Fang Cheng won?!

In the No. 2 ring, the white-clothed referee was dumbfounded, he glanced at Sun Tianguang in the audience in a daze, and looked at Fang Cheng speechlessly, he actually forgot to announce the result of the game, which was really shocking to the extreme. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wow!"

There was silence in the audience, followed by fierce applause.

"Damn, I'm blind. ”

"It's not a fake fight, is it?"

"My God, big dark horse, just fight hard at the beginning of the professional level, and give it down, this Fang Cheng is too cruel, oh my God. ”

In an instant, the audience went from silence to fryer, which frightened the warriors who were still fighting fiercely in the No. 1 and No. 3 rings, and they didn't understand what was going on at all!

They couldn't figure out why Sun Tianguang lost.

But the reality is in front of us, it really happened, a young man, two minutes on the stage, won a professional-level early stage of the martial arts! Some of the audience who paid attention to Fang Cheng from the first round on stage witnessed him from being rusty and timid, to now his fighting spirit is high, his moves are exquisite, and there is quite a bit of enthusiasm!

"Dark horse! Big dark horse! This Fang Cheng is going against the sky!"

Sun Jingya, who was standing in the audience, was flushed, she was middle-aged, she was used to a life with a clear eye and no surprises, in her cognition, there were no miracles in life.

However, in front of the ring, Cheng Cheng broke her worldview for the first time.

"It's so exciting!"

Sun Jingya admired, couldn't help but gasp for a few breaths, just now she was watching the wonderful duel in the ring that changed instantaneously and was instantaneous, and her heart, which had already been smoothed out by life, was beating thumping.

Yes, the wonderful thing about martial arts is that you only know that miracles exist after fighting!

Defeating the strong with the weak and fighting the big with the small is the true meaning of the indomitable spirit of martial arts!

"It seems that he has the strength of the early stage of the professional level!" Sun Jingya sighed lightly, she had to admit that even though she was worth tens of millions, she was still shocked by the figure on the stage.

In the past, even if it was a professional level, in Sun Jingya's opinion, he was a martial artist.

But now, she looked at Fang Cheng and ...... in her heart Some envy.

"Fang Chengsheng!"

The white-clothed referee in the ring in a daze finally reacted, he carefully looked at Fang Cheng from head to toe, and announced the result.

Fang Cheng smiled and looked at the audience.

These spectators who cheered for me, looking at the dense crowd in the stands, some of them waved at themselves, shouted at themselves, and some smiled at themselves.

That's victory!

If this is happiness, I hope to be happy forever.

In a novel and exciting mood that he had never felt before, Fang Cheng smiled and waved his hand to the audience, he stepped out of the ring and looked at it with a complicated expression. Sun Tianguang, who looked at himself bitterly.

"You played well. ”

Fang Cheng comforted that he didn't hold a grudge because of Sun Tianguang's pre-game dialogue, it was a psychological tactic, and people didn't insult their personality or anything like that, so why bother taking it seriously.

"Yes, you are also very powerful......" Sun Tianguang looked at Fang Cheng standing in front of him in a complicated manner, smiled bitterly, and couldn't help asking, "Well, can I ask something?"

"Ask. The two men walked to the aisle and returned to the waiting room to prepare for the fifth round of elimination.

"How old are you?"

Sun Tianguang asked, he really couldn't understand why such a young and immature young man in front of him had such a strong strength, although he was convinced, but he was always a little unwilling.

"Well, nineteen. ”

Fang Cheng thought about it, this is not privacy, the other party wants to know, just tell him.

In fact, according to the age of one, I am still eighteen years old, but it has already passed New Year's Day, so it doesn't matter if I am one more year old.

“......”

Sun Tianguang's eyes were straight.

Nineteen-year-old professional beginner?

How could such a genius come to participate in such a small race?

Suddenly, he suddenly realized that people are here to accumulate experience. Gain experience...... After a few silent words, he didn't say anything, glanced at Fang Cheng in silence, walked to the side to adjust his body and mind, and prepared for the next round of the competition.

