Chapter 340: Opponent - Wang Jinglei

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Chao, Zacks, and Wang Jinglei arrived at the venue of the competition, which was held in a park adjacent to the Northern Alps in Matsumoto City, as scheduled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Huh? The two of them actually came, too? Oh yes, it's time to see if Heihachi Mishima will be here. After all, today is the last day of the competition, and after the championship appears, whether it is to make the competition successful or to broaden Mishima's influence, Mishima Heihachi, the owner, should come and show his existence. Seeing Zax and Wang Jinglei appear, the dynasty was stunned at first, and then suddenly said.

It's just a pity that the outcome of the matter is destined to disappoint the two. After today's tournament, not only will Heihachi Mishima not come, but even the real top management of the Mishima consortium will not come, and even if it is not for fear of affecting the prestige of the Mishima consortium, the $2 million championship prize may not be there.

As for the reason? Quite simply, the Mishima Foundation is in chaos right now!

With the official return of Mishima Kazuhachi, the Mishima Consortium will have a fierce power swap no matter what, so in order to protect his position and not be ousted by the new 'master' Mishima Ichihachi, the upper echelons of the Mishima Consortium are now actively carrying out activities, and if they want to get closer to Mishima Ichihachi, where will they have the time in the United States to manage the Iron Fist Tournament?

After all, from the bottom of their hearts, these guys who call themselves social elites don't look down on the existence of martial artists, thinking that they are just vulgar martial artists, and there is really no need to have deep friendships, so naturally they don't care what their mood is.

Then the host of the competition came to the stage and announced the specific arrangements for the last day of the competition to the audience with the microphone in hand.

"Ahem, in view of the fact that there are only three players left, there is no group competition in two pairs, so after discussion between the referee and the organizer, it was finally decided to let the three players redraw lots."

"At that time, there will be a bye that will go directly to the finals and face off against the winner of the remaining two players."

"...... Uproar"

It's just that before the words fell, the noise of the audience was ushered in.

"It's not fair!"

"Yes! In this way, the person who has a bye is equivalent to waiting for work, whether it is physically or mentally, he chooses another player, so how can he play? It's not fair! ā€

"Yes, that's all about partiality!"

"There's shady!"

"Protest!"

In short, the content is one, that the rules of the game are unfair.

But fortunately, the organizers had expected this, coughed lightly, suppressed the audience's protests, and continued, "We also consider everyone's concerns. Therefore, in addition to the original 30 minutes of the game, we will also extend the rest time between the two matches from the original 10 minutes to two hours, so that the players can get the maximum rest and ensure their competitive condition. ā€

"Besides, luck is also part of strength, isn't it?"

Hearing this, the audience couldn't help but look at each other.

That's true, but why do they just feel that something is wrong?

"Oh, ridiculous! Isn't the so-called game something that excludes some external factors and makes the two sides as fair as possible? If you are so lucky, why bother holding a competition? Wouldn't it be enough to just let everyone rock-paper-scissors? Then the next moment, a voice full of disdain rang out in the audience. It was another passionate crusade that caused the audience.

"Not bad!"

"This rule is child's play!"

And at this time, the ability of the host is reflected. I only heard him say with a lot of urgency, "Although the words of that audience friend are correct, how can the game really not be affected?" Weather, the status of each player, foreign affairs, food, accidents...... Wait, wait, what's not affecting the fairness of the game all the time? Not showing the luck of the players? ā€

"So this rule still seems to favor the bye players, but it is enough to reflect the relative fairness of the competition."

What's more, the three players also agreed to this arrangement, which shows that the arrangement of the tournament is okay. Otherwise, why would the three contestants agree? Everyone, right? ā€

And at the same time, the figures of Wang Dynasty, Wang Jinglei, and Zax also appeared in the ring accompanied by the staff. Wang Jinglei stretched out his hand to take the microphone handed by the host, and said loudly, "Yes, luck is sometimes a reflection of a person's strength, so I don't think there is anything wrong with this rule, old man." ā€

Immediately, all the audience fell silent, looking at each other, and they didn't know how to accept the current reality.

There's no way, since the players themselves don't care, what do they, the audience, earn? I can't get a share of the prize money.

Then the host secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly called the staff and brought the lottery box prepared in advance.

"There were three small balls in the box, two of which were white and one of which were red. The player who draws the red ball gets a bye and awaits his opponent in the lounge. The host introduced.

"Three, which of you will smoke first?"

"Old man, let's come first." Wang Chao gestured with his hand.

"I don't care." Zax shrugged.

"I'll be disrespectful to that old man." Wang laughed, then stepped forward and reached into the box until a few seconds later......

