Super soldier Wang Qiao

Chapter 167 Martial Arts Competition!

The entrance of the No. [-] Middle School is too ostentatious. At the moment, it is full of cars, and the traffic is tightly blocked. Of course, there are not only cars, but also many people, all walking towards the No. [-] Middle School gate.

Tang Zhong couldn't drive the car at all, which made Tang Zhong stunned. What day is it today? Looking at the situation, Xin Xiaotong might have to wait a long time before school is over.

Immediately, Tang Zhong parked the car aside, ready to go to the school to have a look.

When I walked to the school gate, I saw a banner on it.

"The Jianghai Division of the National Youth Wushu Competition."

Tang Zhong immediately understood, no wonder there were so many people, it turned out that there was a competition in it, which was participated by young people from all over the country, it seemed that this competition was still a bit strong, and he wanted to go in and have a look.

The door is open, and you can enter if you want. After Tang Zhong walked in, he began to look for the place of the competition. Of course, he didn't have to find it at all.Arrows have been prepared in the campus, as long as you walk along the cutting head, you can find the place of the competition.

Tang Zhong walked slowly. There were so many people going in just now, the competition must have just started or not long ago, so now it is the preliminary round, it's boring to watch, it's better to watch the scenery!
At this time, from behind Tang Zhong, a teenager hurriedly ran towards the competition hall.

He was wearing Sanda clothes, so he should have gone to a competition.

Tang Zhong glanced at it, but he didn't expect it to be Sanda, so there must be something else.

There are many types of martial arts, such as Sanda, Muay Thai, Judo, Taekwondo, Karate, and of course Chinese martial arts.

It seems that there are many kinds of contests in this competition!
Tang Zhong was looking forward to it, and he didn't know how these teenagers practiced martial arts now. After all, practicing martial arts can strengthen the body and prolong life. Whether the flowers of the motherland have become firm.

Soon I arrived outside the venue, and before I entered, I heard shouts from inside.

Tang Zhong smiled slightly, yes, they are all young people full of vigor, which reminded him of himself.

Immediately walked into the venue.

This venue was originally just an indoor basketball court, but now it is arranged as a competition venue.

In the center, there are two people fighting at the moment, and the surroundings are full of shouting students. This time, the youth martial arts competition is equal to the school celebration. Almost no students are still in class, and they all come here to support the competition.

Tang Zhong walked in, found an empty seat, and watched the game in the middle of the distance. He was only 17 years old, and the youngest student in No. 14 Middle School was about 18 years old, and the oldest was [-] years old. years old, about the same age as Tang Zhong, if Tang Zhong wears a school uniform, he can go to No. [-] Middle School as a student.

At the very front is the rostrum, where the school leaders can be seen, but today I did not see Lu Xingyue, just a middle-aged man and a few old men, and representatives of various martial arts, wearing their own clothes, should be The leader of the team participating in this conference.

At this moment, a group of people are talking with each other.

Looking at the contestants again, Tang Zhong found that although the contestants were all of yellow race, they had different costumes.

For example, the person in Muay Thai attire, although he is only about [-] years old, has lumps all over his body and is obviously darker than the others. Could it be that he is a real Thai?

Look at the others, especially the judo player, who is short and obviously Japanese.

The taekwondo players are also wearing white uniforms and look like a complete sissy. Isn't this from the Bangzi Kingdom!

In the end, Tang Zhong also saw Huaxia martial arts. Although the young teenagers were wearing martial arts robes and looked majestic, they were indeed descendants of Huaxia.

I don't know what the result will be like!
Although this is the Huaxia Martial Arts Competition, it gives people a sense of martial arts confrontation between various countries. If a country loses, that country will be ashamed.

At this moment, on the stage, judo fighters and muay thai fighters had already fought together. The muay thai fighters punched extremely fast, and each punch directly hit the judo fighter's vitals.

Judo is a fighting technique based on wrestling and ground skills. It keeps dodging, ready to shoot at any time, and subdue the opponent. As soon as it grabs the Muay Thai player's arm, the Muay Thai player breaks free with one hand.

Then the muay thai fighters punched and kicked, and used the knees and elbows to exert force smoothly and smoothly, and the strength was extremely abundant!

