"Come on, Chen Cong! Come on, Chen Cong!"

Class Three burned with rage and cheered loudly for Chen Cong.

Chen Cong now shut out his surroundings. He could only see the opponent. Even if he knew the opponent was not as good as himself, he still went all out like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

Wang Kang stepped in front of Chen Cong and found that Chen Cong still held out his hands without any movement. With a cold smile, he quickly got close to Chen Cong and directly punched Chen Cong in the face with his left fist.

The punch was quick, accurate and relentless!

But this was still not his deadly kill action. This punch was only on Xu Huang's level. The real deadly kill action was the round house kick from his right leg.

Just when his left fist was pulling back, his right round house kick had already hit Chen Cong's head hard from the side.

Chen Cong seemed not to realize. He was still motionless. Wang Kang was very happy and thought he would succeed.

But just as his round house kick was going to hit Chen Cong, Chen Cong suddenly moved, but without moving footsteps. Chen Cong held the body back directly in a dramatic angle and escaped the round house kick.

His right foot gave a quick kick to Wang Kang's left leg gently.

It was too late for Wang Kang to react in the middle of his round house kick. He lost his balance and yelled, directly falling, face down on the floor.

"Balance is lost and the legs are not strong," Chen Cong commented.

Wang Kang stood up, looking pale. He clenched his fist to Chen Cong and stepped down in dejection.

An expert could prove the truth with only one movement. From the stroke just now, he knew he couldn't defeat Chen Cong definitely. Many people lost to his stroke, so he never thought he could be knocked down by only one stroke.

It was better to step down rather than disgracefully remaining on the stage.

He lost definitely and had nothing to say.

The audience offstage looked at each other in dismay. No one had expected it to end so soon.

From the beginning to the end, it took less than 10 seconds.

"Awesome!"

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Applause burst out.

The whole Class Three shouted, "Chen Cong! Chen Cong!"

The people from the Martial Arts Association looked pale. They knew how awesome Chen Cong was, so they were sincerely convinced of their losing.

The President of Martial Arts Association had already been thinking about how to recruit Chen Cong to the association at the recruitment fair next Sunday.

If they had a signboard like Chen Cong, there would be more people signing up to the association at registration time!

Their current lost reputation could then be recovered. The greater Chen Cong's reputation was, the more famous the Martial Arts Association would be!

Chen Cong enjoyed the cheers offstage very much. He clenched his fist at the audience and then continued to wait.

The man he was waiting for hadn't come yet.

Time was almost up. It was 7:18. Only two minutes left.

"Don't let me down, Fang Qiu!"

At this time, the lights at both sides of the rostrum were on, lighting up the dark rostrum.

The clock ticked away and it was 7:20 now!

Chen Cong looked at the position of Class Three. Fang Qiu did not come. He spontaneously sighed with great disappointment inwardly.

"Ah?"

Suddenly there was someone crying out in the crowd.

The crowd looked at him curiously.

A person pointed in horror to the all-steel frame above the stage.

All of them looked in the finger's direction and stared blankly.

There was a man sitting on a steel structure eight to nine meters high above the ground.

A man wearing the military training uniforms and a mask!

Nobody knew when he got up there.

They also didn't know how he got up there.

They looked to the left and right but didn't see any ladder or any place for him to go up.

Chen Cong also looked at the man sitting leisurely above his head, shocked.

He knew clearly that there was nobody up there when he came and was also sure that if anyone went up there, he would know.

But now he did not know how and when this guy went up there.

And at that height, it seemed impossible.

"Who is this guy?"

A question arose in his mind.

Not only him, but the audience offstage were also all whispering and discussing. They all had no idea who this person was and why he came here.

While everyone was talking, the man above him made another amazing move.

He jumped down.

He jumped down from a place where was seven to eight meters high.

"Ah!"

Everyone cried out involuntarily.

This was a place of eight to nine meters in height. Normal people would get hurt if they jumped from that height!

But something even more surprising happened.

The man landed firmly on the ground, silently!

It made people feel that he did not jump from a height of eight to nine meters at all, but from a height of eight or nine centimeters.

Otherwise, how could he land so silently!

"How come there was no sound!?"

Chen Cong stared at the feet of the man in front of him, his eyes full of horror.

What his opponent did was too scary.

What kind of Kung Fu was this?

Chen Cong had never seen anyone who could do this and never thought it possible.

"You are?"

Chen Cong raised his head and stared at the man in front of him.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

He was Fang Qiu, but his voice changed. His figure was not as straight as before and he was very casual and slack.

"Fang Qiu?" Chen Cong frowned and denied the answer immediately. Fang Qiu's voice and body obviously were not like this man at all. "Could it be my letter of challenge accidentally brought out an awesome guy and this person was also a freshman like me?"

"Who are you? Why not show your real appearance?" Chen Cong said.

The audience offstage all stared at Fang Qiu with sparkling eyes and wanted to see who he was.

"This is not necessary."

