Needless to say, Tokyo Dome is a large stadium with a capacity of 55,000 people, and is a top stage for concerts, basketball, professional wrestling, and martial arts competitions.

At this time, Tsukasa Aoki was sitting backstage, constantly exclamating through the broadcast screen on TV.

In the Yachiyo City Gymnasium before, Aoki Tsukasa felt that there were really enough people, but at this time, from the broadcast screen on TV, Aoki Tsukasa knew that he was still a little less knowledgeable - such a big scene, the audience shot down from the top, it was as dense as ants, and it was not much more than what he had seen in the dream training room, and it was even more fanatical and real.

Matsuyama Iwa looked a little nervous, and he licked his lips: "How is it?" How does it feel? ”

"Can't wait." Tsukasa Aoki smiled and moved his shoulders: "It's really exciting to punch in a place like this. ”

Looking at Aoki Division's eager look, Matsuyama Iwa couldn't help but sigh: "You kid really has a big heart. ”

Compare your heart to your heart, if you stand on such a field at his age, your heart will jump out.

Aoki raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Didn't you already know." ”

"Hahaha." Matsuyama was amused by his words, and his nervousness eased a lot.

On the TV, the live broadcast screen switched back and forth for a while, and finally, the game began.

In the center of the octagonal cage, a man in sunglasses in a suit and leather shoes, with a very cool silver-white white head, appeared in the field, this man looked to be in his thirties, the style of sunglasses was similar to swimming goggles, at first glance it looked a little funny, but in him, it looked inexplicably suitable.

The mere appearance of him caused a wave of exclamations.

Aoki asked Matsuyama Iwa with some curiosity: "Who is this person?" ”

"A neon legend-level rapper, his songs are quite good, and his stage name is Chibira."

After Matsuyama Iwa's introduction, Aoki still didn't know much, but nodded as if he didn't understand and looked at the TV.

On the TV screen in the locker room, Chibila held one hand up: "Are! You！ Ready！ (Are you ready?) ）”

“YE！！” The audience's cries were overwhelming, and even from the TV, you could hear how high the mood of the crowd was.

"Raise your hands and say loudly, are you ready?" Chibila raised his voice, and he spoke at a noticeable interval, as if he were rapping every sentence.

“YE!!” The sound of almost breaking the roof made the corners of Kibilla's mouth curl up in satisfaction, and he jerked his arm and looked around, "Whatsup! Tokyo! ”

"Oh!!" The surrounding audience erupted in cheers.

Tsukasa Aoki looked like he was going to have a good atmosphere, not like he was going to fight, but more like he was going to have a concert.

Chibila didn't disappoint Tsukasa Aoki, as he was bouncing around the Octagonal Cage and exclaiming, "Supernova Tournament!" ”

"Here !! come" His long-pitched roar followed the sudden alarm sound of the background music, which instantly ignited the entire hall, and the entire dome was like a frying pan, and a ghost crying wolf howl gradually disappeared with the sound of the alarm, and a violent drum beat rang out violently.

Kibila nodded to the rhythm, held the microphone high, shouted YO, YO, and cut to the rhythm.

"I don't know if you're prepared! But Lao Tzu's choice of the right path, YO, YO ....."

Chibila sang along to the music, and the atmosphere in the audience suddenly seemed to be in a carnival.

Tsukasa Aoki looked at this scene, nodded with some shock, and let out an exclamation of unknown meaning: "Skr......"

When Kibilla's passionate rap ended, the atmosphere of the audience was completely heated up, and Kibila gasped and waved her hand: "Supernova Competition!" Semi-finals, start now!! ”

The cheers of the audience rang out, and Chibila was extremely high, raising her voice again: "Raise the volume!!" ”

The cheers exploded again, and in the field, the sound equipment exploded again, enough for everyone to see clearly, on the big screen, with the sound of shocking music, the figures of eight players appeared on the screen.

As several heavyweights showed their faces on the screen first, the last ones to appear were Uesugi and Tsukasa Aoki.

