would be a throw-in...... Then he will really ask the people above to intervene in the investigation.

In the consciousness of most people, even if the local martial arts community is united, there will not be a united admitting defeat to push someone to win the championship.

It could only be that the person who won the championship was behind the scenes!

Since ancient times, there is no first place in literature and no second in martial arts, and those who practice martial arts want to be famous in the world and win the first place.

This is also a situation that the official of the martial arts competition is absolutely not allowed to see, this is an international competition, a window to show Chinese martial arts culture, and it must be absolutely just, fair and open on the surface!

And when the second round of the round-robin began, everyone was speechless.

In the first game, Yang Qingyu conceded defeat, Kong Shunhua conceded defeat in the second game, and Kong Shunhua conceded defeat again in the third game......

The round-robin is over, and Wang Cheng wins the championship!

Three games. Didn't throw a punch. Everybody didn't make contact with their opponents. Just went to the ring, got off the ring, got into the ring, got off the ring, and then Wang Cheng won two games and won the championship of the Shonan Provincial Division of the martial arts competition.

There was silence in the stands.

The middle-aged referee's face was almost gloomy and dripping. At the end of the last round robin match, he didn't move, just stared at Wang Cheng standing under the ring. Gritted his teeth and said: "According to the rules of the competition system, the champion is Wang Cheng, who came to the stage to get the medal." ”

There were already whispers of discussion in the audience, and almost everyone was full of disappointment and anger.

"Shonan Province is cheating, right? So that I can win the championship? My apprentice can go up too. ”

"I look like I'm tired of being with a puppet, that Wang Cheng of Martial Saint Mountain doesn't know what means he used to make everyone else recognize him as the champion!"

"Although he was born in Wusheng Mountain, he looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old. If he really fights, he will definitely not win the championship, and I know that the strength of Kong Shunhua and Peng Dong is not weak. It may be that Nagatsuru is behind the scenes. ”

"Changhe is also confused, and he has been bright and upright for a lifetime. It's a pity that in the end, the festival is not guaranteed. For the sake of his master and apprentice, he also gave up!"

Almost most people felt that this competition was boring, and some people expressed different opinions.

"I don't think it's so simple, Jiangzhou Yang's Taiji and Liu's Cannon Boxing are also from famous families. Yang Youde and Liu Wuzhong are both top masters, and they will definitely not be at the mercy of Changhe, and now Wusheng Mountain is no longer the Wusheng Mountain of a hundred years ago. ”

"What's the use of being a division champion, having the ability to go to the finals also makes others admit defeat, and when it comes to the finals, these tricks are useless. ”

When many audiences on the stage were discussing, Wang Cheng heard it, but he didn't care. He stepped into the ring to get a bronze medal from a middle-aged referee with a clenched fist engraved on the edge of the fist with the words year, month, day and government-sponsored label.

"I didn't expect the Nagatsuru Dao Commander to help you in this way. ”

The middle-aged man handed the medal to Wang Cheng, didn't let go of it for the first time, pinched half of it, and said to Wang Cheng in a low voice: "This method is useless. ”

Wang Cheng's eyebrows jumped, his eyes looked at each other calmly, and said, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

"Why would they throw in the towel from you?"

The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Because they know it's not my match. ”

Wang Cheng replied simply and clearly.

"Hmph, ridiculous, you're so confident, then I'll see how much strength you have. ”

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it, and immediately snorted coldly, and then his feet instantly froze, and he had already exerted his strength, and the hand holding half of the medal suddenly pushed forward, and suddenly rushed to Wang Cheng's chest with a fist!

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the other party had just exerted his strength, his palm suddenly opened and grasped the opponent's fist, and the collapse momentum that had been condensed in his hurry disappeared in an instant, without setting off the slightest wave.

