Chapter 347 Rapper Qibira

The name of Tokyo Dome goes without saying. It is a large stadium that can accommodate 55,000 people. It is a top stage for concerts, basketball, professional wrestling, and fighting competitions.

At this time, Aokiji was sitting in the background, constantly sighing through the broadcast on TV.

Before at the Yachiyo City Gymnasium, Aokiji felt that there were really too many people there. However, looking at the live broadcast on TV, Aokiji realized that he still lacked experience - such a big scene, shot from above. The audience below was as densely packed as ants. Compared with the ones seen in the dream training room, they were less conciliatory and even more enthusiastic and real.

Song Shanyan looked a little nervous. He licked his lips: "How is it? How do you feel?"

"I can't wait." Aokiji smiled and moved his shoulders: "It's really exciting to box in a place like this."

Seeing Aokiji's eagerness to try, Matsuyama Yan couldn't help but sigh: "You have such a big heart."

Comparing his feelings to his own, if he stood in such a place at his age, his heart would burst out of his chest.

Aokiji raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Don't you already know that?"

"Hahaha." Songshanyan was amused by his words, and his nervousness also eased a lot.

On the TV, after switching back and forth for a while, the live broadcast finally started.

In the center of the octagonal cage, a man in a suit and leather shoes with a very cool silver-white hair and sunglasses appeared. This man looked to be in his thirties, and his sunglasses were shaped like swimming goggles. It seemed a little funny at first, but on him, it seemed inexplicably appropriate.

His mere appearance caused a wave of exclamations.

Aokiji asked Songshanyan curiously: "Who is this person?"

"A Neon Legend level rapper, his songs are pretty good, his stage name is Qibira."

After Songshanyan's introduction, Aokiji still didn't understand much. He just nodded in understanding and looked at the TV.

On the TV screen in the locker room, Qibira raised one hand high: "Are! You! Ready! (Are you ready!)"

"YE!!" The audience's shouts were overwhelming, and even from the TV, you could hear how high everyone's emotions were.

"Raise your hands and say loudly, are you ready!" Qibira raised his voice, and the intervals between his words were very obvious, as if he was rapping in every sentence.

"YE!!" The sound that almost shook the roof made Qibila curl up his lips with satisfaction. He pressed his arm suddenly and looked around: "Whatsup! Tokyo!"

"Oh!!!" The surrounding audience cheered.

Looking at it, Aokiji felt that there was quite an atmosphere. It didn't look like a boxing show, but more like a concert.

Qibira did not disappoint Aokiji. He jumped around in the octagonal cage and shouted passionately: "Supernova Contest!"

"Here it comes!!!" His long-drawn roar was accompanied by an alarm sound that suddenly sounded in the background, instantly igniting the entire venue. The entire dome seemed to have exploded. A burst of howling ghosts and wolf howls gradually disappeared along with the alarm sound. , a violent drum beat suddenly struck.

Qibira nodded along with the rhythm, held the microphone high, shouted YO, YO, and cut into the rhythm.

"I don't know if you are prepared! But I have chosen the right path, YO, YO"

Qibila sang along with the music, and the atmosphere in the whole place suddenly seemed to be in a carnival.

Looking at this scene, Aokiji nodded in shock and sighed with unknown meaning: "Skr"

When Qibila's passionate rap ended, the atmosphere in the audience was completely heated up. Qibila gasped and waved his hand: "Supernova Contest! The semi-finals begin now!!"

The audience cheered, and Qibila was so excited that he raised his volume again: "Raise your volume!!"

The cheers rang out like an explosion again, and inside the venue, the sound equipment blasted again, enough for everyone to see clearly on the big screen. As the shocking music sounded, the figures of the eight contestants appeared on the big screen. On the screen.

As several heavyweight players showed their faces on the screen first, the last ones to appear were Uesugi Toto and Aoki Tsukasa.

As soon as the scene of Uesugi Toto came out, the BGM turned into a rapid violin symphony. With the sound of the symphony, row after row of subtitles appeared in his fighting highlights, and as the screen continued to flash at the speed of light, until After the last piano sound fell, the picture gradually dimmed.

"The Chosen One!"

"Star of tomorrow!"

"The noble man in the boxing ring!"

"Uesugi!!"

"Doto!!"

A group of women's piercing cheers rang out from the audience.

And just before they could cheer for long, the picture style on the big screen suddenly changed, a burst of dark and bright red lights flashed, a death knell rang, thunder and rain followed, and the sad voice of a female choir in the thunderstorm The sound sounded confused and eerie.

In the picture, a bald head suddenly emerged from the darkness.

Aokiji slowly raised his head in the darkness, and his post-processed pupils seemed to reflect a terrifying light, making his already somewhat sinister face look even more terrifying.

Then, the video seemed to be editing the highlights of Aokiji's fights in the form of a nightmare. In the darkness, Aokiji's various KO moves of his opponents continued to appear and disappear. Finally, the scene was fixed on Aokiji with blood on his face and a faint smile. superior.

"demon king!"

"Aokiji!"

As a row of large Chinese characters appeared on the screen, the blurry screen, as if the TV had malfunctioned, lasted for a few seconds and then stopped abruptly.

"Wow!" Even Qibira couldn't help but sigh: "Cool!"

But after the video was played, everyone's atmosphere became heated, and it was time for Qibila to get down to business. He picked up the microphone, looked at the audience, and raised his arms: "Are you ready for a fight? "

"Yes!!!" The audience responded very cooperatively.

"Are you ready for the beginning of tonight?"

Qibira's voice elicited a louder response.

"Then let me welcome the first group of contestants to the stage! Super terrifying killing machines! Super heavy tanks"

Aokiji turned his head and looked at Matsuyama Iwa with a smile: "We are in the fourth game, right?"

Song Shanyan nodded, Aoki Si thought for a moment, took out his cell phone and called Qiong.

Qiong answered the phone, a little surprised.

"Hello?" Qiong's voice was a little excited when he received the call.

"Are you watching the live broadcast?" Aokiji heard the sound of the TV on the phone.

Qiong hummed a little cautiously.

"After the third game starts, I want my aunt to watch it with you." Aokiji said with a smile.

Qiong responded obediently, and then she whispered: "Si must work hard!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely win! I will go to the countryside to find you tomorrow, but don't let me see you looking listless."

"Well!" Qiong's voice sounded a little happier because of Aokiji's concern.

Aokiji moved his shoulders a few times and twisted his neck, but something suddenly felt strange in his heart: It felt a little weird to say that he would go back to his hometown to find you after winning.

Qiong paused before speaking on the phone: "Then, come on!"

"Well!" After saying that, Qiong took the initiative and said, "Si, please adjust yourself! Don't worry, I have been taking medicine on time and eating according to Si's recipes recently. I also asked my mother for massages. My body is much better than before. "

Aokiji smiled softly upon hearing this: "Yes, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Aokiji twisted his neck and narrowed his eyes. During this period, he spent at least three days a week in the training room of the Medical Classics, so that he could break through to level seven in the Medical Classics skills almost instantly, and he was almost finished learning acupuncture.

After the boxing match was over, Qiong's body could finally start to recuperate, and as far as her current body was concerned, Qiong was good enough to go to school.

Not as good as

Take her with you?

Such an idea popped into Aokiji's head.

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PS: Orz, I really didn’t mean to be late. I’ve been writing really slowly these days because I skipped a lot of the original plot. In order to speed up this plot, I redid the outline, but I couldn’t write the save settings. It's scheduled, but it should be fine next month, and there will be some outbreaks.

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