"Wow! Wow!"

The stands were in an instant, with cheers, cheers and shouts spreading all over the venues. Although they didn't understand, such a clean and neat battle made them feel a sense of emotion.

"Fang Cheng! Fang Cheng!"

The unified shouts became neatly.

Zhao Fanxiang stared at Lin Nuannuan who was so excited beside her, and looked at Lin Nuannuan who stood up and shouted loudly as everyone stood up and shook her arms.

Can you be more reserved...

This was the last thought in her heart, and then she was drowned out by the huge cheers.

Han Wenshi wiped his eyes hard, as if confirming his vision.

He never expected that Fang Cheng's martial arts strength was so powerful! Even if Fang Cheng drove a supercar, Han Wenshi was envious for a while.

But at this moment, looking at my usual good friend standing straight on the ring, receiving the warm celebrations of tens of thousands of people...

He felt a little distressed, and he thought of his thoughts that he had not recognized Fang Cheng's thoughts.

Chu Zhongyuan stretched his neck and trembled his eyes a few times. His limited brain capacity was a little insufficient.

Fang Cheng?

How could he win? This is impossible!

Chu Zhongyuan gritted his teeth tightly. His previous actions completely made a wedding dress for Fang Cheng. He turned his head to look at Chen Wenting, as if he wanted to seek some kind of comfort.

Chen Wenting stared at the highly anticipated young man on the ring.

A mouthful of bitter spring water fell from her heart and spread to her body little by little. She could not care about Chu Zhongyuan's thoughts.

On the ring.

The yellow-clad referee waited for a while and then announced the fourth game.

A young man walked out of the Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall, but he was not afraid of abstaining from power, but calmly walked towards the arena.

Even if you lose, you will lose in the ring.

He felt heavy in his heart. Even his senior brother Tan An defeated three moves. How many moves could he hold on?

Two tricks?

Fang Cheng stretched out a finger, raised it over his head, and turned it around.

Since he is in the limelight, he should just be arrogant to the end. He also has to pretend to be arguing hard. It is not his personality to be rude.

One move!?

Based on the scene of Tan An’s defeat just now, the classmates in the stands suddenly guessed what Fang Cheng meant.

Too strong.

Too lawless.

Although this behavior was impolite and even frivolous, the people watching this scene in the stands for some reason a surging feeling of pleasure rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Too exciting...too exciting...

Martial arts is never a game that you humble me. Here, victory is the first, friendship cannot even be ranked second!

The students of Yunda, who have been following the rules and are restricted by various regulations, were completely excited and screamed even more enthusiastically.

It seems to be supporting Fang Cheng.

Because he did something that ordinary people dare not do, and because he was so excited about watching it.

The suppression and worries caused by Chu Zhongyuan and Liu Wu's abstention before were wiped out, and they were waiting for Fang Chengyunda to bring victory.

The young man was stunned and furious. He had to take a few steps forward and attack after he had to take a strong attack without waiting for the referee to announce the verdict.

Fang Cheng quietly watched him rushing to him, then raised his palm and slapped it out like a phantom! The young man who was holding his arms was shaken away by the huge force and threw it backwards.

Like Tan An, he fell to the ground.

The yellow-clothed referee stopped the young man's urge to continue to move forward, walked over and raised Fang Cheng's arm high: In the fourth round, Fang Cheng wins!

Then, the fifth round began.

It is also simple, with a whip leg that is light and light, and the breeze swept away the fallen leaves.

The yellow-clothed referee sighed, this kind of strength is among the top young warriors in the entire cloud sea.

He walked to Fang Cheng and sentenced:

"Fang Chengsheng!"

"The fourth round of the fifth group of Yunhai Youth Competition, Yunhai University Martial Arts Club won!"

Tens of thousands of people in the stands stood up, regardless of their red palms, and gave applause to Fang Cheng on the ring, and shouted:

"Fang Cheng! Fang Cheng!"

Fang Cheng bowed to the surrounding stands, and hot eyes gathered on his body. His heart was also hot, and a stream of glory that he had never experienced before rose from his heart.

Yes, I am Lord Yun.

Fang Cheng received so many gazes for the first time. Not only was he not nervous, but he felt a refreshing mood with a high spirit.

