Kung Fu Soldier King

Because the fifth inning is very critical, the competition address is changed to the Municipal Stadium, and there are thousands of seats outside. It is said that the tickets have been sold out long ago.

Even the telescopes in major stores are almost out of stock. Although Chinese martial arts are weak, Western martial arts are very prosperous.

Many people go for karate. They don't believe that Xingyi boxing can draw with karate. They flock to see who wins.

Of course, there are also some people who are obsessed with Chinese martial arts and come to support the quintessence of the country.

However, the time is about to begin, but the Xingyi door is sad. The losers were hurt a few days ago, and even the winning Miao Wanqing was hurt.

Only those who can shoulder the great responsibility are Che Xiuwu and Miao Wen.

The former was taken to dinner yesterday by several people who claimed to be the successor of Bagua palm. As a result, he had a bad stomach and had diarrhea all night. He would still lie in the hospital bed with weak legs and feet.

This is calculated, everyone knows, but there is nothing we can do.

Miao Wanqing has not let Miao Wen come because he stayed in the old boxing hall. For fear of an accident here, my hometown was ignited and cut off. Back off.

After Miao Wanqing was injured yesterday, Miao Wen came by car all night. He just arrived in the morning, but he was blocked on the road.

The people at Xingyi gate drove to meet them. The two sides of the meeting haven't touched their heads yet. But the game was about to start, and the judges sent someone to invite them.

"What should I do? Why don't I do it!" Miao Hong, as a senior disciple, is very kind at this time.

But everyone knew very well that he would die if he went up. Xingyi gate could not afford to lose this man.

Suddenly someone shouted, "don't make any noise, the leader is coming."

The people turned their heads one after another. Miao Wanqing came over with several doctors with her arm in a bandage.

Miao Wanqing looked at the crowd and said, "don't argue. I'll fight later."

"How can this be? You are all injured. What if you are seriously injured again?" Miao Qing flatly refused and shook his head.

Yang Xueli, a master of Henan Xinyi liuhequan, also said: "I heard that the boat is more than a thousand good, not heavy on martial ethics, very cruel. You are hurt and can't fight."

Yang Xueli and Miao Qing are absolutely impossible to fight. Even if they are not hurt, they can only stand under the stage and watch the war. Because you have been defeated, if you go to war again, it will only make people say that there is no one in Xingyi gate.

Miao Wanqing shook her head and said, "I can't let Xingyi gate lose to karate. It's about our hundred year reputation. Otherwise, Miao Wanqing will be ashamed of our ancestors. Even if I lose, I'll try my best."

People are helpless. Miao Wanqing's character is soft outside and hard inside. No one can change what she decides except the man.

The referee hurried over and asked, "leader Miao, have you decided who to send? Karate is urging again."

"Let me fight!" Miao Wanqing pulled off the bandage and said as usual.

The referee was stunned. In addition to being respectful, he asked, "leader Miao, have you really decided?"

"It's decided!" Miao Wanqing nodded.

The referee nodded, wrote Miao Wanqing in the book, sighed, turned and hurried out.

After the referee left, Miao Wanqing turned to the doctor behind and said, "Dr. Liao, please give me a closed needle before I leave the station."

"OK, I'll master it. But as a doctor, leader Miao, I have to finally advise you not to come out with an injury, or you will have sequelae." doctor Liao's eyes are full of unbearable. Such a beautiful woman has to pay the price of health because of her responsibility.

Miao Wanqing smiled, turned her head and looked at the crowd. Then she said to Dr. Liao, "maybe I would really escape this responsibility two years ago, but after knowing Xiao Yan, I understand. I can't escape responsibility, even if I pay a big price, I have to resist."

They were speechless, and their hearts were full of admiration for Miao Wanqing. In the past, many people were still surprised. As a woman, what did she rely on to run such a large boxing hall? Now they are no longer in doubt.

Just then, the referee's voice came out of the stadium.

"The next one is Chuanyue Qianliang, a master of the six sections of the black belt of Liukong handcraft in Songtao Hall..." as soon as the referee's voice fell, earth shaking cheers and applause rang out.

After the applause, Miao Wanqing turned around and said to Dr. Liao, "watch!"

Dr. Liao nodded silently and took out the syringe from the medicine box. This closed needle can really make Miao Wanqing feel no pain for the time being, but there are too many side effects.

However, Miao Wanqing has decided, and Dr. Liao is helpless. He can only adjust the strong Songlong injection to reduce the damage of the drug to Miao Wanqing as much as possible.

Miao Wanqing took up her arm. Although it was very painful, she held it back. She gritted her teeth and supported it.

Dr. Liao rubbed the area to be injected with alcohol cotton several times, and then stabbed the syringe into Miao Wanqing's arm.

"The next entry is Xiao Yan, the ninth master of Xiao, nicknamed the God of fire. Our ninth master of Xiao is back..." the referee's voice was trembling and very excited.

Everyone suddenly looked out. On the big screen, Xiao Yan's name was flashing.

Dr. Liao yanked out the needle he had just inserted. There were dense beads of sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Miao Wanqing's tears pattered down. She muttered, "you're still hurt. Why did you come?"

"It's Xiao Jiuye. He came in time. It's reassuring to have him." Miao Qing and others had such thoughts.