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On one hand, Zhang Xueliang was angry. On the other hand, he had used the One Breath Punch too much and his lungs were injured. That was why he vomited blood.
Wen Qingzhi was a little confused when he saw Zhang Xueliang vomiting blood. "What's going on? Judge, you have to be my witness. I didn't hit him at all. He vomited blood himself."
The judge was speechless. Who would care about this at this time?
The medical staff who were already on standby quickly ran over and checked Zhang Xueliang. One of the doctors said, "There's no danger to his life. However, we still have to go to the hospital for a detailed examination to know the specific situation."
Zhang Xueliang was carried away just like that.
Wen Qingzhi didn't know whether to stay or stand on the stage. "Judge, Zhang Xueliang and I have the same score. Who is going to advance?"
The audience who didn't know the truth were also cheering.
Many people were calling for Wen Qingzhi to advance. The main reason was that Wen Qingzhi was still fine. However, Zhang Xueliang was sent to the hospital. It was obvious that Wen Qingzhi was more powerful.
The competition stopped for twenty minutes. The head judge walked up and said, "I will now announce the results of the competition between Zhang Xueliang and Wen Qingzhi. Since Zhang Xueliang and Wen Qingzhi have the same score, the organizing committee has decided to let both of them advance. However, since Zhang Xueliang can't participate in the following competitions, he will be in tenth place. They are tied for tenth place. "
Hearing the results, Wang Xing laughed.
The next competition.
According to the rules of the top ten, the top six would advance to the top four, and the top four would advance to the top two. The two would compete for the championship.
Wang Xing watched listlessly. When the top four were decided, he was surprised to find that Jing Yun hadn't been eliminated.
This also proved the power of an A-grade talent once again.
Wang Xing was worried that Liu Fan would go up against Wen Qingzhi directly.
The result was still okay.
Wen Qingzhi's opponent was Hu Chennan. He was a young man who had learned martial arts from Shaolin for a few years. Liu Fan's opponent was Jing Yun.
First, it was the battle between Wen Qingzhi and Hu Chennan. After the battle with Zhang Xueliang, Wen Qingzhi's strength had improved. In the end, he defeated Hu Chennan without much effort.
Then, it was the battle between Liu Fan and Jing Yun.
In the arena.
Liu Fan thought about what Wang Xing had told him and couldn't help but smile. "Master wants me to give Jing Yun a good beating. Could it be that he has a grudge against him?"
Jing Yun looked at Liu Fan nervously. Everyone was now calling Liu Fan 'One Move Bro', or even 'One Move Emperor'. Compared to Liu Fan, Jing Yun did not have much confidence.
Still, Jing Yun had the courage to fight.
"It's just a one-shot. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Jing Yun comforted himself.
With a whistle, the competition between the two began.
Liu Fan waved his hand at Jing Yun. "How boring. I didn't even meet a decent opponent for the whole day. I thought that I would meet a stronger one in the end, but I didn't expect to meet the weakest one. Sigh, forget it. It's the last round. It's too boring to finish it in one move. I'll play with you. "
"I'm not the weakest."
Jing Yun was not convinced. "Hmph, you are strong. But I'm also strong to be able to get into the top four."
"Is that so? Then let me test your so-called strength." Liu Fan said and put one hand behind his back. "To be fair, how about I give you a handicap of one hand?"
Giving him a handicap of one hand? This was called for fairness?
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. This was completely humiliating Jing Yun!
"Liu Fan, don't be so proud. Let's see how you're going to give me a handicap of one hand." Jing Yun was mad. He rushed at Liu Fan. He didn't believe that Liu Fan would give him a handicap of one hand.
"Too slow!"
"I'm here."
"You call this martial arts? What the hell? There are too many flaws."
…
Jing Yun attacked continuously for more than thirty times, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Liu Fan's clothes.
Jing Yun was so tired that he was panting. "If you have the guts, don't dodge. What's so great about your footwork?"
