Chapter 271 This Is What a Man Should Do (15,000 Chapters, Wild Cat Alliance Update Completed)

The press conference came later than everyone expected.

The reason is very simple - some players started fighting.

The two of them punched and kicked each other, and the other fighters were also eager to try, and almost fell into a melee. Fortunately, Mike Jason was experienced and threatened the contestants with his qualifications in time, and then let those who had participated in the weigh-in. The contestants all went backstage to wait, and after the weigh-in was over, they went on stage to be interviewed in pairs.

At least when two people fight, they can still hold on to each other!

Tsukasa Aoki was the first to be weighed. Of course, he and Yusuke Miyata were also the first to be interviewed.

Aokiji had already changed into a T-shirt at this time. The T-shirt had the Matsuyama Fight Club LOGO printed on it, which was also the official sponsorship label.

Aokiji walked from the stage to the stage. At this time, the stage had been rearranged. The leftmost seat was his, while Miyata Yusuke would come in from the rightmost entrance and sit at the entrance.

The two sat down almost at the same time, Aokiji's expression was as cold as ever, while Miyata Yusuke still had an excited smile on his face.

With a few simple opening remarks from Mike Jason, the interview finally began.

The anxious reporters who had been waiting for a long time raised their hands, while the press officer chose a media outlet in order.

A woman in professional office attire stood up with a microphone. Aokiji looked familiar. Sure enough, it was Nakao Kimiko who had interviewed him at school before.

"Player Aokiji, what do you think of the provocation played by Aaron against you? He said he would bleed your head. What do you want to say in response?" Kimiko Nakao's words aroused the attention of Yusuke Miyata. Extremely dissatisfied, he grabbed the microphone on the table and snatched Aokiji's answer.

"Hey! This guy's opponent is me! He doesn't have to consider his opponent in the second round because he doesn't have this chance!"

Yusuke Miyata's words made Nakao Kimiko look a little embarrassed. It was her first time to interview a player in this kind of event. She didn't know how to answer when faced with such a person who was so good at talking.

After Mike Jason stretched out his hand to warn Miyata Yusuke, Aoki slowly raised his hand and grabbed the microphone on the table in front of him: "Who?"

"Uh" Nakao Kimiko thought Aokiji didn't hear clearly and repeated the question.

"Who?" Aokiji's voice was slightly louder.

"Aaron, Matsuyama Ryu." Nakao Kimiko repeated.

"Who?" Aokiji repeated the answer expressionlessly. Nakao Kimiko then put away the microphone and said with a smile: "I understand."

Other reporters quickly recorded this scene.

The second reporter was named and stood up excitedly: "You mean, Aaron is just a nobody in your eyes? You don't even know who he is?"

Miyata Yusuke curled his lips in displeasure. It was obviously an interview between him and Aokiji, but the focus always turned to Aaron and Aokiji, which made him very unhappy.

Aokiji replied calmly and slowly: "I said it."

"Who?" Aokiji's simple question expressed his contemptuous attitude.

The reporter excitedly took notes, and another reporter stood up immediately: "Aaron said that his goal is of course the right to qualify, but what about Aokiji's goal? You are just a nobody, why do you think Aaron would target you?"

Aokiji frowned and stared at him. The reporter suddenly laughed with a look of fear.

"Don't ask me about Aaron or any other goals." Aokiji's tone was calm, as if he was explaining a fact: "In the entire Supernova Conference series, I am here, and they are just here to compete for second place."

"Nobody?" Aokiji sneered disdainfully: "After tomorrow, all of you will remember me and the name Aokisi."

Saying that, Aokiji stretched out his finger, pointed at Miyata Yusuke and said with a smile: "Hey, you, what is your name?"

Before Yusuke Miyata could speak, Aokiji continued to himself: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what your name is. Tomorrow, in the first round, I will remove your bones."

"You touched me with your right hand, right?" Aoki pointed to his right hand and stared at Yusuke Miyata with a cold look: "Tomorrow, this hand will be returned to you."

Yusuke Miyata raised the microphone and cursed emotionally: "Bald man! Right here!"

He pointed at his elbow and said angrily: "Tomorrow this place will be covered with your brains, understand? Right on the ring! I hope you don't hug me like a bitch tomorrow and waste time!" "

Aokiji was a little surprised, not so much at his harsh words, but at the fact that this guy would set a trap for himself - Miyata Yusuke's shortcomings are very obvious, that is, his obvious lack of ground skills.

And his remarks at this time were an attempt to put pressure on Aokiji from public opinion and create favorable conditions for tomorrow's battle.

This guy looks like a reckless man, but he's actually quite smart.

Looking at Yusuke Miyata who was not shying away and looking directly at him, Aokiji sneered and raised the corners of his mouth: Is this the countermeasure that your coaching staff discussed with you? Try to fight in a standing position?

Does this give you the confidence to beat me?

Aokiji raised the microphone and said in a cold tone: "I said, use your right hand, swing your fist, to smash the corner of your left eyebrow! Then, I will KO you in the first round. Don't talk about the elbow, I really hope you can Slow as a snail, your fist can touch me."

"Beep beep beep beep!" Yusuke Miyata simply burst out with a bunch of silence words, stood up from his seat and slapped the table, and rushed towards Aokiji with a pretense of ferocity. He only returned to his seat after being stopped by someone.

The reporter hurriedly stood up again and asked: "How long has Aokiji player been training? Do you have any foundation in previous competitions?"

Aokiji's resume has been exposed quite a lot in life. For example, he is a student of Wuyang High School and a well-known delinquent, but he is very mysterious in fighting competitions.

Aokiji nodded thoughtfully: "Two months, right?"