He felt the joy at this moment, proud, nodded to the yellow referee with a smile, glanced at the people in Zheng'an Martial Arts Hall on the other side of the ring, and walked off the ring.

If Tan An dares to be arrogant, then I will be more arrogant than you and stronger than you.

Let you smile proudly and get out with a dejected look.

Fang Cheng walked under Lin Nuannuan's seat, reached out to take the phone, meal card and other items, turned around and walked towards the passage, and left Yundawu Dang Hall.

He was a little hungry, and he had already defeated his opponent anyway, so he didn't have to stay any longer.

Lin Nuannuan was stunned and hurriedly walked down the stairs beside her and followed Fang Cheng.

When Han Wenshi and others saw Fang Cheng walking over, they couldn't help but breathe, staring at the young man who was emitting light and couldn't open his eyes.

The four girls wearing light makeup had their hands and feet numb, and their eyes were fixed on this ordinary face. They were still immersed in the scene where Fang Cheng defeated his opponent strongly, holding his breath.

Suddenly, I remembered the discussions between several people before the game. The four girls couldn't help but look at each other. They were really blind and didn't know the gold and jade.

Zhao Fanxiang, who was sitting next to Lin Nuannuan, swallowed her saliva barely, curled her lips, and thought to herself: You wouldn't say it earlier if you were so powerful... I was so scared that I was terrified for a long time.

She just thought Fang Cheng was very powerful, but Zhao Fanxiang herself was not sure about the exact degree.

Seeing Lin Nuannuan bowing her head and following Fang Cheng, like a young wife, Zhao Fanxiang's mouth was twitching and almost dislocated:

My dear mother, it turns out that Nuannuan is the most conscientious person, so this is not a potential stock...

It's obviously a diamond stock!

"I'm better than my brother." Huang Xiuguang bit his tongue hard and murmured.

Sitting not far away, the virgin squad leader and others stared at the classmate in a daze. They were extremely puzzled. Fang Cheng, who was so arrogant and cool, was he really the one they knew?

The low-key and silent classmates and extremely powerful martial arts masters, these two figures slowly merged into their hearts. They all had a name: Fang Cheng.

In the stands, many eyes were filled with admiration and envy, watching Fang Cheng walk out, and a goddess-level cute girl was following behind him.

The winner in life!

This is the boys' sigh.

Is the famous grass master? It's a pity, why isn't it me...

This is the girls' complaint.

The sigh echoed in the venue.

At this time, most of the eyes in the stands were focused on Fang Cheng, immersed in the victory he had won with his hand, and forgot about that ordinary but eye-catching face.

No one paid attention to a group of people in the martial arts club.

Chu Zhongyuan's eyes were dull and his whole body seemed extremely depressed. He was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't breathe.

This cheer and this celebration should be his own... Chu Zhongyuan grabbed his messy hair hard, turned around and ran to the locker room.

He doesn't want to stay here.

Not thinking for a second.

Chen Wenting and others looked at each other for a few times, showing bitter and awkward smiles, lowering their heads and not daring to look up. The eyes in the stands seemed to be burning with them.

They followed Chu Zhongyuan into the locker room one after another.

It seems to be escaping something.

Liu Wu followed the last. Since Fang Cheng came to the stage and swept across the world and won the victory, he has been flirting with his eyebrows and thinking about something. His rough face and deep thought expression seemed extremely contradictory.

Suddenly, he paused, his mouth wide open, and his eyes revealed a look of horror:

Damn... That amazing man just now seemed to be the little silk when he was recruiting for new recruits last semester. Fang Cheng, yes... just this is his name!

Liu Wu had a bitter face. He hurriedly followed the martial arts club to escape into the locker room. He whispered in a tact: I really have enough of living... What's this called? Trying to death!

Please pray to God and Buddha, please let the fierce man not see me, treat me as a fool, forget me...

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"Pooh!"

Tan An stood on the other side of the ring and spat hard, looked at the silent junior brothers, then glanced at the stands, feeling depressed and was about to explode.

"Let's go... let's go?"

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the martial arts student who was talking. His eyes trembled for a while, controlled the surging anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Walk!"

After returning to the martial arts hall, he didn't know how to explain to the owner.

Thinking of his promise before departure, Tan An was inexplicably sad and angry, why did he meet this big monster Fang Cheng again? Damn it!
Chapter completed!