College Super God System

Chapter 792 Unbelievable

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the old man in the middle of the arena slowly clasped his fists.

"I lost!" the old man said slowly.

The Shaolin monk finally put down his right leg, stood upright, and then bent down to salute.

"Assigned."

Immediately afterwards, the old man looked at the referee in the distance and made a gesture.

That was the gesture of admitting defeat.

After the referee saw it, he immediately announced loudly, "The winner of this game is Li Dehou!"

The verdict stunned the audience.

"What? This wins?"

"Hey! The two of them haven't played against each other yet, how can they declare victory?"

"But it was the old man who gave up directly, so of course the other party won."

"However, if you didn't make a move at all, how could you lose?"

"That's right! We need an explanation!"

"Could it be a shady scene! Collect money, and then deliberately lose the game!"

"That's right! It must be a shady one!"

The audience present were full of enthusiasm, and plastic bottles were thrown out one by one.

The referee saw the chaos at the scene and knew that the situation was not good.

"Well, can you explain to me what you were doing just now and why you gave up before the two of you fought against each other. If you don't give the audience an explanation, I'm afraid it will cause riots later."

The referee said to the old man and the Shaolin monk.

At this time, the old man also picked up the microphone in the referee's hand and explained through the radio.

"The two of us just competed on internal strength! After all, we are considered a family in terms of martial arts attainments, and our moves can be said to be comparable, so the final competition is also on the level of internal strength."

"Just now we all relied on our own concentration to stand firm, but in the last 30 seconds, my breathing was not balanced, so my body shook slightly. Although I have practiced for decades, I still lost to this Little brother, the gap in my internal strength is very different from this little brother. Even if I fight, I can't beat it, so it's better to admit defeat. Although this little brother is young, his internal strength is already superb. I am not as good as an old man, I am not as good as..."

After the old man finished speaking, he returned the microphone to the referee, put his hands behind his back, shook his head, sighed, and left step by step.

The Shaolin monk clasped his palms together, bowed slightly, and left the arena as well.

"This... is this the end?" Ye Bingning stared at the two people on the field.

"What a pit!"

"Is this the promotion match for the finals? If so, I won't watch the next finals."

"You ordinary people, I really don't understand, this is the most exciting match." A person in Taoist uniform behind Ye Bingning said softly.

"What?" Ye Bingning looked back and found a Taoist priest sitting behind her.

"The superficial kung fu, no matter how gorgeous it is, is not as good as the real strength. You can only see the surface, but not the inside. It's sad..."

After the Taoist finished speaking, he shook his head again.

"You are pathetic!" Ye Bingning cried unwillingly.

"Don't you see, did that horse participate in the battle of Taekwondo black belt master Kim Sung-min? Although Ma Shen didn't have gorgeous moves, he knocked down Kim Sung-min who had cool kicks with just one punch. This is the difference in inner strength. Dazhiruoyu , It’s a coincidence that doesn’t work!”

"Are you talking about the match between my brother and that black belt in Taekwondo? That's true, of course my brother is the best!" Ye Bingning stopped being angry when she heard the Taoist praise her brother Lin Ming.

"According to what Pindao saw, the champion of this martial arts competition is likely to be the seemingly dull Ma Shen." The Taoist stroked his beard, and then looked at Lin Ming who was sitting in the distance.

"You are stupid! My brother doesn't bother to pose!"

"Okay, stop arguing, the next game has already started." Chen Xiaomeng immediately pulled Ye Bingning back.

At this time, Lin Ming on the viewing platform suddenly heard a ringing bell.

He took out his mobile phone and found that it was Du Jiaqi calling.

Lin Ming immediately connected the phone.

"Hello? What's the matter?" Lin Ming asked.

"Boss Lin! We have already negotiated with the oil suppliers in the Middle East, and now we can sign a contract to import oil." Du Jiaqi said on the phone.

"So fast? Your efficiency is really high."

"I have contacted ten suppliers here, and they should be able to lower the price to [-] dollars per barrel, so that we can make tens of millions more profits in one trip."

"Very good, then send over the information of those suppliers, I'll study it first." Then, Lin Ming looked at the schedule of the Martial Arts Conference at hand, and found that the final is three days later, "Also, give me Make an appointment for the flight route, and three days later, I will go to the Middle East to negotiate, and let Bivis and the others prepare for it."

"Okay, I'll let them study the geographical situation over there and prepare in advance to avoid the accidental kidnapping like last time."

"Haha, your news is very well-informed."

"Boss Lin's unexpected encounter is the responsibility of my insufficient intelligence collection."

"Don't blame yourself, you did a good job, but it's a good thing they didn't kill me directly, but the Middle East side should also investigate well, the last time was lucky, if you encounter a sneak attack next time, it may not be so Good luck."

"Yes, I will study the information, and then let Beavis and the others make complete preparations and plans to deal with various emergencies. Here I have prepared Plan A, Plan B and Plan C. Does Mr. Lin want to Check it out?"

"Your efficiency is really high, well, send those plans as well, let me have a look."

"Yes, Mr. Lin, it will be sent to your mailbox now."

"Ah."

"Mr. Lin, there is another situation. Most of the refinery workers of the oil company are at home because the stock of crude oil is almost exhausted. Do you think it is necessary to lay off workers?"

"No, there will be a lot of crude oil imports in the future. Not only do not layoffs, but also recruit more workers for me, otherwise our production capacity will not keep up, and the contract with South America will be breached."

"I understand."

"Look at our production capacity, and then decide how many workers to recruit based on that."

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

"Is there anything else you want to report to me?" Lin Ming asked.

"Nothing."

"Okay, you work hard, and I'll give you a raise later!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

After speaking, Lin Ming hung up the phone.

On the martial arts field, the competition started again.

Tens of thousands of spectators waved their flags and cheered.

This time, Lin Ming found out that it was a swordsman, and that swordsman was Duan Guangyuan he wanted to recruit.

I saw him stepping into the arena step by step with proud footwork, and his opponent was a monk holding a nunchaku.

The two came together, and then shook hands and saluted under the guidance of the referee.

"Okay, now, the game begins!" The referee announced loudly.

(End of this chapter)