The reporter ignored the rule that the interview could only ask questions once and asked: "After two months of training, do you have the confidence to surpass so many famous players?"

Aokiji smiled and nodded: "I will tell them how big the gap is between geniuses and mortals. What I can achieve in two months, they will not be able to achieve in twenty years."

Another reporter quickly stood up and asked: "Tomorrow is the start of the game. Is there anything you want to say to the audience in Chiba?"

"You can hate me or you can like me, but no matter what, from tomorrow on, the strongest person in your mind will be me."

Aoki stood up proudly, grabbed the microphone, pointed at Yusuke Miyata not far away and said calmly: "Unfortunately, he got the lottery this time."

Turning to look at Mike Jason, Aokiji smiled in fluent English: "I think the interview can end here. Please put the two million in an envelope with my name in advance."

After saying that, Aoki held up the microphone and stared at the reporter in front of him, and suddenly raised his voice: "I'm not here for honor or fame, I'm just here to get the money and the UFC invitation that you all want. Put it all in your pocket, and then I will tell you by the way, I am the strongest. Come and hate me, you guys!"

"Sleep well tonight. From tomorrow on, I will be the nightmare you will see with your eyes closed." Aokiji raised his middle finger to Yusuke Miyata, and before he could raise the microphone and spray it back, he slammed the microphone. Throwing it on the table.

Turning his head and putting his hands into his trouser pockets, Aokiji walked cleanly and walked straight off the stage.

Want to spray it back?

no way!

Aokiji quickened his pace as he listened to Miyata Yusuke's angry curse behind him.

I'm so mad at you!

——

Yachiyo City Gymnasium is a large gymnasium that can accommodate at least 7,000 people.

In the past, except for the common basketball, online volleyball and other games, only a few popular superstars would hold concerts here. It is the only large gymnasium in Yachiyo City, and its reputation is known to everyone in Yachiyo City.

Today, Yachiyo City Gym finally welcomed a new event - mixed martial arts.

The gymnasium of the University of Nottingham was brightly lit, and the bustling crowd outside the venue was as lively as a festival. The dining cars were lined up on one side, and the aroma of food filled their nostrils. Men and women bought food and walked into the venue with expressions of great excitement and anticipation.

Outside the stadium, a poster of Nuo Da stood out clearly under the light.

On the poster, there is a silhouette of an unknown fighter from behind. The shadow creates a huge contrast with the brightness of the octagonal cage. A line of eye-catching large characters "Supernova Contest" is reflected on the side. At the bottom, there are also the names of eight players.

Among them, there is Aokiji's name.

Wearing a sweatshirt with a hood and the Songshan Club logo written on it, Aokiji got out of Songshanyan's luxury car with a calm expression. Next to him were Old John, Ning Qiang, Li Zhen, and several coaches who usually taught in the stadium. , all tightly surrounded Aokiji, separating the dense crowd in front of him for him.

Even Thain and Andy followed Aoki Tsukasa. It could be said that all members of the Fight Club were out in force.

This group of people were all wearing the same sweatshirts as Aoki Si, and they all looked very motivated, especially those led by Aoki Si, Song Shanyan, Andy and other strong men formed a small circle, and they looked even more fierce, and everyone avoided them. , can simply be described as “all villains”.

Aokiji even had the illusion that he was already a superstar. At this time, the passers-by around him also saw Aokiji's identity. They took out their mobile phones one by one, and the flashlights crackled, making Aokiji a little dazzled.

"Aoki Tsukasa! I'm your fan!"

"Come on! Aokiji!"

Aokiji smiled and waved to the passers-by who were shouting at him to cheer up.

The group of people swaggered into the backstage lounge from the athletes' passage in the venue, and entered their own exclusive rest area under the eyes of others who were either curious or fearful.

The room is not big, and it is not even a serious dressing room, but a temporary room. A group of people entered and almost filled the room.

There is also an LCD TV hanging on the wall of the room. The screen on the TV is the Supernova Contest broadcast in real time by Chiba TV.

The promotion strategy of the Supernova Competition is really simple and crude, and it also deliberately promotes that this is a battle of kings in various regions of Neon, stoking the emotions of the local people and making them start to expect that their own division will become the final winner.

These days, many people are even starting to start a war of words on the Internet. For example, Tokyo District is the best in the world, and the rest are garbage. There are endless words like this. I don’t know if there are any traces of manipulation behind the scenes by the trolls, but no matter what, the popularity has spread crazily. , the hot search ranking remains high, and you can even see children in elementary school arguing about who is the strongest fighter.

Of course, the broadcast is also broadcast by division. The live broadcast of the games in each division is on the local TV stations in each division. It can be said that the momentum is quite hot.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the start of the game, but in fact the live broadcast had already started on TV. The picture showed two professionals sitting in the live broadcast studio, making jokes and enlivening the atmosphere.

"Are you nervous?" Song Shanyan licked his dry lips and patted Aoki Si on the shoulder.

Aoki Si sat calmly on the chair and let Li Zhen relax the muscles in his body - in fact, he didn't need it at all, but seeing that although Li Zhen was calm on the surface, in fact, the hands he was massaging were a little trembling, Aokiji felt that it would be better to let her feel calm.

"No, where are you?" Aokiji smiled, showing no signs of excitement.

Old John nodded in agreement: "That's right, just keep your mind calm."

This guy really has a big heart! I just hope that when I get to the ring later, the enthusiastic cheers from the surrounding audience will not scare this kid.

Old John glanced at Songshanyan. He remembered that a long time ago, when Songshanyan first came on stage, his legs were a little weak, so he had to slap him hard to cheer him up.

