Chapter 279 Begins (1/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 279 Begins (13 guaranteed)

"The much-anticipated Chiba Division Qualifying Tournament has finally begun!"

It was still the familiar roaring voice of the host. His hoarse voice was a bit deeper than yesterday, but his expression was as excited as ever.

"Today! It will be decided which two players in the Chiba Division can break through and advance to the top 16!"

The host waved his hand, and behind him, the big screen in front of the contestants' entrance channel suddenly lit up. The lights flashed throughout the arena, and the edited passionate scenes flashed on the screen. The exciting BGM sounded, and the entire venue fell into chaos. Among the cheers.

"Next, let's welcome the four contestants to the weigh-in!"

It was said to be a weighing ceremony, but in fact it was only one day away, and there was no need to weigh in at all - this was a process specially developed by the program team to allow the contestants to chat with each other.

The lights flickered, and the four corners of the venue suddenly lit up.

Four beams of light shined at the four corners, and four contestants in different clothes stood among them with stern expressions. They waved around as the lights lit up, causing a burst of cheers.

"The Great Demon King Aoki!"

"Yachiyo no Dragon!"

"Zombie rat! Charge!"

"Electric baton! Shock them!"

Aokiji stood on a high platform deliberately arranged by the program team with a calm expression. In front of him was a weight measuring instrument, surrounded by media holding cameras. The separated audience were waving their arms desperately at Aokiji. , kept cheering.

"First contestant to weigh in!"

"Electric baton! Ping Dunya!"

"Height 177 cm! Wingspan 180 cm! Weight!"

When Ping Dun, who was called an electric baton, also stepped onto the weighing instrument and his weight was displayed on the screen, the host shouted: "140 pounds!"

Ping Dun was also standing on the weighing scale. Someone around him had prepared a microphone. He grabbed him and said with a ferocious expression: "I am the number one in Chiba!"

"No matter who you meet today, be prepared to be paralyzed!"

Pingdun also roared angrily, slapped his chest hard, and handed the microphone back, but at this time, the wound on his cheek had not healed, and there was still a bruise on his arm - this was enough to show that it was not easy for him to win yesterday. .

"Next! From Futtsu City, Chiba! Height is 1.67 meters, weight is 154 pounds! Wingspan is 1.73 meters! Yonghu Boxing Gym! Zombie Rat! West! Mountain! Hui!"

Nishiyama Hui's thick body looked more muscular under the light. He raised his arms to show off his muscles and took the microphone: "No one can knock me down! No one!"

His words were brief, but he was confident. He raised his chin, and his ordinary face looked particularly ferocious against the backdrop of his muscles.

"Next!"

"Twenty-four fights, twenty-one wins and sixteen KOs in my life!"

"Height 178 centimeters!"

"The wingspan is 185 centimeters!"

"Weight 151 pounds!"

"Yachiyo no Dragon!"

"loose!"

"Mountain!"

"dragon!"

Aaron's expression looked a little gloomy. He had no idea that he was the third person to be introduced - as we all know, the last person to appear is the protagonist.

He grabbed the microphone suddenly, his expression looking ferocious and terrifying: "Listen, some guys may only be able to play one wonderful game in their lifetime, but I will destroy the opponent in front of me in every game!"

"I don't care who you are! No matter where you are! Pray to your God! If you meet me, you will die!"

"Finally! Fake, all of you!" Matsuyama Ryu threw Mike to the side, walked off the weighing instrument with an angry expression, and walked backstage.

His words prompted cheers from his fans, but also boos from others.

The host smiled awkwardly, turned around, took a deep breath, and shouted to the audience: "The last one!"

"Height 180 cm! Wingspan 186 cm! Age 17 years old, from Matsuyama Fight Club, Yachiyo City, Chiba!"

"Star of tomorrow!"

“It’s in full swing!”

"demon king!"

"green!"

"Wood!"

"manage!"

Aokiji raised his arms high and nodded lightly to the audience around him. His expressionless face was filled with contempt. The audience around him let out some harsh cheers and screams. Aokiji looked around and saw that someone had already done it. Well, support cards such as 'Aoki the Great Demon King' were waved at him vigorously.

Taking the microphone handed over by the staff, Aokiji was completely different from the emotional Aaron before. He said in a calm and relaxed tone: "It's a bit boring."

"I have already started studying my opponent for the next match." After finishing speaking, Aokiji handed the microphone to the staff, put the jacket handed to him by Matsuyama Iwa over his shoulders, and walked backstage.

Invisible pretense is the most deadly.

Aokiji's calm expression and words were faithfully recorded by the camera. On the screen, his contemptuous expression and eyes were not exaggerated at all, as if he was stating a fact.

With an extremely cold face full of fierceness, he waved his hands to the camera, and Aokiji walked into the backstage, with cheers behind him.

The host looked at the contestants who all walked backstage without waiting for him to explain the process. He looked a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and said loudly: "Next, today's lottery ceremony will be held! After the lottery, today's opponent will be decided. !”

Of course, perhaps only a handful of people believe that the lottery is real. Anyway, the boxers probably already know who their opponents are, so they are either in a hurry to go back and warm up, or they continue to study their opponents. No one cares about the host's fancy stuff.

Today's backstage dressing room is more spacious than the place where Aokiji stayed before. Everyone in the boxing gym is sitting in it, and it doesn't seem crowded.

Aokiji moved his body, waiting for the result of the draw.

"The first contestant in the first game is!" The host held his hand in the opaque black plastic box for a while before grabbing a small plastic ball, unscrewing the ball, and taking out the note inside. Come out and show it to the cameras.

"Ah! It's the electric baton player Atsuya Hei!" The host's expression was very surprised, but Aokiji in the audience raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Matsuyama Iwa.

Sure enough, the next contestant drawn was Aaron!

"Then the first match will be between Atsushi Taira and Ryu Matsuyama! The second match will be between Tsukasa Aoki and Teru Nishiyama!"

Aokiji shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems to be as we guessed."

"Yes!" Song Shanyan said with a nervous expression: "Our tactical analysis this afternoon is mainly focused on Xishan Hui, so we should be very confident."

Aokiji nodded, but couldn't help but frown slightly: "But I always feel that this guy seems to be hiding a move that he didn't use. Yesterday's wrestling was certainly exciting, but I think it was more like improvising. I think this guy is very good. There may be something else in the arsenal."

"Just be careful." Old John seemed quite calm and full of confidence in Aokiji: "No matter what cold moves there are, as long as you are prepared, it won't be a big problem."

Aokiji nodded, stood up, and began to move: "Indeed, Nishiyama Teru's shortcomings are also obvious. As long as he can't withstand my fist, he will definitely die. Even if he can resist, I may not be able to defeat him. he."

"here we go."

Andy suddenly spoke out, staring at the TV in the room.

Aokiji stopped talking and moved his body while looking at Aaron walking out of the player tunnel with an arrogant look on the TV amidst the roar of background music.