The West Youth Championship is not an ordinary entertainment event, the venue and schedule are not open to ordinary people, and the only media that can enter the stadium are two or three carefully selected official media.

The final happened to be held on the weekend, and Su Jia took a car to Hancheng the day before, but the hotel and the competition venue where the team members were staying were closed, so she had to find a place to live and wait for someone from the Ma family to pick her up.

Puyang's words and deeds were very different from usual, which made her extremely suspicious, but no matter how he coerced and lured him later, he just refused to reveal a single thing, which made people even more worried.

Early the next morning, when she saw Ma Ershao's driver, she wondered: "Why did Ershao also come to watch the game?" "Aren't businessmen busy?

The driver is a taciturn middle-aged man, and he has always been very tight-lipped, although he heard some rumors from Ma Zhiyuan, it was inconvenient to reveal it to Su Jia, so he just nodded and said, "Er Shao is a sponsor." So he drove the car into the arena in silence.

Directly send people to the stands, point to a seat, and the driver leaves first. Su Jia looked at the time, and then looked at the bustling heads around him, knowing that he might not be able to see Puyang before the end of the game.

Although the event is not open to the public, there are still many spectators. The best host of Xiqin Provincial TV Station personally went into battle, and his witty words enlivened the atmosphere of the scene. There are also classical dance performances by the Xiqin Art Troupe and Dunhuang Song and Dance Troupe and martial arts performances organized by the organizing committee.

Su Jia had no intention of watching the beautiful dance, looking through the text messages on her phone over and over again. Obviously, the boy was more accustomed to the form of letters than instant messaging, reporting to her almost everything. Because of this, the phrase "you don't want to come" seems particularly strange.

What's going on?

Not to mention that Su Jia was in a state of confusion here, and the game was carried out in an orderly manner according to the established procedures. The tournament is played in a knockout format, with the two winners of the semi-finals competing for the championship trophy and the two losers having to play another match to determine the third and third place places.

The first game is the third-place race. It was only at this time that Su Jia understood why Puyang said that she was arrogant and cheeky - they were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers, whether they were from a family or talented, they all had good skills. With her superb moves and quick reflexes, even a layman like her can easily feel the beauty of her flowing water.

Different from the gorgeousness of the martial arts performance, and also different from the slashing when Puyang fought with the middle-aged martial artist that day, these two people's every move can really be called as quiet as a virgin and as moving as a rabbit. The similar strength made them caught in a struggle, and they couldn't tell the winner for a long time.

The physical strength passed rapidly over time, and neither of them was as energetic as they were at the beginning, and their movements became as restrained as possible to save their physical strength to the greatest extent. Those who have experience will know that the end is coming: exhaustion will bring mistakes, whoever makes mistakes first, who can catch the opponent's flaws first, and who saves can win the third place trophy in the Western Youth Championship.

Staring into each other's eyes, slowly moving under their feet. The darker-skinned teenager's body shook slightly, and his opponent's eyes slammed into his slightly unstable leg, while one hand pushed away his blocking arm, and the other hand struck him in the chest.

When the two of them froze, it was the opponent who was subdued by the dark-skinned boy with a small grappling hand, and he couldn't move.

It turned out that his body shook just because he was just a feint mistake. The two had lured the enemy deep a few times before, but this time his opponent misjudged the situation, and he succeeded.

The applause was thunderous, the young man pulled up his opponent, the two clasped their fists and saluted, and went off the stage with different expressions. The host sold the guanzi on the stage, and it was a gag, and it was to introduce the history and culture of Hancheng, but he refused to invite the two championship contenders to enter.

It wasn't until the anxious audience started to heak that she announced with a smile: "The following one is what everyone is looking forward to the most in so many days, one of the two players is Dong Yu from Western Xinjiang, he has been sharpening his sword for ten years, just waiting for today's trial; The other is Pu Yang, the youngest talented player in this competition. Let's wait and see what the outcome will be—"

There were a lot of people at the scene, and Pu Yang couldn't see where Su Jia was, but he knew that she would definitely be able to see him. The opponent's expression was solemn and solemn, and Pu Yang didn't know if he knew about those private deals—I hope he didn't, because he wanted to meet a worthy opponent.

The two of them stood in front of the stage, but behind the scenes, there were countless exchanges of interests and power games. It wasn't until someone approached him the night before and offered a deal that he understood why Old Man Ma didn't let his apprentices come to the competition, but single-handedly pushed him into the arena.

He is a dark horse who has no background and no scruples, and only with him can he break the shackles caused by more and more transactions over the years.

In fact, he wanted to participate at first, just because Mr. Ma mentioned that the champion could get a prize of 100,000 yuan. But the person who came to him the night before proposed that as long as he lost and lost beautifully, he could give him 200,000.

