The month-long martial arts tournament finals finally kicked off at this moment. Under the encouraging gazes of all the teachers and students of Nanjing University, Wang Zheng waved his hand and stepped onto the stage.
As the commentator introduced the game and the big screen continuously played highlights of Wang Zheng's performance over the past month, the cheers in the entire stadium reached their peak.
"Wang Zheng... Wang Zheng... Wang Zheng... Wang Zheng..."
"Wang Zheng, keep it up, win the championship!"
"Brother Zheng is here, the capital is at peace, Brother Zheng is here, and the championship is ours!"
"Go, junior! Go, Nanjing University!"
"Go, junior! Go, Nanjing University!"
Before long, the noisy whispers gradually subsided into a unified chorus of cheers for Wang Zheng.
Faced with this scene, our young master Wang was momentarily stunned. Looking around, he saw countless familiar but nameless faces appearing in the audience behind him.
However, seeing them wearing Nanjing University's uniforms, waving the university flags vigorously, cheering themselves on with all their might, and even getting the whole audience to shout in unison for them, was quite a sight.
At this moment, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"These must be the classmates Chu Xiaoman mentioned on the phone, who came to cheer her on out of boredom."
Seriously, instead of using this time to exercise, they came all the way to the capital. Those front-row tickets must be hard to get…”
Although he said these guys were meddling, as the noise grew louder, the corners of our young master Wang's mouth turned up slightly, clearly indicating that he was in a good mood.
While smiling and waving to thank the alumni who were cheering him on, he secretly made up his mind.
"This is the last show, so let's give all the young and old men in the south of Beijing a grand performance."
"My opponent is also in a league of their own; someone who's made it to the end must have some serious skills. And with Grandmaster Yan Hao vouching for me, I'll just have to be a little more serious and let the world see the brilliance of Nanjing University!"
As Wang Zheng finished his introduction, Fang Bi from the Imperial Capital Military Academy also came onto the field from the other end of the training ground.
At this moment, countless spectators cheered him on, and a thunderous roar of cheers swept over him, no less than the cheers that had just been for Wang Zheng.
After all, the support group from southern Beijing was only a minority; most of the audience were locals from the capital.
Although Fang Bi is not a member of Imperial University, Imperial Military Academy is still a prestigious school in the capital, so it is understandable that local audiences support him more.
In addition, this young man has a delicate appearance, wears a blue robe, and is decisive and ruthless in his actions. He defeated his enemies with a single move in several battles, which naturally attracted a large number of loyal followers in a short period of time.
As for Young Master Wang's somewhat displeased view of this pretty boy, he always felt that he was effeminate, which was also due to his subjective bias.
In reality, they are quite formidable when they get going; their mastery of fire is phenomenal, to the point that it could be described as extremely explosive...
Once the two players were on the field, the audience, who had been waiting for a long time, began to stir.
One was a handsome junior in a white shirt with a buzz cut and a smile on his face.
One was a cool, aloof guy dressed in blue, who never uttered a word.
Two contestants with vastly different styles, offering two completely different visual experiences, but both possessing faces so handsome they inspire envy.
The moment these two appeared on stage, they immediately drew screams from the female spectators on the sidelines, some of whom nearly fainted.
Fang Bi, who had never spoken before, spoke for the first time when facing Wang Zheng.
"Originally, I didn't plan to participate in such a competition, but the director and Brother Yan praised you highly and said that I should come and meet the most outstanding young generation in the world, so I came."
At first, I didn't quite agree with this, but now that I'm actually facing you, I realize you are indeed a formidable opponent. I hope you give it your all and leave no regrets!
Fang Bi's voice was somewhat low and hoarse, as if it had been through countless hours of smoke and fire.
In contrast, Wang Zheng did not get angry after hearing these rather arrogant words. He just smiled calmly, showing great composure.
Since there was some distance between them, Wang Zheng took a few steps forward and asked in a calm tone:
"Are you very confident in your abilities?"
Fang Bi nodded silently.
"Show me your full strength and fight me. Let me see what kind of person deserves the director's high regard. I hope you're not just all talk and no action, and that you won't disappoint me!"
Upon hearing his words, Wang Zheng's lips curled into a smile.
He didn't think Fang Bi was mocking him. If someone like him, with such a childish personality, hadn't truly impressed him with his abilities, why would the other party have taken the initiative to talk to him?
In previous matches, he would simply go on stage, make a move, and leave, without ever giving his opponent a proper look.
And it's quite obvious that he held back.
If it weren't for Young Master Wang deliberately trying to break the record for average win rate and add another entry to Nanjing University's honor roll, this record would most likely belong to this kid.
More importantly, for some reason, Young Master Wang felt a strong sense of familiarity with Fang Bi, as if there was some connection between them, as if he had known him for a long time.
This strange feeling made Wang Zheng feel uncomfortable.
However, Wang Zheng did not show any impropriety; he simply said something indifferently.
"As you wish!"
At the same time, seeing that the distance between the two was almost there, Wang Zheng secretly released a wisp of mental energy, actively scanning Fang Bi, who had a cold face.
Logically speaking, given the mental strength attributes of the younger generation, it should be impossible for them to detect Wang Zheng's scan.
However, Fang Bi was clearly different from ordinary people. He noticed Wang Zheng's spying immediately and frowned with some displeasure.
However, he did not feel any discomfort, so he did not speak.
Today's final match was attended by all the grandmasters. Although Wang Zheng's scanning level had been upgraded and his mental strength was now far superior, this subtle fluctuation of mental strength still failed to escape the perception of these veterans.
At this moment, all the grandmasters who had broken through to 100 points or more in their mental attributes felt the mental power emanating from Wang Zheng.
Despite his dissatisfaction, he suddenly felt that this matter could be used as a pretext.
Fang Zhenxing from Imperial Capital University was the first to speak out, complaining to Chu Tianxing with considerable dissatisfaction:
"The competition hasn't even started yet, what is your Wang Zheng trying to do? Openly breaking the rules of the competition?"
Upon hearing this, many of the principals from the Superhuman Departments, unaware of what had happened on the field, began asking their friends for information.
Yan Kaifu immediately echoed this sentiment.
“That’s right. For students who don’t follow the rules, I suggest they be expelled from the game and banned for three years as a warning to others.”
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