While talking, Zhao Yong on the stage had been carried down by the staff on a stretcher.

At this time, the referee raised Lin Huan's hand, and Meng Xiaoke announced on the spot, "In the first game, Zhao Yong will win against Lin Huan, Lin Huan will win!"

"Next, let us invite two other contestants to the stage..."

Meng Xiaoke said to the two contestants who were ready in the audience.

The first game can be considered very exciting. Zhao Yong was defeated by Lin Huan, and the only three masters were Lin Huan and Zhang Chengguang.

The showdown between Lin Huan and Zhang Chengguang, such masters, will naturally be put to the finale.

The audience also looked up and cheered with this expectation.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as everyone was looking forward to the next game, a young man's silence suddenly came from the audience.

Everyone looked in the voice and saw a man of twenty-seven or eight years old standing up from his seat.

The man had a delicate skin and tender flesh, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and when he looked closely, he was Xia Yun, the son of the Xia family.

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Shh! Sigh down, this is Xia Yun, the son of the Xia family."

The audience around him whispered to each other.

At this time, Lin Qinghan suddenly felt an unknown premonition in her heart.

Xia Yun is a vengeful person. He was ruined by Xiao Tianmo before. Could it be that he is going to attack Xiao Tianmo now?

Xia Fan next to Xia Yun reached out to pull Xia Yun's arm and whispered: "Xia Yun, what do you want to do? This is a martial arts competition, and every move is serious!"

Where could Xia Yun hear what she said?

At that moment, he deliberately looked at Xiao Tianmo, and then said to Meng Xiaoke on the stage: "Old Meng, you just said that in today's competition, anyone can go on stage to challenge the contestants, right?"

"Ah? Could it be that the young master of the Xia family want to challenge the military king Linhuan on the stage?"

"Have he been stimulated or has his brain been flooded? The last martial arts champion Zhao Yong was killed instantly by Lin Huan. He is a rich young man who has a delicate skin and tender flesh all day long, so he dares to come on stage?" Click on WeChat and follow *Zhangzhongyun Literature* to recommend high-quality exclusive novels every day.

Everyone around was shocked.

When Meng Xiaoke heard Xia Yun's words, hesitated for a moment.

However, he nodded and said, "That's right, I've made it very clear just now. This year's martial arts competition will accept challenges initiated by any heroes."

"What? Mr. Xia interrupted me at this time because he wanted to challenge our winner, Mr. Lin Huan?"

Xia Yun waved his hand immediately, "Mr. Meng, you misunderstood. Mr. Lin and I are friends. I know very well his ability. Xia Yun is not the kind of person who overestimates himself."

"However, on the way I came just now, I met a person who was overestimating my abilities and dared to speak out, saying that even if all the contestants were on board today, they would be beaten to pieces by him." Search the official account "Zhangzhongyun Literature" on WeChat, and more good books are waiting for you to see.

"I also said that if Mr. Lin saw him, he would be so afraid that he would not even dare to take his hand."

"There are such a capable person sitting in the audience of our martial arts competition. I want everyone to see it."

"Let Mr. Lin also identify for us. Is it because of who is arrogant or has the strength?"

Hearing Xia Yun's words, all the audience stretched their necks and wanted to know who that person was.

Lin Huan's supporters became excited.

"Hmph! I don't believe it. Who can surpass our Lin Huan's ability! That guy is just a toad yawning, what a big tone!"
Chapter completed!