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Chapter 116: A Lucky Win?

In the sneering of the audience as if it was rippling like a torrent, Lin Dong stepped on the ladder, walked slowly to the main stage. The bald man Ma Teng stared at Lin Dong's Xufu's steps and snorted lightly.

Lin Dong smiled faintly, rubbed his palms at his very confident acting skills, walked to a distance in front of Ma Teng, and said with a fist: "This hero, this is an ordinary game. Don't kill him. Just make friends. Lin Dong will thank him again the other day!" Lin Dong lowered his posture and whispered, looking afraid that others would hear it.

Ma Teng said angrily: "Ma's subordinates will not kill the nameless man. Boy, because you are so young, I can not kill you, just walk down from the stage by yourself! Ma doesn't like you, and doesn't care about your heavy thanks. Why, don't you want to go down? If you want to fight, beat me, don't expect Ma to cheat!"

Lin Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ma Teng deeply, and nodded. The latter has a bad temper and upright character. Without any cultivation, he can enter the regular season with the strength of his body and ordinary attacks, which indirectly proves his strong strength. If such a talent can be used by the All-Time Department, it would be a good thing.

After the host withdrew from the main stage and went down to the secondary stage, he announced: "The dead, the one who surrenders actively, and the one who falls under the stage is considered to be a loss!"

Lin Dong suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Referee, I was so hungry that I was almost down. For the sake of fairness of the game, can I eat something first?"

More than 100,000 viewers in the audience burst into laughter. Lin Dong scratched his head awkwardly and looked at the referee beside the host. The referee's facial muscles were twitching, and there were few restrictions at the martial arts conference, so the control of contestants was not too strict. In such a tense environment, it would be unfair if the contestant was exhausted due to hunger. At previous martial arts conferences, no contestant requested a suspension of the competition due to hunger.

The referee turned his gaze to Pang Youde, who had finished the competition. At this Qiaotian City Martial Arts Conference, Pang Youde was not only the person in charge of the organizer, but also the participant. Pang Youde glanced at Lin Dong in confusion, waved to a warrior in Pangmen, and signaled the latter to get some food.

"Sect Master Pang, I am allergic to many foods. Yesterday, I bought a special box rice crispy chicken sliced ​​bibimbap from Southern Xinjiangzhou on the fast food truck on the corner of the street. The chicken pieces are red, tender, crispy, and the secret juice is overflowing. It is crispy and delicious. Mixed with fresh and crystal white rice, which is the only delicacy left in the world. After eating it, my legs are no longer numb, my waist no longer hurts, and my whole body is full of strength. Hey~~ Even my years of inferiority complex have been reduced by half. At this moment, when I face the heroes of Qiao Tian City, Ma Tengma, I feel very stressed and weak all over. It is the time to eat crispy chicken sliced ​​bibimbap. I hope Sect Master Pang allows me to eat a bowl!"

Pang Youde had a headache, Ma Teng frowned, and his bald head reflected the afterglow of the sunset. He glanced at the stunned audience, Ma Teng shouted impatiently: "Eat quickly, eat well, save enough strength before taking action, so as not to say that I, Ma, won't be able to win, don't delay the fight!"

Lin Dong glanced at Ma Teng, "Fighting? This word is well used without cultivation. We are competing and conducting martial arts exchanges."

Just as Pang Youde arranged his disciples to go to the corner to buy lunch boxes, a loud voice came from the audience: "Xia Lin, the lunch box you want is here!" Zhang Xiaotian walked forward in small steps, holding the lunch box box in both hands, and a pair of chopsticks were placed on the lunch box. Zhang Xiaotian was wearing the clothes arranged in advance by Lin Dong and the autocratic clothes that matched the signature on Jiang Yushu's dining car.

Jiang Yushu looked at Zhang Xiaotian, who was moving like a snail from a distance, covered her mouth and smiled cleverly, while Song Xiaowu gave a thumbs up in the direction of Lin Dong. A shameless person is invincible, and a tree is as hard as iron. When advertising on this occasion, Senior Brother Jiu is crazy about money!

The audience burst into laughter and regarded Lin Dong and Zhang Xiaotian as fools. Especially Zhang Xiaotian's yelling three words "Lin Hero" made the audience's sarcastic voices heat up. As the organizer, Pang Youde glared at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "The boy who delivered the fast food will present the fast food and test it."

Pang Zhanxi stared at Lin Dong with a calm expression and remembered the fast food truck he saw on the corner of the street. Pang Zhanxi's beautiful eyes were bright, and a smile appeared on his beautiful face.

"So that thin girl selling fast food and having birthmarks on her face is your beauty! Well, it's very beautiful..." Pang Zhanxi murmured lightly, then turned around and walked secretly towards the fast food truck.

There were mixed shouting, scolding, and ridicule from the audience. Lin Dong ignored it and picked up the lunch box and sat on the edge of the main stage, facing the audience. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and swallowed it, licked his lips, and then took a bite of rice into his mouth, chewing it hard, sighing while chewing: "It smells so fragrant, so fragrant..."

The shouting in the audience gradually decreased and finally returned to silence. More than 100,000 people stared at Lin Dong, who was sitting on the edge of the main stage, with his legs drooping, and his eyes were full of fire. Many people secretly swallowed and spitted. The competition lasted for one day. Due to the exciting competition, many people watched the game hungry. The scene was extremely strange at this time. More than 100,000 hungry audiences were quietly watching Lin Dong who was eating lunch boxes on the stage and was extremely worthy of beating... Many people secretly planned to go to the fast food truck in the corner to buy a crispy chicken sliced ​​bibimbap and try it!