It’s really the wave behind pushing the wave ahead!

Old John looked at Aoki Si with indescribable satisfaction.

Aokiji looked at the LCD screen, where the host was working hard to set the mood.

"Ah, what does Kitagawa Daichi-kun think of the eight contestants in today's game?" The speaker was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked quite handsome and wore glasses to look elegant. He was Chiba Xiaoyu. Famous fighting event commentator, Hayabusa Ishida.

The Kitagawa Daichi he was talking about is a recently retired mixed martial arts fighter. Although he has no achievements in his life, he has done a good job in live broadcasting of events after retirement. He keeps making jokes and is professional enough.

Kitagawa Daichi was only in his early thirties, and his face looked very tough, but for some reason he looked very vulgar when he smiled. He chuckled: "These eight contestants, except for one named Aoki Except for Si’s player who is a mysterious rookie, the other seven players have already played in many large and small events.”

"They're all good, they're all good." Beichuan Dazhi said in a cliché, and no one was offended.

But Ishida Hayabusa (sun three times) smiled and slapped his arm: "That's not what you said in private just now. Come and analyze these eight players for our audience friends. Otherwise, just say How about our most famous player Aaron in Chiba?"

Kitagawa Daichi glared at him with a grimace, and had to say simply: "If we finish talking now, we won't have anything to say when we introduce the players later! But I can still talk about the player Aaron. ."

"I believe many viewers know that Aaron, also known as Yachiyo no Dragon, is a talented fighter who has been famous in fighting events since junior high school. He has also won the belt of the national youth stand-up fighting championship. In the standing fight His accomplishments in kickboxing are among the best in the entire Supernova Competition."

Kitagawa Daichi praised him fiercely, but Ishida Hayabusa suddenly asked: "Then what do you think of Aokiji player who has been quarreling with Aaron online these days? As a fledgling newcomer, his behavior will be ignored by Kitagawa-kun. In your eyes, is it because of self-confidence or because of the popularity? Especially my speech in the interview yesterday was so exciting!"

Kitagawa Daichi was a little speechless. How should I respond to these words? He hesitated for a moment and replied: "I think it should be confidence. As far as I know, the current coach of Aokiji is Aaron's coach, and Aaron's So now I have left my original coach, it seems because of player Aoki Tsukasa.”

"We can understand that these two players actually have some personal grudges. I also know a rumor that I don't know if it is true or not. Although Aokiji has only practiced boxing for two months, he met Aaron on the first day. At that time, he could fight Aaron for a round without any training."

Kitagawa Dazhi is an insider after all, so after trying hard to find out some of this gossip, I can still hear a little bit of it.

Ishida Hayabusa's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Ah! So that's it! This makes people even more excited to look forward to what kind of exciting game they will play if they can meet!"

During the conversation, Ishida Hayabusa seemed to have received some news in his earphones. He quickly changed his tone and said with a smile: "Viewers, not only are we the only two broadcasting here today, we also have a special guest who will definitely let you know." Surprised!"

"Oh!? Special guest? Is it Ms. Ishihara? I am a fan of Ms. Ishihara! The program team finally heard my plea!" Kitagawa Daichi's eyes lit up.

The corner of Ishida Hayabusa's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at his tough Chinese character face, he smiled extremely obscenely and coughed twice: "No! Why do you always think about having female guests? Aren't you going to get married?"

Beichuan Dazhi suddenly stiffened his face: "I'm joking."

"Ahem, then let us welcome our special guest - Liu Shentong to explain today's game with us!"

After Ishida Hayabusa finished speaking, Nobu Teruhashi with dazzling blue hair walked into the field of view of the camera with a smile, waved to the camera, sat naturally between the two of them, and said in a brisk tone: "Ah, hello everyone, I am an artist with six magical powers.”

Teruhashi Nobu looked at the camera, the corners of his mouth slightly raised - Aokiji, you are dead!

To be honest, Teruhashi Nobu originally thought that if Aokiji and Teruhashi Kommei no longer develop, he would simply ignore the bald man, so as not to offend Matsuyama Iwa and make himself unhappy, but who would have thought that he would return that day? When she got home, her eyes turned red from crying when she saw Teruhashi Xinmei. Although she refused to say why, Teruhashi Xinmei knew it all - it must have been caused by this bald man!

Heh, what’s even more annoying is that even though this bald head made my beloved Shinmei-chan cry and her eyes turn red, during today’s game, Shinmei Teruhashi still insisted on coming to watch this bald guy play!

Damn it! Why! What's wrong with this bald man?

Nobu Teruhashi used almost all his connections to temporarily get a spot as a special guest in the commentary box. He had no other purpose than to make a big splash in the commentary box!

If I can't beat you, I can't BB you! As a traffic star, Nobu Teruhashi thinks he has some experience in setting the rhythm.

Teruhashi Nobu took over what he just said naturally, without any trace of deliberateness: "I just heard that the two of you were discussing about Aokiji. Aokiji, I also know him personally!"

Hearing this, Ishida Hayabusa's eyes lit up: "Really? Can you introduce the player Aokiji? For us, this player is really a bit too mysterious!"

Teruhashi Nobu nodded with a smile on his face: "Of course, the last time I saw him, well, it was about a month ago, right? He was still playing game consoles in the mall."

"Eh??" Ishida Hayabusa and Kitagawa Daichi suddenly widened their eyes.

At this time, Aokiji looked at the smiling face of Nobu Teruhashi in the locker room and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This guy comes with bad intentions.

"Is there something going on between you and this guy!?" Song Shanyan stared at the screen, frowning.

