Maoshan Road

Chapter 790 Xiangxi ghost son (64) (2)
"If I'm here, you probably wouldn't know it. Do people in your town know what kind of martial arts you can do? Just a little bit!" Qin Jinrong looked at Wang Zimu and asked!
Wang Zimu shook his head and said, "Even if my father doesn't know, how could they know? This is really a bit out of the ordinary. If you meet an opponent, you can't play to your heart's content..."

Qin Jinrong shook his head and said, "As long as you don't use witchcraft, you won't be known by others, because I'm here, as long as you say that I taught you self-defense, and your father proves it for you, what are you afraid of?"

"Now, contestants, please come to the ring!" The host's voice sounded at this moment!But now there is an extra bag in my hand!
Wang Zimu nodded to Qin Jinrong and said, "Then please!" After speaking, he walked up the ring...

After everyone was lined up in order, the host said to the people behind him, "This is the first time for a martial arts election, so I want to talk about the new rules! First, you can't take your life; second, you can't Attack the harm; third, click as far as possible; fourth, anyone who falls off the stage will be considered a loser; fifth, you cannot enter the arena with weapons..." After reading the rules, he turned and said to the townspeople below, " Everyone can see it! If anyone commits a foul, point it out in time, and once the foul is committed, he will lose immediately!" After speaking, he raised the bag in his hand and said, "The competition mode is that among the 21 people, the person who stands last is the winner; the contest The opponents draw lots based on their own luck, and whoever gets drawn is the winner! And all the people use the current row number as the code, for example, the first one standing on the left is one... Now the lottery starts..." After speaking, he turned and put his hand The bag stretched out in front of the first person and said, "You can only hold a stone, but you can't look at it!"

Wang Zimu couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, isn't this praising himself?Since everyone else had to choose, but I was the last one, I didn't choose a fart... After a while, the host came to Wang Zimu; A flat stone with a number '21' written on it; it is the number I am standing on now...

The host stood back in the middle and said to the people who were selected in front, "In order to prevent you from finding out, let me say one more thing now, that is, because you are now in odd numbers, we decided that whoever gets the number '21' will be selected." Wait for the final election to come out... and the one to twenty of you are the first to start and the last. For example, the person who gets No. 20 is compared with the No. 20 person, and the No. [-] is compared with the No. Nineteen competitions! Now please stand up with No. [-] and No. [-]!"

Wang Zimu looked at the stone with the word '21' in his hand in a daze; such shit luck would fall on him?I really can't believe it!When Wang Zimu heard the host's words, he turned around and walked down!When he walked to Qin Jinrong's side, he whispered to Qin Jinrong, "I'm really lucky. I didn't expect that I only had to participate in the last competition! Isn't it a bit despicable to do so now? I'm still a ghost Woolen cloth…"

(End of this chapter)