Lord of the night.

Chapter 42
Fang Che smiled on the ring, raised his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Mo, for your permission."

Then stepped down steadily,

His steps were steady and his face was cold and unchanged.

The infinite scriptures 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 rivals fight.

He stood tall and straight, standing tall and straight.It seemed that he didn't care about the legs that had just collided more than 700 times, or it had no effect 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 underestimate him at all. On the contrary, everyone felt like this: He is indeed a good man.

……

In the [-]th to [-]th battle, except for Jing Shuanggao's bye, everyone else showed their true skills.

Ding Juran and others could not win with one move.

Everyone is caught in a entanglement.

In the end, the top seven were decided, Fang Che, Ding Juran, Qiu Yun Shang, Huo Chulian, Xie Gongping, Jing Shuanggao got a bye, and there was someone who exceeded everyone's expectations.

Sing in the rain!
This person who was originally ranked No. 11!
It turned out that the strong ones have been catching up, and up to now, they have not fallen behind.

Next is the seventh to the fourth.

Apparently there was another bye.

Immediately to the championship runner-up.

The betting area below was filled with people and people were jumping up and down.

After Fang Che went through this battle, everyone saw his potential, so he was definitely the 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: you bet at this time, it is better to wait for the champion to come out before betting!
That way you can make a sure profit without losing any money.

So there was wailing on the campus!
Although the suspense still exists, many people have already lost the chance to make money, and the loss is set.

Because the people they bet on have now been eliminated.

A referee came over and asked Fang Che, "What's the matter?"

Fang Che stretched his legs and said with a smile, "No problem!"

"Don't try your best."

"No effort."

"That's fine."

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 I had just swung my 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 the old Jianghu: It is better to break a leg than to lose one's life.

Fang Che wanted to laugh a little while moving.

Mo Ganyun's legs are indeed very strong; it's a pity that he is not as good as his orthodox practitioner, and his cultivation level is slightly weaker than his own.

Martial artist triple!

If Fang Che uses his third-level martial arts skills to kick Mo Ganyun, nothing will happen.

But one leg is also very painful.Thankfully it's almost back to normal now.

Mo Ganyun caught his gaze, let out a laugh, and then walked over with big strides, his trouser legs still rolled up, revealing his shockingly bruised and swollen calves.

It's quite a 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 was expressionless: "Who made me win? Even if it hurts, I have to pretend it doesn't hurt."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mo Ganyun laughed again.

People who are familiar with him looked sideways: When did this big guy love to laugh so much?

"Later, hit hard!"

Mo Ganyun did not shy away from pointing at Huo Chulan and the others, and said: "These guys don't seem to be the kind of people who are used to head-to-head confrontation, as long as they are forced to hit hard a few times, it will be inconvenient for them to grin their teeth. .”

What he said really spoke of the weakness of these people.

After all, there are not many people in the whole 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, he is alone.

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?!"

Huo Churan and the others turned their heads one after another, rolling their eyes.

The seven promotions and four major competitions are just in the afternoon, and these people have their brains pumped to compete with Mo Ganyun, who has the strength of a champion!
Winning is not worth the loss.

They all turned their heads.

Qiu Yunshang looked at Mo Ganyun's face and said: "This time it's over, let's find a chance to do it!"

Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

The draw will begin immediately.

Fang Che was the first to draw.

After the sign was in hand, there was a person on the opposite side who looked up, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Ding alone!
In the battle of the seventh promotion and the fourth, Fang Che encountered the second task object.

The others drew lots one after another, and Song in the Rain got a bye, which made him heave a sigh of relief.The first few are like livestock, and they can accumulate a lot of strength if they can save one fight.

He was really afraid that his legs and arms would be broken in a fight, so he basically wouldn't have to fight anymore.

Fang Che smiled kindly at Ding Ziran, and said very kindly: "Brother Ding has admired his name for a long time, take a good rest at noon, and in the afternoon, we two brothers, have a good time making out."

Ding Ziran didn't expect Fang Che to be so kind, he was taken aback for a moment, and said with a stiff face, "You too!"

With just these three words, he turned away with a stiff face.