The judo players didn't block one of them and were thrown to the ground.

Then the referee came out and declared the Muay Thai fighter the winner.

Tang Zhong watched the fight between the two, and always felt that something was wrong, but he hasn't seen the problem yet.

At this moment, a boy next to him patted Tang Zhong on the shoulder: "Student, are you in that class? Why don't you wear a school uniform, so powerful?"

When Tang Zhong turned his head, he saw a fat man. This fat man looked chubby, his eyes were squinted together, and he could hardly see. He was holding a large bag of potato chips in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were full of scum.

"Me? I'm in the first class!" Tang Zhong said. He remembered that Xin Xiaotong was in the first class, so he called the first class.

"Class One, Senior Three?" The fat man looked at Tang Zhong suspiciously.

"Yeah? What's the matter?" Tang Zhong said.

"You're lying. I'm Fatty Liang from Class One, Senior Three. I've never seen you in our class!" Fatty Liang said.

"This... I am indeed from Class [-], Senior Three..." Tang Zhong did not expect such a coincidence.

Looking behind him, if this group of students were from Class [-] of the third year of high school, then Xin Xiaotong should be in there too, but when he glanced away, he didn't see anyone at all.

Just as Liang Pang was about to ask who Tang Zhong was, suddenly, a voice came from the center of the arena, and the match started again.

This time, it's a judo player fighting Chinese martial arts.

When Fatty Liang saw that Chinese martial arts were on the stage, he didn't ask Tang Zhong any more, but directly cheered up, threw the potato chips in his hand on the ground, his whole body was imposing, and he stepped on the seat: "Come on...Come on! "

Tang Zhong: "..."

However, this little fat man is quite patriotic.

The other people in the surrounding seats also stood up at this time, shouting for the Huaxia players, their voices were deafening.

"Come on... show me the power of China!"

Tang Zhong chuckled, these kids are not bad.

The referee announced the start of the game, Liang Fatty and the others also sat down, completely ignoring it, the seat was dirty, picked up the bag of potato chips from the ground, and continued to eat, without any impact.

"By the way, classmate, where do these contestants come from?" Tang Zhong asked.

Fatty Liang grinned, and said, "Ask this, they are all from Jianghai City. Did you see that those taekwondo, muay thai, and judo people all opened gymnasiums in Jianghai City, and the selected players competed!"

Fatty Liang simply forgot all about what happened just now, and answered Tang Zhong's question.

"Where are those Chinese martial arts?" Tang Zhong asked.

"Oh, that's the No. [-] Middle School's Wushu Association and Sports Special Enrollment!" Fatty Liang said.

"I see!" Tang nodded his head.

At this time, judo players and Huaxia Wushu players only saw Huaxia Wushu raise their hands first. It was a polite greeting. This is the custom of Chinese civilization. Before fighting, they must be friendly and respect each other.

And the judo player didn't even bother, he didn't even lower his head, and looked at the Huaxia Wushu player with disdain.

This scene was seen by the people watching the game, and they were very upset.

For the Japanese people, the Chinese people only have hatred in their hearts.

In many people's minds, the idea at this moment is to let the Huaxia Wushu representative cheer up at once, and take the judo player away as soon as possible.

Following the referee's order, the small red flag in his hand suddenly fell, which represented the start of the game.

The representative of Huaxia Wushu made a gesture of invitation.

A big country has to look like a big country, no matter how shameless the Japanese people are, we can't be as shameless as them...

But the judo player's eyes suddenly changed, and while the Huaxia Wushu representative was relaxing, he rushed up and reached out to grab the Huaxia player's arm.

This scene appeared in the eyes of all Chinese people, full of disgust.

"The Japanese people are too insidious!"

"Yes!"

Everyone is a student, and they are all very angry at this moment. Even Tang Zhong's eyes narrowed. He squinted his eyes not because of the sneak attack by the Japanese, but because there was something wrong with the Japanese. According to the standards of human biology, the Japanese The level of the fighter can't reach the attack speed just now. This person has a problem, just like the Muay Thai fighter before, he has a problem, and it's the same problem!

(End of this chapter)