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"I'm sorry, I didn't scare you."

Su Qing turned back, looked at Li Tiexin and smiled.

"Gulu~" Li Tiexin's throat surged, he swallowed, and smiled dryly: "No... how could it be."

"Then why are your legs shaking?" Su Qing asked.

Li Tiexin glanced down at the uncontrollable long legs, then raised his head and smiled: "I have a problem since I was a child. When I see a particularly handsome boy, I can't help but want to shake my legs."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't see it, you are really smart." Su Qing pinched her face.

Li Tiexin was subconsciously annoyed: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Su Qing narrowed her eyes.

Li Tiexin laughed dryly, and then changed the conversation: "You...do you want to pinch the other side of my face? It feels better."

"Then I'm welcome." Su Qing rubbed her hands together and put Li Tiexin into a different expression.

Li Tiexin has a strong smile o(≧mouth≦)o

…………

In the evening, Jiangzhou Gymnasium.

The outside is full of UFC promotional posters.

The spectators who finally got tickets are entering the venue under the arrangement of the staff, and the atmosphere is warm.

Those who did not get tickets are waiting to watch the live broadcast.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the gym was officially closed.

"Good evening, and welcome to the 250th UFC Fight Night. I'm Zhao Wei, the host."

That's right, the host is from the country of Xia, and he speaks the language of the country of Xia, which was specially requested by Su Qing.

In the Xia country, do you still speak your mother's bird language?

However, if it is broadcasted simultaneously to other countries, it will be translated into languages ​​such as English or Korean.

At the beginning, the UFC organizers disagreed, strongly opposed it, and even cancelled the competition.

But after Su Qing threw a large check in front of them, they reluctantly agreed.

No way, I blame him for giving too much.

"Tonight's match will be delegated by the amateur player, Mr. Su Qing, chairman of Zijin Group, to challenge the previous champion, the South Korean boxing champion. I am really looking forward to it."

"In addition, the organizer specially invited Mr. Umekawa Uchiku from the island country to serve as a referee."

In the game hosted by the beautiful Chinese, the Xia people beat the South Koreans and let the island people be the referees.

That's what makes me feel.

"The first to appear is the South Korean boxing champion Quan Dangshi, who is 25 years old this year, 176 in height and 77 kilograms in weight. He has won championships and runners-up in many international competitions, and is currently the most likely person to hit the Asian boxing champion..."

In the host's introduction, Quan Dangshi wore the national flag on a stick, walked to the ring with a shake, and then took off the national flag, revealing his muscles.

"Come on Oppa! Oppa wins!"

"Long live South Korea! Destroy the Xia people!"

"Boxing champion! Boxing champion! Boxing champion!"

Quan Danglic's fans roared, blushing and thick necks, as if they had drunk fake wine.

"The next person to play is Su Qing. He is 20 years old this year, 185 in height and 85 kilograms in weight. This is his first time participating in a fighting competition, and his first battle..."

South Korea let Quan Dangshi wear the national flag, so naturally Xia Guo would not be shabby. Before the start of the game, the Jiangzhou official sent a national flag to Su Qing.

Su Qing came slowly wearing the national flag of Xia.

The point is, he looks better.

In the face of this kind of handsome guy, fans of Quan Dangshu can't open their eyes and talk nonsense so as to attack his appearance.

And there are several female fans who want to get rid of fans on the spot.

"Come on Su Dong! Su Dong wins!"

"Su Dong is invincible! Destroy everything!"

"Come on, come on! Su Qing wins!"

The audience erupted in a tsunami-like cry, the sound was deafening like a thunderous roar.

In the ring, Su Qing and Quan Dangshu sat in a corner each, looking at each other.

Quan Dangshu showed a mocking smile and raised a middle finger: "I will beat you up hard, Xia Guo Kung Fu is trash and should have been abandoned long ago!"

Daily provocation with gestures and words to humiliate opponents before the game, this is what the sticks are good at.

This will help them to be beaten harder during the game. After all, they have come, and they will go back without being beaten. Wouldn't it be in vain?

"Fuck! You are **** when you step on a horse! Come on Su Dong, bring him back to his hometown in South Korea to make kimchi!"

"Su Dong killed him, taught him what it means to speak human words, and made him dare not take the stage again in this life!"

"Break him up..."

The audience immediately exploded with anger, and the organizers liked Quan Dang to grant such a rhythmic player.

"Clang clang clang..."

The first round started, because it was a championship challenge, so a total of five merges were played.

As the game started, the audience also quieted down. Referee Mei Chuan Neiku stood between Su Qing and Quan Dangzhu, and then waved down.

With the referee backing away, the game begins.

Quan Dangshu took a few steps and hooked at Su Qing: "Give you a chance to punch."

"Okay." Su Qing smiled very nuclearly, but the next moment it was like a nuclear bomb was fired, and the fist was like thunder.

Bang!

Quan Dangshu flew out, his body slammed into the octagonal cage, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Whoa!

There was an uproar in the audience.

The South Korean audience was immediately stunned. Why did Quan Dangshu suddenly become so unscrupulous?

The Xia Guo audience was collectively excited.

"Fuck! That's it! Wasn't it arrogant just now? There's something to try again!"

"Say the fiercest words and suffer the worst beatings!"

"I'm dying of laughter, is this the strength of the South Korean boxing champion? I thought he was a comedian."

Quan Dangshuo shook his head, regained some consciousness, wiped the blood on his face, and looked at Su Qing with a serious look: "I have to be serious."

He really underestimated the enemy at first, and Su Qing's punch made him ruthless and wanted to find a way back.

Su Qing smiled, flew a kick, and Quan Dangzhu immediately lowered his head. This kick hit the octagonal cage, booming, and the iron cross column connecting the octagonal dragon was directly kicked, and the iron octagonal tower was torn apart. .

In an instant, the whole place fell silent.

Quan Dangshu was frightened, his face turned pale, he glanced at the crooked horizontal column, urinated on the spot, and slapped the octagonal cage frantically: "I won't fight, let me out, I admit defeat, I won't fight anymore, I quit!"

He was here to compete, not to commit suicide. Life is more important than face.

After all, the UFC has killed people before.

This horse, can he survive a kick?

Also hit a hammer.

boom!

After a brief silence, the audience suddenly exploded, and the live broadcast room was also swiped by the screen.

"Crap! It's a plant!"

"Octagonal cage: I cracked on the spot when I stepped on the horse!"

"Is this Nima still human? No wonder he dares to go deep into the crime den alone to save the victim."

"This is Xia Guo Kung Fu! Who dares to say that I can't fight Xia Guo Kung Fu? There are only people who can't fight in this world, and there is no Kung Fu that can't be fought!"

"Quan Dangzhu was frightened and stupid. Look at the way he took the octagonal cage. He died laughing and died socially."

Listening to the exclamations, discussions and laughter of the audience, the faces of the South Korean audience who came from all over the place turned blue and white, and they felt that their faces were lost.

However, the stick is best at showmanship, and a group of people immediately followed the audience of Xia Guo to support Su Qing.

Who is authorized? They had never heard of this person. They came all the way to the scene to support Su Qing, that's all.

"Su Qing Oppa is so handsome! Oppa is so fierce!"

"I came to Xiaguo on purpose to support Oppa!"

"Su Qing Ouba is invincible in the world..."

Seeing a group of sticks cheering more fiercely than themselves, the audience in Xia Guo fell into deep silence.

Could it be that...we are the South Korean audience?