"Um."
Lu Ning nodded.
He still wears a cute panda mask, but a few people are already used to it.
In response to Lu Ning's arrival, many people followed him with their cameras.
Some people also came and asked to take photos with Lu Ning.
Lu Ning was easy-going and cooperated for a while.
Instead of starting the game, a referee came over to explain the rules to Lu Ning before the game.
For example, actions that constitute a foul include hitting below the waist, hitting the back of the head or the nape of the neck, and hitting an opponent who has fallen to the ground.
And for fouls, the offender's points will be deducted until he is disqualified from the game, etc.
"We have some clothes for you."
After the explanation, Wang Yulong's assistant took out Hongri's competition uniform.
The big red sun LOGO on it.
It's really publicity.
"Are you sure?"
"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure."
"If you can, play better."
As the representative of Hongri Group, Wang Yulong naturally hopes that the competition will be as exciting as possible.
"good."
Lu Ning took the clothes to the changing room to change into, and happened to meet Le Bowen changing clothes inside.
"Aren't you going to take off your mask? Don't let me knock it off then."
Le Bowen had just changed his clothes and looked at Lu Ning with a provocative look.
Pretending to be mysterious.
In his opinion, Lu Ning was just a showman who would break into pieces if he was beaten.
"If you have the strength."
Lu Ning replied lightly.
Le Bowen glanced at Lu Ning again and went out.
Lu Ning changed her clothes and left the changing room.
At this time, the referee outside had already held a microphone and introduced it.
"The red party is the inheritor of our ancient martial arts - the grandmaster."
"The blue side is our top amateur boxer - Le Bowen."
"This competition is sponsored by Red Sun Beverage, and now we invite two contestants to the stage!"
As the referee finished speaking, Lu Ning and Le Bowen entered the ring.
Amateur boxing matches consist of three rounds of three minutes each.
Originally, amateur boxing matches required wearing protective equipment, but neither Lu Ning nor Le Bowen wore them.
Obviously, neither of them bothered to wear it.
This is not a regular game anyway.
Just do it and it's done.
Lu Ning was still wearing the red sun competition uniform, while Le Bowen was only wearing shorts and his upper body was bare.
The opponent's muscles are impressive, and one can tell at a glance that Kong is powerful.
Le Bowen is over 1.8 meters tall and Lu Ning is 1.75 meters tall. In terms of stature, Lu Ning seems to be slightly inferior.
But what outsiders don't know is that in terms of weight, Lu Ning is much heavier than Le Bowen.
Le Bowen was a little excited after coming up. He kept walking around and posing, showing off his muscles for the camera.
Many of his fans are female fans, who especially like his muscles.
Lu Ning stood there, waiting for the referee to call start.
At this time, the arena was full of people, many of whom pointed their cell phones at the stage.
"Manager Wang, do you think the Grandmaster is really as sure as he said?"
asked an assistant next to Wang Yulong.
"It's a bit confusing."
Wang Yulong said not too sure.
Although Lu Ning said that, he still felt unsure.
Originally, the company didn't want to invite Lok Bowen. After all, he was too strong. In ordinary boxing matches, he would win nine out of ten times.
He is a real boxing master.
But the appeal for him on the Internet is very high.
no way.
Hongri's official Douyin said before that they would invite whoever they most want to see Lu Ning play.
The water has been thrown out, so it is naturally impossible to regret it.
Obviously, netizens just want to see Lu Ning being tortured by Le Bowen.
There are not a few people who have the same idea as Wang Yulong.
"Bowen, don't KO the Grandmaster too early. At least let the Grandmaster show off his five-whip skill."
"Yeah Bowen, there are three rounds, take it easy."
Several of Le Bowen's equally burly friends joked outside the ring.
They have full confidence in Le Bowen.
Except for a few professional boxers in the circle, most people are not Lok Bowen's opponents.
What is Chuanwu?
In their small circle, they are all antiques and embroidered pillows.
Some Douyin bloggers who came with us had already started live broadcasting at this time.
A boxing fan held up his mobile phone and said to the live broadcast room:
"Don't worry, everyone, it will start soon."
Then someone quickly spoke in the live broadcast room.
"Guess, this so-called master can withstand a few moves without falling."
"Knocked down with one move."
"I hope it's not just a show, trying to bring honor to our traditional martial arts."
"Come on, how many Chuan Wu are true."
"Come on, come on, buy and leave. I'll lose if I buy the master."
"Grandmaster, remember to use your ten years of skills."
"This time Le Bowen is probably not Hongri's support. Everyone, please keep your eyes open."
"Why are you still wearing a mask? Take it off. Is it because you are afraid that you will lose and be embarrassed to see others?"
"I just want to see the Grandmaster's mask being knocked off."
There are various speeches.
But Lu Ning didn't know any of this.
clang.
With a bell ringing, the game officially begins.
"I asked you to take action first, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have the chance to take action after I do it."
Le Bowen maintained his boxing posture and did not launch an attack. Instead, he stepped around Lu Ning with flexible steps.
"Go ahead and take action, I'll wait for you to knock off my mask."
Lu Ning's body changed direction as the other party moved, his expression indifferent.
"That's what you said."
There was a glint in Le Bowen's eyes, and he seemed to be quite interested in taking off Lu Ning's mask.
He planned to knock off Lu Ning's mask and humiliate Lu Ning.
So he approached Lu Ning and punched instantly.
His movements are agile, his fists are fast, and he even creates a gust of punching wind.
Seeing that his fist was about to hit Lu Ning's mask, Lu Ning turned his face and moved slightly.
He ducked away all of a sudden.
"That's it?"
Lu Ning tilted his head.
Le Bowen stared at Lu Ning, frowned, and rushed forward again.
Next, a shocking scene appeared.
Le Bowen punched quickly and violently, hitting Lu Ning with punch after punch, and frequently used left and right uppercuts in the middle.
Coupled with his flexible footwork, every punch is full of huge explosive power.
But here's the surprise.
Facing the attack like a gust of wind and rain, Lu Ning, as his opponent, kept dodging.
When the fist came in front of him, he could quickly dodge it with just a hair's breadth every time.
At first others thought it was a coincidence.
But in the next three minutes, Lu Ning used this exquisite movement to dodge the attacks from Le Bowen.
It's like a butterfly in your fist. As soon as the wind blows from your fist, the butterfly flies away.
It is also like a small boat in a violent storm. No matter how violent the wind and rain are, the boat will still sway with the waves, but it will not capsize.
"clang."
Until the bell rings, the first round is over.
Le Bowen barely touched Lu Ning.
Not to mention knocking off his mask.
