I, Live Creation Wizard

Chapter 127 Winning
"Everyone." The blond host's voice became low, and two lines of tears flowed from the sunglasses.

"Puff puff puff." He sucked in his nose sharply.

If you take off his sunglasses, you will find that his eyes are red.

"This is the most touching thing I've ever seen in my career." The host wiped his red eyes, and his voice was choked up.

"Our special player has strong wrists and a small butt. He was born in a poor family. His father's dream was to become the supreme boxing champion, but in the end, he fell ill after training hard."

"Little butt has inherited his father's hopes and dreams, he wants to be the world champion."

"However, his body is so weak that he can't even complete basic physical training."

"But to him, does it matter? It doesn't matter!"

"He survived with perseverance, 10 kilometers of aerobics every day, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, combined with various strength training, to provoke the big devil to exercise reflexes and physical strength."

"Finally, he stood on this stage."

"Father, I'm going to a boxing match. He said to his seriously ill father that day."

"However, reality hit him in the head.

Since he is an elf, he cannot fight on a human level.

In the end, his father passed away. "

There were sobs in the auditorium, and many emotional audiences were already in tears.

What a moving history of struggle.

"Although the father has passed away, the little butt is already fighting for his father's dream." The host's voice became high-pitched.

"Today, he is standing on this stage, and we have invited him to an exhibition match with the champion Ghost Fist in the Thirteenth Fighter Competition in S City."

The audience suddenly burst into applause.

"Polly!" Little Butt raised his hand proudly.

The ghost boxing player also smiled and shook hands with Little Butt.

.......
Li Qiuran, who had just finished his research, returned to the temporary laboratory, feeling a little tired.

He jumped on the bed and lay down without taking off his clothes and pants.

Pushing against Tianhuo beside him: "Go over."

"Gaha." Tianhuo reluctantly moved his butt.

Li Qiuran turned on the TV.

Hey!It happened to be a fighting game.

Good luck, catch up with the hot one.

But Li Qiuran looked more and more wrong.

Why is there a wrist in the camera?
The host's voice sounded slowly: "Little Butt's father passed away, and now he is fighting with his father's last wish."

The more Li Qiuran heard it, the more something went wrong.

What?Death?

Seems like a little ass I created so I die?

Looking at the reaction of the audience, everyone cried with red eyes.

Li Qiuran suddenly became ill.

It has to be said that the world's entertainment programs are still at the level of Li Qiuran's 10-year Super Girl.

Each contestant has to make up a touching story.

That is commonly known as selling miserably.

But the audience still eats this set.

If I reproduced a popular variety show in my previous life, wouldn't I be able to handle the variety shows in this world?

The ambition of Hongbai Company is not only to integrate elves into society, but also to export culture and build alliances!

.......
In the arena, the boxing match begins.

Little Butt looked at Ghost Fist nervously, his body was a little stiff.

Hearing the deafening cheers from the sidelines, his mind went blank.

He subconsciously assumed a fighting posture, but his steps were slightly stiff.

Obviously, I have been training day after day before, so I should have muscle memory.

"Poli (don't be nervous)" Little Butt said to himself in his heart.

He looked at Ghost Fist, and he had only reached Ghost Fist's abdomen, the difference in size was too great.

"Everyone, the height and tonnage of the players with small butts are at a huge disadvantage. This battle is destined to be a difficult one." The host said.

In contrast, Ghost Fist, a fighting expert, seemed much more at ease.

He took light steps, his body swayed, and he showed a fighting posture.

"Appeared, the proud pace of a Ghost Fist player."

"The body shakes slightly, the steps are trivial and quick, and it is as elusive as a ghost."

"Ghost boxing players use their strides to the extreme. They can appear behind the opponent with their steps to strike in an instant. The visual effect is like teleportation. This is ghost step."

"Shua." As soon as the words fell, Ghost Fist had a phantom on his body, and his right fist hit the head of the little butt.

In the exclamation, the little butt flew five meters away.

"It's unbelievable. The ghost boxing player sent his little butt flying with a ghost punch, and hit him hard! I believe that after this punch, the little butt will lose its fighting power."

"We can see that the expression of the ghost boxing player is a little surprised. Obviously, we didn't expect the little butt player not to dodge."

The referee hurried to the little butt to check the injury.

If you lose your life, then things will be troublesome.

"Little butt contestant, can you see this number?" The referee pointed out a finger.

The little butt rubbed his head and stood up blankly.

The audience suddenly burst into more violent cheers.

"Unbelievable, the little butt contestant stood up with amazing perseverance."

"I believe he thought of his father at this moment..."

Listening to the host's exciting explanation, I was a little at a loss.

Doesn't seem to hurt at all?
He looked at Ghost Fist, who was looking at him provocatively.

"The kid can take a beating quite well." He heard Ghost Fist say so.

Yoshi, it seems that you are not nervous all of a sudden.

The little butt smiled slightly, and the pace became light and relaxed.

"Shua, Shua, Shua." The ghost fist pressed close to the little butt, and it was a few more tentative punches.

Surprisingly, the little butts dodged all of them.

The lower body is solid and powerful, and the upper body can avoid it with a slight movement of the head.

The moment Little Butt dodged, his legs used strength, he jumped high, and hit Ghost Fist on the chin with an uppercut.

Then he retreated, his figure beating slightly.

The punch is slightly hasty, so the strength is insufficient,

"Good guy, I have something." Ghost Fist held his chin, not daring to underestimate him.

Little Butt looked focused, and the training scenes and the fighting skills he learned kept popping up in his mind.

"Use the steps to confuse, the hips drive the body, and the speed is faster, so as to ensure that one hit is sure to hit, and one blow will defeat the enemy."

I want to be the number one fighter in the world.

"Shua." The ghost fist that was originally silent rose violently, and the two fists brought phantoms.

"It's appeared, the ghost fist player's stunt, ghost five consecutive whips."

In the eyes of the little buttock, the ghost fist in front of him punched five punches in one second.

The fist blows through the wind, rustling.

Is this the strength of a human fighter? !
So strong!

The little butt's eyes lit up, and at that moment, he felt that the blood in his body was about to boil with excitement.

Turn your head to avoid the first punch, and move your steps to avoid the second and third punches.

The strength of the last two punches was significantly weakened, and he resisted hard.

He quickly walked around behind Ghost Quan, and the slender arms of the little butt hugged Ghost Quan's waist.

"Earth cast."

"Wow." The ghost fist was thrown and disappeared, and a big hole was broken in the ceiling of the stadium.

After a while, I saw Guiquan's head protruding from the big hole, his facial features squeezed together, and he squeezed out a tear.

Shouting tremblingly: "Help."

(End of this chapter)