My projections are all the roots of the Holy Spirit

Every city has an annual Martial Arts Cup competition.

The adult martial arts class competition is actually a trial.

The winner will represent the city in higher-level Martial Arts Cup competitions until they are ranked first in the world.

Xu Jun participated in the Martial Arts Cup competition for the youth group under thirty years old.

Such competitions are limited to each city.

The first place is the first place. At most, it will be a competition with young warriors from nearby sister cities, and it will not become a national competition.

However, for ordinary residents of small towns.

Their attention to the youth group is much more enthusiastic.

Because everyone knows that the champion of the adult group will definitely not be able to defeat those strong men from the big city, the main city and the capital.

Not everyone likes to study with the prince.

But in the youth group competition, the first place must be our own.

Therefore, after entering the top 16 of the official competition, there will be a live broadcast and everyone can watch the game live.

When Xu Jun entered the competition venue on Saturday, he was immediately startled by the lively scene in front of him.

Formal competitions are all held at the Municipal Martial Arts Hall.

Xu Jun came to see it three years ago.

However, what he was watching at that time was the finals of that year. The entire martial arts hall was packed with people and every seat was packed.

He originally thought that today was just the top 16, with four games in the morning and afternoon.

There must be people watching, but definitely not too many.

But I didn't expect...

For a moment, he even wondered if he had remembered the game wrong. Today was not the top 16 game, but the championship and runner-up finals.

Dear guests and spectators. The Nth Youth Martial Arts Cup competition in Zixia City, the top 16 competition has officially begun...

oh……

There was a burst of cheers from the seats below.

The first match was between Mr. Kuang Feng from the Crazy Lion Martial Arts School and PK from...

Suddenly, the cheers reached a climax in the next moment, and the noise like a mountain and a sea seemed to bring down the entire roof.

Xu Jun was also amazed in the audience.

Does this organizer know the rules?

Kuang Feng is the top seed player in this Youth Martial Arts Cup.

It's his first public appearance today, and you didn't arrange for him to be the last one, but the first one to appear. Aren't you afraid of messing up this routine?

If Kuang Feng wins and other spectators lose interest and leave, is this considered a mistake by the organizer?

However, no matter how Xu Jun complained in his heart, the game started normally.

The man with red hair and a tall and powerful figure in the ring is the red-haired lion king Kuang Feng who gets the most shouts.

As for his opponent, both in terms of momentum and appearance, they were not on the same level.

Xu Jun only took a glance and knew that there was no need to compete in this match because the result was well known.

Sure enough, there were only ten moves between the two sides, and Kuang Feng won without any doubt.

The corners of Xu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, with a strange look on his face.

Li Qiankun said softly: Brother Xu, what's wrong?

Behind the ring, in addition to players and staff, only players are allowed to enter with one assistant.

And the one Xu Jun brought in was Li Qiankun.

Xu Jun hesitated for a moment and whispered: Brother Li, if I report match-fixing, will there be any reward?

A fight against match-fixing? Li Qiankun's expression suddenly changed and he said, Brother Xu, you can't say this casually. He lowered his voice and said, Tell me, who is fighting against whom?

Xu Jun chuckled and said, It was the scene just now.

That match... is impossible. Li Qiankun said firmly: That's Kuang Feng, there's no way he can lose.

There was one more thing Li Qiankun didn't say.

If Kuang Feng loses, it will definitely be a fake match. But now that Kuang Feng has won, if you report match-fixing, no one will probably take notice.

Xu Jun said angrily: Of course it is impossible for Kuang Feng to lose. What I mean is that Kuang Feng has released water, and it has been a flood.

Li Qiankun was stunned and asked with his eyes.

Xu Jun understood what he meant and explained: When these two people fought, Kuang Feng could defeat his opponent with just one move, but he had to drag his feet through more than a dozen moves. Haha, If there is no agreement between them, I don’t believe it.”

Li Qiankun suddenly understood. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: Brother Xu, you misunderstood.

What?

Xu Jun was a little unhappy. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Is this also a misunderstanding?

Li Qiankun said slowly: There is something I want to explain first.

you say.

Brother Xu, when it's your turn to take the field later, your opponent will be an acquired warrior. When you attack, please hide your weakness. At least survive a dozen moves before you win.

Xu Jun's eyes widened, a little incredulous.

Li Qiankun said again: Look below, there are so many people watching the game, you have to think about them, at least let them have a good time.

Xu Jun was immediately speechless.

Oh, so that’s it.

Li Qiankun coughed lightly and said: Also, in fact, we have an agreement in several major martial arts schools. If you encounter an innate who cannot resist, you can admit defeat. However, fight a few more moves to save each other's face, so That way it won’t lose its reputation, and it won’t affect the recruitment of disciples and various businesses.”

Xu Jun raised his eyebrows, seeming a little confused.

Li Qiankun sighed and said: Brother Xu, we who open martial arts schools, after all, we still want to make money. As the saying goes, harmony makes money.

He looked deeply at Xu Jun and said: There are times when martial arts schools are in decline, and we don't always meet great masters like you. Once you bully someone hard, then when they gain momentum, , how do you think they will deal with our martial arts school?

After a pause, he added: So, unless we meet the Dragon Crossing the River, we will not be at odds with each other.

Xu Jun really realized it this time.

It turns out that this is the real society.

He nodded and said: Okay, I understand, Brother Li, don't worry.

Just four games in one morning.

Therefore, the organizers will arrange some special performances between each game.

For example, clown magic, acrobatics, etc.

Of course, the most popular one is the performance of the women's cheerleading team.

The midway performance this time was a cheerleading team that was famous in the city.

Although Xu Jun never went out, just by listening to the deafening sound, he knew how crazy the people outside were.

Finally, the cheers ended.

Xu Jun listened to the sounds coming from outside.

Next is the last match of the morning, the fourth match, between Liu Fan from the Muay Thai Martial Arts School and Xu Jun from the Thunder Martial Arts School. Now, two people are invited to take the stage.

Li Qiankun immediately opened the door to the lounge.

Xu Jun carried the long sword and walked out with a high head.

The moment he walked out, Li Qiankun suddenly stretched out his hand.

Xu Jun smiled slightly, stretched out his palm to pat him, and said, Don't worry, I won't lose.

Li Qiankun smiled bitterly and said: I'm not worried about you. If you have to worry about it, you have to worry about the guy opposite. I just remind you to control the time.

Xu Jun laughed dumbly: I know.

Although this tacit understanding between martial arts schools seems to be suspected of match-fixing.

However, considering the actual situation, I would just have to fight with difficulty.