Chapter 71: Finding Lin Zhen (I)
When Bikong's people arrived, the internal strife in Liefeng Martial Arts School stopped immediately. Dongfang Jun and Lu Ming, who had been indoors, also came out at this time.
Lu Ming first said to Yang Jianying, the owner of the Blue Sky Martial Arts School, "Master Yang, I know that you, Blue Sky, want to make a name for yourself in the Ice City Base City, but after so many days, your name has become famous enough, and many people have joined Blue Sky. You have also gained a lot. Do you really have to challenge Liefeng? You must know that Liefeng Martial Arts School is a banner of our China. If it is shaken, it will not be good for anyone."
Yang Jianying is a middle-aged man in his forties, a sixth-level war god master. He clasped his fists towards Lu Mingyi and said, "Mayor Lu, it's not that I don't give you face. The rise of a martial arts school is related to the fate of countless people, and I can't change it. Besides, the battles between warriors are not the jurisdiction of the base city government."
At this time, several people wearing glasses, holding microphones and carrying cameras came out from behind Yang Jianying.
"I'm a reporter from Zhitianxia Newspaper. Mayor Lu, do you want to interfere with the normal competition between martial artists?" A man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks asked first.
Looking at these tabloid reporters, Lu Ming frowned slightly: "I don't mean that. I am just considering the issue from the perspective of national justice. If both parties insist, the base city will respect the decision between the warriors."
After saying that, Lu Ming turned around and walked back to his seat.
After sitting down, Lu Ming said to Dongfang Jun: "Dongfang, your martial arts school must not lose. The Blue Sky Martial Arts School must not be allowed to rise. No matter how much it costs, I can't let the Russians bully us. This is my bottom line, and it is also what the base city means!"
Looking at Lu Ming's somewhat livid face, Dongfang Jun nodded, knowing that the mayor had always disliked Bikong and the Russians, and was really angry.
But Dongfang Jun did not have confidence in his heart. Meng Dong, Fu Chengya and Shentu Hua always failed to make him feel at ease.
"Lin Zhen gives people a calm and steady feeling. If he were here, maybe we would be more confident."
Dongfang Jun looked at Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang lowered his head slightly, feeling a little unnatural. He knew that the owner was asking about Lin Zhen again. He was here to help cover up for Lin Zhen, but he felt a little guilty in front of the owner.
Dongfang Jun frowned slightly, feeling that there was something strange about Zhao Liang's dark complexion, but the fight was about to begin, and it would not be convenient to call Zhao Liang over to ask him, so he could only wait a while.
The people around dispersed, and a huge hard leather mat was laid in the middle of the hall. There were countless marks on the leather mat, but there was no damage. This mat was made of the same material as the rubber training dummy. Even if it was damaged, it would recover quickly. It was the best place for training and fighting, which was equivalent to a temporary arena.
After the mats were laid out, the people from Liefeng and Bikong stood on both sides, the reporters also set up their cameras, and many people present also took out their mobile phones to prepare for filming. The challenge was about to begin.
As usual, the Russian strongman Nelov was the first to appear on stage.
The huge body staggered onto the ring, and Nelov first gave a thumbs up.
"This Russian devil has some courtesy."
"Well, since they are polite right away, let's not lose our manners."
"It seems that this person is not as tyrannical as the rumors say. He still knows how to respect our No. 1 martial arts school in China."
The warriors of Liefeng were discussing there, but before they could finish, Nilov suddenly pointed his thumb downwards, gestured in a circle to the crowd of Liefeng, and said with a big grin, "What Liefeng, what China's No. 1 Martial Arts School, in my eyes, Nilov, you are all scum, wait and see how I tear you apart!"
“Arrogant!”
"What a courage!"
"Meng Dong, go ahead and teach this old Russian a lesson!"
Due to the rules, Liefeng's generals could not go on stage and could only cheer Meng Dong on from below.
Meng Dong nodded, stood up and walked onto the stage.
Meng Dong’s height is close to two meters, but in front of Nelov, he still feels half a head shorter.
"Chinese boy, I hope I won't beat you to tears later!"
Nilov laughed grimly, and before Meng Dong could respond, he suddenly jumped up and punched him in the face! A thunderous sound rang out in the room, and the faces of all the warriors present became solemn.
As warriors, they are very familiar with this sound. It is a sonic boom, which means that the speed of a warrior's fist exceeds the speed of sound, and the force exceeds one thousand kilograms to produce this sound. Basically, most generals and warriors can do this, but it is basically impossible to do it in the warrior stage, at least Meng Dong can't do it.
