"Why are you participating in the competition?" Wang Lang asked the first question.

"Uh," Pang Xiaonan thought for a while and said, "I started with the competition for friendship, and now I am for collective honor."

"So, you are not participating in the competition for yourself." Wang Lang's expression did not change at all.

"This question is not easy to answer," Pang Xiaonan thought of the category of philosophy. "I said it is for others, but in the final analysis it is for myself. For example, when I first participated in the competition, I wanted to help my classmates win the championship, but why did I help him? Because I think he regards me as a good friend, or wants him to feel my goodness, why do I want him to feel my goodness? I still want to make him feel my goodness? So in essence, helping others is to help myself. I don't know if what I said is right?" Pang Xiaonan knew that Wang Lang's cultivation is very high, not only reflected in the Kung Fu.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "You have seen it thoroughly. I'll ask you again, do you think you can beat me?"

Pang Xiaonan looked at the floor with his hands on the floor, looked up at the roof of the basketball court, and replied lazily: "You shouldn't ask me this question. From the beginning, you don't plan to compete with me, you must know the comparison of your strength. Although I don't know much about the Taoist party, your reputation has been long-standing. Judging from my observation of your performance, you cannot not know my true level. This is also the reason why you chose not to compete with me."

Pang Xiaonan used spiritual consciousness to explore Wang Lang's strength, at least the initial level of martial arts, but because Wang Lang has not really fully demonstrated his strength, his level should be more than the data that can be explored. Just like after the transformation of the Horgos step, his martial arts value has been greatly improved, which will be much higher than the level of using spiritual consciousness to explore before.

But since Wang Lang is unwilling to compete, he is because he has no confidence in Pang Xiaonan and even feels that he has no hope of victory, so he chooses to fight Pang Xiaonan in literary terms. Pang Xiaonan is very accurate in this regard.

Wang Lang looked straight at Pang Xiaonan and didn't say anything for a long time, "You are indeed very strong, not only in terms of martial arts, but also in a very accurate insight." Wang Lang admired Pang Xiaonan's insights from his heart, but his face was still calm.

"Ah, they didn't do it, Pang Xiaonan and Wang Lang didn't do it! They seemed to be chatting!" The commentator's guess about the internal strength competition between the two sides failed, and he was very disappointed. "What a dramatic side. In the ring of the Dongli Military Academy's mixed martial arts competition, two top three contestants actually sat together and chatted. There was no wine on the stage. If two glasses of wine were given, the two contestants would really be a pot of wine on the stage and would be three people, because there was a referee on the stage!"

"In the competition arena, the contestants don't fight, but talk about life here. What kind of operation is this?" The commentator was a little suspicious of life. "Does the referee care? The referee did not come forward to stop it. It seems that the organizing committee does not intend to care about these two kids sitting on the ring and chatting. This is worthy of being a mixed martial arts competition. You can compare anything, and even bragging. Are Pang Xiaonan and Wang Lang comparing whose bragging level is higher now?"

In the stands in the northwest corner, members of the fighting club were talking. "What are the coach doing? If you have anything to talk to your opponent, isn't it better to just punch him?" "You know, the coach is hiding his strength, and there is a tough battle behind him." "I think, Wang Lang is not weak, and the coach is still a bit taboo." "You don't understand. The coach is called the highest level of fighting, and he will defeat others without fighting."

Wang Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The last question is, what do you think I'll participate in the competition."

Pang Xiaonan blinked his eyes, held his hands straight on the ring, and his legs were also slumped straight on the ring, looking bored. He actually couldn't figure out the real purpose of Wang Lang's participation in the competition. Judging from his indifferent appearance, especially now sitting with him, it really seemed like he was here to make a fuss.

"You are in the world and you can't help yourself," Pang Xiaonan analyzed deeply. This theory is applicable everywhere. "Your purpose is not to win, your purpose is to visit here. In this way, if I guess correctly, you are here instead of the sect. If the sect wants you to come, you have to come, but if you come, whether you won or not, it is not your ability to control it. According to me, even you are willing to come to Dongli Military Academy to attend school."

"However, you don't have your own ideas about participating in the competition. At least, you also want to see which powerful forces exist outside the Dao Party." Pang Xiaonan's analysis was very pertinent. If Wang Lang had no intention of participating in the competition, he could lose the game in the first round and then watch it on the wall. However, Wang Lang rushed into the finals all the way, and he should still be full of expectations for the powerful opponents behind him.