Fang Qiu looked at the crowd offstage. Then he looked at Chen Cong and said, "I am so handsome that I will make you jealous."

Chen Cong was speechless.

The crowd offstage almost fell to the ground.

Shortly, a burst of boo and hoots came out.

"He doesn't dare to show his face. He must look very ugly!"

"Yes, true! If he is not ugly, why not dare to show his face?"

"Very ugly! He must be ugly!"

"Hey hey, you really want to see my face?" asked Fang Qiu who burned with anger at the crowd offstage.

"Yes!"

The crowd offstage roared in a chorus.

"OK, I'll let you see what a handsome boy looks like!"

Fang Qiu put his hand behind his ear and was going to take off his mask.

Chen Cong stared at the action of Fang Qiu. He wanted to see who he was.

The audience offstage all craned their necks to see what this guy looked like.

"Ugly or handsome?"

"Do I know him?"

Fang Qiu looked at the expectant expression of everybody, a crafty look came to his eyes.

"Hey hey." He smiled.

He pulled the mask away.

"What the hell?!"

The crowd offstage swore in unison.

There was another mask under the mask.

And it was painted with a snicker face of a vertical brow and two rows of big white teeth.

It seemed to be laughing at them!

If they had rotten eggs on their hands, they would all throw them to that guy on the stage.

He made a fool of everyone!

This guy did not look like a serious person at all!

After fooling them, Fang Qiu no longer paid attention to the crowd's reaction offstage. He said to Chen Cong, "Let's start."

"OK! Let me see how awesome you are today! Please!" Chen Cong said with his fists clenched.

After Chen Cong stopped speaking, the audience offstage found Chen Cong's temperament changed.

It was completely different. A second ago he looked very casual, now he was like a tiger waiting for the kill, staring at his prey.

Compared with the appearance when he contested with Wang Kang before, they all knew that Chen Cong was really serious this time.

If he could use one movement to defeat the expert from the Martial Arts Association without looking him in the face, then what kind of strength would he have if he became serious?

All of them were looking forward to it.

"Please!"

Fang Qiu clenched his fist and slowly stretched out his right hand, just as Chen Cong had done before when he battled with Wang Kang.

This movement made Chen Cong pick his brows.

It was just the same as he had done before. It was OK that they were the same gestures, but the meaning behind it was more than that.

It meant that Fang Qiu was there when he battled with Wang Kang!

Otherwise, it was impossible for him to see this movement and mimic this movement!

The opponent went up to the steel beam under his nose but was not seen by him. His evaluation of the mysterious man in front of him grew higher still.

Chen Cong moved his feet and stared at Fang Qiu.

He was not going to wait for the opponent's attack. He was ready to attack first!

Fang Qiu did not move at all and looked at Chen Cong with a half-smile in his eyes.

As soon as Chen Cong just moved his feet to the side of Fang Qiu, he suddenly gave an attack without any fancy action like a performance. With a direct punch, he hit toward Fang Qiu's chest as fast as a flash of lightning.

The punch could have hit his temple or even his head.

But he didn't do it. It was not worth risking lives, so he should stop in time and leave some leeway.

But the next second, a sound of "bang" was heard. Chen Cong was hit back over ten meters. He could only stop his body against the stage wall.

"Ah?"

Everyone offstage opened their mouth widely. They hadn't realized what happened.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Didn’t see what happened. How did he fly away?"

They only saw Chen Cong's attack, but didn't see how Fang Qiu stretched out his hands.

From Chen Cong's attack to his flying out, it was just a flash before it ended.

"Was that too soon?"

"Was that too awesome?"

Chen Cong clutched his chest and looked at Fang Qiu in front of him with a face full of horror. Others didn't know what was going on, but he knew.

Just when his fist reached Fang Qiu's chest, Fang Qiu drew back slightly and waved the left hand directly, striking him in the chest.

He perceived that it was too late and that defense was impossible. His opponent was too fast!

Chen Cong flew away under only one hit.

The opponent's force was so precise that it immediately drew back once generated.

It made him fly, but didn't hurt him.

Chen Cong couldn't accept this.

One move!

With only one move!

His opponent defeated him with only one move!

The Kung Fu he had been proud of was so weak in front of his opponent!

It was also difficult for the audience offstage to accept the result.

When Chen Cong battled with the expert of Martial Arts Association Association, he defeated the opponent with only one movement!

And now Chen Cong couldn't even make one movement in front of Fang Qiu!

"He is too awesome!"

They just forgot that they were fooled by the masked man on the stage just a second ago and looked at him with awed and adoring eyes.

The students of Class Three ceased all other thoughts.

The masked man had shocked them with his strength.

He destroyed Chen Cong. It was not even close. It was a killing!

Liu Feifei stared at the masked man on the stage with her eyes widely opened.

Disbelief was all over her face.

"When did such an awesome guy appear in the university?"

"Never heard about that!"

"How did he appear out of the blue?"