Chapter 113: After Eight Years, Meet Again 13
When the audience under the ring just felt that the two people on the stage were inseparable, they saw a black shadow, like a meteor crossing the sky, drawing a perfect arc above their heads, and then "bang" and fell on the dirt in the distance of the ring.
“……”
“……”
There was silence throughout the venue.
After a moment of silence, the guards who accompanied Qin Hongyi hurriedly surrounded him, and then went to support him.
"Qin Zhuangyuan, are you okay??"
"Qin Zhuangyuan, are you okay??"
"Qin Zhuangyuan, can you still stand up?"
Qin Hongyi, supported by the guards, covered his chest with one hand and stood up with difficulty.
His gaze crossed the crowd and looked at Ye Qiqi, who was standing in the middle of the ring, but there was an uproar in his heart.
I didn't expect this young man to be so powerful, and when he kicked himself with his last move, he didn't give him any chance to react at all!
Don't...... This is the true strength of that boy!?
Qin Hongyi was shocked and scared in his heart, and then thought about the dozens of moves he had made with him in the ring just now, and it was estimated that the other party let him, and he felt even more ashamed at the moment.
He clasped his fists with both hands and bowed deeply to Ye Qiqi, who was standing in the ring, and said: "You are inferior in your skills, and you are willing to bow to the wind!" ”
"Concession." Ye Qiqi saw him standing in the audience, with only a look of surprise and shame on his face, and he felt that this person was broad-minded.
The host standing next to the ring, looking at everything that was happening in front of him, opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
"Hey, in the end, it was that young man who won this year's martial champion!" Ye Chengan took in all the pictures of the two of them on the high platform just now, and couldn't help but clap his hands and exclaimed: "Amazing!" Sure enough, heroes have been teenagers since ancient times! I don't know who will win if the young man fights against Hongyu. ”
Murong Hongyu followed Ye Cheng'an's gaze to the azure figure standing in the ring, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "I may not win." ”
"Why did Hongyu say this??" Mo Xiuzhu was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Murong Hongyu, and said strangely: "I see that the young man and Qin Hongyi just now also subdued him after dozens of moves, so if Qin Hongyi is in your hands, he won't even be able to pass ten moves at all!" ”
Murong Hongyu glanced up at Mo Xiuzhu, just shook his head, but didn't speak again.
Mo Hanqing looked at the figure from a distance, was silent for a moment, and then slowly stood up from the chair, brushed his robe, and said in a faint voice: "Since the results of the game have come out, then we might as well go down and meet that young man for a while." ”
"What!?" When Ye Chengan heard his words, the whole person was stunned, "Han Qing...... You...... Didn't you just say that you had something important to leave, how could you ...... Not leaving again?? ”
“……”
Mo Hanqing turned his head elegantly, a pair of dark and deep eyes glanced at him lightly, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice said coldly: "What, have an opinion??" ”
"I didn't ...... I didn't have any opinions...... Ye Chengan was glared at by his cold eyes, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva hard and said, "What's that...... Since you want to go down and have a look, let's go down together. ”