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Seeing that Wang Cheng was unwilling to talk to Zhang Wenming more, Song Yuanming waved to the two plainclothes with a wink, asking them to take Zhang Wenming, who was struggling slightly, into the car, without giving him a chance to speak.

Who is happiest in this incident and who gets the most?

Except for Mo Baisong's father who was saved by Wang Cheng, the father of Song Yuanming gained the most.

Zhang Wenming's father Yang and Song Yuanming's father Song Changjiang were not right. Yang thought that Song Changjiang had robbed the position that should have been his top leader. So since Song Changjiang came to the provincial capital to take office, Yang has almost always been stumbling against Song Changjiang.

This time, Yang was directly targeted by the Discipline Inspection Commission for Zhang Wenming's affairs. It is estimated that after the investigation, he will have to go to retire in advance. The person who is most happy to see such a thing is naturally Song Changjiang. For this reason, he specifically reminded Song Yuanming to be more respectful when he sees Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng can be said to be the lucky star of their Song family.

"Wang Cheng, I know where the competition venue is. Let's go into our car?"

Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasty said to Wang Cheng with suggestions.

Wang Cheng shook his head and said calmly: "Forget it, we have a car here to go together, so I won't bother you."

"My doctor Wang Cheng, you are polite to us, but you just slapped us in the face."

Mo Baisong also said hurriedly.

They really want Wang Cheng and Zhang Shaoyun to take their car to get closer.

But Wang Cheng didn't say much, nor did he give them a chance. He took Zhang Shaoyun to the bus specially arranged by Dong Xianglin to take; then Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, Kong Shunhua, Peng Dong and other contestants also followed.

Foreign learning and exchange groups such as Takeda Susunari were sitting in another car; military observation groups such as Shen Yuan sat in their own car.

Then, led by the injured Dong Xianglin, several cars drove towards the city center gymnasium.

Mo Baisong and Song Yuanming looked at each other, and were a little helpless. At this time, Mo Baisong also understood the reason why Song Yuanming said that Wang Cheng was not easy to deal with. This made Mo Baisong feel like he was unable to start.

You said, can't you, a little boy, have a bit of hobbies like ordinary young people?

Either love money or something. Or beauties!

As long as there is something, Mo Baisong can get it with confidence and ensure that Wang Cheng is 100% satisfied.

But Wang Cheng just didn't get into the water and did everything in a proper manner, which made Mo Baisong and Song Yuanming have the illusion of facing their old man.

Perhaps, Haowu is also considered a person; but where can Mo Baisong have the ability to fulfill this hobby?

No one in the world can fulfill this kind of hobby.

The first official martial arts competition held since the founding of the People's Republic of China was held, and the cities where each branch venue was located were also vigorously promoting it. There will be live TV broadcasts in the finals, which is an opportunity to promote traditional culture.

Wang Cheng and others sat in the car and could see some red banners on the side of the road with slogans warmly celebrating the first martial arts competition and other words.

Moreover, when the cars entered the city center gymnasium, a large number of policemen were intercepting vehicles on several nearby roads. The intersections stopped operating, and a long list of vehicles were parked at various intersections, specifically making roads for these cars.

"What a big battle, this is the treatment that only the leader can get."

Zhang Shaoyun sat in front and said in surprise when he saw the scene.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu all watched quietly, and no one spoke. As young masters who are successful in martial arts, their minds are much stronger and more stable than ordinary young people. They don’t care much about such superficial things.

As we arrived at the central gymnasium, we were surrounded by many security forces. There were no idle people waiting within a radius of one kilometer. Several intersections were blocked and passes were prohibited.

Several cars entered and parked at the entrance of the gymnasium, with signs celebrating the martial arts conference hanging on the gate. Dozens of figures in formal attire stood at the door. When they saw three cars stop, they all went up to meet them.

Among these people are from the municipal party committee and the provincial party committee, but the ones are all deputy in charge of cultural and educational aspects. The others are representatives of the martial arts community in southern Hunan Province. Representative figures came to watch the martial arts halls that could be named. Lei Bao from the Longcheng Martial Arts Hall in the provincial capital Leijia was among them, and he was smiling at Wang Cheng at this time.