Lin Dong ignored everyone's eyes and after eating, he patted his stomach with satisfaction and shouted: "It's too full, it's so delicious. I'll eat it tomorrow!"

Ma Teng clenched his fists and said angrily: "Boy, come and get beaten after eating. Go to the hospital tomorrow!"

There was a cheer in the audience, followed by more than 100,000 people scolded and contempt for Lin Dong. Lin Dong threw the lunch box under the stage, and Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly ran over, picked it up, and put it in the trash can. Lin Dong walked to Ma Teng's side, Ma Teng snorted coldly, smashed the ground with his soles, and his palms were merged, then opened it, one palm supported his arm, and the other palm was exposed, and pressed towards Lin Dong.

"This palm will be injured at most. He must have thought that I have no cultivation and wanted to test it with one palm. Ma Teng looks fierce, but he is not a ruthless person. In this way, there is no need for me to take action..." Lin Dong did not avoid this palm. He flew out three feet away with Ma Teng's palm and fell to the ground.

Staring at Ma Teng's puzzled expression, Lin Dong said intimidatingly: It's too much!

Ma Teng's palm was slightly numb, and he just hit Lin Dong, giving him the feeling of bombarding the iron wall. Seeing Lin Dong flying three feet away, Ma Teng thought to himself: Could it be that my foreign martial arts have improved again? This kid is too weak and vulnerable. It feels like hitting him on an iron wall. What's going on?

As Ma Teng hesitated, Lin Dong got up and ran towards Ma Teng. There was a burst of exclamation from the audience. Ma Teng suddenly woke up, but Lin Dong had already run in front of him. Lin Dong punched Ma Teng's left eye, Ma Teng blocked his arm in front of him with one arm, and his other hand hit Lin Dong's stomach. Lin Dong punched Ma Teng's strong arm, deliberately restraining his strength, he had already minimized his strength.

Lin Dong deliberately did not avoid the attack from Ma Teng's bombardment, and his body arched slightly, rolled on the ground several times, wiping the blood on his lips and climbed up. Ma Teng grinned and said, "You guy is quite strong, not bad. Even if you don't have internal skills, your external skills are just beginning. In decades, you can still reach my level!"

While talking, Ma Teng rushed over. Lin Dong turned around and ran, but was gradually forced into the corner by Ma Teng.

There was a loud noise in the audience, and countless people shouted at the top of their voices: "Push down! Push down..."

Among the crowd, Yang Sandao, the King of Broken River, hugged his arms in front of his chest, stared at the direction of the main stage with a sarcastic face, and sneered: "This kid can't even pass the first level. He is against me to increase his fame, boldness and delusion."

Meng Chang, who was beside Yang Sandao, laughed and said, "What's the fame? That kid is now notorious. Even the odds of betting are so high. The person who hosts the betting has always been from the Ouyang family. The higher the odds, the weaker the people. The Ouyang family's judgment has always been correct."

Yang Sandao looked indifferent and nodded, "That's right, no one believes that this kid can win. As powerful as the Ouyang family, it is a high-ranking existence with a sharp eye. They don't like this kid, which means that this kid has been sentenced to death."

Lin Dong stared at Ma Teng, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Lin Dong had always been very confident in his acting skills. When he saw Ma Teng's sympathy, he was more confident. If Ma Teng put Lin Dong out of the main stage, Lin Dong would directly end the regular season. Ma Teng sighed, his fists were crossed around his waist, ready to attack at any time and knock Lin Dong off the stage.

"Go down, boy!" After a moment of stalemate, Ma Teng suddenly attacked, rushed forward, and slapped towards Lin Dong.

Facing Ma Teng who suddenly attacked, Lin Dong's body suddenly lowered, took a half-step, his right foot was messy, behind his left foot. Under the eyes of more than 100,000 people, Lin Dong tripped himself...

At this moment, Ma Teng had already rushed to his body, his fists brushed over Lin Dong's shoulders, and both fists fell. Lin Dong seemed to have a natural reaction. When he fell down, his palms were swaying, trying to grab support objects to prevent himself from falling. In the exclamation of everyone, Lin Dong grabbed Ma Teng's arm and used force like Tai Chi. Ma Teng was thrown directly to the audience.

Ma Teng got up from the ground, turned around suddenly, staring at Lin Dong who had just landed, and looked horrified. If the feeling just now was right, Lin Dong's casual grab would be at least a thousand pounds of force, and Ma Teng was powerless to stop Lin Dong's throw.

Ma Teng landed first, Lin Dong landed later.

Ma Teng was defeated and eliminated. Lin Dong won and advanced to the next round.

Ma Teng looked deeply at Lin Dong who climbed to the main stage, raised his hands, and put it in a victory shape. He had been in the world for many years and had seen too many characters pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. At this time, he knew very well what kind of Lin Dong belonged to.

Seeing Lin Dong roaring on the main stage, he roared with joy, and sighed from the audience. In their eyes, Ma Teng fell off the stage, which was a mistake, and Lin Dong won was purely a lucky draw.

This is how people are. They can’t stand other people’s success and always classify their success as luck.
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