At Sun Gang's signal, the referee started the countdown half a minute early.
"Master Sun, as long as the countdown is over, you will be rich! Don't forget to treat us when the time comes!" Ling Xiao said proudly from the side.
Sun Gang smiled sinisterly, raised his brows, and said with infinite pride, "Old place, there are as many girls as you want to choose from. I'm afraid you'll run out of energy and die!"
"Okay, with what Mr. Sun said, even if I take Viagra every now and then, I will still hold on!" Ling Xiao also said with a sly smile.
"If Ling Feng doesn't show up in the last three seconds! Consider it a forfeit and admit defeat!" The elegant student wearing glasses shouted with a loudspeaker.
"What are you talking about? Hurry up and finish the countdown!" Sun Gang glared at him fiercely.
"three!"
"two!"
Just when he was about to call out.
"slow!"
The crowd looked behind.
I saw Ling Feng looking carefree and walking towards this side with a cigarette in his mouth!
"Damn, I want to compete with Ozawa-kun in the ring right now! I can even knock him down!"
"That's right! He actually has the nerve to show up? That's embarrassing!"
"This kind of person is not worthy of being a Chinese at all!"
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Ling Feng ignored the cynicism of these people. If they didn't do this, Ling Feng would feel strange! The Chinese nation has always been a strange nation. In normal times, internal fighting is fierce. Mr. Lu Xun's works are full of onlookers.
.They dare not stand up themselves, so they spit and despise those who do stand up!
This is the mentality of these onlookers. They are distorted and deformed. From top to bottom, no one is united. If one day, the people of China are truly united, that will be the arrival of a real new era!
Although the crowd pointed and jeered, they still consciously made way for Ling Feng!
Ling Feng walked to the stage! He smiled and looked at Ozawa Kun, who was wearing a kimono and clogs, a white cloth band on his head, and a red sun between his eyebrows! "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting!"
Ozawa Kun looked at him with disdain, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "You actually dare to show up? Should I admire your courage? Or should I laugh at your ignorance?"
Ling Feng still smiled and said, "You know? What I like most is communicating with you like this. In front of you island people, I discovered that I am also a tall man!"
"You..." Ozawa Kun was angry. "What Chinese people like most is gossiping? The winner will be decided on the stage by those who are capable!"
Ozawa-kun took two steps, lifted his feet off the ground at the same time, and jumped to a height of about 1.5 meters. That was his height!
Everyone took a breath, being able to jump onto the stage with both feet so easily. Even those who were 1.81 meters tall did not dare to pat their chests and say that they could do it!
Ozawa Kun had already shown off, and thousands of onlookers looked at Ling Feng, wanting to see how he got up!
Ling Feng smiled slightly and climbed up the ladder casually!
The embarrassed people turned their heads one after another, it was so fucking embarrassing!
Some people even left early because they really didn’t have the face to watch anymore!
Just when Ling Feng came on stage, the gentle referee came over with a serious look on his face, "I'm sorry, please throw away the cigarette!"
Ling Feng shrugged and threw down the cigarette butt directly!
"Okay, you two, do you have anything to say?" The referee was very satisfied with his authority.
"No, either I can't get up, or I kneel down and beg for mercy!" Ozawa-kun grinned.
"I have no objection at all!" Ling Feng was still very relaxed.
"Okay, let's divide it into two halves, with a ten-minute break in the middle!" the referee said.
"No! I'm worried that you Chinese people will go down in a short time!" Ozawa Kun was very arrogant.
"It's true!" Ling Feng smiled mysteriously.
"Okay, now the competition officially begins!" The referee stood between the two, slashed with his right hand, and quickly stepped aside.
"Wait a minute!" Ling Feng suddenly shouted.
"What's the matter with you?" the referee said with a dark face.
"I would like to ask, if one party steps down, how should it be calculated?"
"Direct loss!" the referee said impatiently. "Any more questions?"
"No more!" Ling Feng smiled brightly.
