"Good afternoon, listeners, this is the University of Liverpool radio station, and I, Ah Wei, and my partner Ah Bo, will bring you a live broadcast of the pinnacle battle of the Jingwu Society. Both sides seemed to be ready to fight each other now, and even though I was about 10 meters away from the ring, I could still feel the tension in the ring. ”

"That's right, although Feng Bo of the Jingwu Club and Karate Black Belt Master Shigeru Miyamoto have not fought yet. But the scene of the confrontation between the two sides is enough to make people's blood gush, as if the heart is hanging in the throat. ”

"Abo, who do you think will win this match?"

"I think it should be the karate master Shigeru Miyamoto, although this time Miyamoto Shigeru has already boasted about Haikou, saying that as long as Feng Bo can hold on for three rounds, Feng Bo will win. But a few days ago, Shigeru Miyamoto beat Meng Ling'er, the president of Jingwu Society, to a serious injury in one round. Therefore, I am not optimistic about Feng Bo. ”

"Uh-huh, wait... Now there is a magical scene happening on the field. Oops... Feng Bo was actually floating in mid-air, his feet were about a meter away from the ground, alas, I went, this shouldn't be magic. ”

The announcer did not exaggerate, at this time, Feng Bo's fat body was suspended in mid-air. What is even more amazing is that Feng Bo's eyes are closed tightly and his face is expressionless, as if an old monk is sitting down and entering a state of meditation.

Seeing this, the tiger body that Miyamoto Shigeru was about to pounce on suddenly stopped, his face was vigilant, and he stared directly at Feng Bo who was floating in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move his steps to approach.

The originally tense atmosphere on the field suddenly tensed up a little more as Feng Bo got up. There were even many people who craned their necks, expecting that Feng Bo would launch a stormy attack on Shigeru Miyamoto in the next second.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time passed little by little, but Shigeru Miyamoto and Feng Bo had already maintained the scene of confrontation. There was silence and depression in the arena, and even the announcer forgot about the broadcast for a while.

At this moment, the announcer Ah Wei suddenly received a call from the stationmaster. As soon as it was connected, there was a roar like a raging lion from the microphone.

"Damn, are you two dead waste, why don't you speak."

Ah Wei's face was embarrassed, and he explained helplessly: "Stationmaster, Feng Bo and Miyamoto Shigeru both seemed to have been immobilized by someone, and they didn't move. How do you ask me to broadcast the commentary with Abo! ”

"Nima's, won't you be blind? I don't care, talk to me right away, you can't be cold. If Lao Tzu is punished for this matter, he will first take a knife and chop the two of you into sushi. ”

Seeing that the stationmaster was furious, Ah Wei and Ah Bo looked at each other with a bitter smile, and they didn't think of a better solution for a while.

Abo seemed to have come up with a brilliant solution. Hurriedly took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket, swiped it twice on the screen, and then placed the mobile phone in front of his partner Ah Wei.

"What are you doing here?" Ah Wei clutched the microphone tightly and asked anxiously.

"There's no other way now, read on like this and give it a try."

Ah Wei pushed his nearsighted glasses and read the flickering words on the screen of his phone in fear.

"I saw Xiao Yan, no, cough cough cough... I saw Feng Bo holding the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, and a dazzling colorful firework bloomed in his deep eyes. In the next second, Feng Bo's figure flickered, instantly transforming into seven clones, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake. ”

"Very well, just keep going without stopping. If you dare to stop, I won't let you see the sun rising tomorrow. ”

Seeing that the stationmaster had recognized his approach, Ah Wei suddenly regained a trace of confidence. Calmly smiling and arranging his tie, Ah Wei continued to read aloud.

These seven doppelgangers are both real and false, virtual and real, moving quickly and tactfully around Miyamoto Shigeru, which is dizzying. Shigeru Miyamoto couldn't tell the fluttering figure in front of him for a while, which one was the real body. I only felt the sound of hunting and whistling wind blowing in my ears, and the sound was harsh. Suddenly, just when Miyamoto Shigeru hesitated, he was like a lightning strike behind him, and he was not allowed to look back and turn around. The scorching waves of fire have swallowed it up, and the monstrous waves of fire are thousands of miles away. But in the vast sea of fire, I heard Miyamoto Shigeru shouting hoarsely, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor. Feng Bo, your strength is indeed 'terrifying'..."

Hearing the broadcaster's mouthful and whimsical broadcast, all the people who listened to the radio couldn't help but be stunned, and doubts popped up one after another in their hearts!

Xiao Yan?

Buddha Fury Fire Lotus?

I'll go, isn't this "Breaking the Sky"?

The broadcaster Ah Wei said that he was having fun, and suddenly felt the blood in his body churning and agitated, as if he was deeply infected by the bloody plot of the novel.

Ah Wei involuntarily danced with his hands, but between the waves of his sleeves, he inadvertently touched the mobile phone screen.

I saw the screen flash and be converted into another novel.

At this time, the room was full of spring, and there was a beautiful fragrance. Miyamoto's eyes were like silk, his warm cherry red lips were slightly open, he exhaled like an orchid, and called out to Feng Bo, Feng Bo, come on, come on, people are your little slaves, come and conquer and ravage me..."

Suddenly, Ah Wei vaguely realized that what he was reading seemed to be a pornographic novel. After settling down, Ah Wei glanced at his partner Ah Bo and said in a low voice: "Ah Bo, what novels do you have stored in your mobile phone?" ”

"There are only two books, one is "Breaking the Sky", and the other is "Fluttering Immortals".

Piao Piao··· Lust for immortals!

I rub, really Nima is a yellow novel.

Blatantly broadcasting these pulp novels in schools, even if the school leaders don't punish them, how can they see people in the future?

Just as Ah Wei was dumbfounded and hesitated to continue reading, the stationmaster's thunderous shout came from the mobile phone microphone again.

"Damn, Ah Wei, you kid's skin is itchy, aren't you? Why don't you speak again, continue to break around, or Lao Tzu will hack you to death now. ”

Looking at this pornographic novel, Ah Wei wanted to cry and read aloud without tears: "Miyamoto Shigeru's white legs like mutton fat jade slowly spread out, revealing infinite style..."

At this time, Shigeru Miyamoto was cautiously approaching Feng Bo. But Feng Bo, who was suspended in the air, was expressionless, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

This made Miyamoto Shigeru a little uneasy in his heart, for fear that Feng Bo was deliberately luring himself over, and then suddenly attacked and defeated himself.

But Miyamoto Shigeru thought about it, Feng Bo was just a short and fat man who didn't know martial arts, and he didn't seem to have any reason to be so jealous and worried.

Miyamoto Shigeru's brain struggled and hesitated repeatedly, but at this time, there were unbearable obscene words not far away, and the most angry thing was that the broadcaster seemed to describe him as a woman, what warm and upright peaks, what snow-white and delicate jade legs...

Suddenly, Shigeru Miyamoto couldn't bear it anymore, turned around angrily and pointed at the broadcaster, and scolded: "Yaga, you shut up for me, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

Ah Wei was so frightened that he panicked, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I don't want to say that, but you and Feng Bo don't do anything, how do you tell me to broadcast it." ”

"A broadcaster can't even broadcast it, are you mentally retarded?"

Hearing Shigeru Miyamoto insult himself like this, Ah Wei was aggrieved, and suddenly turned into accumulated magma and erupted.

"Damn, you don't care how I broadcast it. You don't fuck anything, I'm just going to break it. Damn Oriental devil, if I knew martial arts, I would have gone up and beaten you to pieces. ”

"Knock knock..."

When the dull bell rang, the first game was over.