Immortal Young Man on Campus

Tang Jing's popularity overshadowed the other three. The two islanders were expressionless and didn't seem to react much, but Fang Yuncong gritted his teeth, jealous and angry.

"Tang Jing, don't be arrogant. When you're looking for teeth all over the place, you can only cry. Don't watch the audience support you. When you fall from the ring, they can also step on you."

Fang Yuncong said fiercely.

Tang Jing heard this, turned his head to look at him, and said jokingly: "Fang Yuncong, it's not your turn to point fingers, neither of us are in the same ring, wait for you to defeat your opponent, and then talk about this, then we will see who we are. Who fell off the ring."

Fang Yuncong sneered: "Do you think you can beat Yamamoto-kun?"

Tang Jingchao glanced at Yamamoto Matsu, noncommittal, and asked: "Then you think you can beat Eguchi Ichiro?"

Fang Yuncong and Eguchi Ichiro looked at each other, Eguchi Ichiro smiled kindly, Fang Yuncong was determined, this was an appointment beforehand, Eguchi Ichiro would definitely lose to him, there was no suspense at all.

Fang Yuncong laughed: "Hahaha, don't worry about this, I just know that I will definitely win."

"Then I'll wait and see." Tang Jing gave Eguchi Ichiro a meaningful look, and saw the raging fighting spirit in his eyes, and Fang Yuncong's words sneered.

Without more speculation, Fang Yuncong made fun of himself, snorted coldly, and strode onto the ring.

Tang Jing didn't say much, and stepped onto the arena on his own, facing Fang Yuncong across the stage.

The two arenas are arranged in the middle of the stadium, like two spotlights, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

Yamamoto Matsuichi and Eguchi Ichiro looked at each other with a heart-to-heart look, everything was silent, and all they wanted was victory.

The four of them boarded the arena, facing each other, and a suppressed momentum was quietly brewing.

clang!

A gong rang and the game began.

The two sides bowed, and Yamamoto Matsuichi said politely: "Tang Jun, please advise!"

Tang Jing did not give the other party a good face. After all, he had been poisoned by Taro Aso, and said indifferently: "Last time you defeated me with poison, this time I want to take back my real victory."

Yamamoto Matsu didn't change his face and said, "That's just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding, you have the courage to say it." Tang Jing sneered, "Are all of you islanders so thick-skinned?"

Yamamoto Matsu didn't get angry at all and said, "You misunderstood, I really hope everyone can clear up their past suspicions and be friends!"

"You—no—worthy!" Tang Jing replied decisively, and as soon as his voice fell, he attacked Yamamoto Matsui like a hurricane.

Yamamoto Matsuichi secretly sighed and called out his regrets. His words meant to provoke Tang Jing's anger, so that he would be in chaos and win.

It can be seen that Tang Jing's attack was moderate and did not mess up the rules.

This shows that his careful thinking did not work.

In the rest room, Yu Mo saw this scene. Although he couldn't hear the conversation between the two, he could guess a little bit. He smiled happily: "Tang Jing has grown up very fast."

Gu Ziqing nodded: "During this time, Tang Jing has had a lot of contact with the Demon Race, and everyone praised him very much. This just shows his ability. Otherwise, the Demon Race would not have such an attitude towards anyone casually."

Yu Mo smiled without saying a word, which was completely different from the previous Tang Jing. Tang Jing had undergone earth-shaking changes, all of which had nothing to do with Yu Mo.

Not only did Yu Mo become stronger himself, but also the people around him had undergone qualitative changes, reaching a new level.

This was what pleased him the most.

"That opponent is also very strong, and it's not on par with Tang Jing. It's hard to say who wins and who loses." Fu Ling said sharply, her vision was naturally correct, and Yu Mo and Gu Ziqing also agreed with this.

However, they believed in Tang Jing more. After the last poisoning incident, he desperately needed a victory to get out of that shadow.

"Wait and see, this match will be very exciting." Yu Mo smiled lightly and focused all his attention on the arena.

Tang Jing and Yamamoto Matsuichi had a fierce confrontation, like two high-speed trains colliding together, and the dull sound of fists and fists collided non-stop.

Neither of them took the lead in using their weapons, but instead tried to decide the winner with their fists.

After a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the light of the sword flashed, and Yamamoto Matsushi took the lead in pulling out the samurai sword.

Swish!

The sword flower flew, and Tang Jing also took out the Jingyun sword.

Lingyin swordsmanship immediately radiated power, like a spirit snake, flickering and reappearing, facing the samurai sword fiercely.

Ping Pong Pong!

Intense sparks burst out, and the sword energy and the sword light were intertwined, making the atmosphere in the arena extraordinarily fierce, and countless audiences held their breaths and gasped.

This is called a real master duel.

Really worth the trip.

In another arena, the battle between Fang Yuncong and Eguchi Ichiro was bells and whistles, and the sword light and the sword light danced.

Because this is a game that has already been negotiated for a long time, Fang Yuncong certainly won't be ruthless.

But he has to fight beautifully and win the cheers of the audience who do not know martial arts.

So, how come he was so fancy, and he actually ushered in bursts of applause.

Fang Yuncong's popularity is rising sharply.

Fang Yuncong secretly rejoiced in his heart. After the martial arts conference, his prestige will reach a new level, and the road in the future will be broader and smoother.

It will definitely leave Yu Mo far behind, or even step on his feet.

boom!

Fang Yuncong and Eguchi Ichiro collided again, and each other's weapons swept past each other's vitals, causing the audience to scream and cheer.

Fang Yuncong felt that the heat was almost over, and the game could be declared over. Otherwise, if it dragged on for too long, wouldn't it leave the audience with the impression of being too incompetent.

So, taking advantage of the opportunity to be close to Ichiro Eguchi, he whispered: "Eguchi-kun, we will end the battle with the next move and decide the winner."

Eguchi Ichiro nodded calmly and said, "Listen to you."

Fang Yuncong was determined, and the two quickly retreated, each retreating to a corner of the ring.

Fang Yuncong's toes lightened slightly, like a light white crane, soaring into the air, the sword light trembled, and the sword flower shrouded the ring.

Eguchi Ichiro was enveloped by the sword light, so he didn't panic, but instead rushed out to meet the sword light.

Fang Yuncong was overjoyed, this was going according to the set script, and in the next second, his sword would defeat the opponent, causing Eguchi Ichiro to fall out of the ring.

call!

The sword light flashed, and the katana sword in Eguchi Ichiro's hand shined like a fierce tiger, tearing the sword light above his head, and with a bang, the sword in Fang Yuncong's hand was sent flying.

puff!

The samurai sword offensive continued unabated, and a wound was drawn on Fang Yuncong's face.

Like a kite with a broken string, he flew straight out of the ring.

Fang Yuncong was in the air, his mind was blank, and a voice in his heart was roaring: "It's not like this!"