Just looking at Teruhashi Nobumasa on the screen smiled and said: "The last time I met him was in the mall, probably around two or three o'clock in the afternoon. He just came out of the arcade game area, and I don't know how long he played. Because He looked like a delinquent, so I was very impressed.”

"Haha, I can't say that I know him. I've only met him once. Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

"After all, that time is usually when players are training. He might have gone to the mall because of something else."

Teruhashi Nobu did not mention at all that there was Shinmei Teruhashi by Aokiji's side at that time. Although his words were all vague and vague in my opinion, he was undoubtedly deliberately leading people astray. .

After all, Ishida Hayabusa has been in the entertainment industry for a long time. He was keenly aware of the intention of Teruhashi Nobu's words and said with a smart smile: "Maybe it was a rest day. After all, players don't train every day. Yes."

"By the way, Rokugami-kun also likes watching mixed martial arts?" Ishida Hayabusa began to change the subject.

Teruhashi Nobu had no choice but to change the topic in cooperation, but no one knew what he was thinking under his smiling eyes.

Aokiji lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's a little holiday, nothing happened."

Song Shanyan curled his lips dissatisfied: "Is what he said true?"

"I just had something to do that day. After I finished my work, I went to the shopping mall with my friends." Aokiji stood up and twisted his neck: "What game are we in?"

Song Shanyan looked at his phone and said: "It should be the second game. Originally, we might have been arranged in the first game, but your talk yesterday was very beautiful and attracted a lot of attention to yourself, so the competition team I’ll make some arrangements later.”

"If Aaron hadn't been at the bottom of the list in the past, and his subsequent interviews were also excellent, you might have been transferred to the last game to play in the main event."

Aokiji just smiled when he heard this: "It doesn't matter in which round I fight. Anyway, after today's battle is over, my popularity will rise sharply - fighting, in the end, it still depends on whether the fight is good. And in After I finished playing, the contrast in people's minds was even stronger. If I didn't play as well as I did, the audience could tell at a glance."

Song Shanyan nodded in agreement, looked at the broadcast on TV, and said with some sadness: "We have finally reached this point!"

Aokiji laughed and said, "This is just the beginning."

"That's right! This is just the beginning!" Old John slapped Songshanyan hard on the back, grinning at him, and showed a rare smile to Aokiji: "Today, let them see you Ability!"

Thain joked: "If you use half of the strength you have to fight me, you can probably deal with the kid opposite."

Although Andy and Aoki didn't formally talk about reconciliation, the two were no longer at odds with each other as before. He hesitated for a while and encouraged him: "Come on, you are the one who won the Intercontinental Championship after all. "

"It's the former Intercontinental Champion." Tsukasa Aoki laughed, looking at Andy and looking a little impatient, and hurriedly added: "But that's also the Intercontinental Champion, isn't it, so I can't lose here, don't worry. "

Andy calmed down a little and stood aside with his head lowered.

Aokiji and Andy got along for a while. Under the hands of Old John, Andy, who was as arrogant as a mastiff before, became as well-behaved as a teddy. After getting in touch with him, Aokiji found that this man was not that bad - —At least as long as you are strong enough, he will still respect you.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang. Aokiji picked it up and took a look, with a chuckle on his face.

Matsuyama Iwa glanced at Aoki Tsukasa suspiciously, then looked at the note on LINE on his phone that showed Saeko, and immediately joked: "What? Girlfriend?"

Aokiji's face turned slightly red: "Friends! We're just friends now."

"I understand, I understand." Song Shanyan smiled and retreated to the side, winking at the others, who then smiled in understanding and took the initiative to walk out of the room.

Aoki Si looked at them speechlessly: "As for it?"

But he was a little touched in his heart - this was Songshanyan taking the initiative to give him a space to adjust.

Aokiji took a deep breath and turned on his phone.

"I'm already at the scene, come on, Si. By the way, there are many people from our school, and they are all here for you."

At the end of Busujima Saeko's message, she also took a photo and sent it to Aoki Tsukasa.

In the photo, there is a row of seats filled with people. Maeda Tora and other bald heads are all wearing Wuyang's school uniforms. They are holding various cheering items and laughing and talking. There are banners with Aokiji's face, and There was a flag with Aoki Si's name written on it, and what surprised Aoki Si was that on the right side of this group of people, seven or eight girls stood out.

The most eye-catching one is, of course, the blue-haired and bright-smiling Komimi Teruhashi. At this time, Teruhashi Shinmei looked no different from before. Her smile and appearance were just as perfect as before.

Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he had been really worried about Teruhashi Sumimi recently. After all, apart from anything else, Aokiji really regarded Teruhashi Sumimi as a good friend.

Pressing the phone button, Aokiji replied: "Don't worry, the result of this game has already been written."

When it was time to send it, Aokiji suddenly realized that he was not talking to a reporter. It seemed that he was pretending to be addicted.

But to be honest, the feeling of speaking harshly in front of reporters during the previous weighing ceremony was really cool!

It’s really fun to pretend to be B for a while, and it’s always fun to pretend to be B all the time!

Aokiji hurriedly deleted the words and changed his words: "You can look forward to it, Saeko. I will play wonderfully in today's game."

Busujima Saeko quickly responded: "Okay! No need to be burdened, just be normal."

"Don't worry!" Aokiji typed two words, and she replied after a while: "You should prepare well, and we will talk after this."

"Yes." Aokiji replied with a confident and smiling emoticon. He swiped his phone and found Qiong's avatar and sent the message.

"Is the nurse around?" Aokiji's message was answered instantly as expected.

Qiong's text message was very concise: "Both of them are here."

