Located in the gymnasium of the Kyoto Olympic Sports Center, the King of Fighters tournament that has been hyped by the merchants will be staged here tonight, Xiaocheng sits in the first row, leaning in and whispering to the Thai Tiger in the front coach's seat, it is said that his position has been copied to 16,000 by scalpers.

In the Kyoto competition, even if it is a non-nutritious commercial exhibition match, Xiaocheng must come to cheer, and there is no need to shout and cheer, but at least you can have a celebration banquet together after the game.

Tiger Ye and Jiang Ye are sitting under the ring, just in front of Xiaocheng, only separated by a layer of virtual guardrails, Lu Qi, Wang Yang and Ye Yan are the contestants, in the lounge in the backstage, there will be an appearance ceremony for a while, the most important thing in this kind of commercial competition is entertainment, it is said that the lighting, movement and lines are all rehearsed, speaking of which, it is not a game, it should be called a fighting show.

Xiao Cheng popped forward half of his body and asked Master Hu: "Master, what level have Yoko and Lu Qi practiced now? I heard that they have come from west to east all the way, and they are very majestic!"

Tiger Master was a little colorful, but he still shook his head a little, "To be honest, the two children have made rapid progress, and they are considered to be first-class in China, but the foundation of domestic mixed martial arts is too thin! ”

Xiao Cheng nodded slightly, these little brothers haven't practiced for a year, and Lu Qi has studied for a shorter time, and now it's good to have such results.

At this time, the lights in the stadium dimmed, and the audience quieted down, waiting for the next player to appear.

In the dark, a photo of Wang Yang flashed on the big screen, and I had to admire other professional commercial organizations, even the foreign thieves were not so thief-eyed, with their hands in front of each other, in a fighting posture, and they had a bit of a star style.

Then, the still picture was shattered, there were several videos of Wang Yang's competition, there were wonderful movements jumping in the ring, some were roaring and celebrating after winning the game, and the most exaggerated was a special effect specially shot, with firelight on his fists, teeth and claws, as if he was a game picture. A punch came, the fist was magnified in front of the camera, the big screen shattered, and then, there was a chasing light at the entrance of the stage, and a person appeared in a cloak!

Xiao Cheng peeked at Taihu, and the tiger master was obviously not very satisfied with this kind of packaging.

At this time, the host led the atmosphere of the audience: "This is our shadow assassin - Wang Yang!"

Wang Yang followed the host's beat, facing the direction of the big screen, instantly punched and kicked, and the sound effect of the scene was also matched with the sound of punching, and finally the kick came out, and a chasing light quickly moved to the screen with the direction of the leg, and then two fist prints and a footprint appeared on the screen!

Hu Ye sat in front of him and muttered in a low voice: "Thanks to the exhibition match, if the official competition is played like this, how embarrassing is it to be beaten?"

Coach Jiang beside the tiger master was also not very interested, and said: "Didn't you also play this set of black market boxing before? These things are all learned from you!"

"Black market boxing is not afraid of embarrassment, if you lose, you will either die or be disabled, who cares about that?"

The scene seemed to be boiling, and the shadow assassin had such a high popularity in just one month, and it seemed that the operating company behind it had contributed a lot.

The scene began to flicker, and the music shook with the low sound of drums. And Wang Yang followed the flickering frequency, step by step, step by step, under the flickering of the light, as if moving instantly, the light flickered faster and faster, and Wang Yang also changed from walking to running, to the ring about twenty or thirty meters away, this kid is running faster and faster, even the cloak behind him is fluttering.

When he was about to reach the ring, Wang Yang stepped on the table of the referee's bench diagonally, and then borrowed a kick on the coach's seat, and then rushed forward, stepped on the edge of the ring, and landed on the stage with a somersault!

Full house!

"Tiyun Zong! This is the long-lost martial arts mastery Tiyun Zong!" the host shouted excitedly.

Stealing kung fu, Coach Jiang has never seen it, but what to say about Wudang's Tiyun Zong, that is pure nonsense, when he took Ye Yan to worship the mountain before, Wudang also went there, there is no light skill such as Tiyun Zong, martial arts is just an exaggeration.

"Isn't this trick swallow three water-copying, right?"

The tiger pouted, "This is called parkour." ”

Wang Yang stood in the ring, slowly closed his eyes, and calmed down, as if an old monk had settled down. Because next is the other party's performance time.

"Next, we have the Predator, Tiger, Tiger from the United States!"

On the big screen, the picture of Tiger's previous game flashed, this person is one meter nine tall, a few points more burly than Lu Qi, a golden, with a tiger head mask, it seems that he is also very powerful in the eyes of the layman, and the host introduced Tiger's record in previous fighting competitions, 35 wins and one defeat in his career, and how to knock down opponents 21 times.

Xiao Cheng saw that there were still empty seats in the coach's seat, jumped to the front gently, sat down next to the tiger master, and asked in a low voice: "He fought with foreign thieves? This kid is such a big guy, tall and long-armed, he is not a heavyweight at all!"

The tiger master showed little interest, and said impatiently: "Fake fight, isn't the bigger the more powerful we are?"

The two players stood on the stage at the same time, Tiger was a head taller than Wang Yang, in terms of fighting, no matter what kind of martial arts were used, weight was the decisive factor, in reality, let a player weighing 50 kg fight a 100 kg player, there was no chance at all, unless it was a professional against an amateur, and the opponent must also be particularly amateur.

Therefore, as soon as the two of them stood on the stage, insiders knew that this game was nonsense.

Of course, there are not many insiders, most of the audience are laymen, they don't care if it's reasonable or not, they want to see our country's players defeat the strong men of Europe and the United States with a weak victory, then let them be optimistic.

The host of the scene also ridiculed the difference in height and weight between the two, and this unbalanced game was said by him to be a strength player against an agility hero, and even quoted classics to apply those routines in martial arts, as if a gentleman with normal height is a hero, and the five big and three thick strong men are often passers-by who receive a box lunch in one episode.

Although Wang Yang is not like a gentleman at all.

Wang Yang and Tiger stood on the stage face to face, and their momentum was greatly inferior.

The referee entered the field and had already begun to check the protective gear of both sides, Xiao Cheng said strangely: "Tiger Master, didn't you say three against three?

Hu Ye shook his head and sighed: "Three against three is not a regular game rule at all, it is all something made up by the merchants, after the first game is won or lost, the loser rushes directly to the ring to start the second game, they say it seems to be impactful." ”

"The impact is a fart! A hundred miles and the interesting one jumped on the general, these twenty or thirty meters, his breath ran away, and he was beaten up on stage!"

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In recent days, people in the martial arts of various sects have jumped out to challenge Xu Xiaodong, one by one said righteous words, in short, all kinds of appointments, but today, Xu Xiaodong's Weibo has been blocked, and all kinds of appointments and battles that have been put on the agenda are gone, the old knife I slapped my thigh, I knew that I didn't need to fight, I also put two cruel words before! I don't want to comment on this matter, I just want to revisit the second volume of the old work "Fairy Jump", the dog-like rivers and lakes.

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