Chapter 288: Strong match

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288 Thirty-two
Qin Chuan's next few battles were relatively smooth, and he won the game without any doubt.
Yang Yan said politely to Qin Chuan while holding the dried pork from the Aries snack shop.
"It's nothing to be proud of. The first few games were all weak chickens with varying strengths. You are also a Dengfeng martial artist, and you should not be too surprised to reach the top 32."
"If you eat more snacks, you will gain weight."
Qin Chuan couldn't help but tease Yang Ye's mouth when she watched.
"It's up to you, but I don't get fat when I eat it!"
Yang Yan proudly said, "It's you, don't you plan to eat something? In a while, it will be your 32 battles. It is estimated that your opponent will be very tricky."
The two have lived unconsciously on the island for half a month. During this half-month's ears, the relationship between the two has changed slightly, and it seems that they have become somewhat close when they don't know when.
However, Yang Ye's view of Qin Chuan has not changed. This man is deceitful and sly, and he is also mighty with Leng Youyou.
Even if he lives with him now, it is expedient!
"It would be great."
Qin Chuan moved his muscles. "It happened to be boring to play in the previous games. I feel that my recent strength is almost regressing."
"Relax, the top thirty-two will satisfy you."
Yang Yan put down the pork shop, wiped his hands, and then picked up the water-cutting knife next to him.
Although Qin Chuan is a sword-serving maid, Qin Chuan has never used this samurai sword in the previous competitions.
If he hadn't seen Qin Chuan's use of the highest sword, he would have thought that Qin Chuan was just a martial artist who could only fight fist.
However, Yang Ye also admired Qin Chuan a little, and he was so proficient in so many skills!
He's all skilled in boxing, legs, and palms. No one can't!
It's hard to imagine how he, at this age, could master so much kung fu at the same time!
If this person devotes all his energies to a martial art, such as palm technique, sword technique ... Then how amazing is his skill! Yang Ye found it a bit hard to imagine. The longer I have known Qin Chuan, the more I feel that this man has a lot of mysteries.
"Do you want to follow this time?"
Qin Chuan asked.
"of course."
Yang Min nodded without hesitation. "As a maid, how can you leave the host!"
"Are you into the show?"
"Huh! Less proud!"
Yang Yan rolled his eyes fiercely, "I'm not your maid for you!"
Qin Chuan laughed secretly, and said that the girl would definitely be disappointed in the end.
However, that's not your business. It's the girl who chooses it. If you know that you have been a maid for such a long time, you must be crazy!
But for now, this is not the case, an important game is waiting for itself.
Qin Chuan changed her clothes and asked Yang Huan to follow her with a water-cutting knife. As soon as she went out, the middle man stood outside the door on time.
"Two, today's venue is 1005. Please come with me."
The later the match, the deeper the field. During this period of time, Qin Chuan participated in a total of thirty-two matches and has gone to thirty-two matches, none of which have been repeated.
He had inquired with Yang Zheng that this artificial island seemed to have been secretly built during World War II and has been expanded to the present.
The artificial island above is just an illusion. The true facilities of the entire Kowloon Island are in a huge marine facility underwater.
Qin Chuan feels completely able to go out here and set up a small country!
"Today is the Thirty-two. The opponent will be better than before. You must be mentally prepared."
The middle man reminded Qin Chuan.
"I heard that there will be some differences in the top 32 games. Can you tell me about my opponents in advance?"
"This is inconvenient to disclose ..."
The middle man smiled, "But there is one thing I can tell you. I don't think I will tell you, Miss Yang will tell you."
"What's the matter, come and listen."
"After entering the Thirty-two, your opponent is no longer just Huaxia. Kowloon will be an international large-scale competition, each country has its own seed player. Your opponent today is an Englishman.
British?
The British do not understand martial arts, how can they enter such a fierce competition? Qin Chuan was wondering.
"Don't underestimate people in other countries."
Yang Xun shook his lips and said, "A thousand worlds, there is nothing strange! Although our Chinese martial arts are powerful, there are some other quirky things in those foreign countries. Last time, I almost lost to a wizard who does n’t know which country ... remember That mess of witchcraft is annoying ... "
Think of the superpowers you met the last time, and it's no wonder. Maybe the Englishman I met today might be a vampire!
Qin Chuan was ready to witness the miracle. He and Yang Yan followed the female middleman, entered the built-in elevator of Jiulong Island, and descended to the 60th floor underground.
Qin Chuan really does not know how deep this Kowloon Island is. The living area is mainly on the second basement level, which is where he usually goes most.
