Chapter 131 How Can This Be

The martial arts tournament is free to watch.

Some people had suggested charging fees earlier, but it was not actually implemented. So, just like the city and provincial competitions, even the national competitions use the free ticket system.

Most of the tickets are consumed locally in the capital, and there are also some friendly tickets from various provinces and cities.

If this happened in the academic world, it would cause an uproar - at least an appointment would have to be made online. But here, because the Internet is not popular and travel is inconvenient, there are not many objections.

And if you can really come to the capital, you can also queue up at the ticket office in advance.

However, to get a ticket with such excellent seats, you still need some special reasons.

For example, like Yang Zheng’s parents.

Most people, especially those from other places without connections, still get very ordinary positions.

At this moment, in a corner, there was a young girl with a gloomy face.

From her position, she couldn't actually see what was on the ring, but because there was a big screen, she could still see it clearly.

The girl was very thin and had long hair. When she heard someone say that they loved Yang Zheng, her expression changed. After seeing Yang Zheng's reaction, her expression became even uglier.

"How...how could this be..." She murmured unconsciously. Her voice was so soft that it was not noticed in this noisy space, but Li Yinuo glanced in her direction.

Wei Yijian also noticed it and looked over there.

The commentator was curious to see the two of them acting in unison, so he went to look, but he saw nothing.

He wanted to ask, but it was not appropriate in this environment. Wei Yijian and Li Yinuo looked at each other.

There was a strange aura over there just now... but it disappeared quickly. Was it dispersed by the blood and energy from the martial arts competition, or was that thing gone?

"What do the two masters think of this speed?" the commentator said.

"Very good." Li Yinuo said after a moment of hesitation.

Wei Yijian was stunned.

"Grandmaster Wei"

"Ah...good...well, very, very good..." Wei Yijian stuttered a little, feeling a little annoyed after he finished. How could he say the same thing as Li Yinuo? But he couldn't say it was bad either. Yang Zheng's move was indeed a horn-hanging move, and from his perspective, it was also good. Of course, due to the level factor, Yang Zheng's move was definitely not a match for him, but both the response and the rhythm were well-controlled.

Very good, that’s right!

But how could he say the same thing as Li Yinuo?

Fortunately, no one cared about his hesitation. With Wang Hao's earlier preparations, no one felt that they said too little. Only a few, very few, were a little confused - why is this good, but also a little bit stuttering? Could it be... Actually... Isn't Yang Zheng's move really good? But, is this not good enough? Are the requirements of a grandmaster so high?

No matter what others say, this game is over.

The second player of the Capital Team came on the court, it was Zheng Chunqiang who came on earlier.

According to the information, he is also at the middle level of innateness.

As soon as he stood up, he was greeted with cheers - he had jumped up.

Many contestants would jump like this, but his was particularly beautiful. He stood up from the Imperial Capital Team, jogged two steps, suddenly flew up, and then landed flatly on the ring - if it were placed in the Scholar's Time and Space, it would almost be like filming a light skill without the need for wire suspension. Of course, it was only limited to the second floor, and he couldn't go any higher.

This move was quite fairy-like and immediately caused an uproar.

“Wow!”

"ah!"

“So amazing!”

…

Even some viewers in Zhongzhou Province were stunned in front of their TVs, while those in the Imperial Capital were even more excited!

That's it!

How could they, the great imperial capital, lose to a province? That's it, go ahead!

In fact, the audience in front of the TV in the capital also knew Yang Zheng's strength, but they always felt that they shouldn't be so familiar with each other. When they saw someone different, they immediately got excited. However, just as they were excited, Zheng Chunqiang clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "Sister Zheng!"

Yang Zheng was about to cup her fists when she was startled by the address. Zheng Chunqiang said, "The one who is more accomplished comes first. Sister Zheng is better than me. I'm happy to call you sister!"

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…………

The previously excited audience in the capital really wanted to curse, while most of the people in Zhongzhou Province laughed. Yang Zheng blinked and said, "Willingly."

Zheng Chunqiang nodded.

Yang Zheng lifted his hair.

Well, the way Yang Xiantian lifts his hair now is very different from before.

In the past, she would lift her entire palm upwards, which was always awkward, not to mention greasy. But now, after years of practice, Yang Xiantian has found the most effective way to increase her aura. The specific movement involves gently hooking her pinky finger upwards while tilting her head slightly, lifting a strand of hair from her forehead and smiling softly.

