Chapter 19 Lala, I'm a good person
The Super Fighting Competition, or SuperFix for short, is a very famous exchange tournament among martial artists because it is only held once every six months. Every year, the powerhouses of various genres will gather here.
It is the most authoritative exchange competition in the field of martial arts, and every year here, you can see the mastery of various genres, the strongest martial artists, the strongest schools, and the most gorgeous and exciting confrontations.
For martial artists, this match is a good opportunity to make a name for themselves.
Today's SuperFilh is the eighteenth edition.
As soon as it was light, the stadium in the center of X was already crowded, and there were martial arts enthusiasts here, and some just wanted to see the thrill of punching to the flesh.
Others yearn for the visual sense of blood spraying, after all...... A lot of men, and even women, love to watch bloody fights, like boxing matches.
SuperFigh is held in a huge open-air stadium, but in the center of the stadium is not a football stadium or anything, but an incomparably huge ring.
From the center of the ring, the surrounding area is full of spectators.
……
"Let Jean, Brother Biao come to get the bonus, don't get in the way."
Wu Biao and Saitama squeezed forward from the crowd, pushing away Brother Biao in front of them in the most direct way, and the corners of Saitama's mouth twitched while watching, Saitama found out completely, Wu Biao, a bastard, didn't care what others thought of him at all.
However, is it really easy to live like this?
Saitama smiled, how could he not be like this, maybe it was because he had always claimed to be a hero who was interested, and unconsciously it seemed that his whole person was interested, and many feelings became a little weak.
"What are you squeezing? Line up at the back to go. ”
The crowd was extremely dissatisfied with Brother Biao's actions, and many people complained loudly.
"Cut, get the bonus? What kind of outfit is it, it definitely belongs to the kind of preliminary round that will be eliminated. ”
"This little kid is also a contestant? I guess I got the news from, I want to sneak in and deceive you......"
"Possibly, possibly!"
……
Hearing the crowd's discussions, Saitama's face became a little weird.
I have to say......
What these people said is right, the two of them are indeed taking the identities of others and coming here to deceive.
Squeezed all the way to the registration office, Saitama glanced at the other side, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched, only to realize that there was still a contestant passage on the other side, and he couldn't squeeze in with those who bought tickets.
The staff in charge of registration, a girl in her twenties, was slightly stunned when she saw Wu Biao and Saitama walking in front of her, and then looked at her with a smile on her face...... Saitama.
"Sir, are you a contestant?"
Saitama was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she reflected it, and looked at Wu Biao's still somewhat childish face next to her, and it was inevitable that the service staff would admit her mistake.
Feel...... It's getting more and more unreliable, and if it's exposed in public, it will be very embarrassing......
"Your eyes are not good, Brother Biao is here to receive the bonus!" As Wu Biao spoke, he threw the crumpled invitation to the service staff.
"Ah, I'm sorry, sir!"
The waitress was stunned for a moment, but her reaction was also very fast, but she glanced at Wu Biao a little weirdly, then looked down at the invitation ticket in her hand, and looked for it in the roster again, and then nodded: "Gou Lanzi player, you are participating for the first time, and you need to register your genre." ”
Wu Biao didn't hear what she was talking about, just frowned.
The name......
Why is it that the more I listen to it, the more wrong it becomes?
Wait a minute......
Bang!
With a bang, the office desk was directly smashed, and the waitress was frightened, looking at Wu Biao with a fierce face, her face turned white: "Sir... What are you doing here, sir? ”
"Who the hell are you talking about? Isn't it underwhelming? ”
“……???” The waitress was confused, and the whole person was messy.
MDZZ——
It's your own name.
"Gou Lanzi, please calm down......"
Before she finished speaking, Wu Biao's eyes suddenly glared: "Who is a dog basket, called Brother Biao, Lao Tzu Xing will not change his name or change his surname, right...... Woowoo woo ......"
Saitama hurriedly stepped forward and covered Wu Biao's mouth, looked at the waitress with a smile on his face, pointed to Wu Biao's head and said, "Don't mind, he has something wrong here, he is Gou Lanzi." ”
"You're a dog basket." Wu Biao pulled Saitama's hand away and scolded angrily.
“…… You're Gou Lanzi! ”
"You are!"
“……”
This means that there are too many people nearby, otherwise Saitama would have the urge to smash it with a punch.
Looking at the bewildered look on the waitress's face, Saitama secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Wu Biao: "Do you really want three million, if you want it, you have to be Gou Lanzi!" ”
“……”
Brother Biao was silent for a moment, and the result was obvious in his mind......
Or three million is more important.
Immediately decided, without hesitation, Brother Biao turned his head and said loudly: "That's right, Lao Tzu is a dog basket, you can call me Brother Biao." ”
"......" waitresses.
"......" Saitama.
"......" the surrounding masses.
The waitress was stupid for a long time, and finally glanced at Saitama with pity, with such a mental illness, life must be very difficult!
Although she really wanted to send away this second goods without warning, but the procedures that should be there were indispensable, she still asked patiently: "Hook...... Mr. Biao, since you are participating for the first time, please register your genre. ”
"Genre?" Wu Biao tilted his head and wondered.
The corner of the waitress's mouth twitched: "It's the name of the punch or leg you use." ”
"Pegasus Meteor Fist." Brother Biao said this without the slightest hesitation, just like the real thing......
Smack——!
Saitama finally couldn't help it, and slapped Brother Biao on the back of the head: "Do you really think that who hasn't seen Saint Seiya?" ”
The waitress was actually quite speechless, and she secretly gave Saitama a thumbs up for her actions.
"Didn't she say that I recorded the name of my moves, Tianma Meteor Boxing, Lushan Shenglong Ba or something."
“…… Sir, please make sure as soon as possible, it won't be long before the game starts. "The waitresses are running out of patience.
Wu Biao recalled carefully when he heard this, the bald man seemed to have vaguely said a whirlpool or something, but how could Wu Biao remember things so clearly so far ago.
"I remember it was like a whirlpool...... Whirlpool...... Vortex Maniac Punch it. ”
"Okay!"
The waitress nodded twitching at the corner of her mouth, understood...... Quan Te is the pot of this boxing method, do you become crazy after practicing?
"Please follow the passage behind me to the Players' Lounge, with your name written on it!" The waitress handed Wu Biao a badge, then pointed behind her, and then said to Saitama: "If you are a family, please enter the audience from the left passage!" ”
Saitama nodded when he heard this, but in the end, he didn't forget to whisper to Wu Biao and reminded: "When looking for the lounge, just follow this badge, the font is almost the same!" ”
"Mmmm, stop the ink, I'll go get the bonus first, and we'll have a big meal when we go back."
“……”
Watching the two leave, the waitress couldn't help but sigh.
Wait until this time is over......
Let's change jobs.
"Little girl... Little girl......"
"Huh?"
The call woke up the waitress, only to find that there was an old man with gray hair in front of her, who was looking at her with a smile: "I'm Banggu, there should be a registration on it!" ”
The waitress nodded, then looked at the roster and smiled, "Mr. Banggu, since you are participating for the first time, you need to register your genre." ”
"Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist!"