Fang Che smiled on the ring, raised his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Mo, for your permission."
Then he steadily stepped down,
His steps were steady and his face was cold and unchanged.
The immeasurable meridians run quietly, washing the meridians of the legs over and over again, and the injury slowly recovers.
He took the cloak handed over by Fang Qingyun, put it on his body, and stood in the front row of the crowd, looking at the stage.
Obviously to watch the opponents fight.
He stood tall and straight, as if he didn't seem to care about the legs that had just collided with each other more than 700 times, or it might not have affected him at all.
At this moment, everyone immediately saw who won and who lost in the battle just now.
It's clear at a glance.
As expected, Mo Ganyun lost.
But even though he lost, no one dared to look down upon him at all. On the contrary, everyone felt this way in their hearts: He is really a good man.
…
In this battle from thirteen to seven, except for Jing Shuanggao who had a bye, everyone else really showed their true skills.
Ding Juran and others could not win with one move.
Everyone got into a fight.
In the end, the top seven were decided, including Fang Che, Ding Juran, Qiu Yun Shang, Huo Chulian, Xie Gongping, Jing Shuanggao, who had a bye, and one person who exceeded everyone's expectations.
Sing in the rain!
This being who was originally ranked eleventh!
It turns out that the stronger ones have been catching up, and until now, they have not fallen behind.
Next is the seventh to the fourth.
Obviously another person is going to have a bye.
We will soon reach the championship, second and third place.
The betting area below was filled with people and people were jumping up and down.
After Fang Che's battle, everyone saw his potential, and he can be said to be the clear favorite to win the championship.
Who wouldn’t want to take advantage of this?
But now, the betting office is closed.
Refuse to bet!
According to the instructors: If you are betting now, you might as well wait until the champion comes out before betting!
That way you can make a sure profit without losing money.
Then there was a wailing on the campus!
Although the suspense still exists, many people have lost the opportunity to recover their losses and have lost their money.
Because the people they bet on have now been eliminated.
A referee came over and asked Fang Che: "How is it?"
Fang Che moved his legs and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter!"
"Don't show off."
"No effort."
"That's good."
The referee immediately announced: "Seven into four, after lunch in the afternoon."
Fang Che moved his legs a little to feel the healing effect of the Wuliang Sutra on his legs, and couldn't help but look at Mo Ganyun opposite.
It felt like he had just stretched his leg against a steel bar for a long time. It really hurt, but Fang Che held it back.
In fact, even if it was more serious and the leg bone had been cracked, as long as it was not completely broken and the outcome was still undecided, Fang Che could continue to swing without changing his expression.
The cruelty of Lao Jianghu: It is better to break a leg than to lose one's life.
Fang Che felt like laughing a little while moving.
Mo Ganyun's legs are indeed very strong; unfortunately, he is not as good as his orthodox practitioner, and his cultivation level is slightly weaker than his own.
Third level martial artist!
If Fang Che uses his third-level martial arts skills to kick Mo Ganyun, nothing will happen.
However, one leg still hurts a lot. Fortunately, it has almost recovered now.
Mo Ganyun caught his gaze, burst out laughing, and then strode over, his trouser legs still rolled up, revealing a shockingly purple and swollen calf.
It gives people a rather weird feeling.
Mo Ganyun walked over as if there was no one around, put his arm around Fang Che's shoulders familiarly, and asked, "You guys, don't you feel any pain?"
Fang Che's face was expressionless: "Who told me to win? Even if it hurts, I have to pretend that it doesn't hurt."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Mo Ganyun laughed again.
People who are familiar with him are a bit suspicious: When did this big guy like to laugh so much?
"Later, hit harder!"
Mo Ganyun did not shy away from pointing his finger at Huo Churan and the others, and said: "These guys don't seem to be the kind of people who are used to confrontation. As long as you force them to collide a few times, it will make sure that their grinning activities are inconvenient.
.”
His words really touched on the weaknesses of these people.
After all, there are only a few people in the entire continent who can fight like Fang Che and Mo Ganyun.
Ding stood alone, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't hear anything and didn't react at all.
This person is standing in the middle of a sea of people, but it feels like he is standing alone in a vast desert.
No matter how many people are around him, he is always lonely.
Huo Churan and the others glared at Mo Ganyun, but Mo Ganyun didn't care and stared back one by one: "Why, you are not convinced? Why don't you have a fight with me first?!"
When Huo Chu started, they all turned their heads and rolled their eyes.
The competition between the Seventh and Four Promotions is in the afternoon, and these people are so confused that they are now facing off against Mo Ganyun Hard Steel, who has the strength to be a champion!
Even if you win, the gains outweigh the losses.
They all turned their faces away.
Qiu Yunshang looked at Mo Ganyun's face and said: "This is the problem, let's find a chance to do it!"
Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up: "Okay!"
The drawing of lots began immediately.
Fang Che was the first to smoke.
When I got the signature in my hand, there was a person on the opposite side who looked up, full of fighting spirit.
Ding Jingran!
In the battle between Seven and Four, Fang Che met his second mission target.
The others drew lots one after another, and Singing in the Rain got a bye, which made him relieved. The first few were like animals, and they would have accumulated a lot of energy if they had to fight less.
He was really afraid that a fight would break his legs, arms or something, so he wouldn't have to fight anymore.
