Almost every contestant's victory will be greeted with cheers from the stands below.

But Wang Yan is the only exception.

After his victory, the whole stand was silent, as if he did not have any popularity.

Although this is also true to some extent, it is definitely not because Wang Yan is unpopular, so there are no cheers in the stands like after the end of other games.

It's because Wang Yan's strength is too strong and exaggerated, and Wang Yan only participated in two fights in the whole morning, and the two fights didn't add up to more than five minutes.

The two contestants from different colleges and universities, both of whom were fifth-level martial artists, were defeated in the same way, both were defeated by Wang Yan with one punch.

Looking at the major universities, they are already a fifth-level martial artist who can be regarded as arrogant, but in front of Wang Yan, they are as fragile as a toy, and there is no room to fight back.

This simply refreshed the three views of many spectators in the stands, except for a few people who already had a good relationship with Wang Yan, almost all the rest of the people were stunned, and they called perverted in their hearts.

Defeating one in one move can also be attributed to luck, but two people in a row are so easily defeated in front of Wang Yan, which is no longer explained by luck.

The whole morning had finally passed, and when it was time for lunch, the martial arts tournament was temporarily over, and everyone left their seats to eat at the restaurant on the mountain.

The restaurant is located on the edge of the mountain, in a circular shape, and its location happens to have a full view of the entire mountain, and the scenery in this restaurant is unique.

Because everyone respects Wang Ember and stays away, Wang Ember didn't take it to heart, and he found a place to sit down with a dinner plate alone, but two people ran over with a dinner plate and sat opposite Wang Ember.

"Brother Ash, you're so fierce today! Those two fifth-level martial artists are simply vulnerable in front of you!"

"Yes, yes, didn't you see the faces of the group of people in the stands, it's so exciting, Brother Ash, you are definitely the center of discussion on the forums of major universities now!"

As soon as the little fat man and the little Taoist priest sat down, they chattered and kept talking, which made Wang Yan have a headache and shook his head helplessly.

"What do you mean that you can't adjust the ranking order of the competition?"

In a preparation room, the man in the Wuji Martial Arts Hall, whom Chen Guang called Uncle Zhu, frowned and looked at the man with a baseball cap in front of him.

"Is it a matter of money? If it's a matter of money, how much do you want, just ask!" He frowned.

"Mr. Zhu, if it were a normal one, I could secretly operate and help you adjust the order of the game, but this time it was different, this time it was the alliance leader and his old man who personally adjusted the order of the game, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to do anything under the nose of the alliance leader and his old man......

The man with a baseball cap in front of him smiled bitterly and said, "So, Mr. Zhu, don't embarrass me, it's really not a matter of money or not, if I dare to help you with this, my future will not be guaranteed."

"The alliance leader, his old man? I wish the elder to personally adjust the order of the game?" Uncle Zhu was shocked.

As a veteran grand master, Zhu Lao has long since retreated to the second line, although he is nominally the president of the Wu League, but in fact, he has not asked about the world for many years, and Zhu Lao rarely asks about various matters of the Wu League, let alone deals with it personally.

The martial arts conference has been held for so many years, and it has always been arranged by the people below, and Zhu Lao will not even ask, but will visit the martial arts conference site when the time comes.

Now Zhu Lao actually came forward in person and adjusted the order of participation in the martial arts conference?

What the hell is going on?

"Why did Zhu Lao suddenly personally adjust the order of participation in the martial arts tournament?" Uncle Zhu was very puzzled.

"Well, of course, I've only heard." The man with the baseball cap whispered, "It seems that Zhu Lao personally came forward and adjusted the martial arts for the sake of that martial arts champion named Wang Yan

The order of participation in the Dao Conference seems to be to see how much potential that Wang Ember has."

"That Wang Ember was able to attract Zhu Lao's attention?" At this moment, the look of surprise on Uncle Zhu's face could not be concealed.

You must know that Zhu Lao's status in Great Xia is only second to a few martial saints, and it is much higher than that of the suppression envoys in Great Xia.

Even the founder of the Wuji Martial Arts, the great grandmaster who was a disciple of Luo Sheng, would definitely not dare to be presumptuous in the slightest when he saw Zhu Lao.

And it is such an old great master who would change the habit of not participating in miscellaneous affairs for many years because of Wang Yan, a freshman who has never met before, and start to mix in the trivial matter of the ranking order of the martial arts conference?

"What does the adjusted ranking look like?" Uncle Zhu asked.

