Lord of the Night

"Stop! Fang Chesheng!"

The two referee instructors jumped up in a hurry: "We have won, don't fight!"

One person hurriedly jumped out, caught the first ignition of the fire, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Fly back to the ring with him.

With two whooshing sounds, two knives fell from the air at the same time. The first ignited knife lay across the ring. Fang Che's knife fell, cutting off the first ignited knife spike and standing upright on the ring.

Red silk flutters in the wind.

The medical team rushed up early and carried the fire out.

After taking a pulse, he suddenly smiled: "It's okay, I still have energy. Fang Che's actions are quite measured. It shows that he knows what he's doing!"

When the fire started, it was no longer known who was alive. Seventy-eight of the bones in his body were broken. There were not even a few teeth left in his mouth. The bridge of his nose was not only broken but also dented.

It can be said to be extremely miserable.

The students closest to him in the front row twitched their mouths at the same time.

Why do you call this kind of injury a 'very measured attack'?

Dare I ask where the measure is?

But they didn't know that starting from the weird set of palm techniques used by Huo Churan, all the teachers in the martial arts academy were basically disgusting!

In this case, how is it possible to maintain the initial ignition of the fire?

Even the violent beating just now should have been stopped halfway.

But there was no stopping it at all!

Just to give this guy more beatings.

The suspicion is high when the fire starts. If it is a devil, it will not be unfair to kill him.

If not... Well, even if it's a lesson, don't think that any Kung Fu can be used in public. This time you are a freshman and you have taken advantage. If you use it during the competition between schools and are beaten to death on the spot, you will have no place to complain!

Fang Che was victorious. On the ring, he once again showed the sunny, kind, gentle and shy smile of a young man, looking well-behaved, beautiful and endearing.

Gentle, elegant and calm, he cupped his hands in the direction where Huo Churan was being carried away: "Classmate Huo, I accept."

Everyone in the audience had just watched this guy get angry like a sandbag, and now seeing his gentle and elegant look, everyone felt that he was contradictory and unified at the same time.

I felt like I got to know him again.

"so hot……"

The girls, on the other hand, had sparkling eyes.

Able in literature and martial arts, a gentleman and a villain, able to fight, resist and be gentle, Fang, the school beauty, is really... Wow, so manly.

The big cloak flew up from the stage.

Fang Che put it on calmly and shook his sleeves.

Suddenly the faint starlight blurred.

Yili: "Thank you two teachers for your hard work."

The two referees smiled and nodded: "Go down and rest."

"good!"

Just then.

A voice from the audience shouted: "Stay here."

A white figure flew up.

It is above the autumn clouds.

Everyone was stunned, what is this?

Qiu Yunshang flew onto the ring, raised his hands in salute, and then said to the referee: "I surrender!"

"Admit defeat?"

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Qiu Yun Shang's mouth: "You can't win even if you fight. Senior Brother Fang has already broken through the fifth level of martial arts. I, Qiu Yun Shang, have to overestimate my own abilities. If I am full of passion, I will never be able to defeat my absolute strength. Going on stage again is nothing but Rather than just being beaten again, it’s better to admit defeat now and settle down with dignity.”

After a pause, he said to Fang Che: "I have to save some energy to start the fire!"

The audience burst into laughter.

It seems that Qiu Yun Shang is very angry with Huo Chu.

Countless insiders couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time, they were recalling in their hearts Huo Chuanlan's reaction when Fang Che showed his kindness to Huo Chuanlan just before the war, and what the two of them said.

The fire started to burn: "I don't have time to make friends with you."

Fang Che: "Don't blame me for being ruthless today."

Fang Che: I’ll fight you every time you see me!

Looking at the current results, I feel infinite irony: You really want to make friends with others, but are you good enough?

You didn't cherish the face I gave you, and now I'm beaten to the point of coma, but who's to blame?

If he showed a smile at that time, why would he be beaten so badly?

Thinking of Fang Che's oath: hit him every time he sees him.

I have a vague feeling that this school beauty Fang is not joking?

Regarding Qiu Yunshang's resignation, everyone felt a little surprised, but also felt it was natural.

After all, we face an invincible enemy.

All understand.

Fang Che also smiled kindly and said: "Thank you, Brother Qiu, for allowing me to avoid being beaten. Haha, I suddenly feel that my heart is not so heavy."

Qiu Yunshang laughed: "There is no need to be modest. If I can beat him, I will definitely beat him. The problem is that if I can't beat him, beating means being beaten. So... Fang Che, you are the real winner of this championship. Return."

"Thank you!"

Qiuyun jumped up and down the stage.

And the third runner-up is also out - Sing in the Rain.

Huo Churan fell into a coma and completely lost his fighting power. With that kind of injury, he would be lucky to be able to recover in a year and a half, let alone fight against Sing in the Rain again.

The championship is naturally Fang Che's.

Huo Churan has been defeated, Qiu Yunshang has given up, and there are no competitors.

Champion, Fang Che.

Second place, Up on the Autumn Clouds.

Second runner-up, Singin’ in the Rain.

No one was dissatisfied with Fang Che's championship and Qiu Yunshang's runner-up.

But this second runner-up's Singin' in the Rain made everyone stunned.

If I remember correctly, Singing in the Rain had two byes in the previous key games by drawing lots.

Now, he actually won without a fight and directly became the third runner-up!

