Zheng Ya's fans, more Guoshu fans, became lively on the Internet, expressing their support for Zheng Ya and supporting Guoshu, and emotionally believed that Guoshu would win, and Zheng Ya would win. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zheng Ya fans and Guoshu fans began to enthusiastically support Zheng Ya, the fans of King Tai Bo Buqiu came out and said that King Tai Bo Buqiu is a well-deserved NO1 in the world today, Zheng Ya, not an opponent.

Again, to put it mildly.

Some more radical Muay Thai fans declared: "Golden boy Zheng Ya is just a tiger in the mountains, the monkey is the overlord, after encountering the real boxing champion, the golden boy Zheng Ya is equal to a joke." ”

There are even more crazy Muay Thai fans who predict: "In the first round, if you don't fight for more than three minutes, the so-called golden boy Zheng Ya will be broadcast by the Muay Thai king on the spot." ”

In other words, fans of national arts, Zheng Ya fans are actually a good wish, that is, I hope that Zheng Ya can defeat, be able to publicize the charm of national arts, and show the power of national arts, but in my heart, I don't think Zheng Ya will really win.

+1 to win, that's more of an expectation and wish.

Who knows, now it has caused a backlash from Muay Thai fans.

The rebound is still so fierce, a Muay Thai fan even claimed that the so-called golden boy Zheng Ya is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and the so-called national art, that is, the confrontation is not good, and the obscene is invincible.

Zheng Ya is equal to a joke, Zheng Ya is a clown who jumps off the beam, and Guoshu is the invincibility of the obscenity.

Muay Thai fans were open-mouthed, and the abuse like a shrew scolding the street immediately angered Guoshu fans and Zheng Ya fans.

Good guys, the Internet is completely lively.

The public said that the public was reasonable, the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, and the shrew scolded the street and roared at the lion in the west of the river, and did it.

Cooking with gas.

The two parties, the Muay Thai champion, are not asking for it, and the golden boy Zheng Ya is preparing for the fight with peace of mind.

The supporters around him, the supporters around him, have already stirred up a liver fire on the Internet, who can win, and there are endless quarrels.

What's the matter, even if Zheng Ya can't win, the war of words must be enjoyed first.

The world of virtue is also dumbfounded, at this time, he dares to stand up and say that Zheng Ya is not good, if Zheng Ya will be defeated, it is estimated that there will be no good fruit to eat.

Even if it is a rational analysis, it will be treated as a traitor by the hot-blooded fans of national arts.

Okay, Amitabha, I hope Zheng Ya can fight a little, even if he loses, he won't lose too ugly.

Zheng Ya'an rested peacefully for a night, refreshed, and began to prepare for the evening game, occasionally opening his tablet and mobile phone, ready to browse the web, good guy, casually open the circle of friends, casually open the news hotspot, Zheng Ya was startled.

This is outrageous, the popularity is so high.

The organizing committee of the competition is really not afraid of death, and it has actually hyped Huashan to such a height, and the meaning of this confrontation has been so infinitely magnified that it is impossible for itself to lose, and it is embarrassing to lose.

Zheng Ya found that this game has reached the height of national glory, and has been domineeringly elevated to the level of "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood".

A high red title, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, and it is hung on many websites.

This is the foot of Huashan, those real fans of national arts, in front of the Huashan Inn slogan, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, national arts will win.

What's more, once he is defeated, will those hot-blooded guys really recommend Xuanyuan?

Zheng Ya shook his head with a wry smile.

For the first time, Zheng Ya felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

The Chinese people pinned the glory of the national art on themselves.

I have come to this point, and I have also shouldered the important responsibility of defending the glory of the national arts.

It's almost time to start the race.

Zheng Ya stood in his room, looking at Huashan Mountain at sunset, bathed in the golden light of the sunset, and stretched out his arms.

I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, then come, compatriots, I, the golden boy Zheng Ya, will not let you down.

Behind him, Lin Zhiyu's soft voice came: "Hero, we should pass." ”

Zheng Ya turned around, opened his arms, gently hugged Lin Zhiyu, and said in high spirits: "Let's go, Zhiyu, tonight I will watch this hero conquer the barbarians and raise the prestige of our country." ”

Huashan discusses the sword, the peak duel.

Arrived as scheduled.

Zheng Ya rushed to the arena and began to prepare backstage.

The live TV broadcast has begun, and Zheng Ya's match is scheduled for the last game of the night, which is the real finale.

Huashan has been fighting for half a year, just for the peak moment, so naturally it will not be released immediately.

