Chapter 269 Pre-Game Weigh-In (4/5 Wildcat League Extra Update, Please Vote for Me)

Chapter 269 Pre-game weigh-in (45 Wild Cat League updates, please vote for me)

If there is anything more interesting about mixed martial arts besides the fierce battle in the ring, it is of course the pre-match weigh-in.

The pre-match weigh-in ceremony in mixed martial arts is not as harmonious as in a sports meeting. During the weigh-in ceremony, there are countless players who have bad mouths at each other and end up fighting.

And the entire pre-game weighing ceremony, because it is just the day before the game, can also be regarded as a press conference. The players will speak harshly to their opponents, talk about goals, and many classic Words also come from it.

And after watching them say harsh words, and then watching the game, there will be an extra layer of fun. For example, some players said harsh words before the game, but were slapped in the face during the game, which is full of comedy.

The weighing scene of the Supernova Competition was even more lively - it was a big scene with eight contestants gathered together.

Si Aoki was sitting in Songshanyan's car, followed by Old John and other people from the boxing gym. Seven or eight people walked into the weighing ceremony.

"It's really lively." Before Aokiji reached his destination, he heard the snapping sound of a camera taking pictures not far away.

The staff stopped Song Shanyan at the door: "The players will be interviewed inside, and the coaching team can watch from the press box."

Song Shanyan nodded, stood in front of the stage of the press conference, and patted Aoki Si on the shoulder: "Don't worry, if the other side mocks you, you can watch and fight back, but don't do anything."

Aokiji nodded, took a deep breath, and took a step expressionlessly.

The weighing ceremony was held in a small auditorium, with employee passages on both sides of the stage, and reporters sitting in front of the stage.

Taking one step forward, Aokiji stepped out of the passage, and the stage came into view.

The structure of the stage is roughly like leaving a scale for weighing in the middle, and an open space where the host is located, and trapezoidal seats are arranged on both sides, no more, no less, four on each side.

At this time, there were already four or five players sitting in the seats. They all looked at each other with fear. One or two old acquaintances chatted for a few words, but they didn't say much.

In the center of the stage, there was a strong foreigner holding a microphone and chatting with the staff.

As soon as Aokiji took a step forward, before he could think of where he was going to sit, he saw a sudden flash of lights under the stage. Aokiji squinted his eyes and frowned slightly. After a while, he found the place where he was sitting with an expressionless expression. Sit on the famous seats.

It seems that this program team is also good at playing. Aoki Si looked at it and saw Aaron's name written on the empty seat to his left, just across the aisle from the host.

Tsk, I really don’t worry about big things if I just watch the fun.

Aokiji lowered his head boredly and counted how many reporters were in front of him. But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Hello, you are Aokiji."

Aokiji turned his head and was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and aimed his gaze: "Oh, you are Nishiyama Teru, right?"

Next to him, a young man who was much shorter than Aoki Si, but looked very strong, slightly raised his lips to Aoki Si: "Yes."

Nishiyama Teru's smile looks a little stiff, not because he does it intentionally, but because he doesn't seem to be able to make any expressions, and he should be about the same age as Aoki Tsukasa, but his face looks very old, and he looks like It seems to be a round older than Aokiji.

No wonder it's nicknamed Zombie Rat.

Aokiji stared at him for a while: "Please give me more advice."

"Please give me more advice." After Xishan Hui said this, he turned his head and stared at the table in front of him in a daze.

Aokiji didn't want to say anything more. The two of them, one high and one low, stared at their faces without saying a word. If it weren't for the huge difference in appearance and body shape, they would have thought they were looking at each other in the mirror.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the foreign host in the center looked a little impatient and urged into the earphone: "There are still three minutes left. The dragon is not here yet."

He was speaking English the whole time, and he was followed by a young man in a suit who was nervously repeating the story into his headphones. Soon, he whispered in English to the foreign host: "We have entered the door."

"Really." The foreigner's expression was unkind. Looking at him, Aokiji made some guesses in his mind: This guy is probably someone from the program team or simply sent by the UFC. After all, the weighing process should not be taken carelessly, and his status should be high.

A minute later, Aaron arrived late.

