I originally thought it was a very decent thing and could bring glory to the school.

After understanding that this so-called "free middle school students' free fighting competition" can only be regarded as a "reality show", Chen Ming had no favoritism for this competition.

"The third round of the game, both sides will play!" The referee shouted, making Chen Ming come back to his senses, and it was his turn to play.

"Twenty-fourth, Huo Lei." Huo Lei, who was two meters tall, came to the ring and bowed to Chen Ming.

"Three Middle School, Chen Ming." Chen Ming replied to the gift according to the rules. Although the postures of the two were similar, his one was more charming.

It's ironic that Huo Lei actually performed a ritual of a martial arts world, but some details were not correct, and it was obviously the result of temporary teaching. Perhaps it was the result of the arrangement of the "director". If he wanted to make this game more eccentric, he didn't understand the martial arts world at all.

In the Jianghu terms, Huo Lei’s salute just now was not only without any sense of modesty, but even a provocation. Considering that the other party was not a martial arts practitioner, Chen Ming did not care.

Just think about it, even those directors and screenwriters who film historical TV series, how many of them have truly understood history?

"The Red Party (Huo Lei) is a member of the Muay Thai Club from the 24th Middle School, and this year's senior year. The Blue Party (Chen Ming) is the president of the Wuhu Wushu Club from the 3rd Middle School, and this year's senior year..." The competition program is naturally not a small number of speakers.

After saying this, the commentator asked the side: "Commentator Zhang, which of the two contestants do you prefer?"

This commentator Zhang is a famous "martial arts master". This time he is a guest as a commentator. He should have some understanding of martial arts, but after the commentary of the previous two games, Chen Ming felt that this guy was more like a crosstalk than a "martial arts master".

With a little understanding of martial arts, I turned such a serious matter as a fighting game into a feeling of passion and a little humor. Think about it, it’s because of the performance of the show!

"If I want to say, let's not talk about the age difference between the two. Just talk about the height difference between the two sides, the Hong side obviously has the advantage. And you see..." Commentator Zhang pointed to the two on the field, "The Hong side's pace is agile and ease. The Blue side's actions are a bit stiff and unstable, afraid that there is not much martial arts foundation..."

"But he can play as a representative of No. 3 Middle School. Isn't he the strongest in the school?" another commentator asked.

"I have to say that the clubs of No. 3 Middle School, especially the martial arts club, are indeed very famous. For example, the Xiaoyao Wushu Club in the previous team competition, each member has very good strength..." Commentator Zhang said for a long time, and the core meaning is only one: this blue player has a weak strength.

Chen Ming actually wanted to complain. He was wearing a twenty-pound protective gear, and the other party was wearing a four or five-pound protective gear. Isn’t he sure of this gap? By the way, which eyes did he see that he was stiff and unstable?

The referee didn't care about this. He just glanced at Chen Ming, nodded secretly, and immediately announced the start.

It is probably difficult to carry a 20-pound weight, and if you change the disciples in the sect, or even the disciples from the juniors. This is the government's restriction on real people in the martial arts world, and it is understandable.

After listening to the commentary just now, the referee, as a disciple of the Five Tiger Sect, naturally looked at Chen Ming. He found that he seemed a little crooked and unstable, but in fact he adjusted his posture to the other party's movement.

I asked myself if I was standing on Huo Lei’s side, Chen Ming in his eyes at this moment actually had no flaws in his body...

Huo Lei attacked, focusing on improving the bottom kick, intending to destroy Chen Ming's center of gravity. He obviously listened to the commentator's words, and then observed Chen Ming, thinking that the opponent's lower plate was indeed unstable, so he made such a decision.

Faced with such idiots, Chen Ming was too lazy to fight back. He just used Tai Chi's skill to pull the kicked foot with his little feet, which destroyed his balance. Huo Lei fell on the ring like this.

Of course, according to the rules, this is not a big deal. At most, in the eyes of the audience, Huo Lei suddenly fell down, which was a bit funny.

"Is it okay?" Chen Ming looked at Huo Lei, "Why did he fall down?"

"It's okay..." Huo Lei stood up. He was not a real martial arts man, but he had been studying Muay Thai for more than six years. He had no practical experience, but he had at least practiced a practice competition.

No one has ever been able to be safe and sound under his legs. Not to mention, it is not only okay, but it also destroys his balance and makes him fall to the ground.

At this moment, Chen Ming was no longer the kind of novice who could be bullied casually in his eyes. This guy is definitely a warrior!

"Five Tigers Martial Arts Club, Jin Yong's Five Tigers? Why don't you use a knife?" The latter immediately distanced himself from Chen Ming and joked.

"If you do, there is no need to use a knife..." Chen Ming smiled.

"Don't regret it!" The latter was not angry either, but just moved forward angrily, fighting with Chen Ming, using his hands and feet, and constantly exerting force on his elbows and knees. This combo strike was to make Chen Ming have no room to fight back.

In school, there is no one who can withstand his combo attack. The key is that he is two meters tall, his legs and arms are long, and this hand has a natural advantage.

Chen Ming felt very bored. Fast is fast, but there are flaws everywhere. If possible, he hopes to solve the opponent with one punch, so he must look at the referee.

The latter shook his head obscurely. After all, the game is a game. If you can't win so quickly, you can't win so quickly.

Chen Ming could only bite the bullet and fight against the opponent, and then hit the opponent "by chance" one minute later, and in the next minute and thirty seconds, he was hit by the opponent. Both sides got one of them, and at the same time, the whole game seemed to be in full swing to outsiders.

"Five minutes are here..." Chen Ming looked at the referee, who nodded.

Huo Lei did not realize the difference in strength between the two sides at all. He just felt that he could hit the opponent a little, and the attack was even more fierce. However, Chen Ming was forced to resist a few moves and knocked him to the ground.

"Three, two, one, the Blue Party won!" Huo Lei fell to the ground for three seconds and could not get up. After a few seconds, the referee announced that Chen Ming won.

"Thank you!" Chen Ming stepped forward, stretched out a hand towards him, then came to his ear, and whispered, "Unless you can get to the point where others can't see it, it's better to exercise your strength more. If you don't have enough strength, there are flaws everywhere..."

"You!" Huo Lei was very dissatisfied, feeling that the other party was playing tricks on him from the beginning and deliberately did not defeat him immediately.

"The players on both sides will be out of the field, and the next round of the game will begin soon!" The referee separated the two.

Chen Ming smiled jokingly and came off the court. He just planned to see the content of the next round of the game, but there was a TV station who signaled him to come over and talk.
Chapter completed!