When the people from New Oriental suddenly appeared, everyone in the Wujin Club stopped their work. The four of them who were originally practicing confrontation in the ring also climbed to the edge of the rope circle and watched Tang Yu and others.

"Damn it, why did this look like their home court?" Ding Ming, the naughty green man, said with a suspicious look on his face.

Ding Ming's voice was quite loud in the empty sound hall, so that anyone could hear it clearly.

The place opposite the gate of the ring is the newly established referee seat. On the referee seat was a middle-aged man who had never looked back since the New Oriental players came in, but when Ding Ming said that, he immediately turned around and looked over.

This middle-aged man had a three-mm short hair made with a caliper, and his face was full of flesh and blood. He looked like a tough guy. His eyes were sprayed with bad harsh light and stood up slowly.

After the middle-aged man stood up, all the Wujin team members surrounded him, and the four people on the ring jumped down.

"Fuck! It's quite united! Are they wrong to be honest?" Ding Ming looked at the other party's posture and said with disdain.

"Come back for me." Dong Yuan pulled Ding Ming back from behind.

"Be honest. Although you are a member of New Oriental, you have just reported your information and you do not have professional qualifications yet. Don't cause trouble at this time." Dong Yuan pulled Ding Ming back and said in a low voice.

"Oh!" Ding Ming could only be honest when he saw the uncle's words.

"You are from New Oriental!" The middle-aged man on the opposite side said with a disdainful look: "This is your home court, we have never denied it, but so what can we do?"

The arrogant words of middle-aged people have aroused the anger of all New Oriental people, but the middle-aged people seem to want this effect.

Hahaha! Middle-aged man sneered: "What if you New Oriental's strength has a home advantage? Don't look at us as a new team, we didn't take other teams except the top three in the A-level round-robin round. "

"Is that true?" Tang Yu asked back and walked quickly towards the middle-aged man. Seeing Tang Yu taking action, the other team members followed him and walked over.

Tang Yu quickly walked to the opposite side of middle-aged man and said coldly: "I have read the information. You are Wu Jin's coach. We have never underestimated your team because we respect any opponent."

Tang Yu said this and the middle-aged man's disdainful expression became even stronger. He felt that it was reasonable for his team to be respected by his opponent. However, Tang Yu's subsequent words completely stimulated his nerves.

"But we have never looked at you well, because we have the same attitude towards any opponent. We have a belief in tomorrow's game, defeat you! Then have a good New Year." Tang Yu smiled and returned to his face as he said this.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and pointed at Tang Yu and said angrily: "What is the ability to just talk? Do you dare to compete with my team members?"

"Of course, it's a good thing for us to communicate before the game." Tang Yu replied without giving in.

"Okay, okay!" Coach Wujin said three times and turned around and called a team member.

"Huang Yong, come and compete with your friends from New Oriental. Remember to be a little bit dependent and don't let others compete tomorrow." The middle-aged man sneered and glanced at Tang Yu and others at the end.

"Okay, coach." The team member agreed and looked at Tang Yu contemptuously, "Who are you here?"

Brothers from North and South, Wang Chuyao wanted to go up and teach his opponent a lesson, but was stopped by Tang Yu.

This Wu Jin's team member is 1.7 meters tall and has a very strong body. Although he is not tall, he is very powerful. The biggest feature of this person is that his eyebrows are very high, which makes people feel like he is wearing a helmet. Although everyone is not familiar with this team of promoted teams, they also have their personal information. Huang Yong is the absolute main force of Wu Jin. He has a 95% winning rate in the 65kg amateur competition and has a result of more than 100 after the battle.

In order to destroy the opponent's morale before the official game, Tang Yu said cunningly: "Huang Yong, it seems that he is not a powerful person. Let's send a substitute to play with you."

Speaking of this, Tang Yu waved at Ding Ming and instructed: "Don't hurt people, you must let others participate in the competition tomorrow."

"Haha, please leave it to me by Uncle Tang." Ding Ming jumped in front with great joy after being named by Tang Yu.

Huang Yong's eyes at the other party had completely changed, from being dissatisfied to being dissatisfied. Especially when Ding Ming called Tang Yu to call his uncle, he was even more angry. "You send me a junior out, I will make you regret it."

After saying this harsh words, Huang Yong turned around and rushed to the ring. Huang Yong, who was standing on the stage, waved at Ding Ming and said, "There is no specific rule. If you defeat the other party, you will win. If you dare to accept it, come up!"

"I'm just upset when I learn the rules of the competition. It's too fucking good if there is no rules." Ding Ming muttered in his mouth and rushed into the ring.

Hahaha! Seeing Ding Ming coming to the stage excitedly, the brothers from North and South were both carrying their bodies and laughing secretly. No one knew Ding Ming's strength better than the two brothers, because they had fought with Ding Ming face to face.

When I saw two security guards sitting near the door, I also ran over to watch the excitement.

Huang Yong stretched out his right fist and pointed at Ding Ming and said viciously: "In the name of fist, today I want you and the club behind you who are called fist incompetent in the A-level round-robin competition know what fist is."

