"good!"

A heavy sound came from the control room on the second floor. It had been hidden here and had never made a sound. The turbid air held in his heart was long spit out, with red light on his face and feeling very comfortable all over.

This game is about the honor of the club.

Zheng Hai, who had been dormant for four years, came in a fierce manner, obviously for winning the doubles. He had been uneasy before, and everyone knew the strength of the Lions. Shang Yang's skills have always been unknown. He saw the hard training, but he didn't show it completely on the court, so no one could give a standard.

Now he has a clear mind!

"It's amazing to make progress!"

Brother Xiong, standing behind him, sighed heavily. It was the first time he had seen a boxer who had made such great progress. He said it was talent? It should be the so-called talent. He looked at the figure in the boxing ring and refused to leave. He slowly said: "But, with his strength, he cannot compare with the madman or challenger. When he enters the final, the probability of victory is still not high..."

"Is a game important?"

Ge Zhong turned his head and asked.

“Don’t it matter?”

Brother Xiong was also questioning surprisingly.

The two looked at each other for five seconds, and Ge Zhong took the lead in changing his eyes: "Haha..."

...

In the boxing ring, the smoke of gunpowder dissipated and the figure gradually became clear.

At the beginning of this game, the Black Dragon and Black Tiger brothers were respected by the lion. They thought they were sure to be able to fight Shang Yang. The final result was that the information was incorrect and they were caught off guard. Then, at the end, there was only one person in the place where the lights were illuminated.

The audience was cheering and the audience was roaring.

Shang Yang finally raised his head and raised his chest to meet the audience's eyes. The first time he fought against Lao Hei was a routine, the second time he collided with Tie Niu was a means, and the two appearances were not very exciting, but this time it was different. He relied on his own strength to knock down his opponent in front of everyone.

Walking in the boxing ring, facing around, raising your hand and clapping your palms as you walk.

Wherever he went, the audience would slam his hands.

At this moment, the word "honor" filled his heart.

Four boxers ran over from the boxer's appearance position and carried the stretcher, and two doctors in white coats. They didn't expect that they were knocked unconscious just after the second game of the game started today. They hurried onto the stage to check their injuries, confirmed that they were not in danger of life, and carried them onto the stretcher and left.

"Don't think that ko and their own strength are enough to fight against madmen and challengers. I can tell you that although the ranking is based on the winning ranking, it is recognized by the teacher. It can enter the teacher's attention. All of them are elites. Compared with ordinary players, it is a difference between them..."

A cold voice came from behind Shang Yang.

The lion looked ahead without any emotional emphasis. Today was supposed to be his home court, but Shang Yang stole the limelight.

Shang Yang turned his head and didn't have much affection for this teammate who was disloyal from him. Although the two brothers had already promised to admit defeat, relying on a promise on the field alone would be too pediatric. He was angry, but he thought about it again. This time his real goal was a madman and a challenger.

If there is friction with him now, the overall situation will be unstable.

He deliberately changed the topic and said, "Who is sir?"

The lion's expression was still so arrogant, but his beard moved, and he walked out of the ring silently.

Shang Yang tried his best to put his smile on his face, and finally waved his hands to the audience, walked down the ring with cheers. When he walked into the backstage corridor, the eyes of the other boxers who looked at him suddenly changed. Few people mentioned that Tie Niu was almost stabbed to death, which did not mean that he had completely passed.

Everyone's friendship with Shang Yang was more or less out of fierce fear.

And now it is a consideration of strength.

Especially Mazi, when he saw him coming, he quickly turned his head to the other side, for fear of being noticed. After all, in the backstage lounge, he was the only one who dared to sing opposite to Shang Yang. After seeing the black dragon knocking down with one punch and kicking the black tiger away, he was completely confused. It turned out that sweating profusely every day would really gain...

"Swish..."

He was walking towards the lounge and passed by a man.

When he entered the line and loved the line, Shang Yang did not dare to say that he had a pair of golden eyes, but when he passed by, he could tell whether he was a flowery air or a hidden martial arts boy at a glance.

I realized that this person is not simple.

Shang Yang stopped and turned his head to look at the man's leaving back. He was not tall. He was short in the boxing ring full of muscular men, about 1.78 meters, with a simple flat head and a weight of about 130 kilograms. However, just like this, walking with a wind, Shang Yang felt unfathomable.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Wu walked over with a smile on his face. He watched the game throughout the whole process. He was worried when he saw Shang Yang wanting one-on-two. He almost shouted when he saw Shang Yang dealing with the two opponents. The contestants on the rankings were never disdainful of the backstage contestants, just like those students in the school who skipped classes every day and could still get the top exams, and those students who were still getting the average scores of lights and boiling oil every day.

Naturally, it has arrogance.

Therefore, Shang Yang not only defeated the two brothers, but also showed off for the backstage players.

"Have you seen that person?"

Shang Yang pointed to the person ahead, who was about to disappear from sight.

Zhang Wu said casually: "I know what Wu Fan is named, I don't know where it came out. There is one single person. This time the opponent is Zi Yang. I focused on checking it. Just look at his figure and you will know that it is a delivery item. It won't take a turn!"

"Submitted to Wu?"

It sounds like this name doesn't look like a nickname, but this surname is rare.

"yes"

Zhang Wu nodded and said in surprise: "What's wrong, do you know each other?"

Shang Yang shook his head. In fact, this person gave him the same feeling as a madman who could use "scissors to clamp his neck" to watch. He was not the most standard boxer. He should have learned other kung fu skills such as Taekwondo, but under the special rules of the club entertainment public, he played the greatest effect.

He didn't say what he thought, now he was just guessing and couldn't be sure.

I was about to go back to the lounge to take a shower, my body was covered in sweat and blood.

At this moment, a voice from the boxing ring came from my ears: "Let us invite... the fool flies!"

Zhou Fei’s game?

Shang Yang was stunned. He really forgot what number Zhou Fei was. After a brief hesitation, he decided to take a look. Although he had no good feelings for Zhou Fei now, Uncle Zhou was still there. The grace of a drop of water should be repaid. Strictly speaking, Uncle Zhou was the one who brought himself into this door.

"Hey...you won't take a shower?"

Zhang Wu saw him turn back and shouted in surprise.

Shang Yang felt chills when he heard this, and couldn't help but speed up two steps. If he read the news, he would find that a large number of homosexuals were muscular men. Some said that it was because straight men were too lazy to exercise, and some said that the purpose of exercise was to attract girls. But as he practiced, he found that there were men around him, so he secretly fell in love...

There hasn't been a real ambiguity in the backstage lounge yet.

But after two months of observation, it seems that there are indeed signs of two people that are wrong. They are usually well hidden and the details are worth pondering.

Zhang Wu is one of them.

He was still shouting: "Oh... I need to wash!"
Chapter completed!