Seven character cards for opening rewards

Chapter 845

The last finals.

The opening part is a little more complicated than before.

This is also impossible, and the program team is also trying to make up enough time.

After tossing for half an hour, Ning Lang finally walked up from the backstage, and the audience was several times larger than before. The deafening sound made Ning Lang feel a little uncomfortable.

After the four instructor seats were seated, the host began to talk about the rules of the finals on the stage.

The rules are also very simple.

wheel battle.

The three players need to draw lots to decide which two will play first, and whoever wins will stay on the field for the next game. The one who wins two games in a row is the champion, the one who wins one game is the runner-up, and the one who loses all is the third place. If both teams lose, there will be another round.

The rules have been read out.

Under the yelling of the host, the three contestants walked onto the stage.

On average, four programs are recorded a month, and nine programs have been recorded. It has been two months. It can be said that their two-month hard work is only for the last program.

Looking at the audience on the field, Zhan Taichuan, Liu Haiquan, and Chu Feng were all a little excited.

"Okay, let's ask the three players to draw lots. There is a small ball among the three balls. If the small ball is red after opening, they will play first. If the blue ball is drawn, they can play in the second round. "

"Three contestants, do you understand the rules?"

"understood."

The staff pushed up a glass box. Inside the box were three balls that looked exactly the same. The three players drew lots in the order of promotion.

Zhan Taichuan was lucky and got the only blue ball.

However, Chu Feng and Liu Haiquan don't need to stay on stage, because there is still an exhibition match for mentors before they win the championship.

The host impassionedly announced the news of the exhibition match. When the audience heard that the four instructors were about to enter the stage, cheers and screams immediately resounded throughout the venue.

When the host said that Ning Lang was going to fight three with one.

The audience looked at Ning Lang enviously and infatuatedly.

Those fiery gazes looking at Ning Lang next to him made Jiang Congwu feel very uncomfortable. He wondered why the young man beside him had all these things.

I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and after my spiritual energy recovered, in order to improve my realm, I spent a lot of time and energy to get all kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs, and only then did I have everything I have now.

Him, why?
"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's invite the four instructors to come on stage first."

Seeing Zhang Tianshun and Chen Sheng get up one after another, Ning Lang also walked onto the ring.

The host asked a few questions about the entertainment atmosphere, and soon stepped off the stage, and the ring was handed over to Ning Lang and the four of them.

"Zhang Daochang, Teacher Chen, Principal Jiang, what are we going to do in this exhibition game?"

Zhang Tianshun smiled and said, "I can do anything."

Chen Sheng also echoed, "Me too."

Jiang Congwu stepped on the ground suddenly, and the whole person jumped into the air. Fortunately, the venue is large enough, and the top is open-air, so it is indeed more enjoyable to fly into the air.

Seeing this, Ning Lang, Zhang Tianshun, and Chen Sheng glanced at each other, and they also flew into the air amidst bursts of exclamations from the audience.

Although the number of aliens is increasing, there are still many ordinary people, and many of them are F-level or G-level aliens, and flying in the air is still far away for them.

Because the rule was set that Ning Lang played one against three, so Ning Lang was on the left alone, and Jiang Congwu and the others were on the right.

Ning Lang said: "Then let's not waste time, the three of you just make a move."

"Since Principal Ning said so, then we will not be polite."

Ning Lang smiled slightly, and looked at the three people opposite him calmly.

Jiang Congwu took the lead. After all, he was a stranger who had broken through to the cave. The moment he clenched his hands into fists, the aura quickly covered his fists. From the perspective of the audience, it seemed that his hands were glowing. Same.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Congwu suddenly stepped into the air, and rushed towards Ning Lang with a fist at an extremely fast speed. A harsh noise erupted when his body rubbed against the air. Just when his fist was about to hit Ning Lang's chest, Ning Lang just turned sideways He dodged the punch.

This scene happened too fast.

The audience couldn't see clearly anymore, they only heard a bang, and Jiang Congwu and Ning Lang were fighting together. Since every punch could release aura, the visual effect was very good.

The director also kept asking the camera teacher to adjust the angle, and the whole person seemed very excited.

Zhang Tianshun and Chen Sheng saw that Ning Lang was more than enough to deal with Jiang Congwu alone, so they rushed towards Ning Lang together. Ning Lang never fought back. Since he received money from the program team, he had to help with this matter. If he beat the three of them to the ground as soon as he came up, then this exhibition match would not be interesting at all.

So Ning Lang didn't attack at all, and let the three of them make moves to their heart's content. Anyway, the audience were all laymen, so they only needed to enjoy watching and listening.

Wait long enough, and then end this exhibition match.

The biggest problem facing Ning Lang now is, what to do next, so as not to hurt the three of them. Ning Lang originally thought that Jiang Congwu and the three of them had also broken through to the Dongfu Realm anyway, and their strength should not be too weak Go, but... After a few simple fights, Ning Lang found that they were much weaker than he imagined. I am afraid that if Li Huaijin came over, he could easily win against the three of them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The audience watched with wide-eyed eyes.

Ning Lang stood with his hands behind his back, dodging in various ingenious ways.

After about ten minutes passed, Ning Lang already felt that the physical strength of the three of them was exhausted, and Jiang Congwu, who was the most aggressive among the three, was still gritting his teeth and attacking.

Ning Lang really wanted to laugh.

What kind of enmity and grievance is this? It's just an exhibition match. It's good for you to fight for your life.

It should be almost time.

Facing the three people attacking at three positions at the same time, a gust of wind blew under Ning Lang's feet, and he stepped back a few feet in an instant. He looked at Zhang Tianshun and Chen Sheng who were panting heavily, and then glanced at the red-faced Jiang Congwu smiled lightly and said, "Is there anything you three have left undone? If not, then I will attack."

The audience held their breath and looked at the four people in mid-air.

After fighting for such a long time, both Zhang Tianshun and Chen Sheng knew that they were not Ning Lang's opponent at all. Zhang Tianshun was the most open-minded. He smiled and said, "Principal Ning, don't be too cruel."

"I try my best."

The voice just fell.

Ning Lang's figure disappeared in the same place. Before Zhang Tianshun and Chen Sheng could react, Ning Lang came behind them and pushed out two palms.

Even though Ning Lang tried his best to suppress the power, when the two forces pushed behind the two, the two were directly blown away.

Ning Lang sighed in his heart, and with a flick of his hand, two gusts of 'wind' lifted the two of them up, preventing them from being so embarrassed that they fell to the ground.

"Principal Jiang, can we finish this?"

"It's not that simple, give me another punch!"

Ning Lang really didn't think that Jiang Congwu would not give up. This is really ignorant and fearless, that's all, if this is the case, I will help you.

When Jiang Congwu threw his punch at Ning Lang, Ning Lang didn't hide, but threw out the same punch.

"Oh!"

The fists collided together, and the next moment, a painful cry sounded in the air, and Jiang Congwu quickly fell to the ground, his left hand tightly clutching his right fist, and his facial features were twisted together.

Ning Lang fluttered down, and said indifferently: "Principal Jiang, I have accepted it."

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(End of this chapter)