What kind of luck is this?

But the key point is that no matter what the current fire is starting to burn, it is impossible to compete with Sing in the Rain again.

As for other capable people, such as Ding Juran, Mo Ganyun... In terms of strength, they are probably better than Singing in the Rain, but they have all been eliminated early!

Sing in the Rain, the third runner-up, actually didn’t even have a competitor.

"What kind of magical luck is this?!"

Tens of thousands of people were lost.

Even Fang Che, Qiu Yunshang, Mo Ganyun, Ding Juran and others stared at Song in the Rain one after another, feeling that this thing was a bit mysterious.

Mo Guyun made a big mouth, and his face was incredible: "Is this special ... this kid is definitely weird, so good luck, not beaten, it is equivalent to a few of them in this big Bigong. Circle and become the third runner-up!”

"I was almost beaten to death. I didn't even get into the top four..."

Fang Che's face was also a bit distorted. Compared to his hard work, Song in the Rain came in third place without much dust on his clothes until now.

Why does Grandma feel so unbalanced?

Facing everyone's gaze, Yu Zhongge also had a look of helplessness, and his dry smile almost turned stiff: "Luck, it's really luck."

All the students who heard him had the same expression.

Even the mood is the same: It’s okay for others to say so, but if you say so, I really can’t refute it.

…

Immediately, the martial arts academy began to hand out awards.

Along with the top ten and top 100, rewards will be distributed at the same time.

Fang Che got two top-quality soul pills, twenty Qi-gathering pills, two pulse-expanding pills, and two True Yuan pills, with one hundred credits. A championship gold medal.

Get it directly into your hand.

He suddenly transformed into a rich man from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

Together with the ten points given upon entering the martial arts school, Fang Che now has a total of 110 points.

According to the standard of less than two points, a dozen people can eat a big table of rich monster meat. This one hundred and ten points is enough for Fang Che to use for a year, and it can also buy elixirs and other auxiliary cultivation materials. !

It suddenly became wider.

Immediately attracted a large number of envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

There are also some longing eyes waiting for food.

Fang Che ignored them all.

He has only one feeling: labor and management have completed their tasks!

The vital life-saving secret technique of burning blood is about to be obtained!

Then the Wuyuan Academy announced a piece of news: the new students will officially start classes in separate classes tomorrow.

There was a cheer.

Then the Wuyuan Academy announced another news: Tomorrow, the assessment for grades 2, 3, 4 and 5 will begin!

and announced a punishment mechanism.

Suddenly, the entire campus was filled with wailing sounds that could be heard throughout the sky!

I have just been defeated and become a pauper, and I am facing the exam again! And this exam is basically 100% punishable!

It’s true that the house is leaking and it rains continuously, and the boat is broken and there is a strong wind!

Those old students who lost their bets all had the words "like mourning for a concubine" on their faces!

Countless old students began to come over and get close to Fang Che: "Junior, from now on, I will hang out with you. See you in the cafeteria tomorrow!"

Fang Che chuckled: "Lost?"

The old student looked ashamed: "Lost. Cleanly."

"Since you lose, you're not betting on me, right?"

"Forehead……"

"You are not even willing to bet on me, and you still want to eat with me?"

Fang Che looked surprised: "Senior brother, what are you thinking about? You can eat with whoever you escort. What are you doing with me?"

"Ahem... Junior, you are so rich now. Besides, is it so difficult to treat senior classmates who are living in difficulty to a meal? Junior, what a pattern."

This sentence can be said to be a sharp tool for dealing with the new generations of the past.

It is even a powerful weapon against some old students.

There are very few people who can stand this sentence. They usually choose the thought of "It's okay to have a meal. Let's get over the present first. We can't get a bad reputation as soon as the freshmen arrive at the martial arts school." and then give up.

But Fang Che is obviously not among them.

"Senior brother, this is a joke. Is it my fault that your life is difficult?"

Fang Che looked innocent.

"..."

The old student looked sulky: "Junior Fang Che, why are you so fussy?"

"Senior brother, if you don't care about everything, why would you come here and worry about this meal?"

Fang Che said: "Senior brother, don't be too fussy about life! You even have to save a meal? Isn't it right? Aren't you begging for food? Are you a beggar?"

"Fang Che, forget it if you don't want to treat me, why bother saying bad words." This was another big hat to suppress him.

"What is a treat? I owe you a favor, senior brother?"

Fang Che asked with a surprised look: "Those who bet on me can't be considered as owed favors to me, because they followed me and won, so I don't owe anyone anything. Why do you guys who didn't bet on me still want me?" dinner?"

"Because I lost my bet on others and had no points to eat, and then I came to treat the winner who didn't bet? Where is my face?!"

"I just want to ask, how can there be such a truth in the world?"

Fang Che said in surprise: "Who can explain it to me?"

…………

An old reader came to me last night and asked me why I still deleted the post after reading your book?

I was stunned. It seems that I rarely do this recently.

So I asked, new book?

My buddy said: I saw Xie Jun and posted two posts which were immediately deleted.

I fainted on the spot: Brother, you are reading a book from more than ten years ago, how can I be interested in reading it out for you and banning it?

But this thing is also strange. There is no administrator for any book, so I am the only one managing it.

How was it deleted?

Then I said to him: I guess you are scolding me for being punished by God...