God Scratch Card

"Here is the video of James' battle." Ning Yun carried a stack of videos, and said to Liao Xiaoduo worriedly, "President, you have to be careful, this person's way is a bit wild, and there are many side-trackers." Huaxia's moves are a bit difficult to deal with."

Liao Xiaoduo turned on the video and observed carefully.

James is a young man with delicate eyebrows and eyes. Although he has blond hair, he has eyes with black pupils.

"Is he a mixed race?" Liao Xiaoduo couldn't help asking.

Ning Yun nodded: "That's why he knows some Chinese kung fu."

This James is indeed a natural martial arts prodigy.

For thousands of years, the martial arts skills of tall and burly Westerners have been mainly masculine, which is inseparable from their mighty figures.But there is more than enough rigidity and not enough flexibility.The light and thin Oriental martial arts skills are complementary to it. Although the pure Yang martial arts are not as refined as the Westerners, the flexible moves can often make up for the shortcomings in the battle.

As a mixed race, James has both the strength of a Westerner and the softness of an Easterner. The two complement each other, and his moves are flawless and varied.In just a few back and forth, Liao Xiaoduo saw the light plum blossom pile, the light Lingyan three turns, Zhigang's Pushing Mountain Palm, and even the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are rarely seen in Chinese martial arts circles.

An interesting opponent indeed!Liao Xiaoduo's eyes became more and more excited, and he felt a little itch for a while, and wanted to learn from the opponent in terms of moves.

"When is the final?" Liao Xiaoduo asked.

"Tomorrow night!" Ning Yun replied.

"Okay! I can't wait any longer." Liao Xiaoduo looked at James who was cheering for the victory in the video, and the corner of his mouth curled up, and he smiled meaningfully.

Recently, the International Fighting Tournament held in Starfire City has been extremely hot, and some people have even started to bet against each other outside the venue.

"Come, come, buy it and let it go, you will have no regrets!"

"I beat James, he has won eleven games in a row!"

"But it is said that Sen Luo sent a powerful character this time."

"Forget it, Sen Luo said that every time, which time have you seen him win the championship?!"

"That's right, I bought Sen Luo Ying last year, and almost lost my pants!"

"I beat James to win!"

"Me too, press James."

"+1"

"I beat Sen Luo, 1000 million!"

The arrogance of spending a lot of money immediately caught everyone's attention.

Tan Qingqing took out a check from her bag, swiped it a few times and handed it to the organizer.

"Beauty, I advise you not to vote for Sen Luo. Sen Luo has lost for several years, and this year is probably not bad!"

Someone kindly reminded.

Tan Qingqing was wearing sunglasses, with a cool look of keeping away from strangers, completely ignoring the reminders of the people around her.

"Hey, what a pity, this girl is so good-looking, but she is really a fool."

"Who says it's not, this 1000 million is not a small amount, I guess it's a loss!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't care about her, she invested in Senluo, and we will divide up the money."

"Hahahaha, get rich!"

After a whole day, Tan Qingqing was the only one who supported Sen Luo to win.

At this time, there was only half an hour left before the start of the international fighting competition.

The scene of the international fighting competition is already in full swing.The tens of thousands of seats were packed, and there were even people who tried various methods to sneak in, even if the audience was standing, they wanted to watch the finals live.

As a well-known anchor, Tan Qingqing naturally couldn't let go of this good opportunity to gain fans, so she prepared the camera early and occupied the best viewing position.

In the arena, both sides are warming up and preparing.

"Stinky boy, you must not lose this round. My old lady has put all her money to pressure you to win!" Tan Qingqing took off her sunglasses coldly, and was about to shudder again towards Liao Xiaoduo's head.

Liao Xiaoduo hurriedly dodged away.

"Cousin, if you win, the salary will be [-]-[-]."

Liao Xiaoduo was worrying about having no place to save money, and now the system's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and the probability of winning the lottery is getting smaller and smaller.If you want to get a decent martial arts skill, you have to spend tens of millions.

It's true that when the money is used up, I hate less.

Tan Qingqing gave Liao Xiaoduo an angry look: "You win for me first. If you win, don't say five or five points, I agree with three or seven points!"

In the entire Xinghuo City, she was the only one who beat Sen Luo to win. If Liao Xiaoduo really won, she would not only earn tens of millions, but hundreds of millions!How long does it take to live broadcast to earn so much!

"Don't worry, I have never lost to your cousin!" Liao Xiaoduo blinked at Tan Qingqing confidently, as if he had already put the hundreds of millions in his arms.

"Thank you, audience, for coming to the scene of the international fighting competition. I am the host, Ning Yun!"

Ning Yun was wearing an elegant white dress, standing in the center of the ring with a superb temperament.

The boiling crowd immediately fell silent.

"There are two contestants in the final of this fighting competition, one is James from country A."

James stood gracefully at one end of the ring, smiling and waving to everyone. His handsome face attracted a wave of diehard fans for him.

"Ahhhh, James is here!"

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

"James is doing great, beat him, beat him."

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

"Oh, this person has two skills." James shook his head, his eyes bursting with excitement of meeting his opponent.

Ning Yun cleared his throat, and calmed everyone down quite solemnly.

"The next player to play is Liao Xiaoduo from Senluo Club!"

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

"Who is this? Why have you never heard of it before?"

"Looking at this thin and small appearance, I guess I can't take a punch."

"Sen Luo is going to give up on himself. Instead of sending so many masters, he sent a kid with no hair."

Tan Qingqing was preparing to explain in the live broadcast room. Hearing so many boos from behind, she retorted angrily: "The competition is not over yet, and we don't know who will win!"

In the rainy and sunny live broadcast room, fans are frantically swiping the screen.

"This international fighting competition is a bit awesome."

"Does Qingda know that Liao Xiaoduo? Otherwise, why would you speak up for him?"

"Qing Da's eyes have always been vicious, maybe this person is quite smart."

"I don't see it right, that foreigner looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance!"

Amidst the heated discussions, Liao Xiaoduo and James bowed to each other.

The final of the international fighting competition is about to kick off!