Those two newcomers were not so vigorous. Qin Ran was terrified when he saw them, and secretly rejoiced that neither he nor Su Ziqian got their lottery.

Otherwise, even if they advance to the last final, it may not be so easy to win the championship.

At the end of the match, Qin Ran noticed the opponent's technical moves and secretly remembered it in his heart, thinking about the end, and how to deal with one of them if he ran into one of them.

Just as he was remembering carefully, Su Ziqian ran back from the frontcourt.

The movement was so loud that Qin Ran had to look up.

With a puzzled expression on his face, before he could ask, Su Ziqian had already come up to him: "Qin Ran, it's mine, watch it."

Qin Ran pursed her lips and smiled: "You ran back just to say this to me."

"It's very important." Su Ziqian said solemnly.

After speaking, he trotted back to the front field.

Soon the match just now was over, and the fierce rookie won against another fierce rookie.

Then he grinned and raised his hand on the stage.

Qin Ran glanced at him and silently remembered his face.

After that, he got up and walked to the front court.

In the frontcourt, you can see Su Ziqian's game up close.

Qin Ran's game happened to be the next one, so he was warming up while staring at the people on the field.

Fortunately, the first round ended very quickly. Su Ziqian, this time he controlled it very well, and he avoided several common places that were prone to loopholes.

Taking advantage of the few seconds of rest, Su Ziqian cast a glance in his direction, and Qin Ran gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

Su Ziqian grinned at him, ignoring that the braces in his mouth hadn't been removed yet, his expression was a bit indescribable.

Qin Ran was overjoyed, and before he stopped laughing, Su Ziqian had already started the second round.

Qin Ran's eyes followed his again.

At this moment, the coach came over: "How about your hand, if you can't hold it, just tell me, I will apply to the organizing committee."

Qin Ran looked down at her hands, thinking of Su Ziqian squatting beside the bed rubbing her hands last night, her heart felt inexplicably warm.

He put his hands away, and said to the coach: "No problem, it should be able to last two more games."

The coach smiled helplessly: "You, if you last two more games, the game will be over. Are you sure you can enter the final?"

Qin Ran glanced at the veteran on the opponent's table, and said calmly: "It should be possible. I am familiar with that person. I guess there is a chance of winning by defeating him in an easy way."

The coach nodded: "No wonder Mr. Fei said that you are talented. If you had followed this path since you were a child, Su Ziqian probably wouldn't have had anything to do with it."

"He's different, I'm impatient, he can, so he's destined to succeed, and I'm okay for playing around, Fei Laogao saw it."

The coach pointed at him and didn't say anything else. After Su Ziqian finished, the coach hummed softly: "He won, it's up to you next, hold tight, the result doesn't matter."

These words made Qin Ran dumbfounded: "Coach, others want their students to have the best results, but you are kind, you almost didn't persuade me to retire."

"Tsk... I don't know who it is for, can you stop being so heartless."

The coach didn't know if it was because of Lao Fei, or if he saw Qin Ran's dedication to Su Ziqian these days, he still hoped that this person would be well.

Qin Ran chuckled, and walked towards the direction where Su Ziqian was going to end.

Su Ziqian, sweating all over his body, walked up to him, and without any explanation, he hugged Qin Ran: "I won, and you will win too."

In this way, they can really compete for another round.

"it is good."

Qin Ran and Su Ziqian bumped their fists, turned around and walked onto the ring.

The veteran on the opposite side glanced at Qin Ran's hand: "I heard that your hands are not good."

I don't know where he got the news from.

Qin Ran had no expression on her face, and straightened the corners of her mouth: "It's okay, you'll know if you beat me."

His reaction made the veteran on the opposite side feel at a loss for a while.

Soon, the first round begins.

When the veteran came up, he used fist to fist to greet Qin Ran's knuckles.

Qin Ran was able to bear it at first, but after a while she struggled a bit, and beads of sweat burst out on her forehead.

When the opponent's fist came towards his fist again, he deflected his wrist and hit the opponent's face accurately.

In the first round, Qin Ran won.

Qin Ran didn't want to fight for three rounds, he just wanted to make a quick decision, win in two rounds, and reduce one duel, so that his hands would suffer less damage.

So in the second round, Qin Ran didn't give the veteran a chance to punch him, and directly attacked the veteran's missing places.

The movement was quick and violent, sweeping away the weakness on the face, the speed of punching frightened the veteran on the opposite side to be overwhelmed, and he was hit several times in a row.

The game was quickly lost.

As soon as the referee announced Qin Ran's victory, Qin Ran immediately took off his headgear and braces. When the coach helped him remove the gloves, his eyes sank significantly.

When Qin Ran looked over, he slightly shook his head: "It's okay."

His skin is fair, and the back of his hand is obviously bright red. Even though he is wearing gloves, he is still clearly exposed in front of everyone.

No one cared, originally everyone was the same, and he wasn't the only one who was hypocritical.

But Wei Yunchu, who was sitting in the corner, did smile calmly, and said to the people next to him, "You see, that is his Achilles' heel, no matter how good his skills are, no matter how fast his movements are, his fists are still not hard enough." .”

The man with sharp eyes nodded clearly: "Don't worry, Wei Shao, I promise to help you get rid of him."

"I just need you to help me cripple his hands." Wei Yunchu said with a grim expression.

Su Ziqian doesn't know, after you know the truth of the matter, will you regret it?

Hehe... Wei Yunchu stood up, no longer interested in watching the next match.

He is just waiting for the final, which must be a good show.

Qin Ran jumped off the ring, and before he could stand still, he was grabbed by Su Ziqian: "You are awesome, you won in just two fights."

"You're not bad either." Qin Ran smiled.

The two embraced, then quickly let go, and smiled at each other.

When walking back side by side, Qin Ran saw the fierce young general walking from the auditorium.

Qin Ran was slightly startled, and subconsciously cast a glance at the direction where he came from: that figure from the back?

Before he remembered where he saw it, Su Ziqian pulled him back, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Ran felt that his suspicions were too serious, maybe he was thinking too much: Wei Yunchu was already engaged, so how could he come to watch Su Ziqian's game.

He shook his head subconsciously: "It's nothing, I just saw that fierce young general come down from the stands just now, he must be studying our tactics."

Su Ziqian looked indifferent: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't do much research, anyway, the champion this time will definitely be mine."

Qin Ran couldn't help laughing, and didn't say anything else, but subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and quietly carried them behind his back.

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