When Bikong's people arrived, the internal strife in Liefeng Martial Arts Hall stopped immediately, and Dongfang Jun and Lu Ming, who had been indoors all the time, also came out at this time.
Lu Ming took the lead to say to Yang Jianying, the owner of Bikong Martial Arts: "Master Yang, I know that you Bikong wants to make a name for yourself in the base city of Ice City, but after so many days, your reputation is enough, right? , There are also quite a few people who have joined Bikong, and you have gained enough, do you have to challenge Gale? You must know that Gale Martial Arts is a banner of our China, and it will not benefit anyone if it is shaken."
Yang Jianying is a middle-aged man in his forties, a sixth-level God of War expert, and he clasped his fists at Lu Ming and said, "Mayor Lu, it's not that I don't give you face. The rise of a martial arts gym is related to the fate of countless people. I can't change it, not to mention the battle between warriors, it's not the base city government's turn to govern."
At this time, behind Yang Jianying, a few people with eyes, microphones, and cameras came out.
"I'm a reporter from Zhixia Newspaper. Mayor Lu, are you trying to interfere with the normal sparring between warriors?" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked first.
Looking at these tabloid reporters, Lu Ming frowned slightly: "I didn't mean that, I just considered the issue from the perspective of national justice. If they both insist, the base city will respect the decision between the warriors."
After speaking, Lu Ming turned around and walked back to his place.
After sitting down, Lu Ming said to Dongfang Jun: "Dongfang, your martial arts must not lose, Bikong martial arts must not let him rise, no matter how much the price is paid, I will not let the Russians dominate us Fu, this is my bottom line, and it is also the meaning of the base city!"
Seeing Lu Ming's livid face, Dongfang Jun nodded, knowing that the mayor had never been used to Bikong and the Russians, so he was really angry.
But Dongfang Jun didn't have confidence in his heart, and Meng Dong, Fu Chengya and Shen Tuhua couldn't give him a feeling of peace of mind.
"That kid Lin Zhen gives people a more stable feeling. If he is here, maybe he will have some confidence."
Dongfang Jun looked at Zhao Liang, and Zhao Liang lowered his head slightly unnaturally, knowing that the owner of the pavilion was asking for news about Lin Zhen again, and he was here to help Lin Zhen cover up, but facing the owner of the pavilion, he was really guilty.
Dongfang Jun frowned slightly, feeling that Zhao Liang's dark complexion was different, but the fight was about to start now, it was not good to call Zhao Liang over to ask, so he could only wait for a while.
The people around dispersed, and a huge hard leather mat was laid out in the center of the hall. There were countless marks on the leather mat, but there was no damage. This mat was made of the same material as the rubber exercise dummy. If it is broken, it will recover quickly. It is the best place to practice and compete, which is equivalent to a temporary arena.
After the mats were laid, the people from Liefeng and Bikong were on both sides, and the reporters also set up their cameras. Many people present also took out their mobile phones and prepared to shoot. The challenge was about to begin.
The Russian Hercules Nelov was still the first to appear on the stage as usual.
The huge body staggered onto the ring, and Nelov first gestured a thumbs up.
"The Russian devil is a little polite."
"Well, since people are polite when they come up, let's not be rude."
"It seems that this person is not as tyrannical as the rumors, he still knows how to respect our No. 1 martial arts school in China."
Gaefeng warriors were talking there, but before they finished speaking, Nerov suddenly pointed his thumb down, gestured at Gaefeng's crowd, and laughed with his mouth open: "What Gale, what Huaxia The No. 1 Martial Arts Hall is scum in my Nelov eyes, watch how I tear you apart!"
"Arrogance!"
"What courage!"
"Meng Dong, come on, teach this old man a lesson!"
Gaefeng's generals were unable to appear due to the rules, so they could only keep cheering Meng Dong up below.
Meng Dong nodded, got up and walked onto the ring.
Meng Dong's height was also close to two meters, but in front of Nelov, he still felt half a head shorter.
"Huaxia boy, I hope you won't be beaten and cried by me for a while!"
Nerov smirked, and before Meng Dong could respond, he suddenly exploded and punched him in the face!
There was a muffled thunder-like sound in the room, and the faces of all the warriors present became solemn.
As fighters, they are very clear about this sound. This is a sonic boom, which means that the speed of a fighter's fist exceeds the speed of sound, and the sound can only be made with a force exceeding 1,000 kilograms. Basically, most generals and fighters can do this One point, but in the warrior period, it is basically impossible to do it, at least Meng Dong can't do it.
