My lover is this organization

Wow, you’re planning to finish the competition in one day.

Qin Wuque thought to himself.

But think about it, the top 25 were chosen from a hundred people yesterday, so it shouldn't be a problem to choose a champion from the top 25 today.

The main thing is that there is not much room for maneuver when it comes to fighting, so instead of dragging it out for two or three days, it is better to just get it all done in two days. It is quick and neat, and the audience will also enjoy it.

After all, tickets are only sold one at a time.

There are six venues for competition at the same time, with two people in a group, and the top 25 will be selected into the top 12, which is almost exactly two rounds.

Qin Wuque was fortunate enough to be ranked in the second round.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair at the edge of the competition venue, close to the audience seats, together with other contestants who were scheduled to compete in the second round. He was lying lazily like Ge You, wearing a pair of large slippers on his feet.

He took off his white sun-protection jacket because it was hot and draped it over the back of the chair behind him.

Dozens of high-powered lights shone down from above, and countless flashes lit up from the audience seats on all sides, but Qin Wuque remained completely unmoved and even yawned from time to time.

However, not playing does not mean that there will be no attention, especially after Qin Wuque performed such a "stunning" feat of kicking someone away with one kick yesterday. A large part of the audience who came to watch the game today came for this "god-man".

Hard work pays off. It didn’t take long before some sharp-eyed spectators in the audience realized that Qin Wuque was not among the contestants in the competition. They turned their attention to the waiting area at the edge of the venue...

And successfully found the head of a dog lying on a chair with its legs stretched out and patting its belly happily.

He still has the same casual attitude and unique outfit as when he took the stage yesterday. To use the words of the silly netizens - this is the attitude of a strong man!

Suddenly, flashbulbs lit up like a rainstorm, creating an effect roughly equivalent to the continuous release of flash grenades at a long distance.

Qin Wuque was attracted by the sudden movement. He raised his head and took a look. He wanted to ignore it directly, but after a little thought, he stretched out his hand and waved.

Then he saw... Captain Qin, who was sitting among many flashing lights, with his arms folded over his chest, staring coldly at him from a distance of hundreds of meters.

And there was Sister Bayonet, who was smiling meaningfully and pointing her finger at her chest.

Goutou sat up straight at once and quickly reached out to pull at the open karate uniform on his body.

The desire to survive is extremely strong.

……

The first round of the top 25 ended quickly.

I can only say it was quite fast.

From the first one to the last one, it took less than ten minutes in total.

This isn't the Dragon Ball universe, where a fight could last for days and nights. For an average person, if they can fight for three to five minutes straight, it's considered quite strong.

The second round of the top 25 competition began, and Qin Wuque came on the court.

His opponent appears to be an Indonesian guy with short flat hair and a short stature, but he has a very solid physique. His dark muscles bulge under his white karate uniform. He should be a type with strong explosive power and high mobility.

The other party exuded extremely strong hostility as soon as he came on stage.

"I will not let someone who doesn't know karate and can't even wear a karate uniform win the championship."

The Indonesian boy looked at Qin Wuque seriously with his brown eyes and spoke word by word.

"Yeah, okay, okay, you are right." Qin Wuque was even too lazy to argue with him.

The referee on the side also smelled the tension between the two sides, and simply stopped repeating any pre-match polite words, but just raised his hands and spoke loudly.

"Both players salute each other!"

"..."

The karate fighter from Indonesia did not salute. Instead, he straightened his back and widened his eyes, revealing a strong sense of disdain and fighting spirit.

Qin Wuque's approach was even simpler and more straightforward. In front of the entire stadium audience, he calmly made an internationally accepted friendly gesture to his opponent.

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.

The referee was watching from the sidelines and his eyes were twitching. He thought that if it were him, he would have slapped the player without saying a word.

But he was the referee, so he had to be patient and announce it loudly.

"Then both parties take your positions, get set - go!"

As the sound began to come out of his mouth, the Indonesian player, who was as quiet as a virgin in the previous second, suddenly turned into a rabbit in the next second, and his body seamlessly switched from complete stillness to extreme movement.

He leaned down to the lower right at an extremely fast speed to avoid the attack, and at the same time, he punched out with his right arm, hitting Qin Wuque's lower ribs hard.

boom!

The sound of fists hitting flesh suddenly exploded in the air. Since the players in the competition all wore cushioning gloves on their hands, it would not cause serious injuries and could avoid fractures or internal injuries to a large extent.

But this does not mean that there is no offensive power. The kinetic energy of the fist will still be transferred to the attacked person to a great extent.

The Indonesian guy punched Qin Wuque in the lower ribs. Feeling the resistance from the front end of the boxing gloves, he was delighted.

bingo!

He originally thought that Qin Wuque would predict this attack and dodge it, so he even thought of a countermeasure after it was dodged. However, he did not expect it to be so smooth and hit directly.

Just when the Indonesian guy was happily thinking that he was sure to win, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

In his opinion, Qin Wuque, who had taken such a strong blow from him, should have fallen to the ground on the spot.

But two or three seconds have passed, why hasn’t it fallen yet... Huh?

The Indonesian guy suddenly raised his head, but saw Qin Wuque still standing firmly in the same place, looking at him with indifferent eyes without even blinking.

He even spread his hands to both sides, showing a contemptuous attitude towards Brother Xiao Ming.

"Liwei, do you want to eat?"

Qin Wuque raised his eyebrows.

Then, he kicked him away.

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Ah~ Today is the day when I update 8k words a day!