At this time, Aaron was wearing a sexy white suit. The suit was unbuttoned and open inside, directly exposing his strong muscles. Wearing a gold chain, sunglasses, and dirty braids, he looked simply He looks like a hip-hop superstar, not like a martial artist at all.

Aaron bowed apologetically to the foreigner in the center of the stage, turned his head, and his eyes were like an awl, pinned accurately on Aoki Si.

Probably because the weighing ceremony was about to begin, Aaron glanced at Aokiji and didn't say much. He just stretched out his right hand arrogantly and gestured with his thumb, moving from left to right around his neck, arrogantly. He made a gesture of cutting his throat, then walked straight past Aokiji and sat on the other side.

Aokiji just looked at him indifferently, his eyes calm.

The reporters excitedly pointed their cameras at the two of them, and the shutter clicked again.

"OK, now that everyone is here, let's start the weighing ceremony."

The foreigner picked up the microphone and said loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the weighing ceremony of the Chiba Division of the Supernova Competition. I am Mike Jason, the person in charge of the Chiba Division of the Supernova Competition!"

"Now, the weighing ceremony officially begins!" Mike Jason hosted the event vigorously and loudly, "The first contestant to weigh in!"

"From Yachiyo City! Ao! Mu! Tsukasa!"

Although Mike Jason spoke in English throughout the whole process, he pronounced Aoki Tsukasa's name very standardly.

Aokiji raised his eyebrows in surprise, stood up, walked out of his seat and stood in front of the stage.

Mike Jason took a few steps forward and led Aokiji to the weighing instrument. He first whispered: "Take off your clothes and go up."

Then, Mike Jason said loudly: "Height 180 cm! Wingspan 186 cm! Age 17 years old, from Songshan Fight Club!"

Aokiji grabbed the tight black T-shirt on his upper body and pulled it up, revealing the perfect muscles of his upper body. He casually took off the sports pants he was wearing on his lower body, and he had already worn special fighting shorts underneath.

"Amazing!"

"Wow!"

"hiss"

The reporters in the audience let out a sigh. The camera shutters were connected together, and the flash almost illuminated Aokiji's body in white.

After twisting his shoulders, Aokiji stood on the weighing instrument with a relaxed expression, hanging his arms naturally towards the camera, but still secretly exerting force to make his muscles look more obvious.

Aokiji's face was expressionless and he stood naturally, just like a killing machine in human skin. The reporters felt chills all over as soon as they made slight contact with his eyes.

"Weight! 153 pounds!" Mike Jason read the number out loud.

Then, he reminded Aokiji who was about to come down: "Wait a moment for your opponent's weigh-in to end. You two have to take pictures."

Aokiji nodded before the translator could speak, grabbed his clothes and put them on his seat.

"Next! From Chiba, Ichikawa City, Miya! Tian! Yu! Suke!"

In the other direction of Mike Jason, a thin man stood up.

Miyata Yusuke has dark skin, thin and slender cheeks, thick eyebrows and narrow eyes. He looks much uglier than Aoki Tsukasa, but at this moment he grinned ferociously, tore his vest to pieces, took off his shorts, He showed off his muscles that were not exaggerated but looked very strong. He roared and walked out onto the weighing machine.

He stood arrogantly on the weighing scale with his arms raised high, nodding to the reporters, and loudly said with great excitement: "I'm here for the Supernova Contest!"

The corners of Aokiji's mouth twitched slightly.

This guy was probably too excited. The word "I" requires five sounds in Japanese, so he yelled like he was speaking in Russian, and his saliva splashed out.

The reporters in the audience did not dislike his virtue. They pressed the shutter quickly and captured his arrogant look.

"Height is 1.78 meters! Wingspan is 1.84 meters! Age is 18 years old! From Dragon Heart Fight Club! Weight 151.5 pounds!"

After Mike Jason read the data passionately, he stood between Yusuke Miyata and Tsukasa Aoki, who were still looking excited. He opened his hands to them and then closed them, gesturing for them to stand together.

The translator hurriedly added: "Please pose face to face so that friends from the media can take photos."

Miyata Yusuke turned his head, raised his chin provocatively towards Aokiji, and patted the elbow of his left hand. The skin on his elbow was darker than other places, and the thick calluses were unmistakable. It shows its terrifying lethality.