Soon enough, just when the audience felt that the two people on the stage were inseparable, they saw a black shadow, like a meteor streaking across the sky, drawing a line above their heads. A perfect arc, and then with a "bang", it fell to the dirt on the far side of the ring.
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The entire venue suddenly fell silent.
After a moment of silence, the group of guards who accompanied Qin Hongyi quickly surrounded him and then rushed to help him.
"Qin Zhuangyuan, are you okay??"
"Qin Zhuangyuan, are you okay??"
"Qin Zhuangyuan, can you still stand up?"
With the support of the guards, Qin Hongyi covered his chest with one hand and stood up with difficulty.
He looked across the crowd towards Ye Qiqi, who was standing in the center of the ring, but there was an uproar in his heart.
I didn't expect that this young man was so powerful. When he kicked me with the last move, he didn't give him any chance to react!
Could it be that... this is the true strength of that young man!
Qin Hongyi was shocked and frightened in his heart. Thinking about the dozens of moves he had just fought with him in the ring, it was probably because the other party gave way to him, and he felt even more ashamed and angry at the moment.
He cupped his fists with both hands and bowed deeply to Ye Qiqi who was standing on the ring: "It's because my skills are inferior to others, so I'm willing to be inferior!!"
"Accept." Ye Qiqi saw him standing in the audience, with a look of surprise and shame on his face, and felt that this man was broad-minded.
The host standing next to the ring looked at everything happening in front of him, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"Hey, in the end it was that boy who won this year's martial arts champion!" Ye Chengan took in all the scenes of the two of them competing on the high platform. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Awesome! As expected, heroes have been born from young boys since ancient times. ! I don’t know who will win if that young man fights Hong Yu.”
Murong Hongyu followed Ye Chengan's gaze and looked at the azure figure standing on the ring. After pondering for a moment, he said in a low voice: "I may not win."
"Why did Hongyu say this??" Mo Xiuzhu was slightly startled, turned to look at Murong Hongyu, and said strangely: "I think that boy just fought Qin Hongyi dozens of times before subduing him. Yes, if Qin Hongyi is in your hands, he won’t even be able to pass ten moves!"
Murong Hongyu raised his head and glanced at Mo Xiuzhu, just shook his head, but said no more.
Mo Hanqing looked at the figure from a distance and was silent for a moment. Then he slowly stood up from the chair, brushed his robes, and said in a calm voice: "Since the results of the competition have come out, let's go down and have a meeting." That boy for a while."
"What!?" When Ye Chengan heard his words, he was stunned, "Han Qing... you... didn't you just say that you had something important to leave, why... now you don't gone??"
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Mo Hanqing turned her head gracefully, glanced at him with a pair of deep black eyes, lightly opened her thin lips, and said in a cold voice: "What, do you have an opinion??"
"No... I don't have any opinions..." Ye Chengan was glared at by his cold eyes and couldn't help but swallowed hard and said: "What... Since you want to go down and take a look, let's go down together. "