Chapter 131

In the corridor leading to the arena.

An old man wearing a judo uniform, with gray temples and black-rimmed glasses walked forward slowly.

When he was about to reach the exit, his steps stopped

"Oh, Mo Jun, and everyone! The old man smiled with a surprised look on his face, touched the back of his head and said sheepishly:"I didn't expect you would come here to watch my game, but you may be disappointed. The game may be decided in just a few seconds." Win or lose."

In front of Shikawa Gangang, Mowen was wearing a yellow low-waisted undershirt and a black undershirt with a British style.

Next to Mowen, there were Kato Kiyosumi and Suedou Hou.

Even Izo from the headquarters came here.

"snort! That old man Tokugawa loves pranks so much that he actually arranged such a big opponent for you!"Kato Kiyosumi crossed his hands on his chest and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Yes, Luo Qiangharun is a plus-size contestant among the contestants! This is a bit too much!"Suedang Hou said unhappily.

Both of them were angry with Shibukawa Gou, because the difference in weight and height between the two sides was too obvious.

In this case, it is likely that no skills are needed, and the opponent Just rushing over and making a tackle may end the game.

If things go wrong with 443, Shibukawa's anger may be life-threatening.

"You guys are still too young."Izo Motobu shook his head, expressing different opinions.

Kato Kiyosumi frowned slightly,"What do you mean? Mo

Wen ignored them, looked at Shikawa and said angrily:"Mr. Shikawa, end the game early and conserve your strength. I'm waiting to duel with you.""

Shikawa Goki's strength has always been very good in the original work, and he was even called the Martial Saint. He is a proficient in

Aikido Kung Fu, and he has truly completed the body protection technique without using technology at all. When danger is approaching, , many phantoms will appear in front of him, blocking his progress. This kind of skill is simply unimaginable to Mo Wen. It is very similar to the path of sincerity described in a novel he read in his previous life. He can predict it in advance.

If you anticipate danger, you can avoid it and prevent yourself from being in danger.

This is the ultimate self-protection technique.

"Hehe, I didn’t expect Mo Jun to have so much confidence in me, so how could I live up to your kindness!"Shikawa Goki said with a smile.

Kato Kiyosumi and Suedou Hou looked puzzled.

They had only heard of Shibukawa Goki's name, but they understood that the size difference between the two sides was too big. No matter how skilled the old man was, Well, it’s impossible to defeat an opponent who weighs nearly three times more than him.む"I'm going to show up!"Shichuan Gang was smiling with a smile on his face. The folds on his face were squeezed together, but he looked so kind and kind.......

As the two contestants entered the arena, the audience roared and cheered.

"Live audience please watch! The size difference between the two can be said to be like an adult and a child competing!"

The host shouted excitedly

"Can such an unfair competition be allowed? ?"

"Luo Qiangharun is 195cm tall and weighs 139KG, while Shibukawa Gangqi is 155cm tall and weighs only 47KG!"

With the host's voice, the audience's shouts slowly stopped.

Just listen to the host say:"Martial Saint! Our neon admiration for this sentence cannot disappear, and today, we can witness with our own eyes the superb skills of the Martial Saint!"

"But someone should remember the fighting majesty of that martial saint. In actual combat situations, someone should see his perfect skills displayed in his hands! ?"

Shechuan Gangqi on the scene listened to the host's words, his expression gradually became serious, and his fists gradually clenched.

However, the host continued to say:"What are people worried about Wu Sheng?...He should not appear in the actual competition venue. Silent victory has always been a legend!"

"Fighting fans should know this clearly - the martial saint should be protected!!"

There were chaotic discussions in the audience, which seemed to be shaken by the host's words.

It seemed that the 75-year-old Shechuan Gangqi should not stand in the arena, but should be protected and guarded by everyone. That's right.

After all, if Martial Saint is defeated, people's longing for the title of Martial Saint will also be shattered.

Motobu shed a drop of cold sweat from his temples,"This bastard! Saying so has violated a taboo!"

No fighter will allow themselves to be said like this.

Mo Wen smiled and said,"As the host, even if you want to mobilize the atmosphere in the venue and stir up topics."

Although even he didn't understand whether the host said it sincerely or deliberately.

In the player lounge, he stupidly listened to the host saying the title of Wu Sheng many times, and said with some jealousy:"What's the matter? what the hell! If you say that, am I not a Martial Saint?"

He is already 55 years old, and his physical condition is at its final peak. Even if he is called a Martial Saint, it will be no problem.

Fudi Kesi on the side couldn't help but laugh and said:"Well...It's hard to define - one by one"

"Adoptive father, you can be said to be somewhere between a martial arts saint and an active player."Foolishly Katsumi said

"snort!"After hearing this, Yudi Dubu snorted dissatisfied.

This made Yudi Kesi scratch his cheek in distress.......

On the field.

Not listening to what the host said that made him unhappy, Shikawa took off his glasses angrily, turned around and looked at Mo Wen and said,"Mo Jun, can you keep these glasses for me?"

"You can use high-grade eyes made of tortoise shell. Please help me keep them carefully. He handed the glasses to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly and said after taking them,"Okay, if I break them, you can have as many pairs of glasses as you want.""

Look at MoWith an appearance of"I am rich, I am rich", Shibukawa Tsuyoshi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I almost forgot, you are still a rich man...All right."

He turned around with piercing eyes. He didn't look like a 75-year-old man at all.

At this moment, the referee just announced the start of the game.

Boom!

The moment the drums sounded.

Luo Qiangharun was like He rushed towards Shechuan Gangqi like a tiger.

In his eyes, it was impossible for a short old man like Shechuan Gangqi to threaten or harm him, but just like his manager Sam said.

In the arena, going all out to knock down your opponent is the only way to respect your opponent.

"Even if you are an old man, I will go all out to defeat you, which can be regarded as a little respect for you, the martial saint!"Luo Qiangharun thought like this, holding an iron fist as big as a casserole, and swung it towards Shechuan Gangqi in front of him.

But at this moment, Shechuan Gangqi moved.......

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