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"It's going to start in ten minutes!" Zhao Fanxiang's eyes were shining, and she seemed to see a scene of victory cheers for a while.

Lin Nuannuan's two little hands were also clenched together, she didn't know Fang Cheng's strength.

But seeing that my girlfriend was full of confidence, I also felt a lot more at ease.

"Chengcheng, won't you go over and stand with them?" Lin Nuannuan pointed to the members of the Yunda Martial Arts Club who were standing on the side of the ring.

Fang Cheng's answer was very brief: "No." ”

"Then how will you compete in the competition?" Lin Nuannuan tilted his little head, this stand is one and a half meters high from the location, and it is still more than ten meters away from the ring after going down.

"Hehe, just go on. ”

Lin Nuannuan was thinking about how Fang Cheng was going to go on, when he heard Fang Cheng ask lightly: "Oh yes, who will you fight later?"

"Huh?"

Lin Nuannuan's smiling face froze suddenly.

As if it was a machine, she turned her gaze one by one, looked at Fang Cheng, and asked in disbelief, "You don't know?"

This kind of thing, just take a look at it.

Fang Cheng laughed a few times: "Forgot ......"

Lin Nuannuan was speechless, drooped her little head, thought for a while, and said, "The one waiting for the battle is: Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall." ”

Kindness?

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, as if he had some impression of the name.

He frowned, stared at the ring with his eyes, and suddenly remembered: Tan An, who he met at the Little Pearl Cup, was not from the Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall.

Interesting.

The corners of his mouth drew an arc, and he was not interested in playing, but ...... Thinking about waiting for Tan An to see his expression.

Fang Cheng smiled, with some expectation between his eyebrows.

Lin Nuannuan pulled her long hair back behind her shoulders, looked at Fang Cheng's strange expression, and was speechless.

It was the first time she had seen Fang Cheng smile like this, and it was a little bad......

The smell of wilting and wilting.

On the other side of the ring, the locker room door slowly opened.

A young man with a ruddy complexion wearing a light brown short shirt and a white martial arts uniform on a black background walked proudly to the bottom of the ring on the other side with a few junior brothers and sisters.

Tens of thousands of eyes in the entire stands stared at the past.

The young man was calm and didn't care at all, but turned his head indifferently and joked with a few junior brothers and sisters.

Fang Cheng looked at it and smiled.

Isn't that Tan An?

The yellow-clothed referee was also ready, walked into the ring, took a light breath, and was very relaxed.

The result of this game, he doesn't have to guess to already know it, Tan Anke is the signature genius of Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall, and he has already reached the early stage of the professional level.

On the other hand, on the other side, a group of students are rookies.

The yellow-clothed referee sighed secretly, this game is very unfair to Yunda, Tan An is twenty-five or six, and on Yunda's side, the oldest Chu Zhongyuan is only twenty-one.

How to fight?

The Yunda Martial Arts Hall has lost.

He sank his complicated thoughts and said aloud into the loudspeaker: "In the fourth round of the fifth group stage, the Martial Arts Club of Yunhai University will fight against the Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall of Yunhai City. ”

Then, he glanced at the list of contestants in his hand: "In the first game, Chu Zhongyuan fought Tan An. ”

Chu Zhongyuan checked the information of the Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall on the Internet last night, and this time, his chest seemed to be hammered with a heavy hammer.

Damn it.

Professional-level beginner martial artist Tan An?

How the hell is this fighting, you will definitely lose today!

Originally, he planned to do his best to win a victory, but Tan An of the Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall is a professional-level martial artist, what will he win?

In desperation, he stayed up all night and finally made a decision......

"I throw in the towel. ”

In the quiet stadium, Chu Zhongyuan's voice echoed in the ears of the students in the stands.

There was an uproar.

How long does it take to go from quiet to boiling?

The classmates in the stands told Chu Zhongyuan that it would only take two seconds.

In an instant, scolding was everywhere, and even those who had the heart to comfort and comfort were silent, and abstaining from admitting defeat was the most humiliating and contemptible move.