"That's good, keep calm, I will try not to let that guy hit me." After Aoki Si replied, Qiong sent a disgusting emoticon to Aoki Si: "Wasn't Si very confident before? "

"Of course! I'm just afraid that I might get punched accidentally and frighten you." Aokiji raised the corners of his mouth.

"Then be more careful and don't get hurt. However, fighting sports will definitely involve physical contact. I'm ready. Don't worry, I will watch it calmly." Qiong said a rare tenderness if.

Aokiji responded with a macho expression with bulging muscles: "Okay!"

It's a good thing that Qiong is in the hospital now, otherwise Aokiji would really have to think about how to let Qiong see him.

Putting down his phone, Aokiji looked at the time on his phone and raised his head.

On the LCD screen, the game has entered the preparation stage.

The host of the competition team entered the Octagon, and the originally bright lights in the audience suddenly dimmed.

The host is a middle-aged man who looks quite handsome. He is wearing a straight suit, his black hair is pushed back, and his beard is well trimmed. He is full of masculinity, tall and looks very powerful. Extraordinary.

"Supernova Contest!"

The host roared loudly, and the rough and loud voice spread throughout the stadium. The lights in the entire stadium were intertwined, and finally condensed into a point and shone into the octagonal cage.

"Tonight!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs for seven or eight seconds. The audience involuntarily stopped talking and stared at the stage.

"It's begun!" the host roared, sparking cheers from the audience. Even Aoki Tsukasa was in the background, and he could vaguely hear some of the cheers in the venue.

"Chiba!" The host suddenly stretched out his arm: "Cheers!"

The cheers in the stadium became even more enthusiastic, almost breaking the roof.

Busujima Saeko sat quite close to the front, which can be said to be a VIP seat. This was a player welfare ticket obtained by Aokiji in advance. In addition to Busujima Saeko, many people close to her gave it to them. They were far away from the octagonal cage. But just a few meters away, you don't even need to look up at the big screen to see every move in the octagonal cage.

She was a little nervous, frowned slightly, and felt worried: In such a big scene, Si would be under a lot of pressure, right?

Different from the relatively deserted kendo competition, this fiery atmosphere and fanatical cheers were even a little unexpected by Busujima Saeko.

"There will be four games here today, each with five rounds! Each round is three minutes!"

The host introduced the rules of the competition: "Today! Only four of the eight players can be promoted and start a life-and-death showdown for the right to qualify for the Chiba Division tomorrow!"

"Next, let's take a look at the promotional videos of these eight players!"

As soon as the words fell, the lights in the venue suddenly disappeared, leaving only the big screen used for broadcasting in the octagonal cage and the big screen in the exit channel of the players. Suddenly the lights flashed, and the players' promotional videos appeared.

It was probably a promotional video ranked in order of popularity. The player shown at the beginning was a player that Aokiji didn't know at all - it would be too much to say that he didn't know him at all, but to be honest, in the entire Chiba Division, only Ah Dragon, Nishiyama Teru Aokiji took it to heart.

For others, such as Miyata Yusuke, if it weren't for his bad mouth, Aokiji would never remember his name clearly.

After the flashy editing scene in the promotional video, Aokiji waited for a long time and finally saw someone who looked familiar.

On the screen, Yusuke Miyata appeared.

In the picture, Miyata Yusuke is wearing the ropes often worn by Muay Thai players on his head and elbows, and he is frantically hitting the sandbag in front of him.

Just look at him punching his left fist and right fist very fast, making a crackling sound with the sandbag, then holding the innocent sandbag in his arms, hitting his knees hard, and then grinning at the camera, revealing a jagged mouth the teeth of.

The screen flashed, and Miyata Yusuke appeared on the ring. He hit his opponent with a fierce elbow and his head was bleeding. In the extremely artistic slow motion, the opponent's blood was clearly traced in the air. His ferocious face Quite terrifying.

But Aokiji just curled his lips.

He had watched these edited scenes from actual combat many times while studying his opponents.

This elbow looks beautiful. In fact, Yusuke Miyata has been beaten before in this game, but he finally found a chance to make a comeback. It can be said that the opponent's physical strength declined and he was careless. Another point is that his opponent is also a bit weak, and his fists Not hard enough.

Curling his head, Aokiji soon waited for his promotional video.

"Handsome!" Song Shanyan's voice came from the door. He and Old John filed in, filling the room to the brim. They all stared at the promotional video with admiring expressions.

In the promotional video, first there is a mixed cut of Aoki Tsukasa during training.

It can be seen from the editing method that rich people are different.

Every drumbeat of the explosive background music is consistent with Aokiji's movements. In the promotional video, Aokiji wearing short-sleeved arms has bulging muscles, and the veins on his neck are exposed, and the huge tire is quickly overturned by him. At the same time as the sound of tires hitting the ground, the battle scene between Aoki Tsukasa and Andy was quickly edited.

Of course, not many scenes of Aokiji being beaten were shown, only the few scenes where Aokiji violently beat up Andy were shown.

Andy looked strange, but still watched silently.

When Aokiji punched Andy, the scene switched again and cut to the scene of Aokiji hitting the boxing target in the same posture.

Then it was edited quickly again. Each attack was accompanied by a full swing during training. The drum beat in the background music became louder and louder. When the melody reached its climax, Aokiji knocked Andy over with a hard elbow and turned around. , face covered with blood, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Then, the screen gradually dimmed, and even spliced ​​an interview with Aokiji, which was exactly what he said in the previous interview at school. The Aokiji in the screen was in sharp contrast to the blood-soaked look on his face before. His expression was relaxed, With a smile on his face, he seemed to be saying a memorable past event: "I came to the competition just to get first place."