After finishing this storyline, you can now drive your car happily, yay!

Chapter 389 Sending Away on the Spot

Top 25, top 12, top 6, semi-finals, finals...

Qin Wuque was unstoppable all the way.

Perhaps for all other contestants, this Karate Championship held in Singapore is a competition that brings together karate masters from all over the world. They can compete with many equally matched opponents here. It is a great platform for them to fully hone themselves and demonstrate their true strength.

In Qin Wuque's opinion, he just came here to get the Blue Fist and beat up two people at the same time.

There is a saying that goes "strength can defeat skill", but the difference between hybrids and ordinary humans is far more than just one, two, or three strengths.

In history, there was a kendo master who created the sword technique called "Thirteen Consecutive Flashes", which is an extremely simple sword technique. It is to launch a series of slashes with the same movements and angles, forcing the enemy to fight with you with the sword to see whose strength is exhausted first.

The reason why this sword technique is named Thirteen Flashes is because even the strongest sword master in human history can only swing thirteen times in a row.

The force of the Thirteen Slashes is concentrated on the same position of the opponent's weapon in an instant, and finally the opponent's sword is cut off.

But this number is far from the limit for mixed-bloods. For those with better bloodlines, it is not a problem to chop a few hundred knives...

It's so funny, I won't be exhausted at all.

Despite the huge gap in physical fitness, Qin Wuque just kicked his opponents one by one all the way to the semi-finals. The process was extremely simple and crude. There is nothing to say about it. It was simply bullying a child.

Finally, the much-anticipated final began.

Well, the so-called attention of the public actually only applies to the audience and referees in the stands.

At least as for Qin Wuque himself, in the first twenty seconds of going on stage, he was lying on the chair in the contestant waiting area like Ge You, slurping the milk tea in his hand, and deliberately chewing the coconut flesh in the milk tea with his front teeth.

"Next - please invite the two finalists to the stage!"

The referee of the finals stood on the final stage in the center of the arena and waved his arms loudly. All the lights in the venue suddenly turned, and after a very guided trajectory movement, they finally focused on one point.

At this moment, in the huge indoor gymnasium, the only focus is the small final arena in the middle.

Jamaldin was the first to go on stage. His square face was tense and he had a towel on his shoulder to wipe the sweat. He seemed to have some injuries, but his eyes were sharp and brilliant, and he walked up the stairs with great momentum.

He also won consecutive games all the way to the finals. Although Jamaldin was physically exhausted at this time, the sense of oppression and presence he gave people was many times greater than before.

The host understood immediately after seeing it, and took the opportunity to mobilize the atmosphere on the scene and picked up the microphone.

"It can be seen that Jamaldin is very powerful. It seems that he is determined to win the championship in today's tournament final. So let's take a look at the other side!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the host quickly turned his head to look to the other side, and the photographer's camera lens also turned with his head.

The next second, Qin Wuque's image, with loose clothes, rolled up trouser legs, wearing long slippers and yawning as he walked onto the stage, appeared on the 360-degree big screen in the center of the arena.

"Uh--"

The host was suddenly embarrassed.

This player doesn't know what cooperation is. It's okay for him to just stare at you like the Rat King.

Really, it's numb...

However, the host still relied on his good professional qualities to adjust his state as quickly as possible, and then picked up the microphone again.

"Well, it seems that Qin Wuque is planning to use a nonchalant attitude to discourage Jamaldin's momentum!"

This is already a forced explanation.

The host then handed the microphone to Jamaldin and asked.

"Then may I ask if Jamaldin has anything to say to Qin Wuque, who is also in the finals like you?"

"I will do my best!" Jamaldin paused and said word by word.

"Go all out!" the host exclaimed.

"We must know that all the opponents Jamaldin has encountered so far are no match for him. Almost all of them were defeated by Jamaldin's three punches and two kicks."

"But Jamaldin, who is like a god of war, said he would go all out when facing Qin Wuque in the final. Could it be that Qin Wuque is the only one in this tournament who can make Jamaldin show his full strength?"

The host had just finished exclaiming to the camera when Qin Wuque just stepped onto the stage.

The host handed the microphone over without delay.

"Contestant Qin Wuque, Contestant Jamaldin said that he will go all out in the next match against you. Do you have anything to say?"

"He's going to go all out?"

Qin Wuque scratched his face, his expression seemed a little puzzled.

"Oh, that's fine. That's good."

"This...can you be more specific?" The host's mouth twitched slightly.

"Isn't that specific enough?" Qin Wuque was puzzled. "He said he would go all out. Isn't that good? Shouldn't we go all out in the finals?"

Is this person sick?

A certain dog head thought in his heart.

"No, that's not what I meant..."

There was a momentary distortion on the host's face.

"I mean, do you have any declaration of war you would like to make to your opponent, Jamaldin?"

"Hmm? Oh, just swearing at each other before the game, right?" Qin Wuque finally understood this time.

"In a sense, you can understand it this way..." The host was sweating profusely.

"Oh, that's okay."

Qin Wuque nodded, but did not turn his face to the camera lens. Instead, he looked left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on the championship belt inlaid with the world's largest sapphire, the Fist of Blue, which was placed at the highest point of the entire arena.

He shrugged and spoke in a relaxed tone in front of the camera.

"Then let's get started quickly. I'm here to travel with my girlfriends, not just for this competition. Let's just finish the competition and get the gems and get married. Don't make it so fancy."

"..."

The host turned completely gray.