"But I have a suggestion for you," Pang Xiaonan really regarded Wang Lang as a friend who could talk about everything. They met by chance, but they became acquainted by the Dongli Military Academy's mixed martial arts competition and sat on the rare interval between the competition. It was really a precious friendship. "Since you have already gone down the mountain, you should take on the responsibility of the sect. The Dao Party sent you out of the mountain to keep pace with the times. You should integrate into the torrent of this society. Dongli Military Academy is just a condensed shadow of society, but this is not a pure society. The society outside is even more dangerous. In addition to studying, you should also go to the real society. The era of your sect doing things behind closed doors is gone forever."

The basketball hall was very noisy. The audience was bored by the game where Pang Xiaonan and Wang Lang could not do it without it, and they were talking about other things, such as the campus supermarket recently being held an event, and a roast chicken was only 9.9 yuan.

Wang Lang looked at Pang Xiaonan for more than ten seconds. These ten seconds were just a moment for outsiders. They were just saying a word or being stunned. For Wang Lang, it was a long wait. Even Pang Xiaonan felt that Wang Lang was asleep because Wang Lang's demeanor was motionless. Except for his eyes, other parts of his body seemed to have entered a state of false sleep.

In fact, Wang Lang is thinking about Pang Xiaonan's words. No, he is not thinking. He is chewing. He is used to chewing people's words and then integrating them into thinking to discover the true, false, right and wrong of these words and whether they are nutritious.

Finally, Wang Lang's lips moved, and he said to Pang Xiaonan: "You are right. I should put down the old party thinking and integrate into society better." The corners of his mouth raised lightly, and a small smile on his face flashed.

Wang Lang exerted his strength with his legs, but he stood up from the ring without using his hands to support him. He turned to the referee and said, "Pang Xiaonan won." After that, he glanced at Pang Xiaonan, turned around and walked off the ring.

Pang Xiaonan also slowly stood up from the ring and watched Wang Lang get off the ring with a look of praise in his eyes. Just now, he was sitting and chatting with Wang Lang, and accidentally activated his spiritual sense to investigate Wang Lang's martial arts value again. He unexpectedly found that Wang Lang's strength may still be above him, and at the worst he had to be on par with him. If he only fights with bare hands, he may not be Wang Lang's opponent.

"Wang Lang walked off the ring! Wang Lang walked off the ring!" The commentator shouted, "An incredible scene happened on the ring. Wang Lang and Pang Xiaonan did not take action, and Wang Lang walked off the ring himself! What happened? Why did Wang Lang take the initiative to admit defeat? What did the two talk about? We saw that Pang Xiaonan and Wang Lang sat on the ring for only a few minutes and decided the winner. No, it should be said that Wang Lang took the initiative to give up the game. What did Pang Xiaonan say? What did such a great magical way would make Wang Lang, a Taoist party who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not change color, take the initiative to admit defeat?

The distance is too far, and we don’t know what the conversation is about, but we can see that it was Wang Lang who took the initiative to walk off the ring, and no one forced him. I wonder what would Wang Lang feel if his master learned about his behavior? Is this the Taoist party’s performance of being in peace with the world? Since it is not in conflict with the world, why should we participate in the competition? Okay, the referee raised Pang Xiaonan’s hand, and Pang Xiaonan won the first game. This was the first game of the top three competition, and Pang Xiaonan won the victory without any effort. It was so boring. The two of them chatted and made Pang Xiaonan win, which was completely different from the bloody and fierce competition we imagined…”

The referee signaled that the first game would end, and the second game would continue.

As Pang Xiaonan got off the ring, a large wave of reporters flocked to him, and the questions were similar: "What did you talk to Wang Lang, why did he take the initiative to admit defeat?" Pang Xiaonan smiled slightly and played Tai Chi and said: "We had friendly consultations on this game. He decided to give up the game. As for how he considered it, I don't know. Please interview him... Hey, Wang Lang..." He pretended to point to the direction of the exit, attracting the attention of all reporters.

Then, he ran away from the reporters' eyes and walked towards the contestants' seat.

From the finals, except for the top three players, no other players are allowed to enter the contestant's seat, and the reporter is also isolated from the contestant's seat. Therefore, Pang Xiaonan is sitting alone in the contestant's seat, and no one is coming to disturb him.

Pang Xiaonan took out his mobile phone inertially and opened the Wanjiale website. He looked at his odds, which were a bit outrageous. It was all because of his high calls for winning the championship. He remembered Wanboles again. Since Wanjiale's senior officials came to talk to him about the conditions for fighting black boxing, his odds naturally would not be much higher. Compared with the temptation of 1 million proposed by Wanboles, he bets made much less profitable.

However, it is not his style to deliberately lose the game for 1 million. If he wants to lose, he must lose openly and cannot become a bargaining chip for gambling companies to make profits. This is his principle of being a human being.