The rest of the place is not allowed to go in and out without a middleman. Once found, they will be disqualified.
This place on Kowloon Island seems to be free, but there are many rules! Qin Chuan couldn't help remembering a famous saying that all freedom is based on order! Otherwise freedom is no longer freedom but chaos!
"Say, there is one thing that I have always wanted to ask you to come."
Qin Chuan was bored in the elevator and asked Yang Yang who was standing behind him.
"Whatever you want to ask."
"How old were you when you participated in the Kowloon Meeting?"
Qin Chuan wanted to ask this question for a long time, but always felt that it might be too hard to ask, so he kept thinking about it.
You said that in the event that the 20th-year-old Kowloon Consort Yang Yang attended, how much pressure should be on himself! Can you win the Kowloon Club Championship at the age of 20?
If I were twenty, I would have died directly in the elevator!
"Ask this for what?"
"curious."
"Oh, seventeen."
Qin Chuan's head slammed into the elevator wall, and the elevator that slammed followed.
"Are you crazy?"
Yang Yan was startled, holding his body steady, and scolding.
The middle man was also startled. I went, what happened?
"At the age of seventeen, I can win the Kowloon Club Championship at the age of seventeen, which is ten years younger than me!"
Qin Chuan called Qu, "How so many geniuses in this world!"
For so long after contacting Qin Chuan, Yang Ye was the first time to see Qin Chuan so excited.
"OK, it's nothing to me."
Yang Yan was proud, but his expression still pretended to be indifferent.
"Miss Yang is indeed a talented wizard."
At this time, the middle woman suddenly said, "But Xi Wu is age-dependent. Miss Yang should have practiced Wu Wu from a young age, right?"
"Yeah, I started martial arts at the age of two."
Yang Xinxin said that he was born in the Wulin family, and the martial arts time was naturally early.
"So, the year that Miss Yang won the championship was a full martial art for 15 years, right?"
"It's obvious."
Yang Yan asked, "Do you need to ask such a simple math problem?"
"Yes, Mr. Qin, how many years have you studied martial arts?"
"It's been less than a year since I started ..."
"impossible!"
Yang Zheng exclaimed directly, "It's only been one year? Who are you cheating! How can one have the strength to reach the peak in one year! And also learned the supreme sword!"
It took Yang Ye more than 20 years to realize the supreme sword meaning that Qin Chuan learned in less than a year.
What a joke! Do you reverse common sense?
"It is indeed a year, there is no need to lie to you."
Qin Chuan shrugged. "I didn't know what martial arts was until I met my master."
"Who is your Master, I must meet him!"
Yang Yan could not bear it anymore, she really was about to collapse.
"All said, my master is not good at swordsmanship."
Qin Chuan said, "I learned all the swordsmanship myself. I also learned a set of Huoyun swordsmanship from Leng Youyou, but I didn't learn it well and didn't dare to use it.
"I don't believe it, you're talking nonsense!"
Yang Yan shook his head desperately, "I have learned this realm in one year, who are you as a god?"
"You don't have to believe it."
Qin Chuan shrugged. "I didn't force you to believe it."
"The ghost believes you!"
Yang Yan would not believe that he was killed, unless Qin Chuan is a reincarnation!
"Who the are you ..."
Yang Yan muttered in his heart, Qin Chuan was too mysterious! It's like a mystery in front of myself. No matter how I explore, I can't find the truth!
It doesn't matter, Yang Yan, it will be the top thirty-two games soon! The masters are among the top 32, and Qin Chuan must not have any reservations! By then, she can definitely see the clue!
"We have arrived."
The elevator doors slowly opened, and bright lights from the outside came in.
The middle man smiled, "We are about to go to the first thirty-two venue, Shuiliandong."
Water curtain hole?
Qin Chuan wondered ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is there such a building underground?
He followed the middleman and took an electric four-wheeler for another while finally arriving at one of the legendary thirty-two venues.
It is indeed a water curtain hole! Several people passed through a huge waterfall and walked in.
There is a big hole in it, there is no bottom at the bottom, and there is water flowing down and falling down.
Above the hollow is a stone platform. The stone platform is only 20 square meters in size, and several iron chains are connected around it. The stone platform is still shaking slightly, and it always feels like it will fall.
Qin Chuan blinked and I blinked. I went. Has the venue of the top thirty-two matches become so explosive?
On the opposite side, two figures came out slowly, each of which was shorter and older, and should be the middleman.
The other, blond, tall, handsome and handsome, has obvious British characteristics.
However, he wore something different from ordinary people.