The students in the stands were stunned by Chu Zhongyuan's words, Zhao Fanxiang and Lin Nuannuan glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of unease. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Lin Nuannuan was a little stupid, she also reacted and understood Chu Zhongyuan's sinister intentions.

Han Wenshi was silent for a while, as if he had met Fang Cheng for the first time, but he didn't expect his usually taciturn friend to be so arrogant, he looked at Huang Xiuguang and the others a few times, his eyes were full of shock.

They didn't understand the situation, so they naturally believed Chu Zhongyuan's words.

The simple classmates were silent for a while, and then shouted enthusiastically: "Fang Cheng!

Chu Zhongyuan's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and his heart relaxed, next, it was Fang Cheng's time.

Even if Fang Cheng lost, it had nothing to do with him, and it had nothing to do with the Yunda Martial Arts Society.

Besides, Fang Cheng didn't come to the locker room to change his clothes, and whether he was in this martial arts hall or not was a problem.

Chu Zhongyuan handed the microphone to the yellow-clothed referee, walked out of the ring, and returned to his position.

"Whew, whew. ”

Tan An's face on the side turned bloody, others didn't know Fang Cheng's name, how could he not know.

In the Little Pearl Cup martial arts competition, it was this person who defeated him fiercely.

But even so, releasing such big words, where does this place him Tan?

Tan An's anger surged, he stepped forward and snatched the microphone of the yellow-clothed referee, and said angrily: "Fang Cheng! you are too arrogant! Come down and fight me!"

He seemed to have forgotten his provocative disdain.

The crowd cheered, the crowd was excited, and the cheers filled the entire venue.

Looking at Tan An, who had lost his demeanor in the ring, the students of Yunda only felt a feeling of being so cool and exciting that they trembled all over.

Aren't you arrogant?

We have more powerful and powerful cattle than you.

"Help me with my phone. ”

Fang Cheng's face was indifferent, he sat in the seat, took out the mobile phone in his left trouser pocket, and stacked the meal card and other things in the right trouser pocket on the mobile phone, and handed it to Lin Nuannuan.

Lin Nuannuan was still thinking, so she hurriedly hummed, took Fang Cheng's mobile phone and placed it on her legs.

"Bang. ”

Fang Cheng's right foot burst out with great force, and his body soared over the railing!

Jump off the stands!

Then he tapped his toes on the ground, and he crossed a distance of more than ten meters in two steps, and his left foot was on the edge of the ring.

The cheers and shouts subsided, and I saw a figure jumping down from the stands, and a few dodges stood in the ring like flying, walking towards the center step by step.

Chu Zhongyuan was stunned when he looked under the ring, his eyes full of doubts.

With such a swift action, he couldn't do it, Fang Cheng...... Could it be with the help of some high-tech auxiliary machinery?

He looked at Fang Cheng carefully a few more times, but found nothing, and turned his head to look at Chen Wenting with puzzled eyes.

Seeing his girlfriend, he was also confused.

The voices in the stands were completely silent, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the figures in the ring.

Why are you still wearing a long lilac trench coat?

Some of the students frowned, their hearts were uncertain.

In martial arts competitions, you have to wear martial arts uniforms, how can normal clothes resist the explosion of fierce energy?

Tan An's eyes were bloody, they became red, and he said hoarsely and angrily:

"Fang Cheng, what do you mean?"

Fang Cheng smiled faintly, he wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, why bother to explain, anyway, he was about to win the victory by one-on-three.

Pretending to be low-key or something, he no longer needs it now.

He glanced at Chu Zhongyuan, who had an ugly face in the audience, and only felt like a funny clown.

Last semester, he was still a high-flying martial arts club genius, and he was still a high-spirited Yunda man, but now...... The gap between the two is too big.

A nineteen-year-old professional middle class, a twenty-one-year-old amateur high level, like a dragon and a snake.

Fang Cheng's thoughts were spinning, and he was not interested in pursuing Chu Zhongyuan's vicious intentions, it was too boring.

He turned his gaze to the yellow-clad referee.