Fang Che was taken aback.

I have always been known for cherishing words like gold, but today I met a person who cherishes words like gold?
Then everyone dispersed.

Fang Che failed to go home, was caught by Fang Qingyun, and went to the dining hall of the martial arts academy.

Accompanying them were four cheerful girls with smiles on their faces, and eight disappointed boys who looked like they were mourning their concubines.

Fang Qingyun asked sympathetically, "Lost again?"

"lose..."

The eight of them almost wanted to die: "We all bet on Mo Ganyun. In the end, you did it."

Fang Che: "..."

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

These guys hang out together every day, as long as there is an analysis king who analyzes Mo Ganyun's great hope; then they will definitely bet on Mo Ganyun.

After all, brothers are all advancing together and retreating together-boys are basically like this.

This is called, either a great victory or total annihilation.

Now it seems that there is no big win.

If it were a group of girls playing together, the bet would definitely be different.Maybe eight people may agree on the surface, but secretly have eight goals in mind.

"Cousin, you're hiding too deeply...but let me show you a little bit..."

The eight people were lamenting to death.

Fang Che looked helpless: "The opposite side is a group of people. To put it bluntly, until now, if you bet on me, you may still lose! They are all freshmen, who is sure to win this matter."

When everyone heard it, it made sense.

Just when the food was served, the eight people turned their grief and indignation into appetite, that was 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 bet on the meal money?"

Eight people grimaced.

One of them turned his pockets out and hung them outside, with a look of disgust on his face: "There's nothing left!"

"puff!"

Several girls burst into laughter and their flowers trembled wildly.

Fang Che asked curiously: "Senior Sister Liu, where are you four?"

"We are different!"

Senior Sister Liu proudly said: "We bet on you from the very beginning, before the first match!"

Fang Che immediately admired: "I really have vision, I didn't show anything at that time."

Senior Sister Liu laughed dryly and said, "I'm not expecting you to win the championship, but mainly because I want to see more of your face. After all, there are still many opportunities to play and eat together in the future. If I don't bet on you, how can I be together in the future?" Have a meal."

Several other girls nodded again and again: "Cousin, this face is good for food. Looking at this face, I can eat half a bowl of rice."

"I can have an extra bowl."

Fang Che stared blankly: Can it still be like this?
Another senior sister said: "And I didn't bet much, just treat it as a meal fee for beauty. I don't care if I lose or win."

Fang Che's hair was black: ...

Beautiful food?

When did this word appear on me?
You are not mistaken!

The meal was very filling.

Fang Qingyun treats guests with monster meat and nourishing porridge.

After the calculation, Fang Che was shocked: "This meal is only two points?"

"Of course."

Fang Qingyun said: "Do you think these points are good? If it wasn't for making up 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!"

……

Blink of an eye to the afternoon.

The opening scene is Fang Che's!
On the ring, Fang Che was wearing 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 Qiran on the opposite side is like an enemy!
After seeing Fang Che's battle between sky thunder and earth fire in the morning, Fang Che's 'weak' posture can't fool him at all.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes facing each other.

Fang Che was the first to speak: "Brother Ding has come all the way to the present, and it is not easy. Fang feels the same way. Before the competition in the ring, I have something to say, and I hope Brother Ding will listen carefully."

Ding Ziran showed a little surprise on his rigid face, and said, "Tell me."

"Brother Ding is a hero among men, and I, Fang Che, don't want to be your enemy. What's more, the ring competition is just a school teaching method, and there should be no hatred. I don't know if Brother Ding agrees with my words? "

Ding Ziran nodded and said, "Naturally."

"So, regardless of whether this battle is won or lost, I hope to make friends with Brother Ding through martial arts. I hope that we will spur progress together in the future; I hope that one day in the future, Brother Ding will watch and help each other on the battlefield or in times of crisis. barrier!"

Fang Che's words were extremely serious and sincere. "

Ding Ziran also felt his sincerity, and nodded, "Me too."

His face has always been very stiff, and it seems that he is usually a serious person.Talking now, is also jumping out word by word.

And speak very slowly.

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 it was the friendliest look he could make.

(End of this chapter)