"It seems that I am a toiler, old man." Wang Jinglei looked at the white ball in his hand and shook his head and smiled.

Then the staff stepped forward and stopped beside Dynasty and Zax.

"Come on." Zax Road.

"It's fine." Wang Dynasty nodded, not politely, and reached out and pulled out a small ball.

Bad luck, the same white. So the result is obvious, Wang Dynasty will become opponents with Wang Jinglei, start the next battle, Zax has a bye, and continue to go back to the lounge to be his audience master.

"Two contestants are invited to the stage!"

Wang Dynasty and Wang Jinglei glanced at each other, didn't say anything, and went into the ring as they said.

"You can practice kung fu at this age to the point where you are now, little doll, you are very good." Wang Jinglei looked at Wang Dynasty and said with appreciation in his eyes.

Obviously, in the past two days he has not been without attention to the dynasty.

"Old man Wang has already spoken." Wang Chao remained polite and smiled humbly.

"I understand if I'm talking about the old man. But there's one thing I'm curious about...... Who is your master? I'd love to know what kind of person can teach an apprentice like you. Wang Jinglei waved his hand casually, and then said with his eyes shining.

"Master...... There's nothing you can't say. It's the Shiranui dance. Wang Chao's eyelids blinked, and his expression was a little weird.

It's not wrong to really turn around, after all, the foundation of his body was taught by the Ignorant Fire Dance Tune. In addition, the bone method and secret techniques that I learned are also the secret transmission of the ignorant fire, and there is no problem in saying that the ignorant fire dance is his master.

But obviously, this could not satisfy Wang Jinglei.

"Ignorant Fire Dance? What is the relationship with Shiranui Hanzo? Wang Jinglei frowned and asked again.

"It's her grandfather." Wang Dynasty replied truthfully.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Little doll, will you make fun of me again? Wang Jinglei, who got the answer, had a gleam in his eyes, and he glared at the dynasty and shouted. It's very powerful.

"How dare you?" The dynasty is called Qu Dao.

"Shiranui Hanzo practices ninjutsu. And although there are some shadows of karate and grappling techniques in your kung fu, it is more of a national art shelf, which does not know that Hanzo can't teach you. Wang Jinglei looked like you kid was still pretending, and scolded.

"Uh...... As for this, I actually practiced it myself according to the boxing book......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Jinglei again.

"Impossible! Guoshu is not karate, it is not something that anyone can practice casually, and it can be practiced so deeply! ā€

"Well, Mr. Wang, I haven't finished speaking. In addition to my own practice and my master's guidance, I also asked Master Zhen Yuanzhai for some tips. ā€

"Zhen Yuanzhai!?" Wang Jinglei was stunned, but he didn't expect to hear the name of another acquaintance here.

"The old drunkard pointed you out!?"

"Yes." Dynasty nodded.

"Then it's no wonder. I didn't expect you to have some fate. In that case, go ahead, and let the old man take a good look at your kung fu. Wang was shocked, nodded, and put on a posture.

"Please also ask Mr. Wang for more advice." The dynasty put on a three-body shelf and said politely.

"Just let the horses come."

"Play, let's go!"

Then the dynasty was just like he said, he was really not polite, and shot out directly with an arrow, with the strength of the fist, and the fist was like an arrow **** to the king thunder.

Wang Jinglei was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand, put his palm in front of the king's fist, shrunk, retracted his arm, stepped back, and unloaded the dynasty's sharp momentum with a trick of unloading, and then grabbed the dynasty's fist with five fingers, and threw the other arm, and the arm was whipped to the dynasty's exposed ribs like a whip......

If you are really hit this time, even if you don't break your ribs, you will have chest tightness and shortness of breath, and you will lose your explosive power in a short time.

Seeing this, Wang Chao hurriedly shook his arm, opened Wang Jinglei's fingers with both flicking and trembling, and at the same time moved his back hand quickly in front of him.

It's just that he didn't think about it, his skill, Wang Jinglei's kung fu is even better, the five fingers on the fist of the dynasty are closed, and the two fingers that are grabbed by the dynasty can easily dissolve the dynasty's trembling strength, and the firm tongs hold the fist of the dynasty so that he can't get out, and then the whip arm erupts vigorously, and the dynasty is pulled out of front of him.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Wang Chao only felt a tightness in his chest, and his body flew backwards like a flying stone.

But fortunately, Wang Jinglei did not pursue, so he was able to calmly dissipate the strength of his body, turn around in the air, and reluctantly stand back in the ring in an upright posture. His eyebrows were slightly tufted, and he stared at Wang Jinglei with a heavy heart.

"Is this the strength of a high-level master......" (To be continued.) )