You can't beat it, but don't you even have the courage to go on stage?

Chu Zhongyuan, you can be the leader of the Yunda Martial Arts Society.

A few people even walked down the stairs of the stands, and they were about to step forward and scold, but they were stopped by a few people before they stopped their impulse.

Zhao Fanxiang was stunned, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

No matter how strong Fang Cheng is, he can't let him fight from beginning to end alone, right?

Han Wenshi, Huang Xiuguang and the others were also furious, why the hell didn't they fight and just admit defeat? Huang Xiuguang knew Fang Cheng's strength, but he seemed calmer.

But Han Wenshi stood up and shouted angrily with most of the people.

Soon, the voices converged: "Garbage, garbage, get out of ......"

They could only use this kind of shouting to express their complicated feelings of hatred for Chu Zhongyuan and their jealousy of him.

The yellow-clothed referee frowned, looked at the noisy and boiling stands, and exhaled: "Quiet!"

This heavy shout frightened the students in the stands, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

The yellow-clothed referee continued: "The Yunhai Youth Tournament is not allowed to abstain at will, please ask the participant Chu Zhongyuan to come to the stage to explain the situation. ”

Chu Zhongyuan listened to the sound of the stands, his face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't want to make such a humiliating move!

He roared in his heart:

You stupid people, you are professional-level! Do you know that if you are grassy, Lao Tzu will not be able to win when he comes to power!

Chen Wenting's face was even darker, and her delicate face was gloomy and could drip water.

Chu Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment: "En, let me come to the stage and explain the reason?"

The stands were quiet, and tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on Chu Zhongyuan, silently silent, they didn't want to perish in silence.

So they are all waiting for the moment of eruption.

Once Chu Zhongyuan can't explain clearly, he will suffer the saliva and anger of tens of thousands of people.

You know, he is representing Yunhai University.

To do so is to slap Yunhai University in the face, and to do so is to trample on the collective sense of honor in their hearts.

Chu Zhongyuan took a deep breath, clenched his hands, exposed his green tendons, walked to the center of the ring, and took the wireless microphone from the yellow-clothed referee.

Tan An has recently been proud of his life, happy in love, and his personality has also been a little more public.

With a sneer on his face, he walked in front of Chu Zhongyuan, gave a deep thumb, and then suddenly pointed down, with a look of disdain and arrogance.

Listening to the shouting and accusations of the tsunami in the ring, Tan An smiled, he liked this feeling, humiliating his opponent would bring him pleasure, especially under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the stands.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't care about Chu Zhongyuan's eyes that were about to erupt flames, put his left index finger on his lips, and made a booing motion towards the stands, turning around so that the audience could see this scene clearly.

In the stands, the heads of the students of Yunda were hot, almost all of them were dumbfounded, and Tan An's outrageous movements made them unbearable.

The yellow-clothed referee hurriedly stopped Tan An's movements, took the microphone in Chu Zhongyuan's hand, and shouted: "Quiet!"

Then, he handed the microphone back to Chu Zhongyuan and motioned for him to explain the situation.

“......”

Chu Zhongyuan silently glanced around the stands, he had no time to be angry about Tan An's actions, standing in the ring, and under the ring were completely two feelings, he didn't know how to explain it for a while, and his heart was numb.

Suddenly!

A flash of spiritual light flashed, Chu Zhongyuan's eyes lit up, and he laughed:

"Students, there is a reason why I abstained and conceded defeat. You must not know that in our Yunhai University, there is a hidden master, who claims to be able to complete the victory with one pick and three to complete!"

"Even, he discussed with us, let me and Liu Wuxian abstain and admit defeat, and let him pick three to complete the Jedi reversal! As for the starter, he felt that it was not shocking enough, not exciting enough!"

"I'm here, on behalf of the second martial artist Liu Wu to come to power, admit defeat! As for the last martial artist, he will bring glory to us Yunda and bring you an undoubted victory, his name is ......"

Chu Zhongyuan took a deep breath and shouted, "Fang Cheng! classmates, cheer for Fang Cheng!"