"Fuck! Stop talking nonsense, do you fight or not?"

Ding Ming's habitual swearing suddenly angered Huang Yong. Huang Yong kicked his leg and launched a fierce attack without any temptation.

...

Two minutes later, Tang Yu led New Oriental teammates out of the venue.

"Ding Ming! You really need to be careful in the future. I told you not to hurt others. Why are you still so severe?" Tang Yu looked at Ding Ming and said helplessly.

"He..." Ding Ming was so excited that he was about to swear and then he held it back in time. He didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Tang Yu.

"I'm excited, but when I get excited, my hands are not accurate. I'm saying that he's too weak." Ding Ming said with an innocent look on his face.

"Hahaha! But that's good. After all, they proposed the competition first. This will severely hit their confidence." Tang Yu said while leading everyone down the stairs.

Everyone returned to the public square in front of the gymnasium.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and a thin crescent moon was passing by in the sky, lonely and lonely in the clouds.

Tang Yu looked up at the queen and said to everyone: "Brothers, you all heard what Huang Yong said just now!"

Tang Yu continued under the gaze of everyone: "In the name of boxing!"

"In the name of boxing! How good is this sentence to say. Tomorrow we will return this sentence to them in the ring." Tang Yu said this and turned around and pointed his hand at the gym. "Let them know that New Oriental is not incompetent. We must prove that in the name of boxing, like the entire A-level round-robin event, we will prove that we are truly strong teams."

"In the name of boxing!" With the encouragement of Tang Yu, eight people raised their right fists high together.

The loud voice in the name of boxing echoed throughout the gymnasium.

The lights in the gymnasium are still on.

The team doctor at Wujin Club was doing a relaxing massage for Huang Yong. Huang Yong lowered his head decadently, and no one could see his facial expression.

The middle-aged coach stood beside Huang Yong and stared at his beloved general uneasy.

"Nothing big is going to happen. You should be able to participate in tomorrow's game." Huang Yong suddenly raised his head and said to the coach.

After he raised his head, all the Wujin team members saw clearly that the gluten bag as big as an egg was bulging on his forehead at this time, and his eyes were somewhat messy.

"..." Middle-aged coach Gaba Gaba couldn't say a word.

The first favorite player under his command was koreed less than two minutes in the competition with the opponent's substitute, and was cheated on his forehead with the most imposing one. I'm afraid the entire team would not be able to bear such a blow.

The middle-aged coach who had been in the same place for several laps suddenly stopped and stared at his team members seriously.

Inspired by the coach's eyes, all the players stood up straight.

The middle-aged coach cleared his throat and said seriously: "Now we will go back to the hotel to have a good rest. Everyone must be fully energetic. We must not be kosher tomorrow!"

...

The next morning, the bus from New Oriental arrived at the stadium early. The professional team members did not go upstairs through the wide open stairs outside, but went upstairs on the emergency passage to the left of the gymnasium. On the emergency passage to the second floor are three lounges, and next to the lounge are two contestants' passages leading to the venue.

"Who is the lounge in the middle for?" Dong Yuan asked Wang Chuyao as he walked towards his lounge.

Wang Chuyao said with a wicked smile: "For beauty."

"Why are there any beauty? Is it our winning prize?" Dong Yuan asked with a naive expression.

"You will know in a while." Lin Nanchao Dong Yuan smiled.

When he entered the lounge, Uncle Hong immediately made his pre-war advice: "Remember, the first thing to do is to level test in a while. Then come back here and appear in the order of appearance. When you appear, professional martial arts treasures will be able to open the way for you, and there will be newspapers and magazine reporters who will record videos and take photos for you. You must be more natural at that time."

"What is level test?" Tang Yu asked in confusion.

"It's just a overweight, it depends on whether your weight meets the level you received."

"Is that equivalent to body test? Then what is a martial arts treasure?" Dong Yuan also asked.

"It is a model hired professionally for the commercialization of the event. Before you appear, you will perform at the entrance of the channel. When the contestants appear, they will also escort the contestants on stage while performing. These professional beauties are called martial arts babies, and they are of the same nature as boxing babies, footballs, and basketball babies." Uncle Hong explained patiently.

"Oh, I understand." Dong Yuan said as if he was awakened in his dream: "The lounge in the middle is the baby's lounge!"

"Smart." Uncle Hong nodded in appreciation and said, "God, you and Tang Yu must remember that you are professional players now, and you need to use professional language. That is called grade test or not body test."

"We Dong Yuan like baby the most, right?" Yu Jiang shook his head and teased Dong Yuan without waiting.

Before Dong Yuan could refute Wang Chuyao, he learned Dong Yuan’s famous saying again: “Baby, it’s too tight.”

Ha ha ha ha!

...

Just as everyone was joking, Liu Nannan walked over.

"See why you didn't have any tension before the game!" Liu Nannan felt something was wrong as soon as she came in. Everyone's atmosphere was too relaxed.

"Mr. Liu, don't worry. We want our opponents to know a truth today." Wang Chuyao jumped up and said.

"Oh! What's the way?"
Chapter completed!