Sports Plaza, the second round of the promotion tournament is about to begin.

The results of the first round of competition were displayed on the giant screen.

[Cheng Feng vs Jiang He, the winner Cheng Feng - advances to the quarterfinals]

In the medical room on the west side, Jiang He, who was seriously injured, was lying on the hospital bed. The attending doctor and the medical team performed surgical treatment for a period of time.

After the injury stabilized, the doctors gave him a few instructions and left temporarily.

Jiang He stared at the ceiling, his upper body tied with a thick white bandage. The cheers from the audience outside made him hear particularly harsh sounds, as if they were waves of ridicule lingering in his ears, lingering in his ears.

He couldn't help but feel upset, his brows were knitted together, and he couldn't let go of his defeat in the match with Cheng Feng for a long time.

He lost more than just the game...

Cheng Feng walked into the medical room, turned his eyes, and quickly found Jiang He's hospital bed: "How is your injury? Is it better?"

His tone was calm, and he did not show any sarcasm or the superior posture of a winner.

It was you who beat me like this, and you asked me if I was feeling better?

Cursing in his heart, Jiang He's eyelids twitched, he looked away and said, "If you can't die, why did you come to me? Are you here to laugh at me, a loser?"

Cheng Feng didn't have such a bad taste, and said concisely: "You will abide by the agreement made before the game."

Jiang He lightly tightened his grip on the sheets, and his tone was rather unwilling: "Of course...I won't regret it. If I lose, I lose. I will never interfere with you or Shiyu's affairs again. Today's battle is my own."

It’s a shame.”

Cheng Feng saw that he had a good attitude and softened his tone: "Our future enemies are monsters. There is no need for colleagues to be hostile to each other. It is best if you can understand this."

Jiang He remained silent.

"Besides..." Cheng Feng corrected: "My relationship with Liu Shiyu is not like that. Don't always misunderstand me."

"real?"

"At least not now."

Jiang He: "..."

"Where did you hear the rumor?" Cheng Feng asked again.

"Don't even think about it?"

Jiang He's mouth twitched and he explained: "It has been spread throughout the association that such an outstanding girl like Liu Shiyu... has too many suitors.

However, over the years, she has always kept a distance from others and has never been so close to any man. You are the only exception.

Do you understand now? Even if I believe your words, the rumors between you will not be eliminated."

"It's true that you can spread rumors with just one mouth and break your legs if you try to refute them." Cheng Feng helplessly held his forehead.

After Cheng Feng left, the medical room fell into silence again. After a while, another person came to visit Jiang He.

…

Cheng Feng was walking towards the waiting area. He could clearly feel that the other players looked at him differently. Thinking about it, they all regarded him as one of today's strong opponents.

Cheng Feng didn't care too much. He just wanted to see other people's matches in the ring and get information about his opponents in the next match.

‘A new storm has emerged, how can we stop venting it’

'Travel through time and space and do your best.'

'I will come to you!'

The ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang. Cheng Feng took it out and saw that it was a call from his sister.

As soon as I clicked the answer button, my sister's voice of surprise came from the receiver: "Brother, you are great! I didn't expect you to be so awesome!"

Cheng Feng smiled slightly: "Have you seen it all?"

"Of course, Sister Shi has been full of praises when she saw your performance."

Cheng Feng rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a question: "Xiaoyi, does dad know about me joining the demon hunter and participating in the competition?"

"He has been working out of town, I don't know."

"That's good."

Afterwards, Cheng Feng opened the class group and found that messages from the students in the group were exploding, and they were all discussing their own affairs.

…

In the arena, the broadcast sounded.

[Second round, number 08, Gu Yan versus...number 20 Wang Yuming]

Amidst the cheers of countless spectators, the young man named Wang Yuming stepped onto the ring.

Wearing the black and white combat uniform distributed by the association, he still looks extraordinary and unique.

"It's finally my turn to play. Let's see how I beat this guy down."

Gu Yan was gearing up with high spirits and was about to go up when Luo Ke behind her suddenly called out to her: "Xiao Yan, wait a moment."

Gu Yan turned around: "What's the matter?"

Luo Ke said cautiously: "Don't be too careless. I feel that this person's strength is not that simple."

"Tch! I knew you were going to say this, let's see how I slap you in the face later."

Gu Yan ignored him and stepped onto the ring in high spirits.

Cheng Feng walked over behind Luo Ke: "Luo Ke, has the second round started?"

"Just starting."

Luo Ke turned his head and looked at Cheng Feng's body, "Cheng Feng, you were injured in the last game, why don't you go get some treatment? You will still have games next."

"I have the ability to heal, so I don't need it."

Cheng Feng waved his hand gently, then turned his eyes to the ring, and his eyes fell on the player named Wang Yuming, thoughtfully.

As soon as the girl with twin tails wearing a gothic black and red dress entered the ring, she was immediately greeted by the enthusiastic cheers of a large audience.

In the center of the arena.

The host looked to the left at the goth girl who looked like a lolita, and to the right at the calm young man, and said with the microphone in hand: "Before the game starts, do you two have anything to say?"

Gu Yan put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly: "There's nothing to say. Anyway, the winner of this round is definitely me."

"oh?"

The host suddenly backed up and said, "Our contestant Gu Yan is so confident. It seems that she has enough confidence in herself."

"That's natural."

"Where does confidence come from?"

"Of course it's strength."

"Well said, in that case..."

The host's eyes lit up. In order to increase the topic, he put the microphone to Gu Yan's mouth and asked: "Contestant Gu Yan, where is your goal for today's competition?"

"As the host, why do you beep so much?"

Gu Yan glanced at the host unhappily, and then responded confidently: "My goal is of course the championship!"

"Wow! It's really unexpected!" The host was very exaggerated.

Gu Yan snorted coldly: "I will beat anyone who wants to prevent me from winning the championship!"

"Even though we know that there are many strong players in the promotion competition, our player Gu Yan still has such lofty ambitions. So, let us look forward to the performance of player Gu Yan in the future."

The host turned to the young man on the right and stretched out the microphone: "Excuse me, player Wang Yuming, how confident are you in winning this game?"

"have no idea."

Wang Yuming's eyes were deep and his tone was indifferent: "I will only go all out...until the fight comes to the last moment."

"Very good, that's great! From Wang Yuming's short words, we can see that he is full of desire to win."

The host held the microphone and said loudly: "Everyone, let us give applause to these two contestants!"

"Hua la la la la la..."

The more than 30,000 spectators at the scene gave fierce and thunderous applause.

"Then, the game officially begins!" the host announced and ran off the ring.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The crisp bell rang in the arena, and the second round of competition officially began.

Wang Yuming held his hand in the air, and the slender golden sword appeared in his hand, and the surging momentum spread.

Gu Yan grinned, and immediately raised two strange-looking pistols. Flames spurted out from the muzzles, and fired more than ten rounds of bullets in one go.

Super power - unlimited firepower!
Chapter completed!