Chapter 167: Su Yang

The referee left and ran to Shi An's side, checking his condition.

After inspecting him, he let out a breath.

Su Yang's punch had been held back!

"I declare: Shi An is unconscious; Su Yang wins!"

The surrounding audience erupted.

"So fast?"

"He got one-shot!"

"I didn't even react!"

"Fixed match?"

"Looks like this newcomer really has some skill!"

"…"

Su Yang retracted Storm Eagle and waited a while.

After two matches, the finalists were Su Yang, Feng Guangyao, and Ge Le'an.

After winning his match, Ge Le'an greeted Su Yang.

"Ge Le'an, First Mobile Unit of the Reclamation Force—I've heard of your name for a long time; I hope we don't meet too early!"

"Su Yang, First Mobile Unit of the Reclamation Force!"

After chatting with Ge Le'an, the morning matches ended completely.

Now it was time to determine the top three contestants.

Just as Su Yang was about to leave, Deputy Officer Chen found him.

"Su Yang!"

"What's up, Brother Chen?"

"The City Lord says that in the afternoon matches, you'll fight first—against Feng Guangyao and then Ge Le'an—then Feng Guangyao and Ge Le'an will fight each other to determine second and third place. Any problem?"

"Fine!"

Su Yang nodded.

Su Yang had no objections to this arrangement.

He was tired of being called a fixed-match insider, a favor-seeker!

"Good!"

Back home, under his mother and sister's care, he ate a good meal.

Around two in the afternoon, Su Yang arrived at the arena.

More people came to watch; Su Yang felt like everyone in Qixing City had shown up.

He couldn't even squeeze in.

Fortunately, Qixing City had prepared in advance and set up special access lanes.

As a finalist, Su Yang had the privilege to bring his family to the VIP seats.

"Brother, go for it!"

Zhang Xiuru encouraged: "Just do your best!"

"No problem!"

Su Yang left the VIP seats, greeted Su Liqun, and went to the side of the arena.

When time came, the referee stepped onto the arena.

"Silence!"

The referee's voice, like a great bell, clearly reached every spectator's ears.

The crowd finally fell quiet.

"Now, the finals of the Qixing City Young Talent Selection!"

"The first-place winner will receive a reward of one million Federal Credits; second place, five hundred thousand Federal Credits; third place, three hundred thousand Federal Credits!"