"We don't know yet." The man in the baseball cap shook his head, and said with some uncertainty, "It seems that it is said that it is necessary to change the rules that have been going on for so many years, so that the students of the martial arts hall and the students of the martial arts academy will fight each other...... We won't know until the afternoon."

"I see." Uncle Zhu nodded thoughtfully and turned to leave.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone who had eaten and drunk enough and rested returned to the arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we now have to announce a provisional decision."

The host's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Because of the request of the superiors, the rules of the martial arts tournament have changed a little."

"Starting in the afternoon, the contestants of the martial arts tournament will no longer be divided into groups according to the difference between the academy and the members of the martial arts hall, but will be mixed and interspersed!"

As soon as this announcement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? Let the students of the martial arts hall and the martial arts academy mix and distribute groups? Isn't this nonsense? What are we martial arts academy people fighting with the martial arts hall people?".

"The students of the martial arts gym are also in their twenties, and there are even people in their thirties and forties and fifties, so let's have a group of young college students in their early twenties fight against this group of old people, what do we do to fight them? Whether it is combat experience or qi and blood, it is far inferior to them! Isn't this pure lying down?"

The host's words instantly caused an uproar on the field, and everyone couldn't understand what this operation was, why it didn't follow the original plan, but mixed the students of the academy and the students of the martial arts hall to compete together.

"Please be quiet, this is what the superiors mean, we naturally have our own considerations."

The host's voice continued to sound in the loudspeaker, and he completely ignored the discontent voices like a sea tide in the stands, and continued to say slowly: "Now, the martial arts conference continues, and the next one to appear is Yang Kun of the First Army of Great Xia and Li Yunfeng of the Tianshu Martial University!"

Although the discontent in the stands continued, the martial arts tournament continued.

"Let the students of the martial arts academy and the students of the martial arts hall compete together?"

The host's announcement, even Wang Yan, who made the stands close his eyes and recuperate, subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the competition arena with some doubts.

How unfair and unreasonable this arrangement is, logically speaking, the superiors of the Wumeng should not be unaware.

Why is this arrangement?

When such doubts flashed in his heart, Wang Yan suddenly felt that there seemed to be a gaze that fell on him from afar.

He subconsciously looked up into the distance, and his eyes fell on a tall building, but all he saw was the silver-white curtain wall, and nothing else was found.

"Someone is spying on me?" Retracting his gaze suspiciously, Wang Yan muttered to himself, not taking it to heart.

It doesn't matter who the person who is secretly spying on him is, whether it is Luo Sheng's people or Tai Sui Hui's people.

This is the martial arts conference, and there are not only several great grandmasters and powerhouses on the scene, but also countless grandmaster powerhouses who have led the team here.

If you want to make trouble here, unless you have the strength of the Martial Saint level.

Otherwise, you will never get half of the benefits.

Therefore, he does not

Heart.

"This kid is so perceptive!"

In the distant high-rise building, Zhu Lao retracted his gaze in some surprise, and Wang Yan's movement of turning his head was fully visible to him.

Although Wang Yan didn't realize that he was secretly observing, the other party was able to detect that there were faint eyes peeping at such a long distance, and such a keen perception was enough to surprise people.

"Hahaha, Zhu Lao, I told you a long time ago, our school's college entrance examination this year's martial arts champion, that is an unprecedented talent." Zhang Zehong was also in this conference room, and he laughed proudly at the moment.

Originally, as a mere grandmaster, he was not qualified to enter this conference room, but as the principal of the special martial arts academy of the First Military Martial Arts University of Great Xia, coupled with the fact that Zhang Zehong's strength has also touched the edge of the great grandmaster realm, and he is about to step into the great grandmaster realm, so he can also enter this conference room to watch the battle.

"Hmph, what kind of perceptual acuity, I think it's just a coincidence, he just happened to glance over here, and it has nothing to do with perceptual acuteness."

A cold snort rang out in the conference room.

It was still the rough-looking man who spoke.

He came from the Wuji Martial Arts Gym, and he has always been unimpressed by the students of the academy.

Zhu Lao just smiled and didn't pay attention to this man, and as a little grandmaster, Zhang Zehong naturally didn't dare to speak to refute this genuine great grandmaster, so he could only silently slander in his heart.

On the martial arts field, Wang Yan, who was so bored that he was about to grow grass, finally had another chance to play.

"I throw in the towel!"

It's just that this time, Wang Ember had just stepped on the gladiatorial arena, and his opponent jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, shouting.

What?

Wang Shen was also blinded.

So simply, just admit defeat?