As soon as the picture of Uesugi Tsunashi came out, the BGM turned into a rapid violin symphony, and with the sound of the symphony, in his fighting highlights, rows and rows of subtitles appeared, and as the picture continued to flicker at the speed of light, until the last piano note fell, the picture gradually dimmed.

"The Chosen One!"

"Rising Star!"

"The noble boy in the boxing ring!"

"Uesugi!!"

"Bucket!!"

The audience resounded with the shrill cheers of a group of female voices.

And just when they couldn't cheer for long, the painting style on the big screen suddenly changed, a burst of dark and bright red lights flickered, a death knell sounded, thunder and rain followed, and the mournful choir girl looked blurry and gloomy in the thunderstorm.

In the picture, in the darkness, a bald head suddenly appeared.

I only saw Aoki Tsukasa slowly raise his head in the gloom, and the pupils that had been post-processed seemed to reflect a terrifying ghostly light, making his already somewhat fierce face look even more terrifying.

Then, the video seems to be editing Aoki's fighting highlights in the form of a nightmare, in the dark, Aoki's various knockout opponents' movements continue to emerge and become disillusioned, and finally, the picture freezes on the scene of Aoki's face covered with blood and a faint smile.

"Great Demon King!"

"Tsukasa Aoki!"

As a large word appeared on the screen, the blurred screen as if the TV had malfunctioned briefly lasted for a few seconds, and then came to an abrupt end.

"Wow!" Even Chibila couldn't help but sigh: "Cool! ”

But after the video was played, everyone's atmosphere was hot, and it was time for Kibila to get down to business, he picked up the microphone, looked at the audience, and raised his arms: "Are you ready for a fight?" ”

“Ye！！！” The audience responded very cooperatively.

"Are you ready for the start of tonight?"

Chibilla's voice elicited a louder response.

"Then let me welcome the first group of contestants! Super Horror Killing Machine! Heavy Tank ......"

Tsukasa Aoki turned his head and looked at Matsuyama Iwa with a smile, "We're in the fourth game, right?" ”

Matsuyama Iwa nodded, and Aoki Tsukasa thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and dialed it.

Dome picked up the phone, a little surprised.

"Hello?" Dome received the call, and his voice was a little excited.

"Are you watching live?" Tsukasa Aoki heard the TV ringing on the phone.

Dome hummed cautiously.

"After the third game starts, let your aunt watch it with you." Tsukasa Aoki said with a smile.

Dome responded obediently, and then, she whispered: "Si must come on!" ”

"Don't worry, you will definitely win back! Tomorrow I will go to the country to look for you, but I am not allowed to see you listless. ”

"Hmm!" Because of Aoki's concern, Aoki's voice seemed a little happier.

Aoki Tsukasa moved his shoulders a few times and twisted his neck, but suddenly felt a little strange in his heart: This kind of words about going back to your hometown to find you if you win, I always feel a little weird to say it.

Qiong paused in the microphone and stopped: "Then, come on!" ”

"Hmm!" After speaking, Qiong took the initiative to go: "Si should adjust his state by himself!" Don't worry, I have been taking medicine on time and eating according to the recipe of the division recently, and I have asked my mother for the massage, and my body is much better than before. ”

Aoki Tsukasa smiled softly when he heard this: "Well, I see." ”

Hanging up, Aoki twisted his neck and narrowed his eyes. During this time, he had to spend at least three days a week in the training room of the Medical Classics, so that the skills of the Medical Classics could break through to the seventh level almost with one kick, not to mention, and the methods of acupuncture and moxibustion were almost finished.

By the time the boxing match is over, Qiong's body can finally begin to adjust, and as far as the current body is concerned, Qiong is enough to go to school.

As......

Take her with you?

Tsukasa Aoki had such an idea popping into his head.

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PS:Orz,It's really not deliberately late.,It's really slow to write these days.,Because I've skipped a lot of the original plot.,In order to speed up this plot.,I've redone the outline.,I can't write a good manuscript and set a timing.,But next month it should be fine.,There should be an outbreak.。

By the way, can I ask for a monthly pass,?? (???????? Compare the heart!

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