"Qi Lin, wearing this military uniform will put a lot of pressure on you. And, don't you want to create your own era? ”

Lin Qi admired Qi Lin at this moment, but for Qi Lin's sake, she still didn't recommend that Qi Lin wear this martial uniform now.

Because, this number, this image, represents a legend.

And once he wears this outfit, he will inevitably be compared to the legend.

In this regard, Qi Lin has enough psychological preparation.

"Sister Qi, I'm used to being under pressure. Moreover, I always have to tell others that the Qi family has not fallen yet, and the Qi family still has descendants. Qi Lin smiled faintly, his eyes were full of absolute confidence and calmness: "I won't wear this martial arts uniform all the time, and when I enter the professional competition, I will have my own totem and number." But until then, I will wear it, let it continue to be legendary, and let it witness the re-emergence of the Qi family. ”

"Now that you've made up your mind, I won't say anything more. Speaking of which, it's also good for you to wear this dress, at least the live audience probably won't boo you. Lin Qi deliberately changed the subject.

Qi Lin chuckled and nodded.

In the past two years, the attendance rate of the Dynasty Club has repeatedly hit new lows, and those who are willing to go to the scene to watch the game are definitely true love.

Although Kotaro is not from the Celestial Empire, as long as he is a member of the Dynasty Club, the audience will cheer for him.

As a member of "Aiqing", Qi Lin certainly doesn't want to be the opposite of true love fans.

……

Kim Luang Hall is the name of the home stadium of Dynasty Club.

Each club will have its own martial arts venue, and most of them will cost a lot of money.

High-level martial artists do it, and it is not a problem to open the stele and crack the stone, so the construction of the martial arts venue naturally needs to use the strongest materials to provide the best venue for the martial artists and the best protection for the audience.

For a club, the most valuable asset is basically the martial arts venue, followed by the martial arts.

This is even more true for the current Dynasty Club.

The construction specifications of the Golden Luang Hall are among the top five clubs in the world.

With a capacity of 84,937 people watching the competition, this stadium is one of the largest martial arts venues in the world.

It's just that it's been many years, and it hasn't been full.

For the last two consecutive years, the attendance rate of the Golden Luang Hall has been the lowest in the league, and there is no one.

Today is a rare and lively day, even if you are not a fan of the Dynasty Club, under the recent large-scale news bombardment, the idlers and others have also bought a ticket and are ready to enter to watch this duel.

In this atmosphere, Qi Lin and Lin Qi walked into the Jinluan Hall together.

Looking at the bright yellow buildings around him, with the palace-like design, Qi Lin's heart fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down.

Once upon a time, it was a sacred place for martial arts in the whole world, and it was a temple that all martial artists dreamed of.

Someone once was crowned here, enthroned here, reigned here, and became recognized as the first in the world.

But now, everything is gone with the wind.

This Jinluan Hall is becoming more and more lifeless.

"Taizu has a spirit in the sky, and when he sees the current situation, I don't know how sad it will be." Qi Lin couldn't suppress the loss in his heart.

Lin Qi comforted: "And you, you still have a bright future." ”

"Now that the Dynasty Club is Yang Yong's, I offended him like this, how can my future be related to the Dynasty in the future?"

That's why he wanted to wear Taizu's martial arts uniform and play a game of his own here.

It is a testimony and a farewell.

Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten.

Lin Qi's eyes flashed, and he wanted to speak several times, but in the end he couldn't help but keep silent and let Qi Lin feel his own feelings.

However, soon, officials from the Dynasty Club came to contact Qi Lin and Lin Qi, asking Qi Lin to go to the away team's locker room to rest and be ready to play at any time.

Qi Lin did not refuse.

The battle is about to begin, and he's about to get into shape.

At this moment, the audience began to enter one after another, and the live broadcast was ready.

Everything is waiting for the two protagonists to play.

In the lounge, Qi Lin did not choose to meditate, but was carefully wiping his black knife with a white towel.

The moment he held the black knife, his heart was already quiet.

He felt himself and the black knife become one.

This is the "martial sense" that he has spent nine years polishing.

"Brother, you may be going to see blood today." Qi Lin muttered to himself.

The black knife trembled slightly, and the artifact had a spirit, which was infused with Qi Lin's faith and spirit, and naturally there would be corresponding expressions.

Qi Lin smiled silently, and the killing intent was great.

Professional competitions, there will definitely be blood.

It's better to see you late than early.

Bell, bell, bell.

There was a knock on the door to the locker room.

A crisp female voice sounded: "Mr. Qi, it's your turn to appear." ”

Qi Lin got up, opened the door, and walked directly towards the Jinluan Palace.

Wind Demon Kotaro walked across from him.

The referee has already been there.

Professional martial arts competitions are not rings like college student martial arts competitions, and real martial arts venues leave quite a lot of space for martial artists, and by analogy, they are basically equivalent to the football fields of the past.

The contestants of the College Martial Arts League are too young, and most of them use ring battles in order to stop the point, and if they fall into the ring, they will lose the game.

And in professional circles, the duel is not over without distinguishing the winner or loser.

It's fairer and more cruel.

And this time, the duel between Qi Lin and Wind Demon Kotaro was obviously in accordance with the rules of the professional circle.

The two sides walked to the venue, and the referee stood between the two and said: "Two martial arts duels, and one side loses the ability to resist, but there is nothing to add." ”

Wind Demon Kotaro didn't speak.

But Qi Lin spoke.

"Referee, I want to apply for a life and death decision."

"You say it again?" The referee frowned.

In the Jinluan Palace, there was also an uproar.

A duel of life and death is a duel that does not require a referee.

Victory and defeat are also very clear, standing victories, fallen defeats, and there is a high probability of death.

In professional circles, few people would apply for such a duel unless there was a great vendetta.

"He's too arrogant, isn't he?"

"Mind War, huh?"

"Something is wrong, look at the martial arts uniform Qi Lin is wearing today."

Some viewers have discovered blind spots.

There was a large ultra-high-definition TV at the scene to shoot a full range of pictures in 360 degrees, and soon, everyone realized that Qi Lin was wearing the military uniform of Taizu today.

"The No. 1 military uniform has been retired for decades, how can he be old?"

"It's from home, right?"

"It seems that Qi Lin is also a fan of Qi Zu."

"The surname is Qi, maybe they are the descendants of Qi Zu."

"How is this possible?"

The audience talked a lot, but their bad feelings towards Qi Lin had decreased a lot.

Qi Zu, for the Dynasty Club, is the special one after all.

And Qi Lin didn't care about the audience's mood change at the moment, he just confirmed his application, and then signed his name on the deed.

After putting down the pen, in the Jinluan Palace, there was a sudden murderous aura.