The tenth opponent went on stage with a high aura. Looking at Qin Yang, who was tired in his eyes, was excited in his heart.

My own opportunity has come!

As long as you defeat Qin Yang, you will become a hero!

Fame and resources are all there are!

Qin Yang's face was still calm. Looking at the opponent who was full of fighting spirit and excited expressions, he sneered silently inside.

So happy?

Looking forward?

Think I can't do it anymore?

Think you can win?

What are you thinking!

There is fatigue. No matter who fights seven or eight power-hitting opponents in a row in a row, they will be tired, but Qin Yang is definitely not as tired as he shows on his face.

Tiredness in eyes?

Pretend it!

Although Qin Yang is not a professional actor, he has acted in a drama and received special training. As an agent, disguising is a must-have class. Isn’t that easy to show exhaustion?

As for pale face, is this difficult for a master of medical skills?

Do you want to nod and sweat again?

Qin Yang just took advantage of the fight and poked it lightly at a certain position on his body.

"Your ring game ends here!"

With a loud shout, the challenger who was as powerful as a tiger rushed towards Qin Yang. Qin Yang also shouted loudly, as if he was vigorously encouraging his spirit and facing the challenger.

The two quickly fought into a group, with onlookers making noises and cheering for the challengers loudly.

Situ Xiang looked worried and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

The man and woman standing behind Yang Haoran looked at the scene, with a sad look, only Yang Haoran looked calm and even had a two-smile smile in his eyes.

He just looked at the game on the court and bet on a bronze ware in front of him. His eyes were warm and kind, as if he was looking at his own child.

"Bang!"

Qin Yang hurriedly raised his hand to block the fierce and violent kick of the other party, and flew out directly. When the other party followed, he turned over and locked the other party's foot, rolled over, overturned the other party to the ground, and then punched the other party under the ribs.

Click!

The challenger's ribs were actually broken several times by Qin Yang's fierce punch. Qin Yang turned over and quickly got up, but his hand was covering his shoulders, and his face looked a little painful.

"He is injured!"

"This kick is so fierce, he must have suffered a serious injury on his shoulder!"

"It's a pity that I'm going to win, but I'm careless!"

"This guy is also trying his best. After such a fierce kick, he forced the challenger to defeat him. I'm afraid that even if the bones are not broken, there will be cracks!"

"It's just a little bit, it's a pity!"

The challenger, whose ribs were broken several times, hammered the ground of the ring with his hands, and a look of regret appeared on his face.

If you are more cautious and less eager for success or profit, you may win!

Hate!

Qin Yang covered his shoulders, gasped for a few breaths, then stood up straight and asked Situ Xiang in the audience, "What time is it?"

Situ Xiang's face was filled with two worries: "5:30!"

Qin Yang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and turned to look at Ueno Toshie, the host of the ring match: "Mr. Ueno, it's already 5:30, why don't you end here today?"

Before Ueno Toei could speak, a man in his thirties next to him protested: "No, since you said until six o'clock, it cannot end at least before six o'clock. Even if it is about to end, it should be a game after six o'clock..."

Qin Yang frowned and remained silent.

As soon as the man spoke, everyone around him suddenly started to clamor.

"Yes, I'm talking about six o'clock, it's only five o'clock now, and at least one more fight!"

"You can't leave. If you leave, it's a violation. Then we can come without following your rules. You must hand over everything, otherwise you won't get out of this door!"

"Yes, either fight or hand over everything, including the Great Prajna Eternal Light!"

"It must be another fight!"

"Can't leave!"

The crowd was filled with turbulent emotions and the sound was like a háo.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, and his expression seemed to be in a dilemma: "Okay, then let's play another game at half past six, the last game!"

"good!"

The crowd of people who were surging and shouting saw Qin Yang give in and stopped clamoring and began to cheer for the last challenger.

"He is no longer able to do it, you must defeat him!"

"Go up, I won him!"

"If you can't beat this, just cut off your stomach!"

"Come on, we support you!"

Qin Yang ignored the noisy sounds and returned to the table, took a sip of water, swallowed a pill, and was about to turn around and leave, Situ Xiang suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Is that okay?"

Qin Yang reached out and patted Situ Xiang's hand, and said gently: "It's the last game today, I have to stick to it!"

Situ Xiang suddenly felt that her palm was scratched by Qin Yang's fingers, and raised her head and happened to see Qin Yang's eyes.

Situ Xiang's originally nervous heart suddenly calmed down and bit her lip: "Come on!"

Rika Yamaguchi naturally couldn't see the small movements between Qin Yang and Situ Xiang. She asked in a complicated tone: "What about your shoulders?"

Qin Yang moved his shoulders slightly, and then stopped immediately. The movement was obviously a sign of pain.

"It's okay, I can hold on."

Rika Yamaguchi looked at Qin Yang's pale face and whispered: "Is it worth it for you to do this? It's only the first day..."

Qin Yang smiled, but his smile seemed a little difficult and tired: "It's worth it. Although it's very difficult, you have to work hard to find out the result!"

Qin Yang turned around and walked towards the stage. Rika Yamaguchi looked at Qin Yang's back and her mood became quite complicated.

This man provoked the entire Japanese practice circle. Although she was from the special service, she was also a practitioner. Logically speaking, she should have shared the same hatred as others, hoping to defeat Qin Yang as soon as possible. But for some reason, seeing Qin Yang fighting so hard one after another, her heart became extremely proud, and she actually hoped that he would not fail.

When Qin Yang showed her tired and firm smile, something invisible inside her suddenly grabbed her.

Looking at Qin Yang's slightly lonely back, Rika Yamaguchi gently bit her lips, her beautiful long eyelashes trembled. She lowered her eyes after shaking twice.

Why did I feel sympathy for him?

Shouldn't he be his enemy?

Because of his persistence?

Because he wants to get back the feelings that Japan had stolen cultural relics?
Chapter completed!