"I'm the same as you guessed."

"If Wang Fugui's strength is stronger than Zhou Ding, it will definitely have a bright future."

"He is only in his early twenties now, and he will definitely be another generation of strong people in another ten years."

"Even the Great Elder does not have such strength at his age."

Another referee said with a smile.

But this is just a discussion between the two of them.

The most important thing now is the game in front of you.

That night, Wang Fugui fell asleep early.

Early the next morning, Wang Fugui got up early and went to the gym.

Faced with a powerful opponent like Zhou Ding, Wang Fugui must keep himself in an excited state.

The most effective thing to keep yourself excited is to practice boxing.

Just as Wang Fugui was ready, a familiar figure walked in.

"Oh, President Wang is here in the gym to exercise, too?"

The figure said.

"Isn't President Zhou the same? This is such a coincidence."

Wang Fugui replied.

And this person is either someone else, or Zhou Ding.

His purpose in coming to the gym is the same as that of Wang Fugui, to keep himself excited.

Only in this way can you be energetic when you are on the court.

However, both of them just said they were here to exercise and did not show their ultimate goal.

Although he didn't say it, Wang Fugui and Zhou Ding knew it in their hearts.

In the dark, the two of them had already started to have a scheming.

Everyone is trying to find ways to keep themselves in full bloom.

There are two hours left before the game begins.

As long as you make good use of this period, you will be more comfortable on the field.

In response to this, Wang Fugui chose a quiet corner to practice boxing in order not to affect himself.

In this way, the two of them did not communicate in the next two hours.

"The time should be almost done now, and it's time to go back."

Wang Fugui looked at the time and said.

Then, he took off his fist gloves and left the gym.

Zhou Ding practiced for about ten minutes before leaving the gym.

Back at the room, Wang Fugui began to prepare for the pre-match.

"Relax, don't make yourself so nervous."

At this time, Song Xudong walked into the room and said.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Fugui nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

It is absolutely false to say that it is not nervous.

The final game determines the development of Seoul in the next few years.

If you can't win the championship, Seoul will never have the possibility of surpassing Jiangcheng's economy.

As long as Jiangcheng wins the final championship, the development speed will be faster.

By then, it will completely become the most developed city in the entire region.

"President Song, I'm ready."

Wang Fugui said with a firm look on his face.

Hearing this, Song Xudong nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he took Wang Fugui to the stadium.

On the way to the stadium, Wang Fugui met Zhou Ding who was walking towards him.

The two of them just looked at each other and passed each other.

They will next go for pre-match examinations to confirm that the contestants have not been injected with stimulant drugs.

The side of the field was already full of spectators, and everyone stared at the center of the field intently.

"We're finally here to the finals. I really want to see how strong that Wang Fugui is?"

"I was not very satisfied to see it before. The opponent's strength is really too weak."

One viewer said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, but I heard that Wang Fugui's strength seems to be above President Zhou."

"If this is true, President Zhou will really meet his opponent this time."

"The champion may have to give up."

Another audience member replied.

Just as everyone was talking, Wang Fugui and Zhou Ding walked out of the contestants' channel.

In an instant, tsunami-like applause and cheer burst out from the scene.

The audience cheered and even the host was extremely excited.

Everyone knows the weight of this final.

When Wang Fugui and Zhou Ding walked onto the field, the scene became quiet.

"I announced an important news that the two players reached a consensus through negotiation."

"This game will be the final of the two players, and the final result will determine who will win the championship."

"Simply put, this will be the last two players."

The host said, standing in the center of the venue.

Upon hearing this news, the audience widened their eyes.

This is tantamount to adding weight to the finals.

At the same time, the final final became more intense.

After all, this is no longer a three-game two-win system.

Not only the audience, but even the two vice referees were surprised.

The two looked at Deng Xiaoman sitting in front of them at the same time.

Noting the gazes of the two vice referees, Deng Xiaoman nodded slightly.

"This matter has been approved by my consent."

"At the same time, these two players have thought about it seriously. Please don't have any opinions from the two vice referees."

Deng Xiaoman said with his back.

Hearing these words, the two vice referees nodded slightly.

Since Deng Xiaoman has spoken, they have nothing to say.

After all, Deng Xiaoman is the chief referee of this game and also has the identity of the second elder of the Wushu Association.

The two vice referees are just elders of the Martial Arts Association.

Compared with Deng Xiaoman, he can't rank at all.

At this moment, an old man walked into the referee room.

The two vice referees also turned around curiously, and immediately stood up respectfully when they saw the old man.

"Great Elder."

The two vice referees bent down and said.

Deng Xiaoman, who was sitting in front, immediately stood up and turned around when he heard the words of the two referees.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Deng Xiaoman asked in surprise.

"What? I can't come yet?"

"I have to come and see if you're a little girl, have caused me any trouble."
To be continued...