Pang Xiaonan ignored the conditions offered by Wanboles, because he did not want to have any intersection with the bookmaker for the time being. Once a deal was reached with the gambling website, I was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble in the future. This was not the situation he wanted to see.

"Forget it, making money by gambling is not the right way. You should concentrate on the competition. There are many ways to make money waiting for me after the competition." Pang Xiaonan already has more than one million yuan in his hand, and there are also many ways to make money in his heart. Each of them is more reliable than gambling.

In this way, Pang Xiaonan sat quietly on the contestant's seat. Suddenly, a harsh phone ringing rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Wang Gangqiang. Pang Xiaonan's cell phone was all good, but the sound of the speaker was too harsh, which was comparable to the big and rough ringtones of the counterfeit phone. Only a few people knew his phone number. As the coach of the fighting club and considering some maintenance of the Shepherd's car, he told the number to Wang Gangqiang, the president of the fighting club.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Gangqiang said straight to the point: "Pang Xiaonan, my master wants to treat you to dinner tonight, please be sure to take time."

"Your master, Bei Dajun?" Pang Xiaonan was a little surprised. Bei Dajun was the first kung fu master he had seen with a higher strength than him. It had been a long time since the last battle. I wonder what good things would be like for Bei Dajun to invite him to dinner this time.

"Yes, my master said that he will arrange someone to pick you up." Wang Gangqiang's tone felt a little help-seeking, because if he couldn't do it well, he would be blamed by Bei Dajun.

Pang Xiaonan deliberately teased Wang Gangqiang: "I may not be free at night. I'm very busy these days."

Wang Gangqiang said in an almost begging tone: "Coach, please take time to go there no matter what. My master said that you will decide what you eat, and he has good news for you." In fact, this was all Wang Gangqiang's words, and Bei Dajun did not disclose the content of the meal. In order to encourage Pang Xiaonan to go to the appointment, Wang Gangqiang had to make a random promise.

Pang Xiaonan pretended to be reluctantly said: "Since your master is so sincere, I will reluctantly agree to him. Let him get earlier, and I will have something to do tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Gangqiang cursed Pang Xiaonan in his heart: It’s hard to let my master invite him to dinner. How great is it to be in Huahai City? Pretend to be 13!

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the host announced that the second game of the semi-finals officially began. Pang Xiaonan slowly walked onto the ring from the players' seat. Before him, Horgos had already arrived onto the ring.

The commentator started a hard performance again: "Friends, the second game of the top 3 competition in the Dongli Military Academy's mixed martial arts competition began. In the first game, Pang Xiaonan won the game without any sweat. We originally thought that he would have struggled to compete in two games in a row. Now, Wang Lang was really a reinforcement sent by God to help him and gave him a victory directly. Now, like Horgospur, it is the first real sword and gun competition. This time, Horgospur will not take the initiative to admit defeat, right? No, Horgospur will transform into the top 3 and advance to the top 3. How can he give up the good situation? Next, there will definitely be a wonderful duel. How will the transformed fighter Horgospur deal with the genius boy Pang Xiaonan? Let's wait and see."

With a crisp gong, the referee signaled the start of the game.

Horgosbu looked at Pang Xiaonan with a smile and said, "I don't know what method you used to win the game in the last game, but I won't show mercy in this game." After that, he stretched out his right hand, closed his index finger and raised it in front of him and muttered something. It was a unique language of the Alavian people, and Pang Xiaonan didn't know what he was pronunciating.

"Okay, Horgosbu has activated the acupoint pointing technique again. Will he transform from the beginning? It seems that Horgosbu is very cautious with Pang Xiaonan and has to do his best from the beginning. Pang Xiaonan's strength has forced him to concentrate. OK, Horgosbu is about to transform..."

With a howl that resounded through the sky, Horgos's body surged again and became a burly giant.

Pang Xiaonan's eyes were a little strange. In the morning, he sat down in the audience to watch the game between Horgos and Brenina Shuvsky. Because he was far apart, he only knew that the transformation effect of the Horgos step was obvious. However, now watching the transformation process of the Horgos step and the effect after the transformation from close range made him intuitively feel the terrifying changes of the Horgos step.

Originally, Horgosbu was just a man of medium shape, but now, with the transformation completed, his muscles were somewhat terrifying. The traces of muscle fibers were swollen to an extreme extent, just like the thick spring on the machine, tight and elastic. Every joint of Horgosbu is like a bearing in the machine, thick and emitting a dazzling luster. What makes people sigh the most is Horgosbu's face. The lines like a knife and axe chop show that he is a straight man of steel. No matter who sees it, it will ripples in his heart and cannot calm down his excitement for a long time.