"Although it may sound a little arrogant, I still have to say it." Aokiji raised the corner of his mouth and stared at the camera: "I will not lose, not even a game."

The moment the promotional video ended, there was a burst of cheers in the venue.

The scene also captures the key points of Maeda Tora and others. In addition to the group of people who are close to Aokiji, there are also a group of students whom Aokiji does not know, but who are also wearing Wuyang school uniforms. They all held Aoki Tsukasa's support items, banners, or Aoki Tsukasa's portrait, waving them vigorously at the camera.

Aokiji raised his lips.

Aokiji turned off the TV, stood up, twisted his shoulders, looked at the people around him, and said with a smile: "Come on, it's time to warm up."

Stretching out his hand, Song Shanyan consciously took out the bandage from the bag he was wearing and wrapped it around Aoki Si.

Aokiji's eyes were blazing, the fire in his eyes was burning, and he took a deep breath.

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The end time of the first game was faster than Aokiji thought.

But fortunately, he felt that his body had warmed up. He moved briefly and punched his abdomen twice. Feeling that his body was completely ready, Aokiji nodded to Matsuyama Rock.

Song Shanyan wiped his sweat nervously: "Remember, don't rush to attack before you get on stage. Your opponent must have formulated many strategies. You must first test the opponent's tactics, then become familiar with his offensive rhythm, and then strive for a decisive victory. burden."

Aokiji nodded with an indifferent expression, punched a few times, and felt the stretch on his shoulders: "Don't worry, my head is very clear."

"Don't care how he taunts you, you must be calm." Old John said in English: "You can try to tease him and make him angry. If he dares to charge forward, you can try to trip him with Jiu Jitsu."

"Don't throw with a leg hug. You can follow up with a leg throw. If you throw with a leg hug, you may be hit by his knee. You should know what I mean, right? Pay attention to his Thai style of fighting."

Old John kept chattering, but saw Aokiji giving him a teasing smile: "Didn't you say you were a small role before?"

Old John snorted: "Ahem, you can't be careless! If you lose, I will torture you here for a year or two even if I don't go back to the United States!"

Aokiji laughed and nodded: "Don't worry, that guy can't touch me."

The staff urged him again, and Aokiji strode out. Next to him, Songshanyan, Andy and others were surrounding him like bodyguards, and they walked out of the contestants' tunnel with extraordinary momentum.

In just one minute, Aokiji felt an obvious difference.

The lights turned from dark to bright, and at the end of the deep and long aisle, cheers became louder and louder. Standing in front of the corner, Aokiji saw the enthusiastic crowd in the auditorium through the narrow gap at the exit. , they shouted loudly one by one, their expressions indescribable excitement.

The host's hoarse but penetrating voice reached his ears, and Aokiji knew that this was his time!

"Next! The one who appears is! Yachiyo City, Chiba! A fledgling! At the height of his popularity!"

"green!"

"Wood!!"

"manage!!!"

With the roar getting longer and longer, Aokiji strode out of the passage.

Different from the darkness in the passage, after walking out of the passage, there seemed to be a blazing heat wave coming from both sides. The sound in my ears was like Aokiji sticking his head out of the water. It became clear and warm in an instant. His footsteps were brisk and big. Bu walked forward. On the big screen behind him, his fierce expression and muscular face were extremely clear.

The BGM that appeared was played as the moment when Tsukasa Aoki's face became clear in the shadows.

The heavy drumbeat instantly set off the audience. Aokiji held his head high, took a step forward, and stepped across the shadow. His whole body was bathed in the dazzling light, and he raised his arms high and glanced proudly at the audience on both sides.

"Trash bald! I hope you get hit with an elbow!" An irritating roar came from his ears. Aoki Si heard the sound and looked around. A bespectacled man in his early twenties was staring at Aoki Si, holding a palace in his hand. Yusuke Tian's poster.

Aokiji grinned at him and responded: "Fake Squid!"

At the same time, Aokiji stuck out his tongue, made a gesture of cutting his throat, laughed and walked forward, throwing him behind him.

Many people who couldn't stand Aokiji booed, but Aokiji walked to the Octagon leisurely, took off his sweatshirt and pants, moved his body, and let the referee check his body before giving it to his face. After applying Vaseline, I walked into the Octagon.

He lightly jumped two steps on the octagonal cage and stepped on the floor. There was still blood and sweat shed by the previous players on the floor. Aokiji walked around the edge of the cage and waved to the audience. His eyes scanned and he soon saw the dazzling eyes in the crowd. That touch of purple raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his finger towards Busujima Saeko, and then pointed at himself.

Busujima Saeko smiled and clapped softly, while Maeda Tora and others behind her let out a burst of howls, holding Aoki Tsukasa's support items back and forth. Aokiji looked a little embarrassed - mainly because these people were too exaggerated. Suddenly, six or seven people held up a big banner with the eight characters "The Tiger of Wuyang is Unparalleled in the World" written on it.

"The next person to appear is!"

Aokiji squatted down against the edge of the cage, looking a little lazy, staring at the exit channel of the players with cold eyes.

Yusuke Miyata had the signature rope of a Muay Thai fighter on his head and arms. He jumped out of the exit, roared at the audience, and slapped his chest hard. He looked very domineering.

Aokiji twisted his neck and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Along the way, Yusuke Miyata was high-fiving fans and posing for a show. During the short journey, he walked for three minutes, took off his decorations in front of the octagonal cage, and only wore a pair of shorts, allowing the referee to smear Vaseline on him. Miyata Yusuke's eyes were fixed on Aokiji, and he spoke cruel words to him from afar.

"Boy, are you scared?"