In the waiting room, many participants were confused, not knowing that it suddenly became quiet outside, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

Soon, someone knew what was going on outside.

"It's him, who defeated Sun Tianguang strongly. ”

"What's his name?"

"It's called Fang Cheng, it looks so young. The warriors in the waiting room whispered.

A lean man with a mohican hairstyle turned pale and sighed, "My opponent in the next round is him." ”

"Good luck, brother. "Awesome my brother. A few martial artists next to him immediately laughed, it was indeed unlucky enough to meet Fang Cheng, would someone who could defeat Sun Tianguang lose to an amateur-level martial artist?

Of course not.

He will definitely lose the next round.

"Okay, everyone has the strength of the top four, hey, I won the first four rounds, and I thought I could win in the fifth round, but I didn't expect to meet him. The lean man with Mohican's hairstyle pursed his lips, ready to admit defeat.

When he encounters Sun Tianguang, he is bound to lose, let alone fight against Fang Cheng.

"Huh?"

A young man in brown tights in the corner glanced at Fang Cheng lightly.

I didn't expect to meet a genius martial artist here, it's interesting...... The corners of Tan An's mouth drew an arc, he is a genius of a medium-sized martial arts hall, he has been in the early stage of the professional level for more than a year, in the early stage of the professional level, he asked himself to be stronger, the champion of the Little Pearl Cup, he has already become a bamboo in his chest.

If you win the championship, you can also increase the name of the martial arts hall, and there are also some bonuses.

Tan An retracted his gaze, he was sure to win the championship, even if a Fang Cheng appeared, he didn't care much, this was the confidence accumulated in the martial arts competition for more than a year.

He also has this strength.

The blue-clothed middle-aged martial artist on the side also looked at Fang Cheng a few times, and seemed to have consideration in his heart.

"Brother Sun, did you really lose?"

Sun Tianguang and his junior brother were saying with a complicated expression, "Yes, Fang Cheng is too fierce. It's also dangerous for you to meet him, and the only way to do that is to wander around and grapple with him, and don't try to fight him head-on. ”

Thinking of the fierceness above the ring, Sun Tianguang shook his head.

His junior brother is a little worse than him, although he is also a professional-level early stage, but when he encounters a player like Fang Cheng, he still loses more than he wins.

The fifth round was over quickly.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but touch his chin with a smile, I can be regarded as winning without a fight, and the opponent in the fifth round actually directly admitted defeat.

After the top eight rankings were determined in the knockout round, some of the defeated warriors were unwilling and some were angry, but they immediately left one by one, they all lost, why do they stay, is it a shame?

In the huge waiting room, there were only eight people left.

Tan An, Fang Cheng, a middle-aged man in blue at the beginning of the professional level, Sun Tianguang and his junior disciples, and three amateur-level high-level martial artists.

One of the three amateur-level high-level martial artists is a female martial artist, elegant and handsome.

When martial arts reaches the professional level or above, there are very few female martial artists, and being able to meet such a beauty in the top eight is eye-catching, even if it is an opponent.

Yu Xiu smiled slightly, she was very confident in her appearance, no matter where she was, her good looks could make her eye-catching. She looked at Tan An, and then glanced at Fang Cheng, in her opinion, the champion must be Tan An's, and Fang Cheng could be the second or third.

As for the other three professional-level early stages, one Sun Tianguang has already lost to Fang Cheng, and his junior brother may not be as good as him, although the middle-aged man in blue is a professional-level early stage, but according to the performance of the five rounds of elimination, it is a very average level in the professional-level early stage.

Eight people are standing here, and the top few rankings can basically be decided.

Her eyes flickered, and the thought flashed in her heart, if a genius martial artist like Tan An can make a good friendship, he can even enter the ......

Under the repeated evaluation in Yu Xiu's heart, the best one present is none other than Tan An.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

A voice interrupted Yu Xiu's thoughts.

