"It's not an old sow out of the slaughter, why do you have to weigh it?" Cheng Peng felt very strange.

Shen Tingchao had endured to the limit, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you showing off the lower limit of your IQ? ”

The conversation between the two was not quiet, and the echo in the stadium was so serious that almost everyone heard it. Everyone burst into laughter, and the red cheerleaders began to boo in unison.

Several old-timers glanced at each other, and they all had a little indescribable look on their faces. Upstairs, Mrs. Shen suddenly found a new world: "Oh, isn't that Xiao Cheng?"

The old lady smiled, pointed downstairs and said, "I just like this child, he looks ......."

"Looks very happy, right? Grandma, the one you like will be hammered to death by my brother today. Shen Wenxi couldn't help laughing when he thought of that picture, and he was looking forward to it.

Mrs. Shen finally thought of this question: "Ah, seeing that he is so much shorter than our Ah Chao, how is it good? Go and tell your brother that you must pay attention to safety." ”

"Don't worry, grandma, my brother will be fine. Meow stretched in Shen Wenxi's arms, and her toenails accidentally hooked the buttons on her chest and almost tore them off.

Shen Wenxi hurriedly patted Ah Meow: "Stinky kitten, do you want me to make a fool of yourself?"

"I'm not afraid that something will happen to your brother, I'm afraid that Xiao Cheng's child will suffer~"

"I've never seen you be a grandmother like this, how can you turn your elbow outward!"

Downstairs, the two have already begun to 'weigh in'.

took off his cloak, revealing a strong body of flesh, and Shen Tingchao, who was 1.93 meters tall, went to that station, just like a god of war. The full muscles, the lines like knives and axes, provoked many beautiful girls to blush and heartbeat, and screamed again and again.

Even if he only wore a pair of shorts, Shen Tingchao behaved elegantly, called above and below, without dragging mud and water, and his movements were swift and fast, showing his professionalism.

"Red player Shen Tingchao, weighs 105 kilograms!" The referee announced the weighing results, and the most surprising was Cheng Peng.

Cheng Peng secretly looked at Shen Tingchao, this product is not fat no matter how you look at it. Oh yes, he's lean and fat, tall and miserable, and this time he's losing just by weight!

It was Cheng Peng's turn to say, and the results came out quickly, and the referee announced: "Blue player Cheng Peng, 75 kilograms!"

This result is not surprising, but the gap is so large that it is quite unexpected. Old Man Wan, Wan Yunjin and the others all began to be faintly worried, and said secretly: "It's a full thirty kilograms, it's not an order of magnitude at all!

Cheng Peng is more direct, he was born in the countryside, and when he was a child, he often watched the villagers kill New Year's pigs, and knew what the concept of sixty catties of pork was. In his mind, he had already sketched a picture of sixty catties of pork falling from the sky and smashing on top of his head.

After weighing, the referee urged the two to return to the stage.

"This time, it's a three-round system, and each round is one minute. Since the BLU players are not professional athletes, the rules of the tournament are taken care of for the BLU side. Now I'll announce the rules......" The referee came up and said so, as if Cheng Peng had taken a big advantage, which made Cheng Peng very unhappy.

"1. Press your opponent's shoulders and back to the ground for more than three seconds to win. Second, the opponent voluntarily surrenders to win. Third, this wrestling can be a proper fist and kick fight, and if you can beat the opponent until you can no longer continue the game, you will win. Fourth, the opponent wins if he breaks off the mat under your feet for more than ten seconds. ”

Cheng Peng was a little stunned when he heard it, although he didn't like wrestling - in fact, he didn't like any sports, and he liked to eat and sleep the most, but when Master Liu explained the rules to him, he also listened patiently and memorized carefully. He remembers that in the wrestling match, there was no such thing as being able to fight each other with fists and feet.

Shen Tingchao sneered at Cheng Peng, and Cheng Peng reciprocated with his middle finger. Shen Tingchao frowned, can you still lose? So he returned with two middle fingers.

Cheng Peng thought about it, sat on the ground and took off his shoes, compared his hands and feet, plus a grimace, in short, he was not angry with his opponent, he felt uncomfortable.

Shen Tingchao still wanted to scold him for being naïve, compared to the middle finger, you take off your shoes and dry hair?

There was a dead silence in the venue, and everyone secretly said in their hearts: "Are these two people naïve?

Wan Yunjin didn't look over her head directly, unwilling to watch this scene. It's really unlucky, the fiancé is this virtue, and the guy who competes for himself is even more ...... Forget it, life is like a dream.

Old Man Wan was amused, he could bear it at first, and he couldn't help it when he endured it, and laughed.

The old man smiled, the audience laughed, and the atmosphere was suddenly lively, like a pot of thick porridge boiling into the pot.

"Hahaha, Cheng Peng, this kid, really has a lot of ideas, it's okay like this~" The old man's tears of laughter flowed down, and Yu Tao hurriedly handed him a tissue.

"Grandpa, are you too indulgent to him? How can he be as good as you say?" Wan Yunjin was speechless, she was very disgusted with Cheng Peng in her tone, but a warm scene instantly appeared in her mind - the big boy with a wide back, holding a dirty and smelly little stray dog in his arms, walked out of the fast food restaurant and gradually disappeared into the street.

Qiao Yujun smiled the most, she sat there, like a flower that bloomed quietly in the morning, no matter how you look at it, it is beautiful.

Shen Tingchao had a black line in his head, he couldn't describe his mood with anger anymore, so he simply didn't compare naivety with naïve ghosts.

"Referee, are there any rules to be announced?" he asked, turning to the already dumbfounded referee.

The referee hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, blue player, can you please put on your shoes first?"

"It's a reasonable request. Cheng Peng nodded thoughtfully, put on his shoes and stood up, and stretched out his middle finger from time to time to be naughty.

"Ahem!" the referee cleared his throat and continued to announce the rules, "What was announced just now is the rules of winning and losing, so let me talk about the taboos in the course of the game." First, although you can use your hands during the game, you must not have aggressive behaviors such as grabbing your hair, pulling your ears, scratching your face, or poking your eyes. Second, do not attack with your knees or elbows. Third, do not attack the crotch. Fourth, once the opponent slaps the ground with his hand, it is considered a defeat, and the attacker is not allowed to continue to attack. Please salute the two of you~"

The referee took a few steps out of the way, signaled with his hands, and ordered the two to fist the salute. Cheng Peng has learned this, and during the whole training process, his favorite thing is the ceremony. This gave him the illusion of traveling to ancient times and dealing with martial arts people, and he liked martial arts the most.

Cheng Peng clenched his fists, bowed slightly and gathered strength, ready to give the other party a big gift. But Shen Tingchao sneered, jumped away directly, and urged: "When can I do it?"

The referee naturally knew Shen Tingchao's background, and when he saw him like this, he had to blow the whistle and pull the trigger.

Syllable!

White smoke rose from the muzzle of the command gun, and a smell of sulfur spread.

"The game is officially on!"