Sure enough, Meng Dong didn't expect Nelov to punch so fast. Watching the video and fighting on the spot are completely different things. According to the previous habit, he instinctively raised his hand and punched, but it was like hitting a galloping bison.
With a numb arm, Meng Dong staggered back, Nerov laughed wildly, and rained down his fists, Meng Dong fell into a passive state immediately.
But Meng Dong's will is still very tenacious. Even if he is at a disadvantage, he is still trying his best to resist the counterattack. Nelov can't even think about defeating him with three moves and two moves.
The reporters below are reporting on the situation in the ring, not only the people from Bikong brought reporters, but also a lot of reporters from Liefeng. After all, the idea of warriors is an eternal topic, and there will never be a lack of attention.
"Hi everyone! Hello everyone! We are in Gaefeng Martial Arts Hall now. As we all know, the three Russian disciples of Bikong Martial Arts Gym have basically swept the entire Bingcheng Martial Arts Gym. Can you save the last bit of face of Chinese warriors? Let's see what's going on in the arena."
"The battle between Nerov and Meng Dong has reached a fever pitch. We can see that Meng Dong is very tenacious. Nerov punched me hard! Meng Dong blocked it, ah! Meng Dong retreated again, and he was forced into the ring by Nerov Meng Dong is in danger! Ah! Meng Dong slipped under Nelov's armpit in a very irregular posture. It seems that Nelov will need time to win, but this Going on, Meng Dong's situation is worrying, and Liefeng's situation is worrying. Isn't everyone in our ice city base fighters the opponent of Russian fighters? We need heroes now. This is a report from our reporter at the Liefeng Martial Arts Center .”
Many of the warriors who watched the battle below sent out videos. This battle was highly anticipated. Gale's Dongfang Jun gave a high reward, and even the base city promised to give a big reward.
And the people here in Bingcheng are paying close attention to this battle. If Liefeng loses again, there is really no hope for these martial arts gyms in Bingcheng. At this time, no one thinks that Changfeng's fighters will be stronger than Liefeng After all, there is only one Chen Jingchou who is quite famous, but it is obviously not enough to meet the Russian trio.
But when the live broadcast of the battle came out, everyone was taken aback.
The Russian trio is so strong, Gale's first fighter has a tendency to be unable to withstand it.
"Substitution, substitution! Who is this? A person I've never heard of before, who let him play, obviously isn't the opponent of the big Russian bear."
"Is there no one left in Liefeng? Where's Fu Chengya? Isn't he a first-class student in the No. 1 Middle School? Where's Shen Tuhua? Isn't he the top student in the No. 2 Middle School? Why don't you make it?"
"Are those upstairs blind? Didn't you see that Fu Chengya and Shen Tuhua are watching from below? It's time for them to play in a while. This match is a three-on-three battle. Two wins out of three, understand?"
"With two wins in three rounds, the first sentence is about to lose. I don't believe Gale can win two consecutive rounds."
"By the way! What about Lin Zhen? Lin Zhen is such a crazy guy, with a 99% improvement, an eighth-level fighter can defeat a warrior warrior. I heard that he also showed a super ability to hunt monsters in Yilan Town. Why not use such a powerful person? What is Dongfang Jun thinking?"
"I also support Lin Zhen. I also got news that Lin Zhen came back from Yilan many days ago. How did the strong wind hide him? If this battle is lost, Dongfang Jun will be absolutely responsible for it."
"Lin Zhen is not timid, Lin Zhen, you come out to me, now it is not the martial arts that needs you, but Huaxia needs you!"
"What's your name? The Russian trio is so powerful. Lin Zhen's embroidered pillow came for nothing. Deserters, cowards! I, Ouyang Yu, despise you!"
There was a fight in the arena, and Zhao Liang couldn't sit still below. He took out his cell phone and wanted to call Lin Zhen quietly.
But when the call was made, no one answered it.
Now Zhao Liang became a little anxious. The situation in the arena was clear. Meng Dong was not Nelov's opponent, and in Zhao Liang's view, Fu Chengya was not Eva's opponent either. As for whether Shentuhua could defeat Ivan, Zhao Liang Even without any hope, even if he wins and loses two in three games, Lie Feng will still lose.
Seeing Meng Dong's defeat, the corners of Zhao Liang's mouth were bubbling.