Chapter 972

Xiangyu middle school stadium.

All the teachers and students of the school shouted the words "Yan Feng dance".

The deafening voice resounded all over the sky.

Let's not talk about the result of the game.

Only in the momentum, Yan Fengwu completely crushed the people of Jidao forbearance society.

However, at this time, the five people of Jidao forbearance society did not have a look of panic on their faces.

On the contrary, the eyes of Jiliang wild crane even showed a hint of irony.

"Hum! How proud I am now, how sad it will be to defeat you! "

On the side of Jiliang wild crane, there is a flash of cold in Ze Longgui's eyes.

"Ji Liangjun, I will defeat this woman without your help!"

Watching the students cheering for Yan Feng dance in the stadium, Ze Longgui said in a cold voice, "I will let them know that the warriors of guguo are vulnerable to attack in front of Japanese ninjas!"

Ding!

With a clear bell.

The cheers in the stadium stopped.

As the host, Xiangyu middle school teacher stepped onto the challenge arena and gave a slight cough with the microphone.

"Cough!"

"Today, Japanese friends come to our school for martial arts exchange. Based on the principle of competition second and friendship first, let's welcome Japanese friends!"

Hua... La ·

when the host's voice dropped, the applause broke out in the stadium.

With the former Yan Feng dance when the warm, formed a sharp contrast.

The host did not seem to see this scene, holding up the microphone and then said, "this martial arts exchange implements the five game three win system."

"The first contestant of jidaoren society of Japan, Okamoto bear! Let's welcome him! "

Hua... La... The applause seems to be more miserable this time.

On one side of the challenge arena, among the five members of Jidao forbearance society, the man standing on the outermost side moved and stepped onto the challenge arena.

This person is the Okamoto bear with the word "I" embroidered on the bottom corner of his dress.

Okamoto is standing in a corner of the challenge arena, holding his chest in his hands, bending down his mouth, slightly raising his forehead, showing a disdainful look.

"Shhh"

a group of students from Xiangyu middle school hissed at the stadium.

"Cough!"

The host on the challenge arena gave a dry cough to show the students to pay attention.

"Here is the first contestant of Xiangyu middle school..."

the host pauses for a moment, then raises his voice slightly, and then says, "martial arts society Yang Gang!"

"Oh..."

"Yang Gang! Yang Gang! "

"Come on Xiangyu middle school! Xiangyu middle school will win! "

At the stadium, a group of students came out to cheer.

In a cheering voice, Yang Gang straightened his body and his face was serious.

"Don't be nervous, just play your level!"

Yang Gang body side, Yan Feng dance low voice says.

"I see, president!"

Yang Gangchang took a breath and looked at Okamoto bear on the challenge arena. His eyes were firm.

"You can't lose!"

Firm faith, Yang Gang stepped forward to the challenge arena.

"Yang Gang! Yang Gang! "

···

in the stadium, the cheering sound is more and more deafening.

Wait for Yang Gang to stand on the challenge arena, facing Okamoto from afar.

The host waved his hand slightly, and the cheering on the stage stopped gradually.

Looking around, the host held the microphone in his hand and shouted in a slightly excited tone.

"Next, I'll announce that"

"the game officially begins!"

Ding!

With a bell, the host stepped down from the arena.

The contest between Japanese ninjas and Kungfu warriors.

In the eyes of the public, the official start!

Yang Gang and Okamoto bear stand opposite each other.

"Japan, jidaoren society, Okamoto bear!"

"Guguo, martial arts society, Yang Gang!"

In the first competition, Yang Gang and Okamoto didn't know each other's details, and they froze in the challenge arena for a while.

"Yang Gang, come on!"

A loud drink from the stadium interrupted the confrontation between the two.

Okamoto reaches out a forefinger to Yang Gang, then hooks it.

"The warrior of the state, come on!"

Okamoto then clenched his fist with one hand, gestured towards his face, and said in a disdainful tone, "come and hit me!"

Yang Gang faces Okamoto's provocation with a look of anger in his eyes.

"Drink!"

With a low voice, Yang Gang's figure flashed, and he came to Okamoto bear.

Hu ·

Yang Gang smashes his fist into the face of Okamoto bear.

In the face of Yang Gang's fist, Okamoto's eyes showed a trace of vigilance, crossed his arms and blocked the fist.

Bang!

A muffled sound came from the place where the two met.

"Okamoto won!"

Under the challenge arena, there is a smile on the mouth of Jiliang wild crane.

"That man of Chu has not become a real warrior!"

On the side of Jiliang wild crane, the arrogant taro Yamaguchi's eyes flash with coldness.

"Hello, Okamoto!"

Tailang Yamaguchi stood under the challenge arena and shouted to the Okamoto bear.

On the challenge arena, Okamoto bear, whose arms are crossed to block Yang Gang's fist, hears the sound and pushes Yang Gang backward for several steps.

Turn around to look at Yamaguchi taro, Okamoto bear eyes showed the color of doubt.

Yamaguchi looks at Okamoto, grins, and shouts, "let's see, we're good!"

When Okamoto heard the sound, he recognized the meaning. He also grinned, "understand!"

Turning around, the Okamoto Bear looked at the solemn Yang Gang and said in a disdainful voice, "Hey, you didn't seem to exert yourself just now!"

With his head on one side, Okamoto extended his face to Yang Gang and sneered, "come on again!"

Facing the insulting challenge of Okamoto bear, Yang Gang's heart was furious.

"Drink!"

With a roar, Yang Gang quickly walked up to the Okamoto bear, agitated his muscles, raised his legs and kicked him to the neck.

Bang!

Yang Gang kicked on this side, directly to the neck of Okamoto bear.

But Okamoto bear's stripes are still there!

On the stadium, there was a scream.

"Why didn't the Japanese fall?"

"He didn't even move!"

"Would it be Yang Gang who didn't use his strength?"

"Impossible! How can such a fast speed not be forced! And it's still Japanese! "

"Then how..."

on the challenge arena, Yang Gang was shocked and hurriedly pulled back a few steps.

He kicked Okamoto's neck, but Yang Gang felt as if he had kicked on a thick leather sandbag.

Yang Gang's face was heavy with pain in his calf.

Okamoto looks at the retreating Yang Gang and shakes his neck at will.

"Is that your strength?"

"It's too weak for me!" said Okamoto

The first level Ninja is equivalent to a skirting martial artist.

Its skin and fascia have been tempered very tough.

Yang Gang's leg is not a threat to Okamoto.

Toward Yang Gang hook finger, Okamoto bear disdain said, "come on!"

Yang Gang was calm and did not pay attention to Okamoto.

But put out a fist frame and stare at the action of Okamoto.

Yang Gang did not look at the set, Okamoto bear disdained a cut.

"Cut! Since you don't come, I'll go! "