My life has the gift of growth.

Chapter 119 I Said I Would Stay with You to the End

On Sunday afternoon, the heavy rain that had been pouring down on Tianhai City for two days and two nights finally slowed down.

But the lingering dark clouds above and the damp and moldy environment around still make people feel very depressed.
At the moment, the atmosphere in the Shangwu Arena in the city center was the opposite, extremely hot.
Tens of thousands of spectators gathered here, waiting for the Eastern Wugao finals to begin.
The students of Aoba Wugao High School, who were all dressed in green, and the students of Shirazawa Wugao High School, who were all dressed in white, were stationed at the rear of their school teams' preparation areas.

They waved flags and sang the school song in unison to cheer. The heat from thousands of people was enough to dry out the entire city.
This was a contest between supporters of both sides before the game.

None of them wants to see their team being overwhelmed by the opponent, and they all sincerely hope that their team will win the championship.

Other ordinary audiences were not as enthusiastic as them, but they were also looking forward to the duel between Shirazawa Taketaka and Aoba Taketaka.

One is the well-known powerful team Wugao in Tianhai City. The team includes Bai Yu, a genius known as the "future martial saint", and Zhao Lingyu, the younger sister of the martial arts king Zhao Linglong. They are the favorites that most people are optimistic about.

One is an ordinary martial arts school with no reputation. However, several members of the school defeated powerful enemies step by step and came to the finals stage that they had never stepped on before. Among them, Lin Meng, who was a master of ancient martial arts, left a deep impression on many viewers.

Before the game, both sides also made harsh remarks to each other.
Lin Meng wants to defeat Bai Yu and Zhao Lingyu alone.

Bai Yu thinks that Lin Meng and his group still have a long way to go and need to work harder.
The two sides were at loggerheads, and the topic was at its peak.

Finally, the two teams appeared in the player channels on both sides as expected.

"I declare the 32nd Longzhou Qinglong Cup finals officially open. Now please welcome the Bai Ze Wugao and Qingye Wugao teams to the stage."

The federal official on the rostrum finished speaking.
Suddenly, two different shouts of "King Bai Ze" and "No Regrets Qing Ye" collided in the Shangwu Arena.

The large screen was also split in half, and began to play highlights of the two teams' performances on the ring.

Bai Yu's "Kunpeng Opens the Sky", Lin Meng's "Baji Tieshankao", Zhao Lingyu's "Swallow Returns to the Nest".
Between each move,
The two teams came to the center of the venue from the contestant passage at the edge, and then stood facing each other.

Here, behind them are the high-flying "Qingye" and "Bai Ze" totem flags, and in front of them is the Qinglong trophy shining under the lights.

The eyes of the fourteen players from both teams were unconsciously drawn to the trophy.

This year's Blue Dragon Trophy not only symbolizes the highest honor of Eastern Martial Arts High School, but also represents an opportunity to move to a bigger stage. If you miss it, there will be no second chance in the future.
Bai Yu stood at the front of the queue, only a few steps away from the Qinglong trophy.
He still remembered his promise to "go to bed early and get up early" and strive to win the championship before Lu Hao passed away. Now there is a high probability that he can achieve it.

At this moment, Zhao Lingyu behind him suddenly covered her mouth and her shoulders trembled several times.

"I'm fine." Zhao Lingyu noticed the gaze and shook her head slightly at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu nodded, without asking any more questions or exposing any other issues. This was something that had been foreshadowed long ago.
He turned his gaze to the five regular members of Aoba Takegao standing opposite him.

The five men were dressed in blue clothes and black sleeves, and they looked full of energy and vitality. From their appearance, there was no sign of any side effects from the special medications they were taking.

However, when comparing the status of the other two substitute players, some tricks were discovered.

The five men stared at the trophy with extreme excitement, almost to the point of madness and paranoia, as if it was already in their pockets.

"Is he already terminally ill?"

Bai Yu muttered to himself, discarding his previous thoughts.

Before coming here, he had ever wondered whether the members of Qingye Wugao were there voluntarily or were deceived by Wang Qian?
If it is the latter, then these people are also victims, and he can give them a few reminders.
But now it seems that the former is more common.
As professional martial artists, the five people were definitely aware of the abnormality in their bodies.

But they were tempted by the immediate benefits and chose to indulge in them.
If that's the case, then there's no point in him saying anything.

Only the coming cruel reality can wake these people up.

A few minutes later, the speech on the rostrum came to an end:

"Finally, please have the captains of both teams fist-bump and make friends through martial arts. Please be a witness." Lin Meng, who had not moved for a long time, took the lead and stepped out of the team, walking towards him with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.
"The trophy is mine, and I will defeat you." Lin Meng confidently stretched out his heavy fist like a hammer and faced Bai Yu.

"There is still something going on at the Taotie restaurant. I will seek justice for Wang Qian."

Lin Meng stared at Zhao Lingyu again.

But the next moment, the force from the fist made him turn his head back.
"I also said at the time that I would fight to the end."

Bai Yu's fist collided with it, and Lin Meng's wrist was bent.

"Also, with your previous strength, you can't take my punch. This time, I will be serious. You'd better improve enough."

After saying that, Bai Yu withdrew his hand "friendly".

Lin Meng's eyes were red, and the other players from the two teams were looking at each other with a tense look on their faces.

But now is not the time to take action, and no one can afford the consequences.

"See you in the ring!"

Lin Meng turned around, and headed for Qingye Wugao's preparation area with the rest of the team.

On Bai Yu's side, everyone also walked towards Bai Ze Wu Gao's preparation area with their heads held high.

On the way, Bai Yu slowed down a step and saw many familiar faces in the audience.
Han Yingying and Qi Yu, needless to say, they are in the white ocean of Bai Ze Wu Gao.

There is also Mr. Maru, who I haven't seen for a long time, and everyone from Kunpeng Martial Arts School are also there,
A group of people formed a reunion of relatives and friends, waving flags and beating drums, and holding a banner that read "Come on Bai Yu", which was quite eye-catching.

"You still haven't notified your mother?" Zhao Lingyu approached silently, following Bai Yu's gaze, straight into his heart.

"No." Bai Yu shook his head.

"Just tell her openly next time. Your mother will only be more worried if she watches you in front of the TV." Zhao Lingyu said softly with sparkling eyes.

She had wanted to say this a long time ago, but at that time she thought she had no right to interfere in Bai Yu's private affairs. Now, as a good friend, she could make some suggestions, and Bai Yu had just taken the initiative to take charge of her affairs.

"I'll consider it." Bai Yu said.

"Don't be too late." Zhao Lingyu tapped Bai Yu's back, "I'm very jealous of you, do you understand?"

"Yes." Bai Yu confirmed.

What Zhao Lingyu has now, he will definitely have in the future. What he has now, Zhao Lingyu can never get no matter what he does, so he should cherish the present.

The two walked to the preparation seat together. Wang Hai had already started warming up with a smile on his face. According to the pre-match arrangement, he would be the first to go on stage.

"Come on." Bai Yu and everyone else encouraged.

"Be careful not to get hurt." Qin Ying emphasized only one sentence to Wang Hai.

"clear."

Wang Hai's fists and palms collided with each other, making a "pop" sound, and his active posture became firm.

Three minutes later, Wang Hai stepped onto the stage amid cheers.

(End of this chapter)