A second ago, everyone's blood boiled with Ye Qingyang's words.
The next second, when I saw Ye Qingyang's clumsy figure on stage, my heart suddenly went cold.
Brother, you went up to get beaten, right?
When people go on stage, they either jump or fly.
How impressive!
Let's see you on stage again. Why are you working harder than Wu Laoer in the village?
You have no strength!
At this time, the staff had already carried Gongsun Wuming off, leaving only Ye Qingyang and Luck Man on the stage, and the game was about to begin.
However, the middle-aged man with a mustache outside the court expressed objections.
"The players of our Taylor Group have just finished their last game, so we should give them a few minutes to adjust and rest, right? Otherwise, it would be too unfair!" the middle-aged man with a mustache said to Situ Jing.
What he said makes sense, always give him a few minutes to breathe.
Situ Jing said to the host: "Take a three-minute break and then start the game again!"
"Okay, President!"
The host nodded.
The middle-aged man with a mustache said: "Rest alone is not enough, we need to give the players some water and energy!"
The Taylor Group has risen. The middle-aged man with a mustache stood in front of Situ Jing, as if a new king who was about to ascend the throne was having a conversation with his fallen old master, full of arrogance.
Situ Jing secretly gritted his teeth, feeling angry in his heart.
But his palace was very deep, so he finally smiled and said: "Okay, let's give the players some food and water!"
"Yes, President!"
The young man next to Situ Jing came to the ring with food and water.
When Ye Qingyang saw this young man, his eyes were full of amusement.
Okay!
He finally attacked me!
This glass of water seems to have been poisoned again.
However, Ye Qingyang smiled and said thank you.
Then, he raised his head and drank the whole glass of water.
"Wow, the sun is scorching hot, it's so refreshing to drink a glass of cold water!"
Ye Qingyang smacked his mouth, enjoying it very much.
When the middle-aged man with a mustache outside the court saw this, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
Although you are not very strong, I must be just in case.
This time, you definitely can't win!
During the break, people outside the court were also talking a lot.
"Ye Gaoren is worthy of being Ye Gaoren, he actually reached the finals!"
Huang Hai couldn't help but admire him, his eyes full of admiration.
Xu Shirong was a little worried: "It's just that the opponent is so strong. If Master Ye makes a slight mistake, I'm afraid he will lose his life!"
"Miss Wen, I think it's almost enough for Ye Gaoren to help you reach the finals, or this is enough!" Huang Hai negotiated with Wen Ji for the sake of Ye Qingyang.
Wenji spread her hands, her pretty face looking helpless:
"Do you think I asked him to hit me? It was his own idea!"
Huang Hai frowned, looked at Ye Qingyang's thin figure on the stage, and said with emotion on his face:
"He must be caring about Qingzhou and don't want foreign barbarians to occupy the underground world of Qingzhou, so he came to power regardless of safety. His patriotism and love for his family are really admirable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him were extremely moved.
"We must do something for him!" Xu Shirong said.
"The only thing we can do is to work hard!" Huang Hai said with deep eyes.
He told his subordinates: "Cheer for the player Qingfeng. He is not afraid of powerful enemies and takes risks for our Qingzhou. He is amiable and respectable! Hurry, shout out with all your strength!"
"yes!"
The blood of his subordinates was also boiling, and their admiration for Ye Qingyang in their hearts was infinitely high.
The people around him were affected by this scene, and felt full of apologies for looking down on Ye Qingyang before.
"Brother Huang Hai is worthy of being the eldest brother. His plan is lofty and lofty, but we are stupid! No matter how strong Qingfeng is, he is still fighting for our Qingzhou. We should not look down on him!" someone said.
"Okay, then let's all shout together and cheer for Qingfeng!" Huang Hai said.
On the stage, Ye Qingyang and Luck were looking at each other, and the game was about to begin.
But suddenly I heard a burst of shouting from the other side of the Yellow Sea.
"Come on Qingfeng, you sacrificed your life for Qingzhou, we support you!" Huang Hai took the lead in shouting.
Then, the younger brothers screamed crazily:
"Come on Qingfeng! Come on!"
...
Immediately, the atmosphere was lifted, and the whole audience began to shout "Come on Qingfeng."
In an instant, there was a surge of shouts and a huge crowd.
After all, Ye Qingyang was the last local player from Qingzhou, and everyone reluctantly accepted this reality.
Whether Qingzhou's last shred of dignity can be preserved depends entirely on Ye Qingyang.
However, Ye Qingyang grinned and said in his heart, I am really not as noble as you think.
For the sake of Qingzhou, it’s not a big deal, right?
But, now that I’ve said it, why don’t I go with the trend?
Ye Qingyang raised his right hand high and shouted: "For Qingzhou!"
"For Qingzhou!"
Everyone was excited and shouting at the top of their lungs.
In an instant, the dignity of the nation was aroused. Everyone looked at the emaciated figure on the stage and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I'll rub it! It's so great!"
"Even if he dies, he will die for Qingzhou!"
"Warrior, come on!"
...
Wen Ji was stunned.
Isn't Ye Qingyang just following his own plan?
How does it have anything to do with For Qingzhou!
This guy is actually pretending.
Also gained a wave of fans!!!
The Doom Man smiled coldly: "Young man, everyone wants to be a hero, but you don't have that fate!"
Ye Qingyang stood proudly, changing his previous playful and smiling attitude, standing against the wind, looking cool and free.
"Whether I have that fate or not is not up to you!"
In Ye Qingyang's eyes, no matter who is the bad luck person or the Gu Master, they will be treated as scum.
"Since you want to be the hero of Qingzhou, then I will give you a ride!"
After saying that, the Doomed One stamped his feet fiercely, his body grew three inches taller, and with a flick of his black robe, the black flying Gu surged out in an instant.
His hands were like playing a pipa, and every time he flicked his fingers, he made a shrill sonic boom, as if he was guiding those flying Gu.
Flying Gu Insects rose up and formed a long line, surrounding the Doomed One.
The long line was faintly emitting black air and looked extremely powerful, as if it could break steel.
Suddenly, there was silence outside the venue. Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
Outside the court, Gongsun Wuming had just woken up, his face was full of shock, and his expression was extremely solemn.
"Gu insects are as strong as steel. If the insect thread hits a person, the body will be penetrated instantly and there will be no recovery!"
"This misfortune can actually use the Flying Thousand Machines Gu. It seems that the underground world of Qingzhou is about to change!"
"Ahem!"
After saying that, Gongsun Wuming coughed several times and blood spurted out.
"Unknown elder!"
People around him stepped forward to help Gongsun Wuming, fearing that he would make a mistake.
"Boy, I used my strongest tricks against you, you should be honored for this!" the Doomsdayer said proudly.
"Do you think this is very advanced?" Ye Qingyang raised his hands slightly, lightly grasping the void, and his temperament suddenly changed, as if he was holding the entire world: "Let me show you what true strength is!"