sjar Chapter 1095
Chapter 1095
"Everyone, stop laughing at him. This kid named Qin Yu is a real talent. We must keep him and not replace him with a better one, otherwise how will we be able to place bets and win money?"
"That makes sense! I never expected that such a prestigious university as Imperial Capital University would have such hidden talents, hahaha!"
"..."
The audience kept mocking Qin Yu on the stage, believing that it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
However, a very small number of people at the scene still noticed that something was wrong.
Yanghan University lost.
In a secluded corner of the audience, Ye Chen, the captain of Jiangzhou Science and Technology College, spoke calmly.
This time, Imperial University is one of their biggest obstacles in their quest to win the championship, so Ye Chen led his team to watch the game.
Not only them, but also more than a dozen top universities, including Longxia University, Qinhan University, and Hanwu University, are paying attention to this competition.
They all wanted to know whether Teikyo University's poor performance in the first game was their true strength or if they were deliberately hiding their true abilities.
Now that they've seen this, they already have the answer in their hearts.
Lin Tianlei, the captain of Hanwu University, stood up from the audience and prepared to leave.
A cute little boy licking a lollipop next to him saw this and asked curiously:
"Captain, the match isn't over yet, why are you leaving?"
Lin Tianlei said calmly, "There's no need to watch anymore. Yanghan University has already lost."
"Huh?" Gu Haoqi looked surprised upon hearing this.
"But in the stands, aren't the people from Yanghan University beating up Qin Yu?"
Lin Tianlei glanced at him and said indifferently:
"When a Martial Marquis fights a Grand Martial Master, do you think it's normal for him to simply dominate?"
Gu Haoqi was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly realized that with the strength of Wuhou, he should be able to easily kill a Grand Martial Master. Could it be that the people from Yanghan University were holding back?
wrong!
Yanghan University is now in dire straits and desperately needs a clean and decisive victory to boost the team's confidence. There's no reason for them to throw the game.
Could it be that Qin Yu from Imperial University is deliberately hiding his true abilities?
Thinking of this, Gu Haoqi looked at the two people competing on the stage again with renewed seriousness, especially focusing his attention on the guy named Qin Yu.
And what I found was quite shocking.
This guy looked like he was being relentlessly attacked, but his pace and breathing remained perfectly steady throughout.
Especially his eyes, which didn't look like the kind of humiliated yet powerless look of someone being suppressed and beaten, but rather like the playful look of a cat toying with a mouse.
"You figured it out?" Lin Tianlei asked.
"This captain from Imperial University is really something."
Gu Haoqi crunched the lollipop in his mouth, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
Meanwhile, the battle on the arena was gradually coming to an end.
Qin Yu fled all the way, but Zhao Fang forced him to the edge of the arena, where he had nowhere left to retreat.
"Hmph! Kid, let's see where you can run now!"
Zhao Fang gave a cold laugh, and then a gust of wind suddenly rose from beneath his feet, propelling him toward Qin Yu at a terrifying speed invisible to the naked eye.
However, just as Zhao Fang's right leg was about to hit Qin Yu's chest, Qin Yu jumped backward and off the stage.
Zhao Fang's attack missed its mark, and he himself was propelled off the stage by the immense momentum.
The audience erupted in uproar upon witnessing this scene!
Good heavens, isn't this the same move Qin Yu used against the team from Longyang City Science and Technology College? This kid actually learned it!?
I have some ideas!
However, Zhao Fang remained completely calm at this moment.
Even if he falls off the ring, his opponent will definitely land first, meaning he'll still win the match... Holy crap!?
Before the thought even crossed his mind, Zhao Fang's pupils nearly popped out of their sockets.
Just as Qin Yu was about to land, he released several wooden vines from his hands, which wrapped around the arena, and then he swung back up.
Zhao Fang, on the other hand, landed safely and smoothly...
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