His shouts made the surrounding audience even more excited, but Aokiji just felt a little funny and raised the corners of his mouth, staring at him, watching him get on the ring and flamboyantly throw a set of combination punches on the spot, and put up a The gesture caused another burst of cheers, and Aokiji stood up and twisted his body.

The referee stood up at the right time, stretched out his hand, and called the two of them together: "Listen, I don't care what conflicts you have. No eye-piercing, no hitting on the lower body, no hitting on the back of the head. Listen to my orders. clear?"

Aokiji and Miyata Yusuke looked at each other. Aokiji's expression was calm, while Miyata Yusuke grinned and kept muttering: "You are dead, you are a gift from God, come and help me." A sacrifice that goes further.”

"I'm sorry, God can't save you today, that's what I said." After Aokiji sprayed him, the referee said helplessly: "Let's fist bump."

After the words fell, Aokiji and Miyata Yusuke just stared at each other without saying anything. The referee himself was a little happy and said: "If you don't want to touch, just separate. The game begins!"

The two stared at each other and took a few steps back and stood at the edge of the cage. The referee stepped back and the game officially started.

Although Aokiji was very confident in himself, there was no chance for him to do it again in the ring. He prepared a hug carefully, and he and Yusuke Miyata tentatively approached each other. For a moment, neither of them punched at will. The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

At this time, the commentary box also became lively.

"Sir Liushen, the game has finally begun. How do you think this game will go?"

Ishida Hayabusa stared at the broadcast screen and asked Teruhashi Nobu next to him.

After hearing this, Teruhashi Nobu said in a calm tone: "I think player Yusuke Miyata will launch an attack soon. Player Tsukasa Aoki is only a newcomer after all. I think he has little chance of winning against an experienced player like Yusuke Miyata. "

Ishida Hayabusa asked Kitagawa Daichi again: "How does Kitagawa-kun view the situation between the two of them?"

Kitagawa Daichi looked at Aoki Tsukasa and Miyata Yusuke who were testing each other on the screen, constantly hitting each other with jabs or whip kicks, and said seriously: "I think this will be a very exciting bloody battle, Aoki Tsukasa The players’ embrace was very tight, and there was basically no loophole for Miyata Yusuke.”

"Yusuke Miyata has actually been looking for opportunities to kick, but Tsukasa Aoki controls the distance very well and uses his jab to control the distance. We can see that Tsukasa Aoki's front foot is very close to Yusuke Miyata, but his center of gravity But on the back foot.”

"The advantage of this is that the distance between the two people looks very close, leaving no room for Yusuke Miyata to raise his legs, but in fact the upper body is relatively far away, and he can dodge backward at any time."

"If I guess correctly, Aokiji is actually testing Yusuke Miyata. After a while, Aokiji thinks he is used to it, and then he will start to attack!"

His explanation was reasonable and well-founded. Ishida Hayabusa nodded repeatedly, but Teruhashi Nobu said a little unconvinced: "Really? But I think now, it is Yusuke Miyata who is taking the initiative to attack, while Tsukasa Aoki is taking the initiative. Dodge!"

"Soon, the situation will be reversed." The moment Kitagawa Daichi finished speaking, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

Aokiji, who had been dodging just now, suddenly launched an attack. When Yusuke Miyata missed a close elbow strike, he hit Yusuke Miyata on the cheek with a fierce swinging fist from his left hand.

This punch was like a flying fairy from heaven, and it was extremely fast. Yusuke Miyata felt his head was covered, and the alarm bells blared in his ears: Oh no! This guy's fist is too heavy!

Miyata Yusuke looked like a drunken man, staggering back again and again, while Aokiji was unyielding, and a set of combination punches honed with countless sweats ruthlessly bombarded Miyata Yusuke.

Right hook! Left straight punch, right swing punch, left whip kick to the waist!

It seemed that the two people who were evenly matched a moment ago turned into a massacre after just one punch!

No, if I get beaten once, I'm done!

Chaotic thoughts made Miyata Yusuke make a choice.

Miyata Yusuke turned around, protected his head with both hands, and ran like a coward, giving his back to Aoki Tsukasa.

Strictly speaking, in mixed martial arts, this kind of action is not uncommon, but it often occurs in the second and third rounds when a weak fighter tries to delay the end of the round. After all, UFC does not allow hitting the back of the head. This is using the rules to avoid fighting!

At this time, Yusuke Miyata had only been in a stalemate with Aokiji for a minute. After ten seconds of fighting, he was beaten so badly that a burst of cheers and screams suddenly sounded on the field.

run?

Where are you going?

Aokiji gritted his teeth and made a hissing sound in his nose. He blocked Yusuke Miyata's path with long strides, forcing him to the edge of the octagonal cage. A pair of iron fists hit Yusuke Miyata without any care. Where are you?

Miyata Yusuke was hit so hard that he gasped for air. At this time, his left eye, eyebrows and feet had been completely smashed open. He was bleeding profusely and was forced to the edge of the cage. With nowhere to escape, he roared and turned around with a cold elbow. However, Aokiji reacted very quickly and raised his head to avoid it. At the same time, he punched Yusuke Miyata in the face again.

boom!

This punch still hit the left side of Miyata Yusuke's face, blood spattered, his vision on the left side was blurred, and his brain was dizzy. If it weren't for the barbed wire next to him, he might have been lying on the ground!

Yusuke Miyata staggered back a step, held on to the barbed wire beside the cage and began to retreat. He didn't care about the referee's warning not to grab the cage. He just wanted to wait for time, get through the first round first, and give himself a chance to buffer.

"Death!" Aokiji let out an inarticulate roar while biting his braces. Then, a classic scene that shocked everyone happened!

