"The long-awaited Chiba Division Qualifying Tournament has finally begun!"

It was still the familiar voice of the host's roar, his hoarse voice was a little deeper than yesterday, but his expression was as excited as ever.

"Today! It will be the decision which two players in the Chiba Division can fight their way out of the encirclement and advance to the top 16! ”

The host waved his hand, and behind him, the big screen in front of the player's exit channel suddenly lit up, the lights flashed in the entire arena, and the edited bloody scenes flashed on the screen, and the exciting BG sounded, and the whole venue fell into a cheer.

"Next, let's welcome the four players out on the weigh-in!"

said that it was a weighing ceremony, but in fact, it was only a day later, and there was no need to weigh it at all - this was a process specially formulated by the program team to let the contestants talk to each other.

The lights flickered, and the four corners of the venue suddenly lit up.

Four pillars of light shone to the four corners, and four players dressed in different clothes stood in it with cold expressions, waving their hands in all directions as the lights appeared, causing a burst of cheers.

"Aoki Great Demon King!"

"The Dragon of Yachiyo!"

"Zombie rats! Come on! ”

"Electric batons! Flip them! ”

Aoki Tsukasa stood on the high platform deliberately placed by the program team with a calm expression, with a weight measuring instrument in front of him, surrounded by media holding cameras, and the separated audience was desperately waving their arms at Aoki Tsukasa, constantly cheering.

"The first player to weigh in!"

"Electric batons! Pinton, too! ”

"177 cm tall! Arm span 180 cm! Weight! ”

It wasn't until Pinton, known as the electric baton, also stepped onto the weighing instrument that his weight was displayed on the screen, and the host shouted, "140 pounds!" ”

Ping Dun also stood on the weigher, and someone around him prepared a microphone, and he grabbed it, and said with a hideous expression: "Lao Tzu is the first in Chiba!" ”

"No matter who you meet today, get ready to be paralyzed!"

Pinton roared angrily, slapped his chest hard, and handed the microphone back, but by this time the wound on his cheek had not healed, and there was still a bruise on his arm - it was enough to see that he had not won easily yesterday.

"Next! From Chiba Futsu City! He is six or seven meters tall and weighs 154 pounds! Arm span of one meter seventy-three! Tiger Gym! Zombie Rats! West! Mountain! Brilliance! ”

Nishiyama Hui's thick body looked more muscular in the light, he puffed out his arms to show his muscles, and took the microphone: "No one can defeat me!" No one! ”

His words were short, but full of confidence, his chin was raised, and his ordinary face looked particularly hideous against the backdrop of a body of muscles.

"Next!"

"Twenty-four fights in my life, 21 victories, 16 KOs!"

"178 cm tall!"

"Arm span 185 cm!"

"Weigh 151 pounds!"

"The Dragon of Yachiyo!"

"Loose!"

"Mountain!"

"Dragon!"

Ah Long's expression was a little gloomy, he didn't expect that he was the third person to be introduced - as we all know, the last person to appear is the protagonist.

He grabbed the microphone suddenly, his expression was hideous and terrifying: "Listen, some guys may only be able to play one good game in their lifetime, and I, will destroy the opponent in front of me every time!" ”

"I don't care who it is! No matter where it is! Pray to your God! If you run into me, you're dead! ”

"Finally! Falk Squid: All of you! Matsuyama Ryu threw Mike to the side, stepped off the weigher with an angry expression, and walked to the backstage.

His words drew cheers from his fans, but they also drew boos from others.

The host smiled a little awkwardly, turned his head and took a deep breath, shouting at the audience, "Last one!" ”

"180 cm tall! Arm span 186 cm! Age 17 years old, from Chiba Yachiyo City Matsuyama Fight Club! ”

"Rising Star!"

"It's in the limelight!"

"Great Demon King!"

"Ao!"

"Wood!"

"Division!"

Aoki Tsukasa raised his arms and nodded gently at the audience around him, with contempt on his expressionless face, and the audience around him let out some shrill cheers and screams, Aoki Tsukasa looked around, and someone had already made a cheering card such as 'Aoki Great Demon King' and waved it vigorously at him.

Taking the microphone handed over by the staff, Aoki Tsukasa was completely different from Aaron, who was emotional before, and said lightly in a calm and relaxed tone: "It's a little boring"

"I've already started to look at my opponent for the next match." After Aoki finished speaking, he handed the microphone to the staff, put the jacket handed by Matsuyama Iwa to his shoulder, and walked towards the backstage.

Invisible pretending is the most deadly.

Aoki's calm expression and words were faithfully recorded by the camera, and on the screen, his contemptuous expression and eyes were not exaggerated at all, as if he was stating a fact.

With a fierce face and a wave of his hand at the camera, Aoki walked backstage, cheering behind him.

The host watched the contestants all go backstage without waiting for him to say the process, his expression was a little embarrassed, he coughed twice, and said loudly: "Next, today's lottery ceremony will be held!" After the draw, you will decide who you will play against today! ”

Of course, perhaps only a very small number of people believe that the lottery is real. Anyway, the fighters probably already know who their opponents are, so they either rush back to warm up, or continue to study their opponents, and no one cares about the host's bells and whistles.

Today's backstage locker room is more spacious than where Aoki stayed before, and everyone in the gym sits in it, and it doesn't look crowded.

Tsukasa Aoki moved his body and waited for the results of the draw.

"The first player to come out in the first game is!" The host's hand grabbed in the opaque black plastic box, and only after half a sound did he grab a small plastic ball, unscrew the ball, take out the note inside, and show it to the camera.

"Ahh It is an electric baton Hiratsuya player! The host's expression was very surprised, but Aoki Tsukasa in the audience hooked the corners of his mouth and glanced at Matsuyama Iwa.

Sure enough, the next contestant to come out of the lottery was Ah Long!

"Then the first game is Yuheitsu against Matsuyama Ryu! The second game was played by Tsukasa Aoki against Teru Nishiyama! ”

Tsukasa Aoki shook his head and smiled, "It looks the same as we guessed." ”

"yes!" Matsuyama Yan said, his expression nervous: "This afternoon, our tactical analysis is mainly on Nishiyama Hui's body, and the grasp should still be very large." ”

Aoki Si nodded, but couldn't help frowning slightly: "But I always feel that this guy seems to have hidden a trick and didn't make a move." Yesterday's takedown was wonderful, but I think it was more like a live performance. I think there's a good chance this guy has something else hidden in his arsenal. ”

"Just be careful." Old John looked quite calm, and he was full of confidence in Aoki Division: "No matter what cold tricks you have, as long as you are prepared, it is not a big problem." ”

Aoki Tsukasa nodded, stood up, and began to move: "Indeed, Nishiyama Hui's shortcomings are also obvious, as long as he can't hold my fist, he will definitely die." Even if I could, I wouldn't have a way to knock him down. ”

"Here we go."

Andy suddenly spoke, staring at the TV in the room.

Tsukasa Aoki stopped talking, and while moving his body, he looked at Aaron on the TV who walked out of the player's tunnel with an arrogant face amid the roar of background music.