Fortress of Ten Thousand Races in the Badlands of the World

Chapter 188 What is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger
Under Shengfang's argument, Director Mao agreed to Shengfang's application, and went to the backstage to help Shengfang adjust the competition area.

Finally, everyone draws lots to determine the order of appearance.

Sheng Fang looked at the lottery drawn in his hand - No. [-].

This means that he will play directly in the first game.

But he doesn't yet know who will be playing at the same time as him.

"Hello, are you the first to play?" At this time, another member of the Tianhong Budokan said to He Shengfang.

He just saw the number plate in Sheng Fang's hand.

At this time, Sheng Fang said suspiciously: "Well, number one."

If he has a good impression of this player, it should be Zhuge Qing.

From a small family, the Zhuge family.

Of course, it was participating on behalf of the Rainbow Budokan.

The talent is also very good, around the sixth level of martial arts.

This time the Rainbow Martial Arts Hall has six martial artists besides Blooming.

One martial artist is at the eighth level, and the others are martial arts masters at the sixth and seventh levels.

This is also enough to demonstrate the strength of Tianhong Budokan.

You should know that the age of this exchange competition is limited to 18 years old.

That is, youth before military service.

"Well, do you need to change it? If you are not so sure!" Zhuge Qing said.

Although he didn't understand why this unremarkable guy was directly assigned to the martial artist group, he looked very weak.

Zhuge Qing's act of kindness was sensed by Sheng Fang.

Sheng Fang didn't expect that there would be less arrogant and boring existences among warriors.

"Thank you, it's okay!" Sheng Fang smiled.

He still has some confidence.

Martial arts?

At least among the martial artists he has seen so far, he does not perceive the existence that makes him feel threatened.

This means that he can do it with one punch, and if he can't do it with one punch, he can do it with two punches.

Moreover, at his current speed, he can throw 130 six punches per second.

Of course, they might not even be able to hold a single punch from themselves, so Sheng Fang wasn't going to reveal their full strength.

Zhuge Qing was a little surprised when he heard this.

But I didn't think too much about it, my kindness had already been conveyed, if Sheng Fang didn't accept it, then there was nothing I could do.

"Your name is Sheng Fang, right? My name is Zhuge Qing! Let's get to know each other!" Zhuge Qing stretched out his hand and said to Sheng Fang with a smile.

Shengfang also readily accepted.

"Come on!" Sheng Fang encouraged the other party.

"Ah, you too!"

"By the way, I think you look familiar? You also went to Ziyou Middle School, right?"

Zhuge Qing said suddenly.

Sheng Fang raised his eyes when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "You too?"

"Haha, then we are still classmates! Which class are you in?"

Sheng Fang was shocked when he heard the words, but tried his best not to change his expression.

There is no way not to be surprised.

He never expected that someone would reach the sixth level of martial arts in middle school.

This is too bad.

You know, the strongest warriors in their class are the sixth and seventh samurai!
If their progress was a few months ago, then at most it is only eight or nine times now!
Zhuge Qing in front of him is actually a sixth-level martial artist?
"I'm in Class [-], Grade [-]." Sheng Fang replied.

"Class [-]? I'm from Class [-] next door to you!" Zhuge Qing said, and then he was a little puzzled: "I often go to Class [-], and I know you very well. Why don't I see you so often?"

"Hehe, maybe it's more low-key! I usually seldom appear in places with many people." Sheng Fang explained.

This is indeed the case. When Shengfang was in school before, he did what he could to get less people to notice him.

Do everything you can to reduce your presence.

This is different from Huanlingxi, which has no sense of existence.

"Then we should be leaving here in a while!" Zhuge Qing said.

"Leave? Where are you going?"

"Uh, don't you want to do military service too?" Zhuge Qing asked suspiciously.

"Oh, yes, military service." Sheng Fang nodded, almost forgot again.

What happened to my recent memory?I can't always remember things!

"Next, we will invite the No. [-] martial artist group to play!"

"The first one to play is the Zhang family, Zhang Ruoxi!"

I saw a tall girl in a black silk practice uniform slowly walking onto the ring.

The Zhang family sent a woman?
Martial arts fifth level?

Sheng Fang suddenly glanced suspiciously.

Because the participating martial artists are basically around the sixth or seventh level!

Basically, there is no fivefold, and this is one of their tacit understandings.

Of course it is the limit.

There are not many martial arts masters in themselves.

There were very few who could reach the seventh level of martial arts before.

But the Zhang family sent out a fifth-tier martial artist this time?Obviously, her combat strength is beyond her martial arts realm.

So it's no surprise.

The appearance of Zhang's beautiful woman caused a small commotion at the scene.

All her suitors.

It seems that this Zhang family is very popular!

In the stands, Di Qi looked at Zhang Ruoxi's appearance, smiled slightly, and then gave his subordinates a look of "you understand".

The subordinate immediately left the field quietly.

Soon it was the turn of the show.

"Next up is Rainbow Budokan—Blooming!"

After Sheng Fang heard it, he also slowly walked towards the ring.

At this time, besides Zhang Ruoxi, there are two men in the arena.

Contestants from Chifeng Budokan and Luo Family respectively.

They are all at the sixth level of martial arts.

At this time, the competition has not yet started, and the people on stage must occupy a corner and stand still.

The place where Shengfang was standing was just opposite to Zhang Ruoxi.

His arrival also caused a commotion at the scene.

"What is Tianhong Budokan trying to do? Just give up?"

"Yeah? How do you send an ordinary person directly?"

And so on.

"quiet!"

The riots on the field were quickly stopped.

And in the grandstand.

The area where Curator Mao sits.

Hu Ziming, curator of Chifeng Martial Arts Hall, mocked Director Mao: "Director Mao? Is this Tianhong Martial Arts Hall empty? Why did you send an ordinary person here?"

Curator Mao raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this.

But it was cured quickly.

This is what I want!

"Hehe, yes! There is no one left!" Director Mao ignored Hu Ziming's ridicule.

After a while, it is estimated that his face will be ashen!
There were also people from Chifeng Budokan on the field, right next to Sheng Fang.

Once the competition starts, we will definitely start with the players around us.

In other words, Chifeng and Tianhong will definitely face each other soon.

Director Mao is very much looking forward to the upcoming scene.

Now I hope that Shengfang won't let him lose the chain!

Seeing that Director Mao didn't want to pay attention to him, Hu Ziming also sat down awkwardly.

Soon all eight were on stage.

"What are you staring at me for?" Sheng Fang asked after realizing that Zhang Ruoxi, who was opposite him, had been staring at him.

"You don't look at me, how do you know I'm staring at you?" Zhang Ruoxi said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'll be the first one to take you down later!" Sheng Fang grinned.

"Hehe, it's up to you?" Zhang Ruoxi's face changed slightly.

"Boy, you are a little crazy!" A person next to him looked at Shengfang and said.

Obviously, he is also one of Zhang Ruoxi's suitors!

(End of this chapter)