[Ran^Text^Library] Without waiting for the host to finish speaking, Director Li firmly rejected him: "No, they will fight if they want to, now they can't beat it, if they don't fight, they won't fight, is there no one who deceives my dragon?" "What if Director Zhao is willing to compensate you for some medical expenses?"

"That's not going to work either!" Director Li's attitude was still resolute, "Unless he closes his broken martial arts hall or moves to another place." Net"

The host shook his head helplessly, and went back to find Director Zhao, although he knew that Director Zhao would not agree to the suggestion put forward by Director Li, but he still said it head-on.

Sure enough, let him close the door, Director Zhao said that he would not do anything, and losing some money was already his bottom line.

Treat the people who come to kick the gym, the descendants of the dragon obviously won't give them a good face, even if Director Li agrees, they, the coaches and students, will definitely not agree, come to the gym, you have to think about the price of failure, otherwise everyone will come to make a fuss, so is there a peaceful day in the martial arts hall.

When Director Zhao saw that the host came back helplessly, he had already guessed the other party's attitude, but he didn't expect their attitude to be so tough, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation at all.

After thinking for a while, Director Zhao had a plan and whispered something to the host, only to see the host nod and go back to the venue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you've been waiting for a long time." The host picked up the microphone and said to the impatient audience, "Next, the fifth game of this competition will start immediately, and now the players from both sides are invited to play." ”

When Fang Qi heard this, he was very surprised, he didn't expect them to dare to play this fifth game of three against three, could they be sure of winning?

Fang Qi and the others didn't hesitate, and walked to the venue, but Tenglong's people didn't appear for a long time, which made everyone look at Tenglong's camp.

Seeing that everyone's eyes gathered, Tenglong's crowd separated, and the three contestants walked out together, at this moment, Wei Chuan stumbled under his feet and fell directly to the ground, and let out a wail, as if he was stumbling.

"Ouch, it hurts me." Wei Chuan's acting talent is not bad, and this call is quite similar.

"I really didn't expect that just before the start of the game, there was an accident, and it seems that Wei Chuan will not be able to play." The host said regretfully.

Wei Chuan gritted his teeth at this time, looking extremely painful, and then stood up hard and said, "No, I'm okay." ”

Hu Lai walked to Wei Chuan's side, helped him and said, "Don't insist on it." ”

Wei Chuan shook his head: "This is an honor that belongs to the martial arts hall, how can I give it up because of my pain?" With that, he let out another scream of "ouch", and then fell to Hulai.

Hu Lai was not as tall as Wei Chuan, and at this time, the weight of Wei Chuan's whole body was pressed on Hu Lai, and Hu Lai couldn't support it, so the two of them went to the end together, and at the same time said "ouch", it seems that this Hu Lai is also stuck.

"I was infected by Wei Chuan's spirit, but it seems that his injury is indeed very serious, I suggest that he be sent to the hospital immediately, so Hu Lai, how are you, can you still play?" The host said hypocritically.

Hu Lai looked like he was holding back the pain, and when he heard the host's words, he gritted his teeth, and only managed to pop out a few from between his teeth for a long time: "I...... Still...... You can ......," but even though he said that, he didn't see him get up from the ground, and he could continue to play.

"It's a pity, it seems that today's three-on-three game can't be continued, in this regard, I apologize to the majority of audience friends, but as martial artists, their injuries can not continue to drag on, if they can't practice martial arts in the future because of this matter, presumably they will regret it for life, so I suggest that this game end in a draw, I don't know what the two sides will do?" The host expressed great regret for the injuries of the two people on Tenglong's side, and made an excuse for Tenglong's people, hoping to end the game.

Of course, the people of Tenglong have no opinion, this is what they planned, but the descendants of the dragon obviously can't give up.

At this time, Director Li of the Jeet Kune Do Gym, the descendant of the dragon, walked to the center of the arena and said to the host, "I wonder if you can let me say a few words?" ”

Although the host didn't know what he was going to say, he still handed him the microphone.

"Hello audience friends, I won't talk about the antecedents of this war, but this battle has come to this point, I believe that people with a discerning eye can see that their dragon people are not the heirs of my dragon, I Li is not an aggressive person, this game can not continue, I hope Tenglong can give us a statement, if not, we will bring you to us, and return the amount."

After listening to Director Li's words, Director Zhao also walked out: "Director Li's words are wrong, I think that since the martial arts hall is opened, it is inevitable to learn, and there is no one right or wrong in the competition, so I think that we have not brought you anything, if Director Li wants to learn from our martial arts hall, we are always welcome." ”

"Hundreds of people looked embarrassed to avoid fighting, and talked about what to do." Director Li didn't give the other party any face, and every sentence was-for-tat.

"It's not that we avoid fighting today, if it weren't for something wrong with Wei Chuan, why would we be afraid of a war?"

"This Tenglong is really brazen, this fake fall technique is not even as good as the national football team, and he is embarrassed to come out to perform." In the crowd, some viewers had already seen the problem, and at this time someone said.

"Wei Chuan, I'm an orthopedic surgeon, do you want me to show you?" Another voice in the crowd laughed.

Wei Chuan's face was already red at this time, because of his obscene plan to "catch the milk dragon claw hand", he was thought by Director Zhao to be smearing the martial arts hall, so he simply let his reputation be black to the end, and he had a fake fall to avoid the battle, which could be regarded as atonement for the martial arts hall, but at this time, as a party to the party, he was looked at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, and his face was a little unbearable, after all, he was not as old and spicy as the uncles and aunts who touched porcelain on the street.

"Come on two people, help Wei Chuan and Hu Lai down, as their curator, I can't ruin their future just because of a temporary loss or loss in the martial arts hall." After that, Director Zhao brushed his sleeves away, and he looked like "Lao Tzu doesn't play".

Curator Zhao took the initiative to leave, and this battle naturally ended, and the people of Tenglong walked away, while the descendants of the dragon stood on the side of the road and mocked for a long time before returning to the martial arts hall in a mighty manner.

As soon as they entered the martial arts hall, everyone seemed to have discussed it, and together they lifted Fang Qi, Fan Jiang and Li Xiaoshuang and threw them into the air, celebrating the victory in this way. Fang Qi was a little depressed when he was thrown, thinking that fortunately the roof was high enough, otherwise it would be troublesome if he hit the roof.

Li Xiaoshuang, as a girl, was flushed without being thrown a few times, and at her strong request, everyone put her down. And Fan Jiang thought that he didn't contribute, but he dragged Fang Qi back a little, and felt that he was ashamed, so he also asked everyone to put him down.

As for Fang Qi, although he tried his best, no one paid attention to him, but he threw it higher and higher every time, shouting his name while throwing it back, although Fang Qi felt the glory of being a winner, but what was more pitiful was that the meal he had at noon was about to be thrown out.