Sun Yajing walked to the waiting room, stood in front of the eight people, glanced around, her eyes stayed on Fang Cheng for a while, and said with a smile: "Congratulations on entering the quarterfinals of the Little Pearl Cup, please come here at ten o'clock tomorrow for the quarterfinals." ”

"There are three matchups in total, and the prize money will be delivered to you in cash after the rankings are out, so please rest well tonight and see you tomorrow. ”

"Feel free to contact me if you need anything. ”

Sun Jingya is worthy of being the head of the Yunhai region, she added some details of the quarterfinals, and handed the business cards to the eight people one by one.

"Come on. ”

She put the last business card in Fang Cheng's hand and smiled slightly.

Among the eight people, she admires Fang Cheng the most, although as the organizer, she deeply understands Tan An's strength, and also understands that the champion is Tan An.

But recalling the fourth round of the game, Fang Cheng was amazing in the ring.

She couldn't help but secretly wonder, will there be a miracle tomorrow? What if Fang Cheng wins?

Isn't that the charm of martial arts?

The eight people looked at each other, they didn't say anything, and there was no need to say anything, the middle-aged man in blue left first, and Fang Cheng and the others also picked up their backpacks or left empty-handed.

On the contrary, Yu Xiu's eyes flashed, and she walked very slowly, she had her own thoughts in her heart, and took advantage of this time to invite Tan An to have a meal together and cultivate her feelings.

..................

"Knock knock. ”

Fang Cheng knocked on the door, he rushed to the competition in the morning and forgot to bring the key.

"It's back. Old man Lu opened the door, glanced at Fang Cheng, and said lightly: "Come in, how is the harvest today, live up to the great expectations of the teacher." ”

Eagerly awaited?

Fang Cheng complained in his heart, is the spiritual support useful.

"It's okay. ”

"Yes. The first time you participate in a martial arts competition, you just need to know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. Victory and defeat are common in martial arts, and even if he is the first martial arts king, he has lost many times when he was young. Winning or losing is important, but not absolutely, as long as you have a ......"

As soon as Old Man Lu turned his words, he was about to take out the red ticket in his jacket pocket.

"Master, what are you talking about, I reached the quarterfinals, I didn't say I lost. Fang Cheng put his backpack aside, smiled proudly, and glanced at Old Man Lu a little strangely: "Master, I'll go take a bath first." ”

"Well, haven't you met an amateur-level high-level martial artist? ”

Old man Lu was about to take out the train ticket with his right hand, and suddenly froze, his movements were very natural, he patted the pocket of his jacket, and his eyes fell on Fang Cheng's face.

Could it be that this kid is so lucky that all five rounds are amateur mid-rangers?

Old man Lu was secretly strange in his heart, although he didn't go to the scene to watch, he almost knew the level of the players in the Little Pearl Cup, half of the middle and high grades of the amateur level, and a few professional-level early stage martial artists.

With Fang Cheng's strength, although his strength is strong enough, he has too little fighting experience after all.

Old man Lu only knew that Fang Cheng's great strength was amazing, but he really hadn't carefully evaluated what level it was, and he estimated that it was only the level of the amateur high level.

"Uh...... I have five rounds today, three amateur high sections, one amateur middle stage, and one professional early stage. ”

Listening to Fang Cheng's words, the corners of Old Man Lu's eyes twitched fiercely, and his gaze naturally turned downward, as if he was browsing the newspaper in his hand, his face was very indifferent.

He coughed calmly, as if he was noncommittal about Fang Cheng's achievements, and did not marvel, and said casually: "Oh, well...... It's not bad, accumulate experience in the fight, with your talent and talent, it's not difficult to get the early stage of the professional level, okay, I'll go take out the beef, stinky boy, go wash up, get ready to eat. ”

"Okay, master. ”

Fang Cheng only thought that the master had high hopes for himself and was full of confidence, so he changed into slippers.

Get ready to rinse up, have a good dinner, get a good night's sleep, and get ready for tomorrow's race!

It's just that he didn't see it, after he walked over, Old Man Lu looked sluggish, and with his right hand, he tore off the ticket in his jacket pocket fiercely, threw it into the trash can on the side, and muttered: "This script is not opened in the right way." ”

At this time, silence is better than sound, Old Man Lu was silent, the lines prepared for the teacher were not this!