Aokiji suddenly jumped up, stepped on the side netting with his right foot, and used the force to volley higher in the air.

Superman punch? Yusuke Miyata's chaotic mind flashed to Aokiji's possible attack method, which was to jump up from the edge of the cage and punch him from a high position.

"Snapped!"

It wasn't the muffled sound of his fist, but the crisp sound like a firecracker. At the same time, Miyata Yusuke fell backwards stiffly.

"Oh My God!"

"Oh My God!!"

"What is this! What is this!"

In the commentary box, Ishida Hayabusa and Kitagawa Daichi went crazy. Ishida Hayabusa waved the prompt paper in his hand exaggeratedly and threw it out. He jumped up from his chair amid the paper pages and shouted excitedly.

"KO! This is a KO we have never seen before! Player Aokiji jumped up in the air and stepped on the edge of the cage with his right foot. In the air, he used his right leg on the edge of the cage to roundhouse kick again, hitting Gong accurately. Contestant Yusuke Tian’s face! Knocked out Contestant Yusuke Miyata!”

"Player Tsukasa Aoki didn't do a last-ditch attack! He just looked at player Yusuke Miyata! He knew that the game was over! It's over!"

Ishida Hayabusa's crazy shouts triggered cheers from the audience. Everyone was shouting loudly for the wonderful action that happened in front of them, which was like a movie special effect.

Teruhashi Nobuyuki gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to say anything in this situation. He could only clap along with a dark face, cursing Yusuke Miyata in his heart for being such a loser.

Aokiji stood there, looking at Miyata Yusuke who was lying on the ground, his body twitching slightly, his eyes widened, but completely unfocused. He raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, and his contemptuous eyes were simply murderous.

The referee nervously pushed away Aokiji, fearing that he would hit the player with another punch and cause secondary damage to the players. He lay on top of Miyata Yusuke and checked his condition, but Aokiji had no intention of finishing the blow. He just took off his braces and waved in the direction of the Wuyang students who stood and cheered on the sidelines.

The referee stretched out his hand to indicate the end of the game. There were continuous cheers and shouts of Aokiji's name.

Even too lazy to celebrate, Aokiji simply pointed in the direction of Busujima Saeko and stretched out his finger, then walked to the side of the cage, looked at Matsuyama Iwa and others who were celebrating excitedly, and waved.

Songshanyan took out the flag with Aokiji's name and the Matsuyama Fight Club that had been prepared. Aokiji put the flag on his body and walked proudly around the cage, enjoying the surroundings to his heart's content. The cheers, this is the power of the winner!

At this time, on the big screen, the director began to replay the scene of Aokiji KOing Yusuke Miyata, and his roundhouse kick like an action movie began to be replayed in slow motion.

"This kick will definitely become a classic in all competition regions in the qualifiers!" Kitagawa Daichi excitedly slapped the table in the broadcast room, watching Aoki Aoki step on the edge of the cage with his right foot, and at the same time use this leg to snap The scene that hit Yusuke Miyata in the face kept shaking his head: "Yusuke Miyata is over, his career will be destroyed by this kick."

"In the future, when people mention Aoki Tsukasa, they will naturally think of this kick - I can even imagine how popular the collection of this kick will be on the Internet tomorrow."

Kitagawa Daichi looked with emotion at Aoki Tsukasa, who was standing in the octagonal cage, walking slowly and leisurely to celebrate with a calm expression, and sighed: "The younger generation is terrible!"

It took a long time for Miyata Yusuke to finally come to his senses, and he was helped to stand up. The referee held his hand and reluctantly stood on the ring.

Aoki stood on the other side of the referee, raising his arm high, and the other hand was grabbed by the wrist, waiting for the winner to be announced.

"Tonight!"

The host's hoarse voice sounded again, and the cheers of the audience temporarily stopped.

"The winner is!"

"green!"

"Wood!"

"manage!"

As the long tail sound echoed throughout the stadium, Aokiji's arm was raised high by the referee. The corners of his mouth curled up and his eyes were indifferent, which was frantically recorded by reporters.

The cheers from the audience came overwhelming again, deafening.

As the results were announced, Yusuke Miyata fell to his knees again, covering his face and crying bitterly.

How could Miyata not know that this time, he would really become a shameful backdrop.

Many reporters recorded his appearance at this time, but Aokiji beside him just raised the corner of his mouth slightly and his eyes were indifferent.

The host handed the microphone to Aoki Tsukasa with a somewhat excited voice: "Contestant Aoki Tsukasa, do you have anything to say to the audience and the audience in front of the TV?"

Aokiji took the microphone and said with a smile: "Thank you to my friends and Wuyang classmates, such as senior Saeko, Ahu, Xinmei, and of course! And my sister."

"And my coaching team, without your support and encouragement, maybe I wouldn't be here today."

"at last!"

Aoki pointed to the octagonal cage at his feet and said loudly: "No matter who my opponent is tomorrow!"

"Enjoy tonight!"

"The king is coming! (The king is coming)"

Turning his head, Aokiji looked at Miyata Yusuke, sneered and said loudly: "Good night! Mother fucker! (Good night! Mother fucker!)"

When the host saw Aoki Tsukasa swearing, he hurriedly took the microphone back and loudly said: "Let us give a warm cheer to Aoki Tsukasa again!"

Amid the cheers, Aokiji walked down the ring with his head held high. The applause and cheers made his heart beat violently and his blood surge.

For no apparent reason, Aokiji's mind popped up with a sentence: This is what men should do!

bring it on!

Give me all the applause and cheers!

This is the charm of mixed martial arts!

Aokiji opened his arms facing the audience at the fence under the octagonal cage and let out an excited roar.

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