Chapter 1361 Contradictory Psychology

The tenth opponent came on stage with great momentum. Looking at the opposite Qin Yang, whose face was not good and his expression was slightly sluggish, his eyes showed fatigue, and he felt a little excited in his heart.

Your chance has come!

As long as he defeats Qin Yang, he will become a hero!

Fame, resources, everything!

Qin Yang's face remained calm, and he laughed silently in his heart when he looked at the high-spirited and excited opponent opposite him.

So happy?

Looking forward to it?

Think I'm dying?

Think you can win on your own?

What are you thinking!

Tiredness is inevitable. No matter who plays a round with seven or eight POWER opponents in a row in a day, everyone will be tired, but Qin Yang is definitely not as tired as he shows on his face.

The tiredness in your eyes?

Just pretend!

Although Qin Yang is not a professional actor, he has acted and received special training. As an agent, disguise is a must. Isn't it easy to show that he is exhausted?

As for being pale, is this difficult for a medical expert?

Do you want to nod your head in a cold sweat again?

Qin Yang just took advantage of the fight to lightly poke him somewhere on his body.

"Your arena competition ends here!"

With a loud shout, the challenger who was as powerful as a tiger rushed towards Qin Yang. Qin Yang also shouted loudly, seeming to vigorously invigorate his own spirit, and rushed towards the challenger.

The two men quickly fought together, and the onlookers roared and cheered loudly for the challenger.

Situ Xiang's eyes were worried and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

The man and woman standing behind Yang Haoran looked at the field, their eyes also looked worried. Only Yang Haoran looked calm, and there was even a hint of smile in his eyes.

He just glanced at the game on the field, and then focused his eyes on a bronze vessel in front of him. His eyes were warm and kind, as if he were looking at his own child.

"boom!"

Qin Yang hurriedly raised his hand to block the opponent's fierce and violent kick, and flew out directly. Then when the opponent followed up with a kick, he turned over and locked the opponent's foot. With a roll, he knocked the opponent to the ground. , and then punched the opponent in the ribs.

Click!

Several of the challenger's ribs were broken by Qin Yang's fierce punch. Qin Yang turned over and quickly got up, but his hands were covering his shoulders, and his face looked a bit painful.

"he got hurt!"

"This kick was so violent, his shoulder must have been seriously injured!"

"It's a pity that I was about to win when I saw it, but I was careless!"

"This guy is also trying his best. After receiving such a fierce kick and forcibly knocking down the challenger, I am afraid that even if the bones are not broken, there are probably cracks!"

"It's just a little bit close, what a pity!"

The challenger, who had several broken ribs, hammered the ring floor hard with his hand, with a look of great regret on his face.

If I had been more cautious and less eager for success, maybe I would have won!

Hate it!

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

Situ Xiang looked worried: "It's half past five!"

Qin Yang seemed to be relieved and turned around to look at the host Ueno Tokie who was hosting the competition: "Mr. Ueno, it's already half past five. How about we end it here today?"

Before Ueno Tokie could speak, a man in his thirties next to him protested: "No, since you said till six o'clock, it cannot end before at least six o'clock. Even if it does end, it should be six o'clock." The next one will be the end..."

Qin Yang frowned and remained silent.

As soon as the man spoke, the people around him immediately started making noises.

"Yes, it was said to be six o'clock. It's only half past five now. There's at least one more fight left!"

"You can't leave. If you leave, it will be against the rules. Then we don't have to follow your rules. You must hand over all your things, otherwise you won't be able to get out of this door!"

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

"We must fight again!"

"Can't leave!"

The crowd was raging and the voices were like a tidal wave.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, with a look on his face that seemed to be divided: "Okay, let's play another game at 6:30, the last one!"

"good!"

Seeing Qin Yang's concession, the clamoring crowd immediately stopped clamoring and began to cheer loudly for the last challenger.

"He is already dead, you must defeat him!"

"Go ahead, beat him!"

"If you can't beat this, then commit seppuku!"

"Come on, we support you!"

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

"Is it okay?"

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

Situ Xiang suddenly felt his palm being scratched by Qin Yang's fingers. He raised his head and saw Qin Yang's eyes.

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

Naturally, Yamaguchi Rika couldn't see the little moves between Qin Yang and Situ Xiang. She asked in a complicated tone: "How are 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 still hold on."

Rika Yamaguchi looked at Qin Yang's pale face and whispered: "Is it worth it for you to do this? This is 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 fight to know the result!"

Qin Yang turned 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 a member of the Special Affairs Department, she was also a practitioner. Logically speaking, she should be like everyone else, hoping to defeat Qin Yang as soon as possible, but for some reason, watching Qin Yang fight so hard one by one, her heart became extremely chaotic, and she even hoped that he would not fail.

When Qin Yang showed her that tired and determined smile, something in her heart seemed to be grabbed by something invisible.

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

Why did I feel sympathy for him?

Shouldn't he be my enemy?

Because of his persistence?

Because he wanted to take back the cultural relics that were stolen by Japan?

Or because of the midnight snack he treated me to?