"Let's get started. ”

The yellow-clothed referee's eyes froze, and he was a little unsure whether Fang Cheng really had the confidence to win the game by himself, but it was his obligation to preside over the game.

He took the microphone in Tan An's hand and said:

"Second...... In the third game, Tan An fought against Fang Cheng, and there was a minute of dialogue time. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly thought that Liu Wu of the Martial Arts Club of Yunhai University also abstained and admitted defeat, this was the third game.

Tan An stared at Fang Cheng coldly, he didn't speak, he just wanted to hold the anger in his heart in his heart, and wait for the war to break out!

At that time, the momentum of the tiger going down the mountain will be even more ferocious.

Fang Cheng stood in the center of the ring, his eyes bright.

This is not comparable to the Xiaomingzhu Cup Martial Arts Competition, this is Yunhai University, and tens of thousands of students are looking at him.

This is the home of Yunda, and there are friends, classmates, teachers, and roommates in the audience.

He couldn't help but get his blood pumping. He wants to play the invincible demeanor of the clouds!

After thinking for a while, Fang Cheng raised his right hand, stretched out three fingers, shook it at Tan An, and raised his right hand high so that the students in the audience could see it clearly.

"What is he doing?"

"Yes, Fang Cheng, what are you doing with three fingers?"

There was a whisper in the stands.

The sharp-eyed classmates saw Fang Cheng's movements clearly: he raised three fingers.

Tan An narrowed his eyes and was unmoved, although he didn't know what Fang Cheng meant.

The yellow-clothed referee pinched the stopwatch and shouted:

"Let's go!"

Tan An's eyes were cold, thinking about the humiliation in front of Yu Xiu that day, the champion who passed by that day, the mistake that day, and feeling the anger at this time, he completely exploded.

Bang bang.

The body flashed rapidly, like a wild tiger pounced on prey!

In the stands, the sound disappeared instantly, staring at the ring with bated breath, although most people didn't believe that there would be a miracle, but they couldn't help but look forward to it.

Fang Cheng remained motionless.

Chu Zhongyuan's eyes showed joy, as if he had seen the scene where Fang Cheng was about to be sent flying.

Getting closer.

Two meters.

One meter.

The eyes of the people in the stands who were holding their breath widened, and they couldn't understand why Fang Cheng stood still, and there was disappointment, despair, and anger in their hearts that were about to explode together.

Bang.

Fang Cheng raised his right fist and simply punched it.

Tan An sneered, and the two tiger claws carried the momentum of going down the mountain, and slashed down fiercely, and before he had time to think about it, he felt a huge surge of power.

He almost got knocked off!

Tan An's face was shocked, and if he didn't calm down, he had to stabilize his body and fight back.

Fang Cheng whipped his leg again, Tan An put his hands on his right waist and raised his knees again, but the impermeable defense still couldn't stop the huge waves.

Bang.

Tan An was beaten.

Fang Cheng took a step forward, pressed his left palm on Tan An's chest in mid-air, and swallowed with all his strength.

“......”

Before the yellow-clothed referee could react, he moved his body to stop Fang Cheng's offensive, and the situation was very clear: Fang Cheng had won!

A muffled voice sounded, and Tan An's whole person fell backwards.

Poof!

He fell to the ground.

After a while, he looked at Fang Cheng in shock, stunned and didn't react.

How long has it been?

In just two months, Fang Cheng broke through to a professional-level mid-level martial artist again?

Immediately after, he remembered Fang Cheng's action just now: stretching out three fingers......

Is it heralding three tricks to solve yourself?

Tan An's face was distorted, he was unwilling, but he sat in the stands, which was even more embarrassing.

He held the ring with one hand, and his body got off the ring with two ups and downs.

The yellow-clothed referee shook his senses, he was still worried that Tan An would be seriously injured, and he was relieved to see that Fang Cheng's strength was skillful and did not really hurt Tan An.

If there is an injury in the ring, he, as a referee, does not stop it in time, and he is mainly responsible.

The yellow-clothed referee showed recognition on his face, stepped forward and raised Fang Cheng's arm high, and announced into the microphone:

In the third game, Fang Cheng won!