The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 359: Fighting alone
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"Young Master of Rockefeller Family, he will come to this land in the near future to witness the success of our plan." Wills explained.
Yu Zhankui's eyes gradually regained brilliance. This Young Master is the helm of Rockefeller Family in the future. If he can take advantage of this opportunity to have a good relationship with the other party, not only him but his children and grandchildren will also benefit greatly.
"Mr. Wells, please be assured that our plan is seamless and will succeed."
Wells laughed mysteriously: "Let ’s wait and see."
When Tang Zheng returned to school, he knew that the people on the Internet were arguing against him, and he laughed it off. This situation was already expected by him.
But what surprised him was that even Qi Shaowen seemed to have heard of the disturbance he caused, and he specifically talked to him and encouraged him keep it up: "Tang Zheng, China/Huaxia martial arts is part of our traditional culture. In fact, we are archaeologists It is also the inheritance and development of traditional culture. You have done the same thing with us this time, so you must be keep it up, let the world take a look at our national essence. "
Tang Zheng was slightly surprised, and immediately nodded, saying: "Professor Qi, I will be busy fighting this day, I am afraid that the school curriculum will be delayed a lot."
Qi Shaowen smiled disapprovingly: "What is this course, and you can make it up with your strength in the future. When your competition is finished, I will take you to Southern Yunnan."
"Oh, go to Southern Yunnan [one] [this reading] What does the novel xstxt do?"
"I heard that there are new discoveries in archaeology there. Many times in our archaeology major there will be opportunities for on-site internships. However, the freshman freshmen does not have this project, but you are my apprentice. Such a good opportunity, I certainly ca n’t let go After that, go with me. "Qi Shaowen explained.
Tang Zheng nodded, but did not think about what new archaeological discoveries there were.
The next day, the promotion competition started. It was still the National Stadium. There were only twenty remaining boxers. In this game, one-half will be eliminated, leaving only ten.
This game is more intense, and foreign players will also participate, so most of the stadium is full, and there have been deaths due to the knockout, although in the end the police defined it as a heart attack Lethal, the martial arts meeting still had a **** smell.
When Tang Zheng entered the gymnasium, two distinct shouts of Jing Wei sounded in the crowd, one was supporting him, the other was insult, especially yesterday ’s deceased ’s doorman was eager to rush up to give He punched.
Tang Zheng ignored it and walked quietly to the back room player's lounge. Both Li Xiaotian and Ye Dingdang followed him. The two beauty groups made him particularly eye-catching and firmly caught everyone's attention.
"These people are right and wrong, you are obviously wronged, but so many people blame you and insult you." Ye Dingdang said angrily.
"The mouth is on others, can you stop them?" Li Xiaotian retorted.
Ye Dingdang stared, "Dare to scold Tang Zheng, I will not let him go."
Tang Zheng patted her shoulder and comforted: "Don't be so sensitive, they said, I won't lose a piece of meat on me, it doesn't matter."
In the qualifying match, the opponents are drawn by lot. There are eight players on the China/Huaxia side, while there are six players in the Western Empire, three in the Japan, two in the Korean country, and one in the Siamese country, for a total of twenty players.
When the draw was over, Tang Zheng won a Korean, named Park Jintai, who was very handsome and had a little bit of a gun.
Park Jintai glanced at him, snorted dismissively, and walked to the ring.
There are a total of ten matches in this promotion. Martial Arts Association has prepared ten platforms in one go, and the ownership is taken to the ring at one time.
The audience cheered immediately, many people called the name of Elder Brother Kungfu, Tang Zheng undoubtedly became the focus of the most attention.
Other China/Huaxia players one after another showed shame. This game is also home to them, but they do n’t have a sense of presence, especially when they see the players standing on the other side, their legs tremble.
Martial Arts Association gave them a death order and must survive this promotion game, otherwise the face is too ugly. But he and his opponent are obviously not opponents of the same level. How can they hold on?
Many people feel bitter in their hearts and ca n’t wait to abstain, but under the eyes of the audience of thousands of people, the abstention may be drowned by saliva.
Only daringly.
Dingdong sounded a golden gong, and the promotion started.
The crowd calmed down and held their breath all at once, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became depressed, making people involuntarily nervous.
The reporter ’s long guns and short cannons were pointed at the ring, and every moment was clearly recorded, and the relevant personnel of Martial Arts Association sat on the rostrum, watching the game from the top, especially Yu Zhankui ’s sullen face, his eyes on the ring Passed between them, and finally locked Tang Zheng, the color of resentment flashing in his eyes.
"Tang Zheng, let you jump for a few days, hum, this time you actually got Park Jintai, he is a master of Taekwondo, even if you can win, you must suffer a big loss."
