Fist Godzilla

Chapter 90
"Wow! Didn't he die after being beaten like this? What a pity, I still want to take this opportunity to dissect him."

Doctor Yingchu, who had a fractured phalanx and a twisted cervical spine the day before yesterday, is now wearing a white coat intact, followed by a little nurse in a sexy outfit.

He looked up and down at the comatose body of the Ten Ghost Snake King Ma.

This kind of tone and words made Bai Tangjing suspicious.

Doctor Yingchu didn't send him away to rest because his body was too ordinary and he wasn't interested in studying it?
Amidst the roar of excitement from the audience, Bai Tangjing returned to the tunnel where the contestants entered the arena.

"Have fun, Mirror."

Takemoto Jiu'an, who had been waiting for a long time, was walking towards him with Saeko and Garuda.

Before the person approached, the loud voice had already resounded and echoed in the corridor.

And faster than the sound was a petite but swift figure.

"Boom-"

As if he didn't believe that Bai Tangjing would be injured in the last game, Garuda rushed into the boy's arms with a speed that could send ordinary people into the hospital.

"That's great, Mirror! Let's win the Desperate Race all the way! Then even grandpa can't stop us from having a baby!"

Bai Tangjing hugged the koala-like girl in his arms, and put her down first.

After learning about Wu's family's concept of choosing a spouse, he has no dislike for Garuda.

After all, who can refuse a beautiful girl with long black hair, a good figure, and a little nervousness?

Moreover, the people of the Wu clan love strong people, just like ordinary people like people with good personality and good conditions.

In other words, under the influence of the family atmosphere, they generally believe that "strong" is a person's best character and the best condition for a person.

Of course, if the compatibility between the two is really high, it is also feasible to slightly lower the requirements in terms of "strongness".

(Answer the contempt for Mu Qiang, a woman from the Wu clan among book friends, who tends to look towards Qin Muchu in character. I think "strength" in their eyes is the same as "material conditions" in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is a must for marriage. But after getting married, not many women say that they will divorce immediately when they see someone with better financial conditions than themselves?)
But having said that, Bai Tangjing still wants to talk about things like having a baby after getting over the difficulties in the Ni Bodhisattva's life.

"I'm going to the lounge to recuperate." Bai Tangjing said while pressing his shoulder.

"You have never been to the player preparation room." Saeko immediately asked with concern, "Did you get injured during the competition?"

"That's right," Garuda hurriedly followed, "and the next match will be the duel between [Midang Zhiya] and Kuroki Xuanzhai, and the winner among them will be your opponent in the next match! At this time, give up the opportunity to watch the battle."

"It's not considered an injury," Bai Tangjing first told Saeko not to worry. "It's just that after using [Raksha Palm] and [Explosive Core] this time, I thought of something interesting."

First, he looked thoughtfully at his open and closed palms.

He turned his head and looked outside to the arena where the battle table had been released.

"And, master.

When you asked me to fight Kuroki Xuanzhai for you, you were sure that he would win, right? "

There was inexplicable affirmation in the boy's tone.

The burly old man, with his arms tucked into the big sleeves of his kimono, smiled happily, but he didn't answer his lover's question.

He addressed the two women instead.

"Okay, you two, trust his judgment at this time."

"A martial artist of Kuroki Xuanzhai's level will not increase his chances of winning just because you watch him fight a few more times."

"In contrast, adjusting your own state may be a good choice."

As he spoke, the burly old man dragged the reluctant Garuda and the slightly worried Saeko back to the auditorium.

It wasn't until the three of them left the field of vision that Bai Tangjing grabbed a black suit under the command of the film source on the road.

"Please take me to my lounge."

Ashamed to say, he really didn't even know the way since he hadn't been here once.

The professional man in the black suit didn't ask any more questions, just buried himself in bringing him to the place and prepared to leave.

"Trouble again," Bai Tangjing touched his chin, and stopped the black suit again.

"Can the air conditioner in this room turn on hot air?"

"Huh? Hot air?"

Although the black suit was surprised that this person wanted to blow hot air just after a fierce game, he still set the temperature quickly with his hands and feet.

Turn away.

But for some reason, the black suit who had just closed the door with his front feet immediately saw a trace of cold air from the crack of the door behind him, like an iced drink on a hot summer day.

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"Uncle Takemoto, you just said that watching Kuroki Xuansai's match will not improve your chances of winning. What do you mean?"

Sitting back in the auditorium, Saeko couldn't help asking the old man beside him.

She is a talented swordsman who has won honors in all levels of kendo competitions since she was a child.

I have been winning the Jade Dragon Flag since elementary school, and even entered the University of Tokyo because of it.

Although he is young, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of competitive games.

But what the old man said was against all the training knowledge she had made for competitions since she was a child.

Even an extremely powerful martial artist will definitely reveal his habit of moves and even his tactical thinking in a match of the intensity of Fist Wishing to Die.

These are the information that can be obtained in watching the game.

Why would it be useless?
"It's different, Saeko. He's different from all the powerful guys you remember."

Takemoto Jiuan looked at the black bear-like man on the field, his eyes shone with nostalgia.

"The strength of Kuroki Xuanzhai lies in its stability."

"There is no flamboyant special attack, even the so-called [Magic Spear] is nothing more than the result of body specialization that is naturally achieved after accumulated practice!"

"The body and skills that have been honed through the accumulation of hard work have no defects or weaknesses."

"If 'weaponizing the body' is the ultimate pursuit of karate, then Kuroki Gensai. This man is already the incarnation of this 'extreme'!"

"Facing this kind of man is the ultimate test of a martial artist's martial arts!"

"Hey, it's just a copy of Takemoto when he was young! It's really difficult."

Wu Huiliyang, who had already arrived at the special spectator seats of Film Source Mietang, gritted his back molars and explained the situation on the field to his old friend in front of him.

"Oh ho ho! Is the evaluation so high? Then Garner is really dangerous this time!"

In front of Patriarch Wu, Pianyuan Mietang was stroking his beard and laughing heartlessly.

It doesn't look like his subordinate [Mie Tang Zhi Ya] will step down from the position of the president of Fist Wish after losing.

It seems that they are really just excited to see a wonderful game.

Instead, it was Kuroki Gensai's employer, the president of Motorhead Corporation, who was also in this special seat.

Nervously, he lifted the cowboy hat on his head.

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