"All players have arrived, I hope everyone will perform well..."

A middle-aged man with a big belly said with a smile to Wang Cheng and the others who got off the car.

Dong Xianglin got out of the car and was obviously not very cold to these people. He just nodded and took Wang Cheng and other contestants in first, followed by Shen Yuan, and finally took foreign friends such as Takeda Suspension Shinren.

The middle-aged man with a big belly was a little displeased when he was ignored as a leader? In every event, wasn’t the leader the most popular? He still had tens of thousands of words of speeches...

Seeing more than a dozen foreign friends walking at the end, the middle-aged man whispered to his side: "How can they treat foreign guests like this? Isn't this harmful to our country and nation's image?"

Jiang Hao and Yu Younian stood beside each other, both frowning at the same time.

Jiang Hao said in a deep voice: "How should we deal with it? They begged to watch the fun. It would be great if we agreed to watch it. Do we still have to provide for them?"

Yu Younian also snorted coldly, expressing his agreement with Jiang Hao's words.

The middle-aged and the officials around him were a little displeased. Every time they came with the so-called foreign guests, they would entertain them in a big way, with more places to operate and more oil and water available to be harvested. But now they didn't dare to say anything more. After all, they knew that these martial arts practitioners were not on the same string as their thinking.

"This martial arts conference is a big deal."

Dong Xianglin walked in front of Wang Cheng and whispered: "The conference itself is no longer very important, mainly the people behind it. It involves Director Niu and Taoist Master Changhe, and many of the grievances of their peers decades ago. So, Wang Cheng, you must be careful."

Wang Cheng nodded with a serious expression and expressed his understanding. He had already vaguely understood some situations from his master, Taoist priest Changhe, who was solemn and expected tone again and again.

"Wang Cheng, let's wait for you to face you, should we admit defeat directly?"

Liu Shicheng said helplessly with a smile.

Kong Shunhua and Peng Dong also looked at Wang Cheng with complicated eyes. They used to have some ideas, thinking that they would have the chance to win the championship in southern Hunan Province, but they absolutely did not have such ideas at this time, but instead felt a little relaxed in their hearts because the ranking was no longer important to them.

They have few choices, and the only ones they can choose seems to be the way and posture of losing.

How to admit defeat?

Wang Cheng smiled and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, you can try your best to try."

Liu Shicheng and the other two shook their heads slightly at the same time. When they faced Wang Cheng, they had no courage to take action. They had decided to give in and give in to Wang Cheng directly when they were facing Wang Cheng.

Yang Qingyu thought for a while, and looked at Wang Cheng and said seriously: "I admit defeat too."

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly. He said, "Then I don't have a chance to take action?"

"Master, you have taken action many times in the past few days."

Zhang Shaoyun whispered a reminder.

Dong Xianglin shook his bandaged arm and glanced at Wang Cheng, and the meaning was self-evident.

The publicity of this martial arts conference seemed to be quite a bit difficult, but what surprised Wang Cheng and others was that the scene of the martial arts conference was not open to ordinary people. There were only hundreds of people sitting in the stands in the central gymnasium, which seemed very empty. However, these hundreds of people were either masters in the martial arts industry in southern Hunan Province or martial arts experts from other places. They were all breathing calmly and their divine light was restrained. Only less than a hundred were ordinary people outside the circle.

Dong Xianglin brought Wang Cheng and several contestants to the temporary ring in the middle, while the other viewers went to the stands to sit.

Then, as usual, raise the national flag and sing the national anthem, just like an ordinary school sports meeting.

After the ceremony, the middle-aged man from the provincial party committee stood on the rostrum and was about to take out a thick stack of manuscripts to start reading, but he was immediately interrupted by a full voice: "Okay, let's start the competition."

The middle-aged man with a belly erect looked ugly. He turned to look over and saw a middle-aged man talking in the middle: "According to the rules to draw lots, we decided the order."

The leader suddenly lost his temper because the middle-aged man came from the capital, so he could only put away more than a dozen manuscripts in a depressed manner and sat back again, preparing to take them out and read them next time there was a sports event.

Obviously, today this place belongs to those who practice martial arts.

