Soon, the stands were full and the time was 10:20.

"There is ten minutes left to start!" Zhao Fanxiang's eyes were bright, and she seemed to see the scene of victory cheering for a while.

Lin Nuannuan also clenched her hands together, she didn't know Fang Cheng's strength.

But seeing that my best friend is full of confidence, I feel much more at ease.

"Chengcheng? Don't you go and stand with them?" Lin Nuannuan pointed to the members of the Yunda Martial Arts Club standing on one side of the ring.

Fang Cheng's answer was very short: "No."

"Then how do you participate in the competition later?" Lin Nuannuan tilted her head. The stand was 1.5 meters high from the location, and after going down, it was still more than ten meters away from the arena.

"Haha, just go on."

Lin Nuannuan was thinking about how Fang Cheng would go on, but then Fang Cheng asked lightly: "Oh, by the way, who will he fight?"

“Yeah? Alas?”

Lin Nuannuan's still smiling face suddenly freezes.

It seemed like a mechanical one, she turned her eyes one by one, looked at Fang Cheng, and asked in disbelief: "Don't you know?"

You can tell such things by just a glance at the Tieba.

Fang Cheng laughed a few times: "Forgot..."

Lin Nuannuan was speechless, drooped her little head, thought for a while, and said, "The one who will fight later is: Zheng'an Wudang Hall."

kindness?

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes, as if he had some impression of the name.

He frowned, stared at the ring with his eyes, and suddenly remembered: Isn’t Tan An whom he met on the Little Pearl Cup the only one from Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall?

Interesting.

An arc was drawn on the corner of his mouth. He was originally not interested in playing, but... he thought about Tan An's expression when he saw him later.

Fang Cheng smiled and looked forward to it between his eyebrows.

Lin Nuannuan lifted her long hair behind her shoulders, looked at Fang Cheng's strange expression, and was speechless.

This was the first time she saw Fang Cheng’s smile like this, and she was a bit bad...

The smell of wilted and wilted.

On the other side of the ring, the locker room door slowly opened.

A young man wearing a light brown short top and wearing a martial arts uniform with a black background and white edges, and a rosy complexion led his junior brothers and sisters to the bottom of the other ring.

Tens of thousands of gazes were staring at the entire stands.

The young man was calm and didn't care at all. Instead, he turned his head calmly and joked with his junior brothers and sisters.

Fang Cheng looked closely and smiled.

Isn't that Tan An?

The yellow-clad referee was also ready, walked onto the ring, took a light breath, and was very relaxed.

He knew the result of this game without guessing. Tan An is a signature genius in Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall and has already reached the early stage of professionalism.

On the other hand, there were a group of rookies with strong student spirit.

The yellow-clad referee sighed secretly, this game was very unfair to Yun Da. Tan An was 25 or 26, and Chu Zhongyuan, the oldest person on Yun Da, was only 21.

How to fight?

Yunda Wu Dang Hall is sure to lose.

He calmed down his complex thoughts and said aloud to the megaphone: "In the fourth round of the fifth group match, Yunhai University Martial Arts Club will compete with Yunhai Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall."

Then, he looked at the contestants list in his hand: "First game, Chu Zhongyuan vs. Tan An."

Chu Zhongyuan checked the information from Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall online last night. After checking, his chest seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Oh shit.

Professional first-level warrior Tan An?

No matter how he fights, he will definitely lose today!

He originally planned to do his best to win, but Tan An of Zheng'an Martial Arts School is a professional warrior. What will he win?

In desperation, he stayed up all night and finally made a decision...

"I admit defeat."

In the quiet venue, Chu Zhongyuan's voice echoed in the ears of the students in the stands.

An uproar occurred.

How long does it take to go from quiet to heavy?

The students in the stands told Chu Zhongyuan that it only took two seconds.

In an instant, curses started everywhere, and even those who were willing to comfort themselves kept silent. Abstaining from giving up is the most humiliating and despising act.

You can't beat it, but don't even have the courage to go on stage?

