361: C361 Mind Your Own Business

C361 Mind Your Own Business

"Little girl, if you want to go back and drink milk, don't embarrass yourself here. There are not only spectators here, there are also foreign friends and media reporters. It's better if you don't embarrass yourself too much."

"How did I lose face?" "You should feel embarrassed to not use me as a gun. Even if the media filmed me, I wouldn't feel that there's anything wrong with it."

Wang Xiaoru was a little angry. She was clearly just sighing. How did she get taught a lesson?

Then, she looked at Ning Yi with a wronged expression.

Ning Yi was also a bit speechless. It was just that he had never seen this kind of competition before. There are too many weirdos these days.

"Take care of yourselves. If you don't talk, no one will treat you as a mute."

The person beside him also spoke up for Wang Xiaoru. "Who are you? How dare you take charge of the territory and speak up for the people around you?" It wasn't a big deal if he hadn't seen it before. What's going on with the media foreigners? You are not letting me speak? "

The faces of those few people flushed in anger.

Wang Xiaoru laughed complacently when she saw that these people had turned into mutes.

Ning Yi only participated in the competition to find Chen Long. He didn't want to cause any trouble, and seeing that Wang Xiaoru wasn't bullied, he pressed her to stop her from messing around.

At that moment, a man with dyed red hair walked over.

The muscular man was 1.8 meters tall, and his steps were steady. He seemed to be very strong. As soon as he appeared, someone shouted.

"Second brother, here."

The one who shouted was one of the people who had just clashed with Wang Xiaoru and Ning Yi. He looked short, thin and yellow, like he was malnourished.

The person called second brother heard the voice and walked over. Only then did everyone clearly see his appearance and immediately became surprised.

"It's actually Li Cheng. He's a contestant from last year. He actually came again."

"It looks like his aura is stronger than it was last time. He's a formidable opponent. Who knows, he might even be able to rush into the top eight."

"This is a term that doesn't satisfy the last time. Martial artists don't even admit defeat."

"Looks like he's going to make it into the top eight."

Li Cheng did not pay attention to the surrounding discussions and walked to the side of the yellow skinny man, as if he was asking about what happened just now. Li Cheng looked at Ning Yi, then took the documents from the yellow skinny man's hands and walked towards the registration area.

"Sure, you're actually brothers with Li Cheng?"

"This Li Cheng is going to be popular this year. If your brother succeeds, you're going to be rich …"

The yellow-skinned skinny man looked at Li Cheng's back and proudly stuck out his chest. Hearing the praises from the crowd, he couldn't help but look at Ning Yi and Wang Xiaoru.

If you didn't know, you would think he was participating himself.

"I wonder what some country bumpkins are doing here? Make a fuss about nothing, but let people talk about it. "

His voice was not soft. Those who had spoken up for Wang Xiaoru earlier also remained silent. They were afraid that they would offend a competitor's friend and cause trouble for themselves.

Wang Xiaoru frowned and asked, "Brother Ning, is he talking about us?"

Ning Yi nodded, "Then who else can we say?"

Wang Xiaoru glared at him and was just about to get angry when Ning Yi stopped her, "You don't have to be mad at a dog."

With that, Ning Yi pulled Wang Xiaoru and walked towards the registration area.

That yellow faced skinny man had been paying attention to the movements of Wang Xiaoru and Ning Yi. Seeing the two of them walk towards the registration point, he couldn't help but sneer.

"What's wrong? What's so funny?"

The yellow-skinned man pointed at Ning Yi, "Look, someone had a conflict with me just now. Seeing that second brother went to register, this guy actually followed him."

"Hahahaha, that's true..."

"With his physique, he can't even match up to half of your brother. How could he dare to sign up? Doesn't he know that he has to sign up for an invitation letter before he can sign up?"

"I can't help but laugh. Weirdo happens every year, and there's a lot of them this year. If he can compare, I can do it too..."

There were quite a number of people around the yellow faced technical man and they were all loud. Hearing their discussion, everyone looked at Ning Yi, and when they saw that he actually walked in front of the registration office, they all burst out in laughter, their eyes were full of ridicule and wanted to watch a good show.

Not far away, when Ning Yi came over, Li Sheng noticed him.

People like Li Cheng, who had already participated in one match, were very familiar with the rules. Because they were here for the ranking, before the match, they would naturally investigate the strong competitors and use them to predict their opponents.

However, he had never seen Ning Yi before.

Plus, he didn't have a good impression of Ning Yi due to what his brother said about the conflict, so he made fun of him, "Brat, you can slap yourself to make sure you're fat. Be careful not to make yourself the laughing stock of everyone. This sort of competition is not something that you can participate in. "

Ning Yi's expression did not change. He did not even bother to look back as he passed the ID to the staff member.

Everyone looked at him in amusement, waiting for the staff member to return his ID to Ning Yi. Then, they would announce the rules of registration, telling him that he couldn't participate without an invitation, making him feel extremely embarrassed...

However, after waiting for a few seconds and not seeing the staff member return his ID, the staff member took the ID card and checked it. After registering some information, he handed Ning Yi a work card.

Li Cheng's expression froze as he raised his head in surprise.

"Look, how did he get his work card?"

"Damn, he really signed up?" Was that his invitation? "

"How is this possible? His physique is so small and thin, he doesn't seem like a martial artist. A martial artist's strength and muscles are absolutely linked …"

The yellow-skinned man's mouth stiffened for a second, to the point that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

When the surrounding reporters saw that this really was a registered fighter, they immediately grabbed their microphones and ran towards Ning Yi. Luckily, the security guards and staff members were able to stop them.

After registering, the staff member reported on the radio:

"Fighter competition's 100th competitor, Ning Yi, registration successful."

This name sounded very familiar, as if he had heard of it before.

Everyone stared in shock.

"So you are Ning Yi? That guy who I heard has a 100% win rate recently? "

Li Cheng's voice was not small, and contained a hint of sarcasm.

With this reminder, everyone recognized Ning Yi.

"It really is him. I've seen him before on the news. If I don't recognize him, how can an ordinary person like him be invited?"

"That's right, this year's fighter competition is too overkill, why is such a person allowed in?"

"I heard that he put up a fight in the arena. Not only did he appear on the news, he even got a 100% win rate. He even seemed to have offended someone who was being chased by assassins, but he was still unharmed. This is probably the reason why he got the invitation letter …"

"The killer can get away unscathed and has a 100% chance of winning, do you think everyone is a fool? Don't say that he specially invited actors just to get the qualification for the competition … "0

"Right, right, there was one like that in the previous competition. Not only was he permanently expelled from the Martial Arts Association, but he also lost his qualifications to compete in all of the official competitions. Is Ning Yi trying to imitate him again?"

"I heard that the officials of the competition are very cautious with the candidates of the invitation letter every year. From the looks of it, this person is very capable. "What a despicable bastard …"

"If you say it's a ninety-nine percent chance, I can still barely believe you. This one hundred percent chance, you're really treating me as a fool …" "The company backing this guy has really underestimated the IQ of the masses..."

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