Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 284 Begins
At the Marina Stadium, the match is ready for recording.
This year's show is not much different from previous years in terms of format.
It is still divided into four stages, the play-in round, the breakout match, the semi-finals and the finals.
The play-in tournament has already started at the beginning of registration, so it is now the breakout tournament that is broadcast live to the whole country.
Of the nearly 500 contestants, 100 will break through to the semifinals and compete for the championship in each weight class.
Five into one, it is already very cruel. Because the existing players are all elites.
Some are from the people, some are from schools, some are from martial arts dojos, and there are descendants of various traditional sects......
On the stage, all six infield referees were seated.
Lu Tianlong of Tianlong Boxing Stadium, Jiang Yi, the head coach of Taihe Dojo, Zheng Lianrong, who has served as a commissioner for many international competitions, and so on. Each of these people was famous in the early years on the coast and even in the whole country.
The host is also a well-known figure in Binhai, named Chen Huizu, and he is indispensable every time in the previous major activities of Binhai Satellite TV.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Huizu walked up with the microphone.
A very standard set of official speeches, introducing the referees in and out of the field, introducing the first group of contestants, and advertising. Mixed with some of his trademark dry humor, the crowd who had been waiting for the game to start for a long time was successfully amused by him.
As the words fell, all the lights hit the center ring, and the originally dim ring was like day in an instant.
The two players waiting backstage walked out surrounded by cloaks.
After about two minutes of grinding, the referee on the stage explained the rules in detail and signaled the game to begin.
Zhou Qing looked at it for a while, the quality of this group of players was acceptable, and the difference was not too great.
In this mode of play, the strength is often uneven. For professionals, there are few interesting games, but for ordinary people, it is easy to make their blood boil.
Because it is very likely that two people in the same 60kg class, one is a seasoned boxer, and the other is a rookie who has just made the cut by luck. As you can imagine, the probability of a novice being knocked out is extremely high.
It's impossible to have this kind of format internationally, but it's a small place like the seaside, for the ratings. For the program team, the worse someone is beaten, the faster the KO, and the more they are most happy to see.
The game lasted about ten minutes, and the two ended flat.
Zhou Qing's preliminary estimate is that the blue side won, although his strength is not as good as the red side, but there are many points.
Sure enough, several referees raised their cards and combined, and the blue side won by eight or nine points.
watched a few more shows in a row, and Zhou Qing lost much interest.
The morning was almost over, and not even a single eye-catching player appeared. If it weren't for Yang Mu being scheduled for the last game at noon, he would have been impatient to wait.
Eleven thirty.
The host began to introduce the 90kg players, that is, the two sides of the next game, Yang Mu and Han Junli.
The crowd cheered for the game, and as soon as it was introduced, the whole thing erupted in screams that were enough to tear the stadium down.
Zhou Qing's head turned, and he finally remembered who Han Junli was.
He was the former champion of the national MTA tournament and the head coach of the Longyuan Dojo, the largest dojo in Binhai.
This person was extremely famous in the coastal fighting circle in the early years, and in recent years, he has frequently participated in various competitions, and his popularity is not much worse than that of ordinary stars.
Especially its brave and cruel style of play, it is very memorable. The most classic scene is when he fights against a player from country M, knocking out the opponent within ten seconds.
Zhou Qing guessed that this game should be deliberately arranged by the organizers, and the purpose is estimated to mobilize the emotions of the audience and lay a good foundation for the next game. Yang Mu ran into him, not knowing whether he was lucky or unlucky.
If you win, the benefits to Yang Mu and the dojo can be predicted. If he loses, he will stop the game immediately, and everything Zhou Qing has done has become useless.
But Zhou Qing is not worried about this, he believes in Yang Mu, as long as Yang Mu's skills can be exposed in front of the TV, it is unlikely to be too embarrassing, at least it can leave a deep impression.
Thinking about it, Yang Mu and Han Junli went to the ring one after another.
In the same appearance, Han Junli cheered like a tsunami, and Yang Mu seemed to be forgotten by the audience.
Zhou Qing's position was extremely close to the ring, so he got up and waved his hand: "Brother Yang, just do your best!" ”
Yang Mu had already noticed him, his fists collided, and there was no nervousness or other emotions in his eyes that he was about to compete, like stopping water.
He may lose, but his mental quality is beyond doubt.
A man who has experienced the baptism of blood will not be timid in the face of the muzzle of the gun, this kind of scene is too small for him.
When the two of them came to the stage, the host did not lightly mention the name of the next Zhou Qing Dojo, but focused on introducing the Longyuan Dojo.
Zhou Qing couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw this, he spent 500,000 yuan, and he didn't even buy a second of introduction.
But it's not important now, what matters is Yang Mu's next game.
He didn't notice that Lu Tianlong's eyes had changed when he heard the name Shangwu Pavilion on the stage.
Also near Furong Street, Lu Tianlong had long known that Zhou Qing was the owner of the Shangwu Pavilion. There is no deep hatred between the two, but Lu Tianlong can't forget the things that Zhou Qing did.
insulted Wei Zixiu, the head and face of his boxing ring, and led people to strike to make trouble, so that he lost his ...... in front of the employees
Coincidentally, the host was asking him what he thought of this game, and Lu Tianlong moved the microphone: "I am friends with the boss of Longyuan Dojo, so I naturally think that Han Junli can win." Moreover, in the 90 kg competition, in the entire country, Han Junli can rank in the top three! ”
is quite sleek, and he didn't even mention Yang Mu's name at all, which meant that Yang Mu would definitely lose.
Several infield referees agreed with these words, and this consistent analysis made Han Junli's fans cheer again.
In such an abnormal atmosphere, the game officially began.
Han Junli seemed to want to settle the battle as quickly as possible, and as soon as the referee stepped back, he stepped forward in two steps. Swing, hook, straight, a combination punch quickly hit, targeting Yang Mu's head.
The punch was fast and heavy, as if there was a sound of wind, and the kind of tragedy brought out between the punches made people shudder.
The 90-kilogram player, plus Han Junli is a well-known heavy punch, if this punch is not worn on the head of ordinary people, I am afraid that it will break people's heads.
Yang Mu was awe-inspiring in his heart, but he didn't retreat half a step, and kicked Han Junli before he arrived.
Bang!
Han Junli's body was blocked, and all the attacks naturally failed, while Yang Mu's body shook and stood in place like nails.
Just a simple fight made several referees who were not optimistic about Yang Mu slightly surprised.
Kicking with one foot, the requirements for the next plate are not more harsh. This kind of move is not good, it may be the end of being rebounded and unable to turn over, but Yang Mu stopped the momentum of Han Junli's attack.