Two hundred thousand, buy a champion. He thought those people were crazy! Faced with such a large amount of money, he was naturally tempted. How can a man who can survive independently in his world have to be raised by a girl all the time when he arrives here? He wants to prove himself, and he also wants to raise his sister.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the mind was instantly emptied, all attention was focused on the opponent, and everything outside ceased to exist.

Human beings are born in heaven and earth, without the sharp teeth of tigers and leopards, without the wings of eagles and falcons, and without the tail fins of swimming fish, and are the most vulnerable and deceitful species in the world. However, human beings imitated the benefits of tigers and leopards, the diseases of eagles and falcons, and the agility of fish, and created martial arts, which allowed them to stand between heaven and earth.

The two young men are like two budding cheetahs, just as swift and full of power. They're more like they're fighting than they've been fighting before.

They moved, dodged, attacked, and bitten, and their shiny sweat flew in the air, and salty blood dripped to the ground. The strength fell on the opponent and also on himself, and the pain aroused the will to fight even more.

The audience was silent, and even the referee was a little dumbfounded - perhaps there has been a more tragic scene in the history of the Western Youth Championship, but there has never been a scene in recent years.

Second-by-second, the referee suddenly came to his senses and forcibly separated the two. Dong Yu and Pu Yang were separated, each gasping for breath, and they made another move after glancing at each other.

Referee: "......"

Puyang played extremely happily. He sealed his internal strength, but it was still the most enjoyable battle he had ever had in this world. Dong Yu's strong strength made him meet his opponents, and even gave birth to the illusion that he was still being trained in the original world.

This round of fighting ended quickly, Pu Yang's hand fell on Dong Yu's throat, and Dong Yu froze when he was about to fight back - at that moment, he was calmed by a murderous aura that he had never seen before.

In the audience, Su Jia touched her neck, and she was also pinched like that.

At this point, the dust of the event has settled, and while the organizing committee is preparing for the award ceremony, the host brought all four players of today's competition to the stage for a short on-site interview. The third runner-up and the third runner-up both expressed their appreciation for each other, and Dong Yu said: "Puyang is younger than me, but he is more powerful than me. I can't say I'm going to be better than him in the future, but I'm looking forward to the day when I beat him. ”

The host smiled and put the microphone close to the biggest dark horse of this competition: "How does it feel like to win?" Let us know what you think! ”

Pu Yang didn't speak, and looked at her quietly. was stared at by Ling Ling with such a pair of black and white eyes, and for some reason, she suddenly lost her voice after countless big scenes. After a while, the host reacted and said with a sneer: "It seems that our little champion is not good at words......

Pu Yang stretched out his hand to take the microphone: "Warriors, their words must be believed, their deeds must be fruitful, and their promises must be sincere." Frank and open, square is the right way. Most people couldn't understand what he heard, but he knew that he had brought the words to him, and fulfilled the silent trust of Old Man Ma.

Ma Zhiyuan's driver waved at the stand, Su Jia looked at Puyang on the stand, squeezed through the cracks, and listened to the driver: "Er Shao asked me to take you to the backstage." ”

The backstage was busy, and only Ma Zhiyuan was alone. Su Jia walked over, and Ma Zhiyuan smiled very happily: "Puyang is good!" lived up to my old man's heart. Facing the unknown look, he slowly explained the ins and outs to her-

In recent years, the unhealthy trend of the predetermined ranking of the Western Youth Championship has intensified, and Mr. Ma wants to break these crooked ways, but he suffers from the lack of suitable talents: the top talents of each family are treasures, where can he be a swordman? But it happened that Puyang made such a knife.

On the day of the end of the semifinals, the people behind Dong Yu found Puyang and wanted to buy a champion with 200,000 yuan or more. Whether Puyang promised or not, no one knows. But now, the situation is clear.

Su Jia was angry at first that Old Man Ma had used Puyang as a knife, but at the end he sighed: "He told me not to come before, just because he wanted to agree......"

He didn't have to be a thorn in the side of others, she forced him to win the championship. forced him to stand on the cusp.

In a daze, the award ceremony in front of him had ended, Pu Yang walked into the backstage with the trophy and certificate, and saw his cousin at a glance.

She looked at him with a complicated expression, as if she was a little ashamed, a little apologetic, and a lot of distressed. Eventually, her expression froze into a big smile: "I said you were the best!" ”

Seeing her and Ma Ershao standing together, what else did the teenager not understand? Too lazy to explain the ins and outs of the thrilling game that is not easy to play behind the event, he gave her a genuine smile.

"I think what I'm going to give you is a championship trophy, not a night pot to be bought and sold, let alone the money from the sale of night pots."

I don't have anything, only this championship trophy is won by my own strength. You said you wanted to see me win, and I took it for you.