Horgos stepped forward towards Pang Xiaonan. Pang Xiaonan did not move. He had already discovered the strength of the Horgos step. No matter how terrifying his body was, his combat power was only at the beginning of martial arts. It was almost impossible to defeat Pang Xiaonan.

However, in accordance with the principle of foolproof, Pang Xiaonan reached his right hand to his chest and held the Yin-Yang Lingxi tightly. He poured into his spiritual power and thoughts flashed, "Wai!" Yin-Yang Lingxi emitted a quiet aura to surround Pang Xiaonan. Of course, this aura formed a halo and ordinary people could not detect it at all, but formed Pang Xiaonan's most solid line of defense.

Soon, Horgos Step walked to Pang Xiaonan, and he punched heavily and rushed towards Pang Xiaonan's face. The punch was mixed with the sound of whistling wind, with great power, but not fast. After the Horgos Step transformed, its power increased exponentially, but its speed decreased. This speed was not much different from before his transformation, but it was too slow in Pang Xiaonan's eyes.

Pang Xiaonan did not dodge. He stretched out his left palm to greet the fist of Horgos, and with a bang, blocked the iron fist of Horgos.

Horgosbu was secretly surprised. His iron fist hit Pang Xiaonan's palm, like he hit an iron block. This iron block was much harder than his iron fist.

While Pang Xiaonan blocked Horgosbu's fist, he also punched and hit Horgosbu's chest.

Horgos did not dodge. He relied on his iron-like body to take Pang Xiaonan's punch.

With a bang, Pang Xiaonan's fist hit the chest of Horgosbu, causing an explosion of air and directly knocked Horgosbu back several steps.

Horgosbu did not expect that Pang Xiaonanping's plain punch contained extremely powerful energy that could knock back his solid body. He felt a spasm in his chest, which was the feeling of the pain after being stabbed by countless steel needles spreading like a tide.

It turned out that Pang Xiaonan's punch hit Horgosbu's chest and exerted a thrust through the skin of Horgosbu's chest, pierced into the muscles, and spread to the internal organs. If Horgosbu had not had extremely hard physical strength after transforming, an ordinary person would have died long ago.

Horgos covered his chest and let out an angry roar. The roar was like the howl of a wild beast after it was angry, with powerful power, stirring the eardrums of the audience. Then, Horgos rushed towards Pang Xiaonan with great strides.

Pang Xiaonan felt that the momentum of the Horgos step was far beyond the previous one, so he did not dare to neglect and was ready to go.

Horgosbu first swung two left and right punches. Pang Xiaonan was short and dodged one punch and then went sideways. Horgosbu then stepped on another kick to attack Pang Xiaonan's lower plate. Pang Xiaonan bent his knees and jumped to the side. Horgosbu's feet stepped heavily on the ring.

With a loud bang, the ring collapsed downwards, and the solid wood ring was stepped out of a hole by Horgosbu's foot force. The red cloth covering the ring was wrapped in the hole in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, the red cloth was a little elastic and supported the tabletop and did not fall too deep.

Horgosb ignored the situation at all, continued to wave his fists, took heavy steps, and continued to attack Pang Xiaonan, like an angry bull, tirelessly rushing towards the bullfighter.

Under the crazy trampling of the Horgos step, the ring was covered with scars, and even the referees on the field frowned. The huge red cloth covering the ring was pulled and wrinkled. The ring seemed in a mess. Some parts of the red cloth were overwhelmed and cracks were torn out.

However, Pang Xiaonan seemed at ease under the pressing of Horgos step by step. The attack of Horgos step seemed to be powerful, but in fact it had many loopholes. Pang Xiaonan avoided while thinking about countermeasures.

The attack of the Horgos step gradually weakened. After all, this brave offensive was quite physically exhausting. After less than a minute of continuous attack, Horgos stopped the attack and stared at Pang Xiaonan with gasps.

"Wow, the attack of Horgosbu was really sharp. Even the ring was messed up by him, but it can be seen that the battle of Horgosbu was much more difficult for Pang Xiaonan than for Brenina Shuvsky in the morning." The commentator took the opportunity to get into the topic. Just now, Horgosbu was fierce, and even he was immersed in the divine sense. "Although Horgosbu's attack was thunderous, it could make a hole in the ring with one kick, this seemingly powerful style of play is for Pang Xiaonan.

It seems useless. So far, the Horgos step has not hit Pang Xiaonan with a punch or a kick. While increasing the destructive power, the Horgos step's offensive rhythm has also slowed down. If he could maintain the speed before his transformation and his current strength, it would be extremely powerful. I am afraid that Pang Xiaonan would have been beaten long ago, but he cannot have both fish and bear's paws. The Horgos step's speed is too slow now. No matter how much destructive power is, it will be a waste of time to hit the opponent."
Chapter completed!