"Start!" the referee announced again.
"Seeking death!" Ozawa Kun slowly took a few steps back, then directly exerted his strength, rushed forward, jumped up, straightened his right leg, curled up his left leg, and kicked Ling Feng in the chest. He must be hard.
Severely humiliate this boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
"Hide! Hide!" After seeing this scene, some students below clenched their fists nervously and shouted.
"I guess he was so dumbfounded that he didn't even know how to hide! Shame on you!"
Ling Feng was still standing there, just when Ozawa-kun's kick was about to hit his chest. It was too late, but it was so fast, Ling Feng quickly dodged sideways, and no one could see clearly what happened.
This Ozawa-kun kicked the air directly in a cool and unrestrained movement, knocking himself off the stage!
The audience suddenly became eerily quiet. No one understood why this was happening? Could it be the end of this!
Each one's mouth is wide enough to hold an egg!
Until Ling Feng himself broke the silence and waved his hand in front of the equally astonished referee, "Referee, does this mean I won?"
"Uh..." The referee didn't know what to say.
"That doesn't count!" Sun Gang roared.
"Why doesn't it count?" Ling Feng looked at him with a smile. "The referee just said that if you fall off the stage, you will lose! Could it be that Master Sun just lost because of the Japanese and you have to pay for it, so you want to manipulate the competition arrogantly?
? Then just declare me the loser! Why bother! If you act like this, those students will think you are cheating!"
Suddenly at this time, those students who had not recovered just now suddenly exploded, shouting one after another, "Forget it, why doesn't it count? If you have already fallen, you lose!"
"Yes, we China won! Even if I lose money, I am willing!"
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The sounds come and go, one wave after another!
Sun Gang instinctively wanted to threaten these students tyrannically, but Ling Xiao held him back. Ling Xiao was calmer than him now. Sun Gang's lack of calmness completely offended the entire Binhai University and the entire nation. If
If someone takes the opportunity to stir up trouble, then Sun Gang's future will be over!
At this time, Ozawa Kun stood up from the ground in embarrassment and anger. The clogs under his feet had been broken. He threw off the clogs angrily, leaving his feet bare. He rushed onto the stage and roared at Ling Feng.
, "I was careless just now! I want to start over!"
Ling Feng looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Japanese, you can't afford to lose and want to default on your debt, right? If so, say so! We Chinese people are very generous and can allow you to act rogue!"
"Fart! What you did just now doesn't count! Do it again!" Ozawa Kun's face turned green.
There were boos and boos from the audience.
"Oh! The Japanese cannot afford to lose! The Japanese are embarrassed!"
"What a shame! These are the Japanese!"
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Ling Feng looked at him in embarrassment, "Oze, you are making things difficult for me! If you act like this, I will be scared. If I beat you again later, you are acting rogue and it doesn't count! Then how can I
Don’t I want to play with you forever?”
"Don't worry! I will definitely keep my word!" Ozawa Kun said with a dark face. He desperately wanted to save his face for his carelessness just now.
"You keep your word? With so many people listening just now, you can blatantly act rogue. How do you expect me to trust you Japanese?" Ling Feng seizes every opportunity he can to humiliate the Japanese and the islanders.
In terms of eloquence, this Xiao Zekun is obviously not on the same level as Ling Feng. What's more, Chinese is Ling Feng's specialty. Although his Xiao Zekun speaks Chinese so well, but when it comes to debate, it is...
I went to my grandma’s house to suffer a loss!
At this time, another Japanese man wearing a kimono came on stage. He was slightly taller than Ozawa Kun, about 1.55 meters tall.
"Mr. Ling, I'm afraid you are too weak to win, right? Everyone has seen that Xiao Zekun slipped and fell by himself! It seems that Mr. Ling didn't even touch Xiao Zekun. If it ends like this, then
Isn’t it too unreasonable? At that time, everyone will only say that Chinese martial arts has declined, and Judo can only be defeated by luck!"