Seeing Fang Qiwen win, the students in the audience applauded enthusiastically. However, there was no joy on Fang Qiwen's face, and after nodding around, she walked back to Qi Dong and them with an expressionless face.

"Wow, Senior Sister Fang, you won!" Qin Shuang said happily.

"I'm just lucky. Fang Qiwen replied lightly.

"It was the RB girl who didn't move well enough to fall, and it has nothing to do with luck. Xu Xiao on the side also spoke.

Fang Qiwen didn't respond, her eyes drooped, as if she was thinking about something. Qi Dong and the three of them saw that she was not in a high mood, so they didn't bother her anymore.

Qi Dong's gaze returned to the center of the venue, and the wide-faced man strode back after helping Momoya to his seat and sitting down.

His face was gloomy and his eyes were cold, and after glancing around, he said a word in a loud and deep voice, or rather, a shout.

"My name is Naozen Kato, and I'm going to challenge the strongest Sanda in your school!" the translator immediately translated his words.

As everyone heard this sentence clearly, a noise immediately erupted in the crowd.

"Wow, this guy is crazy!"

"Yes, I've never seen such an arrogant person!"

"Don't you know? He broke two of someone's ribs yesterday at SIPG Sports University. ”

"Damn, it's so terrifying!"

........

Qi Dong also heard the surrounding discussions, and thought to himself, this person's face looks a little vicious, and it really comes from the heart.

"Which classmate has accepted the challenge of this RB friend?"

Seeing that no one stood up in the crowd for a long time, the bald headmaster in the center of the seat spoke, listening to the tone a little anxious.

As soon as the words ended, there was a commotion among the onlookers from the north, and then the crowd moved out of the way, and a flat-headed man in black shorts and short sleeves stepped out.

"Brother!"

Qi Dong heard Fang Qiwen on the side let out a soft snort, and there was a little worry in his tone.

The person who came out was Fang Qiwen's brother Fang Zhen, although he was far away, Qi Dong could still see that his extremely tall and burly figure was more than half a head taller than the students around him.

Seeing Fang Zhen walk out of the crowd, the students in the gymnasium chattered again.

"He is Fang Zhen, the Sanda King of our school!"

"I know him, he is the brother of Fang Qiwen just now. ”

"I'm rubbing, both brothers and sisters are so awesome, their genes are so good!"

"I bet Fang Zhen will definitely win. ”

..........

Fang Zhen's steps were very big, and he walked to the opposite side of Naozen Kato in a few steps. Kato looked at the giant-like strong man in front of him, and his expression became a little solemn.

"Two students, please come here to get the gloves. ”

The bald headmaster on the seat said into the microphone, his tone a little softer than before, probably relieved that Fang Zhen could come out to fight.

After hearing the principal's words, the two walked to the seats together, received a pair of fist gloves, and immediately put them on their hands. Fang Zhen's black gloves, Kato's red gloves.

"Guys, remember that you're just talking and talking, just get there. The bald headmaster said again with a serious expression.

Fang Zhen nodded after hearing this, but Kato didn't say anything after listening to the translation. Afterwards, the two walked back to the competition location.

In the center of the arena, the two sides collided fist gloves and each took a few steps back. They did not immediately come forward to attack, but kept a certain distance and confronted each other for a while.

After going around in a circle, Fang Zhen took the initiative to attack. He held his hands in front of his chest, protected his head and chest, and approached Kato step closer. Kato didn't flinch either, and also raised his fist to meet him.

When the distance between the two was only about one meter, Fang Zhen moved his right shoulder and hit Kato in the head with a straight punch.

Seeing the huge red and black fist coming, Kato hurriedly raised his left arm up a little, blocked Fang Zhen's fist, and then kicked his right leg towards the opponent's lower plate.

"Smack!"

Although they were more than ten meters away from the place of the fight, Qi Dong could still hear the sound of flesh hitting each other, which showed that the force they used was not small.

In the center of the arena, both of them were hit by each other, and they each took a step back in pain.

Next, the two retreated and advanced, you came and went, Fang Zhen's boxing was obviously higher than the other party, while Kato's legs were sharper and more stable.

Five minutes later, both men were sweating and breathing profusely, but neither was able to knock the other to the ground.

Just as Fang Zhen wanted to step forward to attack again, Kato made a pause gesture. Seeing this, Fang Zhen immediately stopped and looked at Kato with a puzzled expression.

Kato knew that the other party couldn't understand Japanese, so he patted his fist on his short sleeves that were soaked in sweat. Then, without waiting for Fang Zhen to respond, he took off the boxing gloves on his hands and took off the short sleeves on his body.

As Kato undressed, his entire upper body was exposed. It is a near-perfect male body, without a trace of excess fat, and the strong and unexaggerated muscles exude an alluring sheen.

Seeing Kato's actions, Fang Zhen immediately understood. He also took off his gloves and took off his black short sleeves.

Compared with Kato's lean body, Fang Zhen's upper body is much thicker and stronger, with high and bulging pectoral muscles, eight neat and unusually obvious abdominal muscles, and biceps as big as an ostrich egg, all of which show the majesty of a man.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers in the audience coaxed again.

"Wow, is this a sanda contest or a bodybuilding contest?"

"Fang Zhen's muscles are so exaggerated, it's simply a muscular monster!"

"I prefer Kato's muscles, because if you have too many muscles, you won't be flexible. ”

", do you think Fang Zhen is inflexible, why don't you go and fight him?"

.......

In the center of the venue, the two did not immediately put on their fists after taking off their shirts, but walked to the seats, picked up the towels placed there in advance to wipe the sweat on their bodies, and took a sip of water by the way.

Then, the two returned to the competition again, picked up the gloves from the ground and put them on. After a short rest just now, the strength of the two of them recovered a little.

This time, it was Fang Zhen who took the lead in launching the offensive. I saw him waving his thick arms and hitting Kato one after another.

However, perhaps because of his size, his movements are always a little slower, and Kato seems to have figured out Fang Zhen's routine, and can calmly avoid it every time, and sometimes even seize the opportunity to punch back.

In this way, Fang Zhen suffered a lot of losses. Fortunately, he was strong and strong, and his thick muscles acted as a cushion, so that Kato's fists did not cause too much damage. But Rao was like this, every time Kato's fist hit him, his face would twist in pain, and he couldn't hold back to scream.

The onlookers also saw Fang Zhen's decline, and they all looked nervous, and their palms were sweaty.

"Brother, come on!"

At this time, Fang Qiwen's face was pale, biting her lip tightly, she had long lost her usual calmness and indifference, her eyes were firmly fixed on the fight between the two on the field, and her mouth was moaning softly from time to time.

By this time, Fang Zhen seemed to be physically exhausted and began to switch from offense to defense. Of course, Kato also saw this, so he let go of his courage and attacked.