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"I believe that this final will be regarded as a classic by many people." Zhou Feng said with emotion.

Lu Yifu nodded: "In the University ~ Student Martial Arts League, this should be the most exciting game in my memory, there is no one." ”

Many peerless geniuses directly joined the major clubs to compete, directly skipping the university ~ student martial arts league. Although there are many geniuses who have joined the university and strong people like the White Emperor have emerged, there are no corresponding opponents.

Only this season, the heroes rose together and competed separately, while Qi Lin and Zhu Ling defeated strong opponents along the way and advanced to the finals.

Evenly matched opponents, invincible performance at the same level, all of this made them join forces to dedicate a gluttonous feast to the world.

No matter how critical a person is, it's hard to be dissatisfied with their performance.

It's just that, since it's a game, there are always winners and losers.

The more fortunate Zilin won the championship.

"Let's cheer for Qi Lin, and let us applaud Zhu Ling. This season's University ~ Student Martial Arts League has come to a complete end here. Below, let's take a look at Director Yang personally presenting awards to the outstanding university ~ students who have performed well this year. ”

With Zhou Feng's explanation, the TV camera began to rotate, and Yang Wudi, director of the General Administration of Martial Arts, appeared in the picture.

The staff of the General Administration of Martial Arts had already begun to set up a championship stage in the Golden Luang Palace, and soon, a small award ceremony appeared in the eyes of the audience.

It's not gorgeous, but it's the ceremony that a warrior wants to attend the most.

Because, this means that there is a champion.

First of all, the runner-up medal was awarded.

This is world practice.

The other members of the Demon Capital University were not disappointed, after all, even without Zhu Ling, it would be impossible for them to defeat Qi Lin in this state.

The runner-up was already a surprise for them.

Only Zhu Ling still has five regrets.

After all, she didn't lose in strength.

Yang Wushu hung the medal around Zhu Ling's neck, then patted her shoulder hard, and comforted: "Lingling, don't be discouraged, you played very well this time, you didn't win the championship this time, and there will be a rookie king to compete for next year." ”

Zhu Lingqiang laughed: "Thank you, Uncle Yang." ”

"There are also rewards for the runner-up, because your performance is so good, so the General Administration has decided that in addition to the runner-up reward that has been stipulated for a long time, you can personally apply to the General Administration of Martial Arts to choose any one of the S-level martial arts and five million yuan, as an additional recognition for you, and thank you and Qi Lin for joining forces to dedicate such a wonderful final to us."

As soon as Yang Wuving's words came out, everyone began to applaud, except for those geniuses who were about to participate in the draft.

This is what Zhu Ling deserves.

But this is also unruly, but the General Administration of Martial Arts itself sets the rules, and no one can say anything.

Zhou Feng could only sigh: "The General Administration is really optimistic about Zhu Ling." ”

Lu Yifu chuckled, but his eyes were a little cloudy.

He joined Tulip Country because he could enjoy more resources there.

As it turned out, this decision was not wrong.

But now, it is obvious that the Celestial Empire has also begun to increase its support for martial artists.

With the national strength of the Celestial Empire, once it begins to tilt resources towards outstanding warriors, what kind of strong man will it promote?

It's scary to think about.

Why didn't you have this life back then?

Thinking of this, even Lu Yifu's state of mind was filled with a trace of jealousy.

Zhu Ling didn't make a choice right away, and for personal rewards, he could contact the General Administration of Martial Arts within three days after the game.

The only medals, trophies and cheque cards that the General Administration brought to the scene were cash prizes.

As the runner-up, Modu University received half the reward less than Lin Da, but it was enough to be enviable.

S-level martial arts and 25 million yuan are the final rewards for their battles this season.

Among them, the S-level martial arts are provided by the General Administration of Martial Arts, and 25 million yuan comes from the TV broadcast share.

When the rest of the Modu University team held up the check card representing 25 million yuan, everyone gave them a standing ovation again.

To the applause of tens of thousands of people, they walked off the podium.

The music of "We Are the Champions" sounded, a classic piece of music that is familiar to the whole world, and everyone's enthusiasm was ignited.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Qi Lin and the five of them, led by An Guangqian, came to the podium.

Yang Wudi personally brought medals for them, and then encouraged them in turn:

"Coach An, I won the championship of the University ~ Student Martial Arts League after a small trial, congratulations, I hope to see you again in the Chinese Super League next season."

"Lu Shanshan, Tai Chi is very good."

"Zhou Tong, yes, you didn't drop the chain in front of the people in your hometown, your parents must be proud of you."

"Deserted, calm in combat, the future is limitless."

In the end, Yang Wushu came to Qi Lin.

After personally bringing the golden championship medal to Qi Lin, Yang Wushu patted Qi Lin's shoulder vigorously and laughed: "Good boy, it really didn't disappoint me." ”

Qi Lin grinned: "Thank you Yang Bureau for your cultivation." ”

He knew in his heart that he had actually enjoyed a lot of convenience provided by the General Administration of Martial Arts, both openly and secretly.

No matter how others complain about the General Administration, as a person with vested interests, he feels that the General Administration is doing a good job.

He has not been wronged in any way when it comes to defending his own people.

"Keep cheering at the draft, it's a competition for the whole world, defeat the most powerful exotic talent, win glory for the country, your master will definitely be proud of you." Yang Wushu expressed his expectations.

In fact, there is a deep meaning that he is stuck at the age of 20 in the draft.

Because Qi Lin and Zhu Ling are eighteen this year, and next year will be nineteen.

And a three-year-old step-up, a generation of martial artists, with the strength of Qi Lin and Zhu Ling, will not feel too much pressure in the face of a one-year-old genius.

Their age, too, is just right.

Qi Lin naturally understands the difficulties and glory of the draft, but he is at the moment when his confidence is bursting.

"Yang Ju, I don't feel like I'm enjoying a newcomer king, and I just want to play with another champion."

"Haha, okay, okay, I like young people to be crazy." Yang Wushu laughed.

Young, who is not frivolous?

That's how he came back then.

Yang Wudi took the trophy handed to him by the person next to him, which represented the supreme glory of the university~student martial arts league.

"Qi Lin, give."

Zilin took the championship trophy and raised it above his head.

In the Jinluan Palace, salutes were fired.

The champion of this season's University ~ Student Martial Arts League - Lincheng University.

"We're champions."

Zhou Tong shouted, and at the same time caused the echo of the classmates of Lincheng University in the Jinluan Hall at this moment.

This is the first championship for Lincheng University.

Centennial glory.

Then, Yang Wushu personally put on the crown for Qi Lin.

The crown of the rookie king.

On the podium, including Zhu Ling, everyone bent down and bowed in front of Qi Lin.

This is a salute to the king.

This is the glory that belongs only to the king of newcomers.

The glory that belongs to Qi Lin alone.