264: C264 The Final Is at Hand

C264 The Final Is at Hand

"This is James's footage of the war." Ning Yun brought over a stack of recordings and said worriedly to Liao Xiaoduo, "President, you have to be careful. This person's path is a bit unruly and he also has many unorthodox Chinese moves. He's a bit difficult to deal with."

Liao Xiaoduo opened the video and observed it carefully.

James was a delicate looking young man. Although he had blonde hair, he had a pair of black eyes.

"Is he mixed?" Liao Xiaoduo couldn't help but ask.

Ning Yun nodded: "That's also why he knows some Chinese martial arts."

This James was indeed a natural born martial arts genius.

For thousands of years, the Martial Arts Skill of the tall and sturdy westerners had always been masculine, which was inseparable from their powerful stature. However, it had more than enough strength and was not flexible enough. On the other hand, the dexterous Eastern Martial Arts Skill complemented each other. Although the most masculine and powerful pure yang martial arts were not as refined as Western people, flexible moves could often compensate for the flaws in their fighting style.

As a hybrid, James possessed both Westerner's strength and Oriental's flexibility. The two complemented each other, and his moves were flawless and ever-changing. In just a few short rounds, Liao Xiaoduo could already see the quincuncial piles, the lithe Ling Yan tri-fold, the powerful Mountain Pushing Palm, and even the rarely seen Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms in the Chinese martial arts world.

He really was an interesting opponent! Liao Xiaoduo's gaze became more and more excited. For a moment, he felt a little itchy and wanted to spar with his opponent in moves.

"When is the finals?" Liao Xiaoduo asked.

"Tomorrow night!" Ning Yun replied.

"Good!" I can't wait. " Liao Xiaoduo looked at James, who cheered for victory in the recording. The corner of his mouth curled up as he smiled meaningfully.

Recently, the international fighting competition in the Starfire City had become exceptionally popular. Some people even started gambling outside the arena.

"Come, come, come. I will buy until my hands leave my hands. I have no regrets!"

"I bet on James. He won eleven consecutive rounds!"

"However, it's said that Sen Luo has sent a powerful character this time."

"Forget it, that's what Sen Luo always said. When have you ever seen him win the championship?!"

"That's true. I won the Limitless last year and almost lost my pants!"

"I bet on James!"

"Me too, I'm pressuring James."

"+ 1"

"I bet 10 million on Senluo!"

Everyone immediately raised their eyebrows at the generous offer.

Tan Qingqing took out a cheque from her bag, wrote it down a few times, and handed it to the sponsor.

"Beauty, I'd advise you not to bet on Zeno. Zeno has already lost for several years, and he probably won't be any worse this year either!"

Someone kindly reminded him.

Tan Qingqing, wearing sunglasses and a cold demeanor, completely ignored the warnings of the people around her.

"Ahh, what a shame. This girl is so good-looking, she's truly a fool."

"Yeah, that's right. This ten million is no small sum. I think we'll have to suffer a loss and die!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Who cares about her. She voted for Sen Luo, so we can split the money."

"Hahahaha, I'm rich!"

For the entire day, Tan Qingqing was the only one who supported Sen Luo's victory.

There was only half an hour left before the start of the international tournament.

The scene of the international fighting competition was already in a frenzy. Tens of thousands of seats were fully occupied. There were even people who had thought of all sorts of ways to sneak in. Even if the entire audience was standing there, they would still want to watch the finals from the sidelines.

As a well-known anchorman, Tan Qingqing naturally could not miss this opportunity to increase the number of fans. She had already prepared a camera long ago to take the best viewing spot.

In the arena, both sides were in the process of warming up.

"Stinky, you must not lose this game. I put all my effort into betting on you to win!" Tan Qingqing took off her sunglasses coldly, and looked at Liao Xiaoduo's head, preparing to send another burst of fear.

Liao Xiaoduo quickly dodged it.

"Cousin, if I win, I get 50% of my salary."

Liao Xiaoduo was just worrying that he didn't have a place to save money. Now, the system's appetite was getting bigger, and the probability of winning the lottery was getting smaller. If he wanted to get a decent Martial Arts Skill, he would need to spend tens of millions.

He really hated the fact that he could not afford to spend so much money.

Tan Qingqing rolled her eyes at Liao Xiaoduo in annoyance, "You win first. If you win, don't mention 50%, I agree to even 30%!"

In the entire Starfire City, she was the only one who won against Sen Luo. If Liao Xiaoduo won, she would earn more than just tens of millions, hundreds of millions! How long would it take for him to earn so much from the live broadcast!?

"Don't worry, I've never lost to your cousin!" Liao Xiaoduo blinked confidently at Tan Qingqing, as if he already had the billions in his pocket.

"Thank you for coming to the international fighting arena, I am host Ning Yun!"

Ning Yun, who was wearing an elegant white dress, stood in the middle of the arena with an extraordinary temperament.

The boiling crowd immediately quieted down.

"There are two contestants in this competition. One of them is James from Country A."

James was gentle as he stood at the end of the stage, and waved towards everyone with a smile. His handsome face attracted a lot of loyal fans for him.

"Ahh, James is coming over!

"James, you are the most handsome! "You are the most handsome!"

"James, good job. Beat him up, beat him up."

"Zen, this is the person in front of us. He hurt us last time. You have to teach him a lesson this time!" The foreign woman looked at Liao Xiaoduo with hatred while her hands were wrapped in plaster.

"Oh, this person is quite capable." James shook his head, excitement brimming in his eyes.

Ning Yun cleared his throat and solemnly told everyone to quiet down.

"The next contestant to come out is Shinra Club's Liao Xiaoduo!"

A beam of light hit the other side of the stage. Liao Xiaoduo slowly stepped forward and stood under the beam of light.

"What kind of person is this?" Why haven't I heard of it before? "

"Looking at his skinny body, he probably won't even take a punch."

"Sen Luo is giving up on himself. He's leaving so many experts behind, but he just sent a little kid who still hasn't grown all his hair."

Tan Qingqing, who was in the broadcast room, was about to explain when she heard so many boos behind her. She retorted snappily, "The match is not over yet. I still don't know who will win!"0

During the clear weather, the fans were also madly typing away in the broadcast room.

"This international tournament is a bit too awesome."

"Did Great Qing know that Liao Xiaoduo? Why else would she speak up for him?"

"Great Qing has always had a sharp eye. Maybe she does have some tricks up her sleeve."

"I don't think so. That foreigner, it's obvious that he's a practitioner!"

"..."

In the heated discussion, Liao Xiaoduo and James bowed to each other.

The finals of the international fighting competition was about to begin!

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