“Have Please Moni ！” The host thought that Mooney didn't understand, so he shouted again in a foreign language that he didn't know if it was right or not.

This time I finally reacted, and I saw a middle-aged man walk out of the side door, this man was about forty years old, wearing a T-shirt and a sign on his chest.

The audience at the scene was also stunned, they couldn't imagine how such a mediocre uncle could be a master of mixed martial arts.

I saw the uncle walk to the ring, and he didn't go up, but just grabbed the ring and poked his head in, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, the host hurriedly handed the microphone to his mouth.

"Mooney is gone, he seems to have run away." The uncle said.

After hearing this, the host said in disbelief: "What? He ran away? Did he run away with the train on his shoulder? Count, if you surrender without a fight, then I declare that this is still our Quan Zhendong victory, and ask the next challenger, Michaelson from the Star Country, to adjust and prepare to appear. ”

Zhang: Feixiang, are you going to chant poetry again?

Huang: Director Zhang, how do you know? Are you my confidant?

Zhang: Although this is the first time we have worked together, I seem to have figured out your routine.

Huang: It was really a roar on the Wing Flying Bridge, which frightened the enemy soldiers to turn around and leave. Zhendong didn't open his mouth on the platform, and Murney's ass was rolling and urinating.

Zhang: Feixiang, we are now a global live broadcast, I think we should talk less about, pee and fart and so on.

Huang: I'm a little too excited, audience friends, I'm sorry, scratch Rui, Director Zhang, so what do you think of this kind of behavior that you can't beat and run?

ZZ: Of course I'm sitting here and watching. Well, just kidding, how to say it, although it's a bit embarrassing to run away, but there is less beating, I can only say that there are pros and cons.

Huang: Shouldn't those who practice martial arts have the courage to rise to the occasion in the face of difficulties?

Zhang: Knowing that you can't beat it, it's not arrogant, that's stupidity, in the words of our young people, that's called deliberately giving people heads.

Huang: Director Zhang, do you mean that the next challenger, Michaelson, is stupid?

CHANG: Well...... let's talk about this Michaelson, he's not simple, he's a recognized World Heavyweight Champion in the WBB, WCC and IBE, and his fists are so powerful that he can easily kill a cow.

Huang: Did he really go to a cow and try it?

Zhang: I think if you have the opportunity to meet him in the future, you can ask him in person, and remember to tell me when you are done, because I also want to know.

Huang: Then I'm curious, Director Zhang, when you were young, could you kill a cow?

Zhang: I haven't tried this, but you should be able to kill it.

JW: Ahem, Michaelson is on the court, so let's continue watching the game.

At this time, Michaelson was already standing in the ring, and judging from his stature, he was the size of two Quan Zhendong.

He was wearing only a large pair of pants, and the muscles on his body could be described as terrifying, and his two arms alone were thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and they were swinging back and forth at the moment, as if they were relaxing.

With another whistle, the referee's hand ran between the two.

I saw Michaelson's thick arm throw a punch at Quan Zhendong.

Quan Zhendong was not false at all, and he also threw a punch to meet it, and the two fists collided together, which made people really hurt to watch.

A second later, Michaelson withdrew his fist with a pained expression, but Kwon remained unmoved.

I saw Michaelson wave his hand to the referee and signal to admit defeat.

Zhang: Fly, please.

Huang: What?

Zhang: Write poetry.

Huang: It's so fast, I haven't figured it out yet.

Zhang: Why don't I come?

Huang: You also write poetry?

CHANG: I'll give it a try. The young man in white is bold and skilled. How about not being afraid of slaughtering cattle and deciding the situation with one punch?

Huang: Well, it's okay, it's lacking in artistic conception.

Director Zhang listened and glanced at Huang Feixiang.

At this time, the host had already walked to the stage, only to see him grab Quan Zhendong's hand, raise it above his head, and shout loudly: "Now I announce that Quan Zhendong has successfully defended the championship and won the prize of 500 million yuan in this competition." ”

Suddenly, deafening cheers erupted in the venue.

I saw that Quan Zhendong was not very excited, but took the microphone in the host's hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "You ask them if they are convinced?" If you are not convinced, you can go together. ”

Suddenly, everyone was stunned, including the two commentators.

Huang: What? I heard you right, he's going to hit seven at once, he shouldn't be crazy, it's too crazy, it's too profligate, right?

Zhang: After all, wild waves are an attitude, and I believe that Quan Zhendong has the strength.

Huang: So Director Zhang, do you think they will still come to power?

Zhang: If you want to fight seven by one, this is clearly a provocation, it is a slap in the face of the seven masters, for the sake of face, I think they will do it, not to mention the 500 million bonus.

Huang: But didn't you just agree that if you can't fight, you can run?

Zhang: It was one-on-one, and now it's seven against one, and they will definitely have luck in their hearts, besides, they all lost people when they came to power just now, and if they lose at the moment, there is no one to lose, and if they win, they can dismiss some face.

Huang: So you think they're going to take the stage and challenge?

Zhang: Are you blind? Don't you see them walking to the ring?

Huang: I'm ...... Let's watch the game.

At this time, the seven masters had already come to the ring, formed a circle, and surrounded Quan Zhendong inside.

"Okay, now it's time for our most exciting part tonight, the seven masters work together to fight the master, I think tonight our audience is here to be worthy, to be able to witness a big battle outside of our schedule, it must be in vain, so I won't say more nonsense, players, are you ready?"

Several people on the stage nodded after hearing this.

Seeing this, the host climbed out of the gap in the rope, and the referee simply climbed down from the ring and blew a whistle below.