Dong Xianglin walked down, and another middle-aged man in white Tang suit walked up, holding a pen holder for drawing lots, with five lottery draws in it, and asked Wang Cheng, five contestants, to draw one for each of them.

The top three people were selected for the five, and only eliminated two people could not go to the finals. In fact, the coverage was very wide, and it had exceeded half.

"Jiangzhou is indeed a brilliant person."

The middle-aged man was obviously born extraordinary. He knew what Wang Cheng and the other two meant. He looked at the few people and nodded and said in admiration: "Wu Shengshan Wang Cheng first draws lots, followed by Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng, Kong Shunhua, Peng Dong... No. 1 to No. 5, No. 2 to No. 4, No. 3 bye!"

"Then the three people in the second round start in a round-robin format. Each person has to compete with the other two people once, and the final winners with the most victories. The remaining four people start the round-robin match again, and each person has to compete with the other three people once, and the ranking is also determined based on the number of victories. The top two people have the opportunity to go to the finals with the champion."

"Do you understand?"

The middle-aged man asked seriously to the five people.

Wang Cheng and others nodded together to express their approval. This competition system is absolutely fair, and it is truly purely to determine the ranking based on strength, without the possibility of luck.

Then Wang Cheng first went up to draw lots and took out one with a bright red number two written on it.

Then, Yang Qingyu got No. 1, Liu Shicheng got No. 5, Peng Dong got No. 4, Kong Shunhua was the best luck, and he got No. 3, a bye.

Therefore, at any time, luck will be part of strength, but it cannot have a decisive role.

According to the hard strength of the five people present, Wang Cheng must be the champion, Yang Qingyu is the runner-up, and Liu Shicheng is the third place. The three from Jiangzhou will take the top three!

Although Liu Shicheng and Peng Dong were not lucky and failed to get the bye, they would have to be eliminated in the first round with Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu, but they just lost the opportunity to compete for the first place, and this was something they could not get, so both of them seemed to be indifferent.

Kong Shunhua got the bye number and only took a break, and there was no substantial benefit. In the second round-robin round after the championship was decided, he still had to face the elimination of Liu Shicheng and Yang Qingyu.

Liu Shicheng breathed a little relieved and felt much more relaxed. He was afraid that he would not even get the third place, so he had no face to go back to see his grandfather Liu Wuzhong.

Fortunately, the competition system is fair. If there is no second round round, Liu Shicheng would be eliminated, and then he would be depressed.

The middle-aged man who acted as the referee glanced at the few people, then waved his hand and said solemnly: "The competition begins, No. 1 Yang Qingyu vs No. 5 Liu Shicheng, now begins."

Wang Cheng, Kong Shunhua and Peng Dong all stood under the ring and watched the competition with peace of mind, which was no longer suspense.

With Liu Shicheng's strength at this time, he was far from being a match for Yang Qingyu. Yang Qingyu has now completely entered the state of concentration in martial arts practice and completely gave up his studies and most of his life. There are only two things in her life, Wang Cheng and Wushu. Wang Cheng is her sustenance of her feelings, and martial arts is the responsibility given to her by the Yang family.

In comparison, she cares more about her feelings because it belongs to her.

Therefore, Yang Qingyu's progress in martial arts in recent months is also terrifying, which has allowed Yang Youde to see the hope of the rise of Yang's Tai Chi again. Yang Wuji, who has always been very arrogant, dared not be arrogant in front of his sister Yang Qingyu.

"start!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and then stood on the edge of the ring and looked at the two of them.

Liu Shicheng struggled for a long time, looked at Yang Qingyu, turned to look at the stands, but did not see his grandfather Liu Wuzhong, and finally decided not to take action. He slowly said, "I admit defeat."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at Liu Shicheng, and asked, "Are you sure you give up?"

The hundreds of people in the stands were also puzzled, why did they admit defeat at the beginning?

The competition shouldn't be very intense, and it's a life-and-death battle?

Liu Shicheng nodded with difficulty and said word by word: "I am sure to admit defeat, I am not her opponent."

Yang Qingyu looked calm and said with a fist, "The poem has been completed, and I have given up."

Liu Shicheng smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not take it."

Such a harmonious competition scene was something that most of the audience could not imagine.

However, what they never thought was still there. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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