Sure enough, Meng Dong did not expect Nelov to punch so fast. Watching the video and fighting in person are two completely different things. According to his previous habit, he instinctively raised his hand and punched back, but it was like hitting a running buffalo.
Meng Dong's arm felt numb and he staggered back. Nelov laughed wildly and rained down his fists. Meng Dong was immediately put in a passive position.
But Meng Dong's will was still very strong. Even though he was at a disadvantage, he still tried his best to resist the counterattack. Nelov had no chance of defeating him with just a few moves.
The reporters below were reporting on the situation on the ring. Not only did Bikong's people bring reporters, but Liefeng also had a lot of reporters. After all, the idea of being a warrior was an eternal topic and there would never be a lack of attention.
"Hello everyone! Hello everyone! We are now at the Liefeng Martial Arts School. As everyone knows, the three Russian disciples of the Blue Sky Martial Arts School have basically swept all the martial arts schools in Ice City. Today we are at the Liefeng Martial Arts School. As the number one martial arts school in China, can Liefeng save the last bit of face of Chinese warriors? Let's see what happens on the ring."
"The battle between Nilov and Meng Dong has reached a fever pitch. We can see that Meng Dong is very tenacious. Nilov threw a heavy punch! Meng Dong blocked it. Ah! Meng Dong retreated again. He had been forced to the corner of the ring by Nilov. If he fell, he would be declared the loser. Meng Dong is in danger! Ah! Meng Dong got under Nilov's armpit in a very irregular posture. It seems that Nilov needs time to win. However, if this continues, Meng Dong's situation is worrying, and Liefeng's situation is worrying. Aren't all the people in the warrior period of our Ice City Base a match for the Russian warriors? We need heroes now. This is a report sent back to you by our reporter at the Liefeng Martial Arts Hall."
Many of the warriors watching the battle below posted videos. This battle attracted everyone's attention. Liefeng's Dongfang Jun offered a high reward, and even the base city agreed to give a generous reward.
The people in Bingcheng were paying close attention to this battle. If Liefeng lost again, there would be no hope for the martial arts schools in Bingcheng. At this time, no one thought that Changfeng's warriors would be stronger than Liefeng. After all, only Chen Jingchou was somewhat famous, but he was obviously not good enough to face the Russian trio.
But when the live broadcast of the battle came out, everyone was stunned.
The Russian trio is so strong that Liefeng, the first warrior, is already showing signs of being unable to hold on.
"Substitution, substitution! Who is this person? He is someone I have never heard of. Who let him play? He is obviously no match for the Russian giant bear."
"Is there no one left in Liefeng? Where's Fu Chengya? Isn't he the top student in No. 1 Middle School? Where's Shen Tuhua? Isn't he the top expert in No. 2 Middle School? Why haven't you come yet?"
"Is the person upstairs blind? Didn't he see Fu Chengya and Shen Tuhua watching from below? It will be their turn soon. This match is a three-on-three battle, best of three, understand?"
"It's still best of three games. I'm going to lose in the first sentence. I don't believe Liefeng can win two games in a row."
"Oh, right! Where's Lin Zhen? Lin Zhen is such a crazy guy. With a 99% improvement, an eighth-level warrior defeated a general warrior. I heard that he also showed a superb ability to hunt monsters in Yilan Town. Why not use such a powerful person? What is Dongfang Jun thinking?"
"I also support Lin Zhen. I also got news that Lin Zhen came back from Yilan a few days ago. How could Liefeng hide him? If we lose this battle, Dongfang Jun will bear absolute responsibility for it."
"Lin Zhen is not afraid of fighting, right? Lin Zhen, come out here! It's not the martial arts school that needs you now, it's China that needs you!"
"What are you yelling at? The Russian trio is so strong that Lin Zhen, that useless guy, is useless. Deserters, cowards! I, Ouyang Yu, despise you!"
The fight was going on in the ring, and Zhao Liang couldn't sit still anymore. He took out his cell phone and wanted to secretly call Lin Zhen.
But when I called, no one answered the phone.
Now Zhao Liang suddenly became a little anxious. The situation on the ring was already very clear. Meng Dong was no match for Nelov, and in Zhao Liang's opinion, Fu Chengya was not an opponent for Eva either. As for whether Shentu Hua could defeat Ivan, Zhao Liang did not hold any hope. Even if he won, Liefeng would lose after losing two out of three games.
Seeing Meng Dong losing step by step and on the verge of defeat, Zhao Liang's mouth was almost covered with blisters.
(End of this chapter)
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