In a loud cheer, Zhan Meng came to the light, he trotted out of the martial arts passage, and soon came to the floor of the No. 1 ring, opposite him, today's opponent Xuhua had opened his eyes.

Coach Ann also came to the ring wearing trousers and a jacket.

He glanced at the masked Zhan Meng, held the microphone and said with a smile: "This Zhan Meng, can you tell me why you are wearing a mask today? Could it be that there are too many people to be shy?"

Zhan Meng had already thought of an excuse, and he said loudly: "I have two reasons to wear a mask today, the first reason is that I am a low-key person, I am afraid that after I become a champion, too many people on the road will recognize my handsome face, ask me for an autograph, find me to take a group photo or something, affect my learning, affect me to take a low-key route." ”

Some people in the audience were amused by his words and exaggerated gestures, and whistled and praised him.

Zhan Meng stretched out two fingers: "The second reason is because I wear a mask is a sense of ritual that I personally insist on, I have a nickname in the rivers and lakes, called the masked little golden dragon, every time I wear a mask to fight, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to the battle, and I can give full play to my potential one hundred and two percent." ”

"Okay. Director An said unceremoniously: "I believe your nonsense." ”

There was a burst of co-operative laughter from the audience.

"I hope it's not that I ate too many spicy strips and got acne on my face. Director An was very happy: "Hehe, okay, no kidding." By our cold-faced little prince vanity against this masked little golden dragon Zhanmeng, now I announce that the final of this rookie king competition has officially begun. ”

Call!

The audience was lively, and in the square area, the shouts of all the law class 1 and the cheering and drumming of the 4th class of martial arts were especially loud in the entire martial arts hall.

The VIP area was full of upper-class people who stayed out of the way, and seemed much calmer, but soon, this quiet situation was broken.

"Come on, Zhan Meng, Zhan Meng is the most handsome, mom is here, mom will always support you!"

"Zhan Meng, you must win. ”

"My precious son, look, the masked one is my precious son. ”

"Wow, you're so handsome today, mom is proud of you!"

……

A noble lady wearing a yellow headband was extremely excited in the VIP area, and kept telling the people next to her that it was her son. This excited lady is not Zhu Xiaoqing, who else?

Today she came to cheer for her godson Zhan Meng, although she knew that Zhan Meng was a martial artist and participated in the competition, but this was the first time she saw Zhan Meng fighting in a crowded stadium, how could she not be excited.

The Duke of Taoling and the principal happened to sit behind Zhu Xiaoqing. Especially the Duke of Taoling, he is very helpless at the moment, the crazy woman who doesn't know where he came from in front of him is very noisy, often jumping up to block his sight, and chattering non-stop, because he is not good at attacking in this public place, for fear of affecting the great image he has built up with great difficulty, and he is very aggrieved.

I heard that the arrogant masked boy is her son, and there is really a mother who must have a son, a snake and a mouse, and it is not enough, it is not enough.

Zhu Xiaoqing didn't know that her unintentional actions just gave Zhan Meng a great assist, and the Duke of Taoling no longer had any doubts about Zhan Meng's identity.

If he couldn't watch the game, the Duke of Taoling pulled Principal Liu to chatter.

"Lao Liu, what do you think of this game?"

Principal Liu took a slow sip of cold beer before saying, "Why, you don't have confidence in your son?"

Duke Taoling said: "I'm too busy on weekdays, and this youngest son usually neglects to take care of him, but after all, it's my son, and I don't have anything to say about his talent, especially obsessed with Qingshi Qigong Boxing." ”

Principal Liu nodded: "Yes, Qingshi Qigong Boxing is a powerful combat skill, and many martial artists are using it, but I didn't expect Xuhua to be able to practice a martial arts at a young age, and this kind of mentality is very good." Well, I can be said to be a big layman for martial arts, and it's not good to comment, but after watching the video replay of the first few battles between the two, Old Man An has said some opinions. ”

Duke Taoling said with great interest: "What Fat Man An said, I would like to hear it in detail." ”

He said that in terms of heritage and combat experience, the vanity is more comprehensive and profound, but that Zhanmeng classmate entered the finals as a dark horse, and the current combat skills are still varied, very messy, if he showed all his strength in the last game, that is, in the game against the kid of the Li family, then this one is a vanity victory, if he still has a more powerful combat skill as a backhand, then the victory or defeat is two. ”

Duke Taoling said: "More powerful combat skills? Hehe, how strong are more powerful combat skills, does he think that high-level combat skills are Chinese cabbage in the vegetable market, and he said that there is one." Or is it that the high-level combat skills are so easy to learn, a random kid can learn the extremely difficult and obscure esoteric martial arts art if his hair doesn't grow. Old man An is still too naïve, in terms of combat skills, how can my Phoenix Mansion lose to the children of the common people?"

Duke Taoling sneered, instantly losing the slightest interest in this game. It was only out of etiquette and a verbal promise to his youngest son that he did not leave halfway.

Chasing the light converged into two focal points, and in the ring, the two teenagers were hostile to each other.

Xuhua also looked at this dream carefully, after all, even Li Qiyue was folded in his hands, and he was already qualified to be treated on an equal footing with him.

"It's a good idea to bring a face mask, otherwise you won't be able to go out and meet people when I get bruised and swollen. "Vanity first and foremost despises its opponents strategically.

Zhan Meng tidied up his hairband and mask, and said lightly: "Little boy, the toad yawns, what a big breath, I will send you to the same hospital as Li Qiyue today, so that you two arrogant guys can have a companion for hanging injections together." ”

Vanity narrowed his eyes: "It's good, it's spicy enough, I like it." I'm vain, today you show you what really power is, I'm going to make you prostrate at my feet, trembling, begging for mercy, like the trash that I once defeated. ”

Zhan Meng didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he directly stretched out a middle finger and hooked him.

Naked provocation!

You don't have to leave yourself any way back, because you are destined to become a mortal enemy for life in the future.

Is there any other way to choose now, his mortal enemy, Duke Taoling, is watching this game above his head, Zhan Meng must push himself to a dead end, and fight against the odds in order to become stronger in the battle.

Vanity was really enraged: there had never been anyone in the school who had so blatantly despised him, and his present intact dignity could not forgive anyone for contempt for his royal authority, especially under the gaze of so many people.

"Look for death!" "Vanity took the lead.

The first step of the dream plan, the method of agitation, has finally succeeded. If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy. I am most afraid of encountering the kind of opponent whose hard power is stronger than him and whose brain is calmer than him, then he will be able to find no gaps. This vanity, after all, is a fledgling, and the weakness of his character is seen by Zhan Meng.

Zhan Meng waved his fist and jumped over as well.

The two of them first fought a few rounds of hard battles, and the audience felt pain.

"Stinky boy, there are really two hits!" Zhan Meng said in his heart, because his fist had already begun to be painful, so it could be seen that this vanity was indeed not vain, it was indeed as fierce as a tiger and as a lion.

"Someone dares to confront me head-on, come, whoever retreats is a coward!" said Xuhua with pride and enthusiasm, and shouted in panic.

Sure enough, his fists opened and closed, and his momentum swelled inch by inch, God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha!

"I'm afraid of you!" Zhan Meng pursed his lips, and ran Haoran Zheng Qigong with all his might, his whole body emitted a misty shimmer, and white smoke gradually gushed above his head.

You punch, I kick, the tip of the needle to Maimang.

After thirty moves, Zhan Meng did not fall behind and did not retreat.