The Golden Boy Zheng Ya vs King Tai Bo Buqiu match is the first part of the entire Huashan Sword, and before that, the organizing committee of the competition arranged two exhibition matches.

The players are all high-level national martial arts players, paving the way for the last real battle of the century and warming up.

The competition system of Huashan Sword is three rounds, three minutes per round, and the time of a game, together with various fancy racks, is only about half an hour, and the final pinnacle battle naturally arranges some early warm-ups.

Of course, except for a few Chinese people who purely watch the excitement, most of the viewers in front of the TV or in the stadium know that the real game is in the last game, the real excitement, the real pinnacle battle, or the golden boy Zheng Ya vs King Tai broadcast is not wanted.

As the two bouts went on round by round, the atmosphere in the arena gradually became hot.

Inside the gymnasium, small red flags began to fly.

Zheng Ya's portrait, the portrait of the broadcaster has been held up by the respective fans, and the two portraits are far away from each other, non-stop, provocatively, shaking each other.

The battle between the two warriors has not yet begun, and the audience is already beginning to say goodbye.

Although Zheng Ya is a newcomer, and Zheng Ya's relative winning rate is slightly lower, Zheng Ya represents the national arts, and in the gymnasium, Zheng Ya's supporters have even surpassed the Muay Thai king.

A large area of small five-star red flags flying like waves is proof of this.

A large group of fans with bright red slogans such as "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood" even painted a five-star red flag on their faces, as if it were a red flag fluttering when they swung their heads.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became hot.

The ratings are also gradually rising, and when the second warm-up game is over, the battle for the pinnacle has not yet begun, and the staff who are paying close attention to the ratings have already come with good news, good guys, at this time, it has broken 11%, reached a new high, and it is still growing at a very fast rate.

The order of appearance of the two is in the order of entering the peak showdown, so the first peak king introduced by the host is the broadcast that directly enters the peak showdown.

On the TV, the battle video of the broadcast was broadcast, the dark and strong and well-proportioned body, the healthy and handsome face, the sharp attack moves, the moment of knocking out the opponent again and again, won the cheers of the voice on the field, especially the fans who did not seek it, and shouted it deeply: "Don't ask for it, don't ask for it, don't ask for it, don't ask for it, don't ask for it......

Huashan discusses the sword, and the head of the five peaks belongs to whom, everyone is looking forward to it.

The supporters of the Muay Thai king Bo Buqiu took the lead in shouting "Zhong Buqiu." ”

Bo Buqiu stepped into the ring and put on a few standard Muay Thai moves, and the screams and shouts of Muay Thai fans suddenly reached their peak.

Zheng Ya, who was about to go to the ring, saw the actions and performances of the broadcast from the backstage, and had to sigh in his heart, this brother is indeed a bit of a star, and he looks cool.

At this time, the host was already introducing Zheng Ya's information.

The atmosphere in the gymnasium was even more enthusiastic than when I had just started broadcasting.

The small five-star red flag set off waves all over the field, wave after wave.

Didn't the fans who broadcast the song shout "Zhong Buqiu"? The voices of the fans of Guoshu were even louder, and the cheers of "Zhong Jin Boy, Zhong Jin Boy" far exceeded the volume just now.

The world of virtue is right, in this battle, Zheng Ya has the advantage of the home field.

The supporters far outnumbered the broadcasters.

Of course, the advantage of the home field is sometimes a double-edged sword, the player has a strong psychological quality, the more excited he is, the home field is a big benefit, on the contrary, there are players who can't withstand the huge pressure of the home field, want to win and are afraid of losing, and the result is a bad performance and a mess.

I just don't know what kind of golden boy Zheng Ya will be.

The host clicked on Zheng Ya's name.

Zheng Ya took a deep breath, put on a cloak, and slowly walked from the backstage to the ring.

A 30-meter-long red carpet, from the backstage to the ring, Zheng Ya according to the director's advance explanation, waved the fierce military fist in his hand, snorted a few punches on the red carpet, appeared in front of the audience, and then, trotted all the way, flew up, climbed over the fence, and stood on the ring.

When Zheng Ya completely stood still in the ring, the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis, and the dazzling white light of the camera camera, rushed towards him almost at the same time.

Wearing a cloak and raising her hands, Zheng Ya faced the audience, and in her heart, a strong feeling of being valued, expected, and hoped for came to her heart.

This battle has placed too many things on it.

Zheng Ya raised his head and roared.

The referee ran over and exchanged a few words briefly, and the peak duel, with all the anticipation and attention, kicked off.

The staff who observed the TV ratings suddenly screamed loudly in the studio: "God, 13%, actually broke through the 13% ......"