System, hurry up! Hand it over to the supermarket and hug the country's thigh

"Wow! This is so exciting! Our contestant Wang Lei will face Zhang Zhihao, and the winner will then compete with Li Qingang!"

As he finished speaking, Lu Xi pressed the play button of the music. The exciting music sounded for a few seconds and then stopped, which was very much like a competitive variety show.

Long Ruilin gave Lu Xi an appreciative look, then continued solemnly.

"Then, in this game we will follow the principle of 'friendship first, competition second, and stop when it's enough'. I hope that while showing your strength, all the players can also maintain their demeanor and show mercy, and especially - don't hit anyone in the face."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help laughing. The words that the child came up with were really interesting.

After another piece of music, Long Ruilin made a gesture for everyone to be quiet, and then continued to announce: "The first game is about to begin. Are the two contestants ready?"

Zhang Zhihao and Wang Lei also cooperated well. They walked to the competition area, stood still, their eyes revealed determination and confidence, and answered in unison: "Ready!"

Only Rong Yu sat aside with his face covered, feeling out of place in this scene. Is it necessary to be so funny?

She tried hard to suppress the urge to laugh out loud, and glanced at the busy people from time to time.

Would she like to join in and shout a few cheers later?

The system was also pulled over to take on the responsibility of recording and taking photos.

Although he is not tall enough, he can make up for it with his skills.

With a height of more than one meter, he couldn't take a photo of a person who was almost two meters tall. He simply changed back to his original shape of a little fur ball, holding a mobile phone that was several times larger than his body in an adorable manner, carefully adjusting the angle, preparing to leave precious visual records of this competition.

These people really have nothing to do and can find fun in any way they want.

Elsewhere outside the supermarket, bystanders who were able to see the situation inside through cameras were fortunate enough to witness the cause, process and current climax of the incident.

Looking at this group of young people full of energy, I can only say: as long as you are happy.

Long Ruilin held a small microphone in one hand and a striking red flag in the other, standing between Wang Lei and Zhang Zhihao in high spirits.

He cleared his throat and announced, "The first Fist King Contest is now officially underway! The contestants are ready. Please take your positions, both contestants, and get ready—"

After saying the word "ready", he deliberately prolonged the tone to create a tense and exciting atmosphere.

Then he shouted, "Begin!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Buzi immediately stepped back quickly to make enough space for the two players.

As for the name "Fist King", it was actually something Long Ruilin came up with just now.

At first, he was going to say "Massage Chair and Unwashed Stinky Socks Contest", a rather funny name, but then he thought, after all, it was still being recorded, and there were who knows how many people were watching them through cameras behind them.

Thinking of this, Long Ruilin felt that it would be better to give these three boys some face. After all, if they were accidentally hit in the face, they would be completely embarrassed.

So he decisively gave up the slightly jokey idea and chose the name "Fist King Contest" instead.

How cool.

When it comes to physical combat, these people still mainly use their fists as big as sandbags, and other skills are secondary.

The two people left on the open space suddenly had a different aura. After their eyes met, they immediately started fighting, with fists whistling and feet flying.

Relying on his powerful strength, Wang Lei threw each punch with great force, trying to suppress Zhang Zhihao with absolute strength.

Zhang Zhihao, on the other hand, relied on his agility to dodge flexibly and look for opportunities to counterattack.

At Lu Xi’s current level, she couldn’t tell who was suppressing whom or who had the upper hand. She just felt it was exciting. Her two subordinates were really powerful and not afraid of pain.

Every punch hits the target.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the fist and arm collided in the air, seeming to stir up circles of air waves.

Wang Lei's expression did not change. He and Zhang Zhihao had been together for such a long time, so naturally he had some understanding of his strength. He just didn't expect that he could take on 70% of his strength.

But Zhang Zhihao didn't feel so comfortable. He felt like his arm was hit by a stone. Lei Zi's bones were really hard.

As the battle continued, both men gradually entered a state of ecstasy. Sweat gradually slid down their cheeks, and the dazzling lights seemed to cheer for them.

Every attack is done with all our strength, and every defense is done with unremitting efforts.

At this moment, Wang Lei suddenly seized an opportunity.

His body sank, as steady as a mountain, and at the same time, he pushed Zhang Zhihao into the air with both hands.

Then, he leaped up like an angry lion, and smashed his fists towards Zhang Zhihao's chest with a whistling sound, but the last blow did not hit the target, after all, the hit was on the heart.

Zhang Zhihao naturally felt the fierce wind from Wang Lei's punch, and knew that his fragile little heart could not withstand this blow, so he stopped decisively.

However, in this moment of distraction, Wang Lei quickly seized the opportunity, twisted his arms, and pressed him firmly to the ground.

Zhang Zhihao struggled to get up, but Wang Lei's strength was too great. He felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain and couldn't move at all.

I could only lie there helplessly, gasping for breath.

We already knew we had lost, so it was really unnecessary to make this final move.

Doesn't it make you look handsome?

"Bang~Bang~"

A clear sound of a gong suddenly rang out, breaking the silence around.

This time it was still the sound that Lu Xi played on her mobile phone, but the difference from the music just now was that she asked the system to help find the musical instrument software.

She only needed to move her fingers lightly and press the button, and the exciting gong sound would come as expected, adding a sense of atmosphere to the competition.

Although it can't be very solemn, at least it's lively.

Seeing that the competition was over, Long Ruilin stepped to the front at the appropriate time.

Since he was not tall, he could not raise his arm as the winner in the traditional ceremony, so he simply sent the two people down to rest and stood in the center of the stage.

He cleared his throat and began to announce: "Our first winner of the King of Fighters Tournament is Wang Lei! Let us first congratulate this player for successfully securing the second place before the next round, which is the final."