Chapter 202 The Great War is coming

As the agreed date is getting closer and closer, there are more and more discussions on the campus of Shenda University around the topic of "Zongge vs. Dongfanghong".

As alumni of the same school, most of the college students choose to support "Brother Zong", and only a few of the hardcore "Brother Zong" insist on "Brother Zong".

They think that "Brother Zong" will be defeated!

"Brother Zong, a scum, once again plays a game like Sister Feng. He wants to use this martial arts competition to hype himself!"

"He can't be Dongfanghong's opponent at all."

"You're a piece of hype!" Brother Zong's supporters are also tit-for-tat on the Internet, scolding Brother Zong, and the fans are supporting Brother Zong. Originally, everyone had a little dispute, which was not surprising, but on the Internet, they changed their taste and began to scold each other.

"I want to tell you that you have said similar words many times, but what's the result? Every time, Brother Zong slaps you in the face with his actions!"

"We believe that this time, Brother Zong will be like this!"

"Brother Zong will definitely win!"

The person who shouts this slogan must be a die-hard fan and blind admirer of "Brother Zong". In addition to them, even many students who support Brother Zong and hope that Brother Zong can win are actually very worried: Dongfang Hong is too strong, and it will be very difficult for Brother Zong to win.

"Fat Fat Yao, please, give me a ticket!" Yao Dayuan let several acquaintances who work in the association block the door of the canteen. They can't get in or leave.

Li Tianzong put the challenge venue in Wanchun Martial Arts Museum this time. The Martial Arts Museum is not a place for large-scale activities. Although Xing Wanchun tried his best, he only found a venue that could accommodate hundreds of people to watch, and most of the tickets were given to Shenda University.

Of course, this kind of thing is the responsibility of the Shenda Martial Arts Association, which has a good relationship with Wanchun Martial Arts Museum and Li Tianzong.

Yao Dayuan waved his chubby palm and shouted in a unique loud voice: "Hey, I said, brothers, you are all engaged in art. How can you learn to block the road and rob? This is the canteen. Don't block the way. It will affect my meal. If you lose weight, you can't afford this responsibility!"

"Fatty, give me face and get two tickets. It's easy to say how much it costs." In the past, everyone would definitely laugh at Fatty Yao's thick-skinned. At this time, he has to ask for help, so he has to whisper and plead.

While pleading, some people slandered in their hearts. The fat man didn't know where the shit luck came from. He actually hugged the thigh of "Brother Zong". The Martial Arts Association suddenly jumped from the lowest student association of Shen University to the most popular place.

Now it seems that no matter whether "Brother Zong" can win this time, as long as there is content in the martial arts competition at that time, the Martial Arts Association will probably be more popular. Wanchun Martial Arts Museum will obviously benefit from it.

"Ticket? Where is the ticket? I can tell you that the Wanchun Martial Arts Museum is just a little bit of a place, even worse than the martial arts hall in our gymnasium. There are a total of two or three hundred people who gave us one hundred tickets. You say that with these few tickets, there are hundreds of core members of our martial arts association and more than a thousand members of the association. How can we share them? Where are the spare tickets for you?" Yao Dayuan will meet people who ask for tickets wherever he goes these days. I don't know how many times he has said this set of words. At this time, he is naturally very familiar with it, and he will come with his mouth.

The expression on this person's face and the tone of his words are all arrogant. He himself felt very beautiful when he said this. Thinking about the unspitable days in the past, now he really has a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

"Don't gather around. There are no tickets. They are all distributed to the members below. If you want to see it, just wait to surf the Internet. At that time, there will be a live video broadcast." Yao Dayuan stretched out his hand and squeezed out of the crowd. The tickets have indeed been issued to the members. More than 30 people who first joined the Martial Arts Association, each One, the rest, part of the prize, and the lottery. He wants to let everyone know that it's right to join the Martial Arts Association.

However, in private, Yao Dayuan is also worried about whether Li Tianzong can win.

Yao Dayuan, Pan Weipeng, Zheng Haoxuan and others often discuss the results of this martial arts competition when they meet together. For the Martial Arts Association, no matter whether Li Tianzong wins or not, as long as the process of the martial arts competition is wonderful, martial arts will definitely be more popular in Shenda University, and the Martial Arts Association will not worry about no newcomers to join.

However, as friends who are familiar with Li Tianzong, they certainly hope that Li Tianzong can win.

"It's hard to say whether Brother Zong can win or not. Judging from the video that day, Dongfanghong seems to be very powerful and has reached the state of simplifying complexity and returning to nature. He punched three times, and each punch was very simple. It can be seen that Brother Zong was at an absolute disadvantage at that time. I'm afraid it would be difficult to get it back within a month." Although Pan Weipeng's inner fist has no combat effectiveness, he has a good vision. His analysis can also be approved by everyone.

Yao Dayuan only gasped with his teeth: "Mom, I don't understand. Why does Brother Zong have to compare with that old boy?"

"If the other party retreats if he is very strong, it's not Brother Zong," Zheng Haoxuan nodded with great understanding, thinking that at the beginning, "Brother Zong" once stood up without hesitation in the face of the Go master of the stick and the master of taekwondo.

"I don't think we have to worry too much about Brother Zong. The challenge was put forward by him. With his skills, even if he can't beat it, he won't lose too badly. After all, it's just a martial arts competition, not a life-and-death fight," Zheng Haoxuan said, quite a little like a bystander.

After saying that, he sighed gently: "I thought that karate and taekwondo were very powerful. Unexpectedly, Brother Zong easily knocked down a black belt. When we thought Brother Zong was very powerful, he ran out more powerfully."

"It seems that there is a good saying that there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside. Chinese martial arts are really unusual, and I'm also considering joining your martial arts association..." Zheng Haoxuan said with a smile.

Two days before the competition, Yao Dayuan specially called Pan Weipeng and Zheng Haoxuan to see Li Tianzong.

Usually, they didn't dare to come. They were afraid of disturbing Li Tianzong's practice. Seeing that the martial arts competition was about to begin, they finally couldn't help running over.

"Brother Zong, fat man, I still say that. If you can fight, you can fight. If you can't beat us, we will admit defeat. We are still young and have a lot of opportunities. There is no need to fight with ourselves. What do you think?" Yao Dayuan found an opportunity to instill his thoughts with Li Tianzong. Although it seems a little unlucky to say this now, the matter of martial arts still depends on strength. In terms of strength comparison, Li Tianzong is too far away from Dongfanghong.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. He knows that he can't beat it, but he still has to challenge. That's the behavior of a stunned young man.

Li Tianzong looked at Yao Dayuan with dissatisfaction: "Fat man, I will win, do you believe it?"

"Hey hey, if you can win, of course it's the best. Didn't we say just in case, right?" Yao Dayuan said with a smile.

Li Tianzong nodded. He knew that Yao Dayuan was caring about him, but he was not panicked at all in the face of the upcoming competition.

What should be prepared is almost ready. Everything depends on the on-the-spot performance of the martial arts competition.