Fang Che smiled kindly at Ding Ziran and said in an unusually kind manner: "Brother Ding, I have long admired your name. Take a good rest at noon. In the afternoon, we two brothers will have a good time making out."
Ding Jieran didn't expect Fang Che to be so kind. He was stunned for a moment and said with a stiff face: "You too!"
With these three words, he turned away with a stiff face.
Fang Che was stunned.
I have always been known to cherish words like gold, but today I met a person who cherishes words like gold?
Then everyone dispersed.
Fang Che failed to go home and was caught by Fang Qingyun, so he went to the martial arts academy dining hall.
Accompanying him were four girls who were smiling and happy, and eight boys who looked disappointed, as if they were mourning for their heirs.
Fang Qingyun asked sympathetically: "Lost again?"
"Lost..."
The eight of them almost wanted to die: "We were all kidnapped by Mo Ganyun. But you did it."
Fang Che: "..."
But think about it, this is reasonable.
These guys hang out together every day. As long as one analyst analyzes that Mo Ganyun has great hope, then they will definitely bet on Mo Ganyun.
After all, brothers advance and retreat together - boys are basically like this.
This is called either a total victory or total annihilation.
Now it seems that there is no big victory.
If it were a group of girls playing together, the bets would definitely be different. Maybe eight people may say the same thing on the surface, but secretly bet on eight targets.
"Cousin, you've hidden it too deeply... If only you could reveal it to us..."
The eight people were lamenting to death.
Fang Che looked helpless: "What kind of people are there on the other side? To put it bluntly, until now, if you bet on me, you might still lose! We are all freshmen, who is sure of winning in this matter?"
When everyone heard it, this made sense.
Just as the food was served, the eight people turned their grief and anger into appetite, and it was like a storm.
One by one, they patted Fang Qingyun on the shoulders: "Brother! I will hang out with you in the next six months."
Fang Qingyun's eyes widened: "It seems that you even pledged your meal money?"
Eight people had sad faces.
One of them turned his pocket out and hung it outside with a look on his face: "There won't be any left behind!"
"puff!"
Several girls laughed and their flowers trembled.
Fang Che asked curiously: "Senior Sister Liu, where are you four?"
"We are different!"
Senior Sister Liu said proudly: "From the very beginning, even before the first game, we staked you on yourself!"
Fang Che immediately admired him: "You are so discerning. I didn't show anything at that time."
Senior Sister Liu laughed dryly and said: "It's not that I'm looking forward to you winning the championship, but mainly because I want to see more of your face. After all, there will be many opportunities to play and eat together in the future. If I don't bet on you, I won't be embarrassed to be together in the future.
Have a meal."
Several other girls nodded repeatedly: "My cousin, this face is good for rice. Looking at this face, I can eat half a bowl of rice more."
"I can have one more bowl."
Fang Che was stunned: Can this still happen?
Another senior sister said: "Besides, I didn't bet much, just treat it as beauty and meal money. I don't care whether I win or lose."
Fang Che had a black line on his head:...
Beautiful scenery and meal expenses?
When did this word appear in me?
Could it be that you are mistaken!
The meal was very sumptuous.
Fang Qingyun treated him to a treat, including monster meat and nourishing porridge.
After calculating the accounts, Fang Che was shocked: "This meal is only two points?"
"Of course."
Fang Qingyun said: "Do you think these points are good? If it weren't for you, these two points would be enough for me to take them for seven days."
"..."
Fang Che looked confused: "Such a currency is so... so strong!"
…
It's afternoon in a blink of an eye.
The opening scene belongs to Fang Che!
On the ring, Fang Che was dressed in a black cloak with dark gold and dark patterns, standing in the wind, his hair fluttering, his clothes fluttering, and the dark patterns undulating.
Invisibly, there is a feeling of "injury and weakness".
But Ding Juran on the opposite side is as if he is facing a formidable enemy!
After witnessing Fang Che's battle between sky thunder and earth fire in the morning, Fang Che's 'weak' attitude could not deceive him at all.
The two stood opposite each other, with their eyes facing each other.
Fang Che was the first to speak: "Brother Ding's journey to this point has not been easy. Fang feels the same way. Before the competition in the ring, I have something to say. I hope Brother Ding will listen carefully."
Ding Jerran's rigid face showed a little surprise and said, "Say."
"Brother Ding is a hero among men, and I, Fang Che, don't want to be your enemy. What's more, the competition in the ring is just a teaching method in the school, and there shouldn't be any hatred. I wonder if Brother Ding agrees with what I say?
"
Ding Ziran nodded and said, "Of course."
"So, regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, I hope to make friends with Brother Ding through martial arts. I hope that we can promote progress together in the future. I also hope that one day in the future, I can help each other with Brother Ding on the battlefield or in times of crisis.
barrier!"
Fang Che's words were extremely serious and sincere."
Ding Juran also felt his sincerity and nodded: "Me too."
His face has always had a very stiff expression, and it seems that he is definitely a stern person in normal times. Now when he speaks, he speaks word by word.
And he speaks very slowly.
He seems to be very poor at communicating.
Smiling at this moment affects the muscles on the face that have been stiff for a long time, which makes people feel a little forced.
But this was the friendliest expression he could make.