After a while, the applause slowly stopped.

After it was over, the onlookers blew their hands.

My hand hurts a little...

"Thank you all for coming." The host turned around, opened his hands, and shouted to the audience, "Today's game will start soon. You can move to the arena. I hope everyone can enjoy today's game!"

Then, the five muscular men wearing animal hoods began to exit in an orderly manner.

The camera guy next to me also put a lens cap on the camera and was ready to call it a day.

When the onlookers saw that the event was over, they dispersed one after another. Some left the Dongdu Kokugikan directly, while others passed by Guangyou and others and went upstairs to the competition venue.

"Mr. Mori, thank you very much for today."

The host handed the microphone to the assistant next to him, walked up to Uncle Maori, and smiled coquettishly, "If you are interested, you can also go upstairs and watch the game. I am not bragging about today's game. It is absolutely wonderful, oh,

Of course it’s free if you go.”

"I will go take a look." Uncle Maori nodded and accepted the free gift calmly, "Then if there is nothing else, I will go up first."

The host nodded quickly: "Okay, I hope Mr. Maoli has a good time today. If you need anything, you can call me."

After some greetings, Uncle Maori walked off the stage and was going to go upstairs to the arena to have a look. It was a free game, so if you don’t watch it, it would be in vain.

"That's it?" Guangyou looked at the dispersed crowd and twitched the corner of his mouth. He thought there would be other activities after guessing the contestants, but it was over?

That's it?

Forget it, it's none of his business, let's go upstairs and watch the game.

The onlookers dispersed and the crowds were so dense that Uncle Maori only saw Guangyou and his group when he walked to the stairs. He asked in surprise: "Hey, why are you here?"

"We came here to watch the game." Guangyou explained, "Sister Yuanzi gave me some tickets. It happened to be a day off and I had nothing to do, so Sister Xiaolan brought a few of us over to see the world."

"Okay, let's go up together." Uncle Maori looked at the stairs that were a little crowded and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's so interesting about this kind of trick to deceive children, but there are so many people watching.

"

Fortunately, the voice was soft and the footsteps were coming and going, so no one else heard this complaint. Otherwise, Uncle Maori would have definitely received a lot of looks.

After the flow of people on the stairs decreased, the group went upstairs to the arena.

"Really, I took this job because the pay was pretty good." Uncle Maori sat in his seat and complained with a distressed look on his face, "I didn't expect that he would come here to play the role of a clown."

"I think it's okay." Xiaolan closed the brochure and said, "Actually, this kind of competition is quite popular among young people. I still remember there is a special move called... Weird, what is it called?

Coming?"

She had done her homework before coming here, and the name of that special move appeared very frequently, but at this time, she couldn't remember it.

"Sister Xiaolan, don't think about it if you can't remember it." Guangyou raised his head, motioned to the central arena, and said, "The game is about to start. Just concentrate on watching the game."

"If it weren't for free, I wouldn't come to see this kind of trick to deceive children." Uncle Maori slumped in his seat and looked at the players on the ring with half-squinted eyes, "No matter how exciting the fight is, it's all staged.

It’s not interesting at all.”

....

"Well done!"

The sudden cheers made Guangyou glance to the side, and he saw Uncle Maori standing up excitedly, waving his arms, and still shouting, "It's so enjoyable!"

Is this really fragrant?

Sure enough, no human being can escape the "law of true fragrance".

Conan looked at Uncle Maori speechlessly and cursed secretly: "You don't look at what you say, but your body is still very honest."

After sitting back in his seat, Uncle Maoli asked with some unfinished thoughts: "Xiaolan, when will the wolf-faced warrior they mentioned just now come on stage? From what they said, it sounds like he is very powerful."

Because Yuanzi gave a one-day pass, which means that you can enter and leave the competition venue at will within one day, so when entering the venue, the staff issued a timetable for today's competition to several people.

"Let me see." Xiaolan looked at the schedule and said, "The wolf-faced warrior will participate in the middleweight championship today, which is considered the highlight of this morning."

"That means he is likely to become the final champion?" Uncle Maori couldn't help but exclaimed. No wonder the organizer would ask him to participate in that event. It turned out to be to build momentum for the wolf-faced warrior.

"He's definitely a champion."

Xiao Ai flipped through the brochure and said in a voice that only she and Guangyou could hear, "Now he maintains a perfect record of victory. If he loses, the popularity will reach an unprecedented level. From now on, he will be reduced to an ordinary player, only a continuous player."

Only by winning can we maintain the popularity and make the audience full of expectations."

Turning to look at Xiao Ai, Guangyou smiled softly. Of course he knew this, but he still pretended not to know and said, "Yeah, what you said seems to make sense."

Closing the brochure, Xiao Ai glanced at Guangyou, then withdrew her gaze and looked at the central arena. She could see that Guangyou was cooperating with her, but she still pretended not to know and said lightly: "As long as you bring in the merchants

You can also see this from the angle.”

An elusive smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

This feeling is quite interesting.

"It's very possible that it's him." Xiaolan didn't think too much, closed the brochure, and said, "He once swore that if he lost, he would take off his mask in future games, but now he has competed with sixty

He has won all five games, so I think he still has some strength and will not lose this time."

"So that's the case, then he has a match point every time he competes." Uncle Maori nodded and said suddenly, "After all, if you lose, you have to reveal your identity."

"However, I really want to see him lose the game." Xiaolan explained, "After all, if he loses, then we can see what he looks like."

"I think that guy is probably the most ugly man in the world, or he is some bald middle-aged uncle. In addition, he is very confident in his own strength, so he specially found a mask to wear, and then

The purpose of issuing that kind of oath is to prevent you from paying attention to his appearance."

Uncle Maori seemed to know the truth. He folded his hands and said confidently, "In fact, he has done it. As the number of winning streaks increases, everyone will be more and more looking forward to how many consecutive games he will maintain."

win, instead of caring about what he looks like."

"Even if he accidentally loses in the future, everyone will know that he is capable, and his appearance is not important, and this oath can also help him promote it."

What he said is quite reasonable and convincing.

Xiaolan and Conan both nodded thoughtfully.

Guangyou, who was sitting beside him, also nodded and said in agreement: "What uncle said makes sense, but he shouldn't be that ugly. After all, if he was really not afraid of taking off his mask, he wouldn't make such an oath.

"

At this point, Guangyou paused for a moment, and then said with a serious face: "Just like the Bull Warrior, he never takes off his mask."
Chapter completed!