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Chapter 1163 One slap, one is not convinced!(1/3)

The host will first introduce the single round-robin competition system.

Then introduce the participants in turn.

"Wingchun Boxing Gym, Sun Shaoyong, Zhu Min, Qin Qiu."

"A disciple of Qixia Temple, Huijue, Huisheng, Huiming."

"Disciples of the Confucius Temple in Lingshan, Cao Yun, Wang Qun, Qiao Mu."

"Disciples of Lingshan Taoist Temple, Dai Xiaojing, Xuancheng, Chen Wuwo."

“Muo Thai Pavilion…”

Those who are named will stand up and bow to the surroundings to perform the warrior's salute, or monks fold their hands together, or Taoist priests bow their heads.

"This period of the martial arts conference adopts a single round-robin competition system, and all sects have the opportunity to fight."

"Now, please come to the stage to draw lots."

The host stood in the center of the stage, with a table in front of him and a sign on the table.

There are five bamboo sticks inside, with five numbers written on them.

Each sect sent one person to draw lots.

Xuan Cheng drew the No. 2 draw.

Next is the waiting time, and the program team needs to schedule the next competition order.

In just ten minutes, the order and number of competitions came out.

Everyone got a form.

Shu Judo: "There are five rounds in total, and there are two games in each period, and there are ten games in total."

“Of these ten games, we need to participate in four.”

"You can get first place with all four wins."

"Today's two games are Taomen vs. Muay Thai Pavilion and Taomen vs. Confucius Temple."

Xuan Cheng suddenly frowned when he heard that his opponent was in the Muay Thai Pavilion.

The Muay Thai Pavilion is just a complete set of numbers.

Anyone who comes to the Muay Thai Pavilion can beat the Muay Thai gym all over the ground to find teeth.

If you beat them, it doesn't make sense even if you win.

So to say so.

As long as there is a Muay Thai gym, everyone can guarantee a victory.

It's kind of like a consolation prize.

However, when they learned that the second game was still the ones, the opponent was Confucius Temple, and Xuancheng was cheering up.

The first one is just a warm-up, and the second one is the highlight.

"My communication with Director Zhang. Normally, four sects should have participated in the two games today, but there are only three."

"It's mainly because of the Muay Thai gym."

"The Muay Thai Pavilion is a foil. If you look closely, the next two rounds will be the Wushang Association fighting against the Muay Thai Pavilion and then the Buddhist temple."

"The third phase is the Confucius Temple vs. Muay Thai Pavilion, and then the Buddhist temple."

"The fourth period is the Buddhist battle against Muay Thai Pavilion, and then the Taoist temple."

"The fifth round is the Wushu Association vs. Taoist Sect and Confucius Temple."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "The Muay Thai Pavilion has received preferential treatment. The first four rounds have arranged them."

Shu Rou also smiled: "Director Zhang advised them not to participate, they insisted on participating."

At this time, the host said: "Please prepare for Daomen and Muay Thai Pavilion, and go on stage to compete in ten minutes."

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The host is back on stage.

He held the card and said, "First game, Taoist sect fights against the Muay Thai Pavilion, please send disciples to the stage."

"Xiao Jing." Chen Yang said: "You go, fight quickly."

"oh."

Xiao Jing knew that the first match against Muay Thai Gallery was like Xuan Cheng, and she couldn't get excited at all.

He didn't even hold the axe and walked up naked.

On the other side, Gong Ping saw that it was this little girl again, and his face turned dark.

"Master, can you still fight?" asked the disciple of the Muay Thai Pavilion.

Gong Ping looked at Zhang Hansheng. He couldn't understand the current martial arts conference anymore.

This was not the case before.

In the past, I would explain the rules in advance every time, and then whoever wins and loses will be arranged.

There is nothing now.

Let them play directly.

And when I came up, I was fighting against this little girl, how could I fight?

Fuck it.

"Zhang Hansheng, do you need to force me to leave? Humph! I will let you know today that even if I lose, I will not leave!"

"superior!"

Zhang Hansheng said: "Xiao Zhang, you are the first to go up. Try not to fight her head when you go up. This little girl is so strong that her arm is amazing. Just walk around with him slowly and go behind her to find an opportunity. Do you know?"

"Master, can you use weapons?"

"Can."

"Then if I use a weapon, will she use it too?"

"She practices only fist and palm, and she doesn't necessarily understand weapons. Don't worry, use them first."

"good."

Xiao Zhang is a man in his twenties. He walked to the weapon stand first and picked two short sticks.

A stick is about 80 cm.

Grab the stick and go to the stage.

"This man looks quite strong. He has to use a double stick to deal with a little girl?"

“This is a bit over.”

"What do you know? You haven't recognized that little girl yet?"

"What's wrong with the little girl?"

"It's over, you really have to go to the hospital for a good look."

"This is the little girl who slapped people away in the last episode."

"Hold the grass, is it her?"

"Then it's not too much to use a stick."

"No, is that true? It's really a slap?"

"It feels a bit real, otherwise you can use all the sticks?"

"It may also be performed on purpose. Is the show? This is what you pursue. You won't take it seriously, right?"

Under the expectations of the audience, Xiao Zhang took the stick to the stage.

The host said: "Both parties salute and start!"

After saying that, the host stepped down from the stage in a quick manner.

Xiao Jing looked at the serious and nervous Xiao Zhang, and didn't even have the idea of ​​moving for a while.

"This is just a competition. I won't use too much effort. If you can't hold on and give in, I will stop as soon as possible."

Xiao Zhang said loudly.

Everyone had a black thread.

No matter how you look at these words, they look like Xiao Jing's lines.

"Hurry up." Xiao Jing urged.

"I am coming!"

Xiao Zhang stepped apart and ran towards her.
To be continued...
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