Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 117 Tsk, boring

   "That person just now...why does he look so much like Gong Jiuyin?"

  The voice of a boy with an inch cut sounded, and the other people who were watching the live broadcast were inexplicable.

   "You read it wrong, why did Gong Jiuhan appear in the fighting match..."

  The short-haired boy scratched his head: "Is it...?"

   But the flashing face is really too similar.

Beside   , Song Zixi paused, and looked sideways at the screen in the hand of the short-haired boy.

  In addition to the audience, the faces of the participating teams and the host flashed past.

   I never saw anyone like Gong Jiuan.

   Shaking his head, Song Zixi laughed.

  How could he subconsciously feel that it was possible for him to be at the same table...

   Bow your head and click on the live broadcast of the game.

   Coincidentally, at 9:10, the game officially started.

   "Welcome to the competition site again, and now I will announce the relevant rules of the competition:

  1. This competition is a team competition and adopts a single elimination system;

  2. After the athletes register, they will be weighed first, and the organizing committee will make a unified arrangement to weigh the contestants at the specified time;

  3. The game adopts a three-game system, each game is 3 minutes, and there is a 1-minute break between games;

  4. The "K1 World Free Fighting Competition Rules" will be implemented in the competition;

  5. Athletes weigh themselves, during competitions...

  ..."

  In addition to the above adoption process, the host reads the game ban and rules according to the rules.

   "The above is the relevant information of this competition. I hope that everyone participating in the competition can abide by it in an orderly manner. Then, the K-1 summer competition preliminary competition will officially start..."

  The moment the host finished speaking, a wave of applause erupted from the audience.

  The official start of the game, the audience present stopped talking.

  The opening ceremony will soon pass.

  The competition venue is 7.2×7.2 square meters, with four rings around the ring.

   "The first stage is our Bosong and NY. The two teams fight one-on-one according to weight. The first to go on stage is Bosong's Li Yang..."

   One member of the Posong team stood up.

  According to the relevant regulations of the competition, participants must be naked or wear a vest and trousers to participate in the competition.

  The man took off the excess clothes on his body neatly, revealing a fine and shapely figure.

   After the team members put on the gloves and mouthguard for him, they stepped onto the stage.

  The host took the microphone and continued:

   "Bo Song Li Yang is a K-1 bantamweight player, and he was given the title of 'Iron Fist'. His attack is famous for his boxing skills, and he once competed in international competitions..."

  The huge space The host added a bit of exaggerated color to describe the historical background of the players.

   Quietly and interestingly analyze the fighting ability of each player on the field.

  After the contestants of the same level in NY play.

  Holding the cards high, the enchanting woman walked around the edge of the ring with a smile on her face.

   Then, the referee with a whistle in his mouth waved his hands one level and one up, accompanied by a sharp whistle, announcing the official start of the game.

  The two on the stage saluted briefly.

   Quickly start the battle.

   Although the hostess held a microphone in her hand, she focused on watching the game. The male host beside her began to explain the game:

   "We can see that at the beginning of the match, Li Yang quickly punched and took the initiative..."

   "Zhao Yan of our NY club also quickly changed his tactics of direct attack, and distanced himself from Li Yang on Bosong's side..."

   "Wow~ Li Yang's punch really didn't disappoint us, Zhao Yan was hooked by an uppercut..."

  People kept hearing the commentary of the host following the battle in the arena.

  ET here.

  The people who are about to participate in the competition focus on the two parties on the observation platform.

certainly…

   Except Gong Jiudu.

   Twisted his neck lazily, but the range of motion was not large.

   His expression was light, his eyes glanced at the stage casually, and then he played with his fingers in boredom.

   Tsk, boring.

  Because except those who need to be present, the rest of the accompanying personnel can only be in the audience stand or the rear preparation room.

  So Jiang Xiying and the others were not next to them.

   "What, bored?"

   A mellow voice sounded from beside him.

  Gong Jiu's eyes did not move.

  Why did this man sit down?

   I'm here~

   Catch~

  (end of this chapter)