She does this set of movements almost every day, and now she does it as smoothly as an antelope hanging on a branch.

It doesn't necessarily look very cool and handsome... It's always natural and casual, plus she has all kinds of aura now, so once she uses it, her charm value will increase again and again.

After Yang Zheng finished this action, he tilted his head again: "You are lying."

…

Zheng Chunqiang froze. Even though he had the Sheniu attribute, he was still a little panicked. However, he immediately reacted: "Where..."

"You are not willing." If you are really willing, how can you not be excited at this time?

Zheng Chunqiang was completely frozen. He was considered eloquent, but being looked at by Yang Zheng as if it was a matter of course made him speechless for a moment.

Li Yinuo couldn't help but chuckle over there, and Wei Yijian also laughed. The two of them were commentators, and the microphones were connected the whole time, so everyone on and off the court could hear it.

A burst of laughter.

The members of the Imperial Capital Team couldn't help but cover their faces.

The atmosphere created by Zheng Chunqiang earlier collapsed completely.

Zheng Chunqiang had fought his way through, so he had a pretty good mental attitude. Even though his face was red as a monkey's butt, he didn't run away. Of course, his eyes were already panicked.

He took a long breath and clasped his hands together: "Please!"

Yang Zheng nodded and bowed.

Zheng Chunqiang did not move immediately, although he really wanted to finish the game immediately.

He is a social bull with theoretical support.

All social talents, no matter whether they are born or cultivated, always have a certain level of emotional intelligence, and he has the bonus of various analytical skills.

He knew he couldn't beat Yang Zheng.

Just as he had said to Yan Ru earlier, one must have a clear judgment of the situation.

He was quite capable, but Yang Zheng... in his opinion, he was a master!

Their instructor is not a master, after all, they are still high school students, but they were tutored by a master before they came.

That was the first time he knew from experience what the gap was.

Yang Zheng, about the same.

Of course, there is still a gap between Yang Zheng and the Grandmaster, but... the feeling of beating them is the same.

Can't beat him.

Zheng Chunqiang is very clear about this. His goal is to consume Yang Zheng, and this consumption also requires strategy. Like Yan Ru, let alone consumption, it only increases Yang Zheng's momentum, so he must change his strategy.

What, really fight?

...He is actually not stronger than Yan Ru.

Maybe he is more flexible, but he is no different in front of Yang Zheng, so he just wanted to distract Yang Zheng's attention.

He had watched all of Yang Zheng's matches and was certain that she was someone with a strong sense of honor—the bright red cape she often wore, the way she waved toward the field, she was someone who wanted everyone's attention focused on her!

This is a positive answer; to interpret it negatively would be ostentatious.

And history has told us what to do with such people.

So he started to flatter Yang Zheng right away. He was also thinking about how to trick Yang Zheng into asking for advice. Maybe... although the possibility was not great, maybe, Yang Zheng would really give him some advice.

Even if he doesn't, maybe Yang Zheng will put on airs.

At worst, he won't lose anything.

He never expected Yang Zheng to directly accuse him of lying!

He, he, he...how did she know

But now is not the time to pursue this. What Zheng Chunqiang is thinking about now is how to play at his own rhythm.

If the second goal is not achieved, the first one must be achieved.

He took another deep breath, suddenly pulled back his right elbow, and rushed forward.

Earlier, Zheng Chunqiang almost flew over, not only to show off, but also because of his martial arts skills.

He was born in the Banyue Sect, and his main skill was the Silver Needle Guidance.

This sounds like they are practicing acupuncture, but that is not the case.

Half Moon is an elegant name for crane, and Silver Needle has always been associated with crane, so strictly speaking, their school still follows the path of birds.

Therefore, this skill has a fairy-like aura when it is used. At this moment, his movement is like a crane spreading its wings, which is as beautiful as spreading its tail feathers.

But this move of his was extremely dangerous in the eyes of those who knew the goods.

Not just cranes, the main attack methods of all birds are their beaks and wings. The beak requires precision, while the wings require strength.

When Zheng Chunqiang used this move, it was a direct killing move.

quick.

But the most important thing is not speed, but that his other hand has already been extended!

But even so, some people were a little confused - of course, there were people who could keep up with his speed, and most people just saw him pass by.

Those who could see clearly were wondering what the point was, but they understood the next moment.

Zheng Chunqiang sacrificed his right arm to let Yang Zheng hit him!

Injury for injury!

If Yang Zheng tried to block the right punch, his left punch would arrive!

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