The battle broke out instantly, and I saw Oshawini's fist standing in front of him rushing over first, Michaelson standing behind Quan Zhendong, and his fist was also close behind, at the same time, Ronal Bedos had already rolled to Quan Zhendong's calf, and Kim Daxuan and Tox jumped high on the left and right, one with his feet and the other with his knees, beckoning towards Quan Zhendong's head.

Hachirakan was too big to squeeze in, while Ono was circling in circles at the outermost end.

All the audience at the scene were as if they had been pointed, their eyes widened, their mouths were slightly open, and they did not move.

I saw Quan Zhendong stretch out his hands and grab the wrists of Oshawini and Michaelson respectively, and at the same time, he jumped up and dodged Ronalbedos on the ground, and then threw Oshavini and Mikeson in his hands hard to both sides in the air.

Oshawini got out of his hand and knocked Kim Daxuan in the air into the air, and Mikeson also slammed into Tox, and Kwon Zhendong fell a jack and stepped on the back of Ronal Bedos on the ground.

Five were solved in one move, which stunned all the audience, who forgot about screaming and forgetting about clapping.

Similarly, Balekan was also stunned, with fear in his eyes, only Onoro was still spinning in circles on his own.

Quan Zhendong jumped off Ronalbedos's back, walked to the trembling Bale Gan, and lightly tapped his fleshy belly, and Bale Gan's acquaintance sat in the ring.

Quan Zhendong was already very face-saving, so that Bale Gan was beaten once, but at this time, Onolang was still spinning in circles like a black shadow.

It seems that turning in a circle can really make you dizzy, Quan Zhendong shook his head helplessly, stretched out a slap, and fanned at the black shadow fiercely.

Hearing only a "pop", Ono slipped in the ring for a while, slipped out of the gap in the rope at the bottom of the ring, and fell under the ring again, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The same plot, the same result, the difference is that Onoro is the blood hanging from the left corner of his mouth this time.

Huang: Zhendong's martial arts are really awesome, there are seven in the ring, and the masters of the Seven Kingdoms go up to the ground, and Zhendong ranks first in the world.

Zhang: Flying, if you write poetry, you can write poetry, why are you in a hurry? Are you afraid that I will rob you?

Huang: On a whim, blurted out, blurted out. Coach Zhang, now that Quan Zhendong is invincible in the world, what do you think he should challenge next?

ZZ: I think he can challenge Ottaman.

Huang: Director Zhang, don't be joking, there is no Ottaman in this world.

Zhang: It's you joking first, you said that he is invincible in the world, what else is he challenging?

Huang: Ahem, let's take a look at the award ceremony.

In the competition venue, the crowd was full of emotion, thunderous cheers, and streamers were flying.

A sexy hostess took a golden trophy and handed it to an old man in a suit, who exchanged a few words with Quan Zhendong and handed the trophy to Quan Zhendong.

Then, after the host wasted all his efforts, and finally quieted down in the venue, he said to Quan Zhendong: "Zhendong, now that you have won a big victory in one battle and seven, I don't know what you want to say to everyone?" ”

"I announce, I retire!" Quan Zhendong said indifferently into the microphone.

The audience was stunned and silent.

The host's reaction was still faster, and after being stunned for a moment, he said with a smile: "I know that after you finished fighting the seven masters, you are already invincible in the world, so is it because you have no opponent when you retire?" But you're only in your twenties, don't you think it's a pity to retire? ”

"I don't want to fight." Kwon Zhendong's answer was very simple.

"Okay, everyone's path is up to them, so is there anything else you want to say to everyone?" The moderator asked again.

"Goodbye." After Quan Zhendong finished speaking, he jumped out of the ring, took the trophy, and walked into the door of the side platform.

The picture of the TV cuts back to the commentary seat, and Huang Feixiang and Zhang Hanping at this time do not seem to be as harmonious as they were at the beginning.

Huang: That's true, he's handsome, he's so powerful, he's so cool, he's such a perfect man, and if I were a woman, I'd love to marry him.

Zhang: Then you can go for surgery.

Huang: Ahem, I'm just joking, so let's get down to business, and please comment on this game.

Zhang: In fact, there is no comment on this game, this is completely a crushing of strength, a performance of beating people and being beaten, and the strength of the two sides is not comparable at all. It can be said that Quan Zhendong is a martial arts wizard who happens once in a hundred years, no, it is not an exaggeration to say that it happens once in 10,000 years.

Huang: Director Zhang, I'm afraid this is a bit exaggerated, we don't have 10,000 years of history.

Zhang: Isn't it time for us to say goodbye to everyone?

Huang: Yes, I am very happy to be able to explain this game with Coach Zhang today.

Zhang: Are you very happy? How I can't see it.

Huang: I'm just moody. Director Zhang, so at the end of the show, is there anything else you want to tell you?

Zhang: I don't have much to say to you, but I have a few words to tell you.

Huang: Oh? Then I'll listen to you.

Zhang: You found that you talk a lot of nonsense and make nonsense poems, and I feel sorry for your former Chinese teacher.

Huang: Zhang Hanping, I've put up with you for a long time.

Huang Feixiang said, pounced on Zhang Hanping, and the TV screen quickly switched to the advertisement.

"Kidney deficiency, sometimes after overwork, the waist and legs are sore, and the energy is not high, as if the body has been hollowed out."

I don't know when, Gou Shun had watched TV and forgotten everything around him, and he didn't come back to his senses until the commercial cut in.

Suddenly, Gou Shun felt that he was very envious of Quan Zhendong, he was so majestic and successful, but he was so unsuccessful.

If I were as good as him, others wouldn't dare to bully me, and I wouldn't be as ashamed as I am today.

How is that possible? I was born to be bullied.

Gou Shun leaned his head on the sofa, and a deep inferiority complex welled up in his heart.