Liu Fan heard this and smiled. "Alright, then I won't dodge. But to make the competition more interesting, I'll give you a handicap of one leg! "
Another handicap?
He was giving him a handicap of one hand and one foot.
Jing Yun was mad. "Who asked you to give me a handicap? Come at me if you have the guts. Don't talk nonsense."
Liu Fan chuckled. "If I take the initiative to attack, I might give you a score of one hundred to zero. Don't cry then."
"Bullshit!"
Jing Yun spat. "If you give me a handicap of one hand and one foot, and you can give me a score of one hundred to zero, I'll even take your surname."
Liu Fan heard this and moved. "Then let's try it!"
All they saw was Liu Fan charging at Jing Yun with unparalleled speed, throwing a punch straight at Jing Yun's face.
Jing Yun immediately raised his fist to block. But at this time, Liu Fan jumped up and kicked Jing Yun's back.
The referee raised his card decisively. Three points.
However, this was not the end. After Liu Fan's whip kick, his leg began to perform a chain kick.
One kick after another, he kicked Jing Yun more than ten times. Even the referee was dumbfounded. He flipped the score card in his hand quickly.
According to the rules of the competition, each hit from such an attack was worth three points. Liu Fan had kicked out fifteen times and Jing Yun couldn't block all of them. That was a total of forty-five points.
"F * ck, he's not human!"
"Liu Fan is totally beating Jing Yun!"
"And he gave him a handicap of one hand and one foot. Otherwise, Jing Yun would be in a worse state."
"The point is, it doesn't seem like a minute has passed. Liu Fan is really awesome."
"This Liu Fan really knows how to play. Can't he just win properly? Why did he have to play with Jing Yun like this?"
…
Liu Fan got almost fifty points in a row. He jumped and somersaulted in the air, retreating to the side.
Jing Yun looked at the score and felt terrible.
What the f * ck!
Liu Fan laughed. "Actually, we are not on the same level. In terms of movement, I'm better than you. In terms of strength, I'm stronger than you. With your strength, it was pure luck that you could get into the top ten. Let's not talk about others. If you had met Mosquito, Zhang Xueliang, or even Xiong Yu, you would have been eliminated. "
In an instant, Jing Yun felt that all his glory had lost its brilliance.
Luck!
He could get into the top ten only because of luck.
Wang Xing couldn't help but want to give Liu Fan a thumbs up. This sentence was too well said.
The word 'luck' had not only erased Jing Yun's results, but also his Taekwondo.
Liu Fan looked at the time. There were still three minutes left. He smiled. "Do you still want to continue? Only half the time has passed. It seems like it's easy for me to get one hundred points."
Jing Yun's psychological defense was broken. He did not have the courage to continue. He said in a daze, "I admit defeat."
Liu Fan nodded. "A wise decision. At least the score is not one hundred to zero yet. You don't need to take my surname. But what you're practicing is really mediocre. If you want to learn real martial arts in the future, you have to find a good teacher. "
With that, Liu Fan left in a carefree manner.
This last sentence could be considered as helping Wang Xing complete a godly assist.
The final competition, which was the competition for the first and second place, fell to Liu Fan and Wen Qingzhi.
Both of their performances today were very exciting. Their competition for the first and second place was definitely the most exciting battle. It was already six o 'clock in the evening. Many of the audience who had planned to leave earlier stayed in order to wait for this battle. But when Liu Fan and Wen Qingzhi went on the stage, everyone felt that they had been fooled.
Wen Qingzhi said, "Liu Fan is my senior. I joined the sect a few days later than him. I'm not his match. I admit defeat in this match. "
Liu Fan's answer was even more ridiculous. "Yes, I'm the champion. Mosquito is the runner-up."
The judges were stunned.
It turned out that the battle that everyone was looking forward to the most was just a formality.
Many people cursed Liu Fan and Wen Qingzhi for fooling them. They even dragged their teachers into it.
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