Chu Zhongyuan, you can be the leader of the Yunda Martial Arts Club.

A few people even walked down the stairs of the stands and had to go forward and start scolding. They were pulled by several people before they could stop their impulse.

Zhao Fanxiang was stunned and had a bad premonition in his heart.

No matter how strong Fang Cheng is, he can't be allowed to fight from beginning to end alone, right?

Han Wenshi, Huang Xiuguang and others were also furious. He was so unsuccessful that he just gave in. Huang Xiuguang knew Fang Cheng's strength, so he seemed calmer.

But Han Wenshi stood up and shouted angrily with most people.

Soon, the sound gathered into one: "Garbage, waste, get out..."

They could only use this kind of shout to express their complex feelings of hating Chu Zhongyuan for not fighting and flinching.

The yellow-clad referee frowned and looked at the noisy stands, exhaling: "Quiet!"

This deep shout immediately scared the students in the stands, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

The yellow-clad referee continued: "The Yunhai Youth Championship is not allowed to abstain from the defeat at will. Please come to the stage to explain the situation."

Chu Zhongyuan listened to the voice of the stands, his face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't want to make such a shameful act!

He roared in his heart:

You stupid players are professional! Do you know the professional level? If you are so trash, I can’t win even if I go on stage!

Chen Wenting's face was even darker, and her delicate face was so gloomy that it could drip into water.

Chu Zhongyuan was stunned: "Yeah? Let me go on stage to explain the reason?"

The stands quieted down, and tens of thousands of eyes were staring at Chu Zhongyuan, silent silence, they did not want to perish in silence.

So we are all waiting for the moment of explosion.

Once Chu Zhongyuan can't explain clearly, he will suffer from the saliva and anger of tens of thousands of people.

You know, he played for Yunhai University.

Doing this is slapping Yunhai University in the face, and doing this is trampling on the collective sense of honor in their hearts.

Chu Zhongyuan took a deep breath, held his hand tightly, and his blue veins were exposed. He walked into the center of the ring and took the wireless microphone from the yellow referee.

Tan An has been in a proud life recently. He has to enjoy his love with all his happiness and his personality has become more ostentatious.

He sneered, walked to Chu Zhongyuan, gave a thumbs up, then suddenly looked down, with a look of contempt and extremely arrogant.

Listening to the shouting and accusations of the tsunami of the tsunami of the ring, Tan An laughed, and he liked this feeling. Humiliating his opponent would bring him pleasure, especially under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the stands.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't care about Chu Zhongyuan's eyes that were about to spew out flames. He put his left index finger on his lips and made a booing move towards the stands. He turned around so that the audience could clearly see this scene.

In the stands, the students of Yunda's heads were almost always glaring and their teeth were gnashing. Tan An's outrageous actions made them unable to bear it.

The yellow-clad referee hurriedly stopped Tan An's actions, took the microphone in Chu Zhongyuan's hand, and shouted: "Quiet!"

Then, he handed the microphone back to Chu Zhongyuan and signaled him to explain the situation.

“…”

Chu Zhongyuan glanced around the stands silently. He had no time to be angry at Tan An's actions. Standing on the ring, he had completely different feelings from the bottom of the ring. He didn't know how to explain for a moment, and his heart was numb.

Sudden!

A flash of inspiration flashed, Chu Zhongyuan's eyes lit up, and he laughed:

"Students, there is a reason why I abstained from the power and surrender. You must not know that there is a master hidden in our Yunhai University who claims to be able to win three in one fight!"

"Even, he had negotiated with us, asking Liu Wu and I to give up first, and let him compete with three to complete the Jedi reversal! As for the starting lineup, he felt that it was not shocking enough, not explosive enough!"

"I am here to represent the second warrior Liu Wu who came to power, and admit defeat! As for the last warrior, he will bring glory to us Yunda and unquestionable victory to everyone. His name is..."

Chu Zhongyuan took a deep breath and shouted: "Fang Cheng! Students, cheer for Fang Cheng!"
Chapter completed!