Wang Cheng stood there, the whole person was as motionless as a mountain, without the slightest abnormality, he just calmly held the other party's fist, and said lightly: "Your inner family cultivation is insufficient, Xiao Zhoutian is not complete enough, and the collapse is not condensed enough." It seems that your Xingyi Quan inheritance is not complete enough, and the other strength fist methods are not proficient enough, and the strength cannot be fused. I advise you to stay in the realm of Huajin, don't rush to break through, practice more kung fu and other boxing techniques in Xingyiquan, otherwise your future martial arts training path is very limited. ”

The middle-aged referee was shocked in an instant, his eyes widened, his feet twisted, and he hurriedly exerted his strength again, but he couldn't pull his fist out of Wang Cheng's hand. Then he looked at Wang Cheng with a shocked expression, because what Wang Cheng said was not bad at all, even more detailed and profound than what one of his respected seniors said.

"You, you, you ......"

The middle-aged man's heart was already in turmoil, and he said three words in a row, but he couldn't say a word.

And Wang Cheng had already let go of the other party's fist, then took out the medal in his fist, and turned around and walked down very calmly and naturally, as if nothing had happened to the two just now.

Call......

The middle-aged referee took a deep breath, suppressed the shocked and chaotic feelings in his heart, and then shouted affirmatively: "Jiangzhou Wusheng Mountain Wang Cheng, won the ......championship of the first National Wushu Conference in Xiangnan Province."

Looking at Wang Cheng's back as he stepped out of the ring, his eyes still couldn't be taken back, and he was still carefully recalling what Wang Cheng said, and the confusion about boxing in his heart before seemed to be clear in an instant.

Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng all smiled and applauded Wang Cheng, but the stands were still quiet, only Dong Xianglin and Shen Yuan and other 20 people were applauding, and the applause was very abrupt and weird.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The sparse applause was harsh in the empty gymnasium.

A middle-aged man in a cyan robe was very excited, stood up with anger on his face, and shouted into the ring: "What kind of bullshit champion? Sun Hongqiang, how can you be a referee, this kind of obviously cheating champion, you dare to announce it? Are you also being bribed? I don't accept it, we don't accept it, everyone says it?"

Most of the audience around him also looked angry, but they all nodded their heads and did not make a sound, and a few of them looked relaxed and leisurely watching the show.

The middle-aged referee Sun Hongqiang withdrew his gaze from Wang Cheng at this time, looked at the audience with a stern face again, swept over the angry masters, and said in a deep voice: "I am the referee, I think Wang Cheng has the strength to win the championship, and the opponent knows that he is not the opponent, so he will admit defeat." Zuo Mu, if you are not convinced, you can either challenge him, or report me to the top, or challenge me, I am always waiting. ”

The blue-robed man named Zuo Mu used his feet to exert his strength, jumped off the stands, and landed firmly in the middle of the court. He looked at Wang Cheng with his eyes like electricity, stretched out his finger and pointed straight at Wang Cheng, and shouted: "Then I'm going to challenge it, and see if the champion you Sun Hongqiang recognizes can take a few punches from me." Wang Cheng, you are an apprentice of Changhe, do you dare to fight with me? I won't bully you, as long as you can take my three punches, I will admit that you are the champion!"

Many in the stands whispered applause.

People who practice martial arts, their blood is strong, and most of them will not tolerate injustice when they find it, so there will be words in the rivers and lakes to help when they see injustice. However, the people who came to the scene were basically masters who had been practicing martial arts for a long time, and they were not young people who were easily impulsive, so there was no loud scene.

Wang Cheng looked at the other party with a calm look in his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled: "Then you can't take my three punches?"

Zuo Mu was stunned.

The low-pitched stands also quieted down again for a moment, and a pair of eyes looked at Wang Cheng one after another, with doubts, surprises, and disdain.

Zuo Mu is a great master of the consummation realm in the late stage of Huajin, after being born in a famous martial arts family in the Northeast, his ancestor and the ancestor of Bagua Boxing, Dong Haichuan, worked as an errand in the prince's mansion, and everyone present had heard of his name.

An eighteen-year-old boy dares to say such a big thing?

Or do you deliberately insult and provoke the other party?

However, without strength, what is the use of these small means?

Many people looked at Wang Cheng with frowns again, and most of them looked disappointed.

The apprentice of the Changhe Taoist priest should not seem to be like this.

Zuo Mu's eyes were even more on fire at this time, and he glared angrily at Wang Cheng when he was about to speak angrily.

Sun Hongqiang stood in the ring and shouted: "Okay, if you want to challenge, come to the ring, and the point will be there." (To be continued......)