Most of the audience ’s attention was attracted by Tang Zheng ’s ring. After all, this Korean did not look like a fist and embroidered legs. There must be a real skill. It is not that simple to win.
Boom!
Only listening to a muffled sound, a player on a ring has flew out of the ring and smashed it on the ground, in a state of embarrassment and wailing, unable to move.
This person is a China/Huaxia person, and the opponent is a Westerner. With only ten moves, Lightning just let the opponent lose the game.
Sounds of exclamation and breathing in from the audience couldn't help but this Westerner was so powerful that the two sides were not of an order of magnitude at all.
At the same time, the fighting power of other Westerners also exploded in an instant. This time, eight of the China/Huaxia players. Four of them played against the Westerners, the other two played against the Japan people, and one played against the Siamese Song Ba. Finally, Tang Zheng played against the Korean Park Jintai.
So when the Westerners launched the attack, other people also launched the attack on one after another, and saw silhouette flying over the ring, screaming one after another.
These screams all rang out among the China/Huaxia population, because apart from Tang Zheng, the gap between the others and their opponents was too great.
One of them was grabbed his hands by a Westerner, and his fist greeted him like a raindrop. The man did n’t have the strength to fight back, but the Westerner did n’t stop and attacked unscrupulously until the last China/Huaxia person fainted softly. In the past, lying on the ground like a pool of mud, Western talents stopped.
Such dramas are staged one after another. These Westerners are standing up high and willingly scrubbing and humiliating China/Huaxia players. Even after China/Huaxia players voluntarily admit defeat, the other party does not stop and still beats.
This is like a one by one slap in the face, and it is pumped loudly on the faces of all China/Huaxia people.
"It's too hard, the man is begging for mercy, he doesn't stop."
"Yes, this is bullying, and it really needs to be killed."
Yu Zhankui looked at the ring with a blank expression, watching the players of one by one China/Huaxia fall, his heart blossomed.
Let the fighting be more brutal and violent, let all China/Huaxia people lose their faces, and their spirits will collapse.
This is the result of his deliberate arrangement, which is to play tricks on these China/Huaxia players in front of thousands of spectators and make China/Huaxia lose face.
"Waste, a bunch of waste, what breaks Martial arts, is simply worthless, not useful at all, and can't even take a few punches." The insults and ridicules from the audience.
This caused some players who were still struggling to support them to fall apart instantly and be torn down by their opponents like mud.
Japan, Korean, and Siamese are a little bit more convergent than Westerners, but everyone ’s attacks are very sharp, and the opponents are defeated by a few moves.
Therefore, in a thunderous situation, the game came to an end, and I saw that the seven platforms had already won and lost. This was all seven China/Huaxia people ’s platforms, and all China/Huaxia people were defeated. Only the foreigners are standing tall.
In the remaining three platforms, in addition to Tang Zheng, there are two other Japan and Westerners confronting each other. The selection of these two platforms is evenly matched, and the game is very exciting and difficult to solve.
And the ring of the only one China/Huaxia people was particularly eye-catching, and everyone turned their attention. Tang Zheng naturally saw the China/Huaxia people almost wiped out, and now he is left alone.
The Park Jintai on the opposite side has been waiting for the opportunity to shoot. He saw Tang Zheng being at ease, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Tang Zheng saw the defeat of one by one compatriots, and there was a burst of roar in the audience: "Straw bales, a group of straw bales, shameful, too shameful."
"Is this China/Huaxia martial arts, I will say that China/Huaxia martial arts are flower fist embroidering legs, and this has finally proved a bit."
"I still believe in China/Huaxia martial arts, it is really chilling."
Many people in the audience are bleeding.
"The audience is no longer confident. Then I will show them the real China/Huaxia martial arts." Tang Zheng moved his heart, and his body also moved, rolling towards Park Jintai like tornado.
Park Jintai saw Tang Zheng moving, not retreating, but also roared, kicked with a long leg, and brought a broken sound.
Tang Zheng ignored the counterattack directly, and jumped to the top, and Park Jintai even jumped up. The wind blew his hair, revealing a beautiful face, quite a bit ridiculous.
Oh!
Tang Zheng pulled a simple whip leg towards the opponent, and Park Jintai also kicked to block.
Boom!
With a crisp sound, Park Jintai was like being hit by a meteorite. The legs were bleeding directly, and the long legs were bent at a weird angle.
And his body flew up like catkins, flew directly out of the ring, and flew a few meters away before falling heavily. His head hit the ground and he fainted.
One trick, Tang Zheng used hundreds of tricks to see hundreds of Tae Kwon Do masters who are not bad at all. At the time, everyone looked at him inconceivably.
[Author off topic]: I have a stomachache today, so I made it so late, otherwise it could be updated as early as yesterday.