Volume 2: Jade Promise Chapter 141 Who wins?
Tang Zheng looked at the master's style of Brother Haonan and felt a little amused. He thought to himself, "This guy cares more about the style and shape than I do."
Unfortunately, apart from Tang Zheng, there were no other spectators. Even Tang Xiaotang and the others’ attention was all on Tang Zheng.
As Tang Zheng's first star fight, his opponent was not a highly ranked warrior. Tang Xiaotang and the others never thought that Tang Zheng would lose this fight.
The only question is how long it will take Tang Zheng to defeat this opponent.
After all, today they not only have to defeat every opponent they are matched with, but also have to win quickly enough to ensure that they have the last laugh in the bet with Sanqing Academy.
One thousand taels of purple gold was not a big deal for Tang Zheng, but this bet was also related to the reputation of Yisu Academy. As students of Yisu Academy, they all cared about this very much.
At this time, the star fight was about to begin. Tang Zheng was too lazy to pose or anything. He jumped directly onto the stage and stood opposite Brother Haonan.
The elder brother Haonan, who had been folding his arms and looked cool, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Tang Zheng, saw the gray number plate on his chest, and then immediately drooped his eyelids again, as if he was facing air, and said in a low voice: "After the Star Fight begins, I will let you three moves."
Tang Zheng smiled and did not object. He replied without hesitation: "Great, thank you!"
Brother Haonan seemed a little surprised by Tang Zheng's answer. He had participated in many Star Fights, and although his record was mediocre, he was very experienced in how to bring psychological pressure to the opponent.
Normally, opponents who encountered such a proposal would most likely reject it sternly, feeling that their dignity was challenged, and would then attack fiercely in a frenzy and want to get back at the opponent. However, Brother Haonan's astrology and martial arts were good at defensive counterattacks, and relying on this set of psychological tactics to lure the opponent into a trap, Brother Haonan won several astrology battles that were originally very difficult.
However, today was the first time that he met a warrior like Tang Zheng who had no sense of dignity at all . He did not even try to refuse, as if he had been waiting for Brother Haonan to make this proposal, and he agreed readily and directly.
"This person is either a master of psychological warfare, or a shameless person, or... he is one of my former defeated opponents who was specially hired to disgust me!" Brother Haonan suffered a setback before he even started, and thought to himself with some depression.
Words spoken helplessly were like water spilled on the ground. Tang Zheng had accepted his "good intentions", but he had no way to change his words. He could only snort reluctantly as a response.
"Is this guy sick? He said he would let the master have three moves, and the master agreed. But he seemed very dissatisfied, as if someone owed him money or something?" Tang Xiaotang was not very fond of Brother Haonan's behavior in the beginning. Seeing Brother Haonan's reaction, she complained directly under the ring.
There were not many spectators near the arena, and Tang Xiaotang had a loud voice and did not intend to hide her voice at all, so everything she said fell into the ears of Brother Haonan without missing a word.
Brother Haonan, who had just been choked by Tang Zheng, was mercilessly criticized again by Tang Xiaotang. He was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
At this moment, the countdown for the Stars just ended. He had not yet recovered from the shadow of the failure of the psychological warfare and the depression of being continuously criticized by Tang Xiaotang, when a figure suddenly flashed before his eyes.
"Damn...what is that?" Just as this thought flashed through Brother Haonan's mind, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground on the ring.
"Damn, even fainting is so cool, you must have practiced this before, big brother!" Tang Zheng glanced at brother Haonan who was lying on the ground and shrugged.
"Referee, referee brother, I should have won, right?" Tang Zheng was standing next to the fainted brother Haonan, looking at the referee who had been standing in the corner of the ring for a moment, still dumbfounded, and asked.
"Uh... yes, you won!" After hearing Tang Zheng's reminder, the referee woke up as if from a dream and announced that Tang Zheng had won the star fight.
Looking at Tang Zheng's leaving back, the referee on the ring was still a little dazed.
In order to ensure a relatively fair judgment on Xingdou, the referees on the second floor are all warriors at the peak of two-star or even three-star strength. In addition, Xingdou witnesses all kinds of warriors every day, so most of the referees have extraordinary eyesight.
But even the referee on the stage didn't fully react until the fight was over.
He reviewed the whole process in his mind over and over again, and finally reconstructed the battle that had just taken place in a split second.
Just as the fight started, the warrior codenamed Dai Mengli instantly used a martial arts technique with terrifying speed, and flashed directly to the blind spot behind the side of the man codenamed Big Brother Haonan. Then, he didn't even use any martial arts, and didn't even draw his weapon, but directly cut Big Brother Haonan's neck with a lightning-fast hand knife.
Then, Brother Haonan fell to the ground and fainted.
Fast, too fast in fact.
Not only was Tang Zheng's body movements fast enough, his attacks were also fast enough, and the time it took him to win was even faster!
"This should be the fastest match to end among all the Star Fighting matches today, right?" the referee muttered to himself. "Amazing speed, unexpected attack method, strong psychological quality, excellent grasp of the opportunity, who exactly is this cute raccoon... Such a strong warrior, but he still has a gray number plate?"
"Who knows, this guy may stir up a storm on the second floor today..." The referee smiled and shook his head, speaking to himself.
A two-star mid-level warrior with decent strength was knocked out before he even had time to raise his star signs or activate his star power.
Although there are some accidental factors at work, it must be said that the strength of this cute and silly raccoon has reached the top two-star level.
Just like the cold war when they first entered the Star Arena, it was enough to stir up a huge storm on the second level of the Star Arena.
At this time, Brother Haonan woke up slowly from the ring, touched the back of his head which was hurt from the knock, got up and looked around in confusion: "What's going on? Where are the people? Where is that kid just now? Did he give up? Did I win?"
The referee looked at Brother Haonan with a dazed look, sighed unhappily, and didn't even bother to answer him. He just jumped off the ring, leaving him with only his back.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on? Who wins?" Brother Haonan stood speechlessly in the center of the ring, asking the heavens without words, his tone full of resentment, like an abandoned stupid child.
