Chapter 189 Preliminary of the Bangzi Universe

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Everything was carried out nervously and orderly according to Luo Fei's imagination.

With the promotion of many celebrities, Luo Fei's traditional Chinese medicine care products have been uploaded in the market before they even started production. Almost everyone is paying attention to the time of the product's release, and everyone decided to buy one at that time no matter what! After all, even if such a precious thing is not used for yourself and given to your parents, grandparents as gifts, there is nothing better than it.

At the same time, the martial arts competition is in full swing. Many masters from various countries gathered together and decided to decide the winner and loser here. As a seed player, Luo Fei naturally didn't have to participate in any preliminary election. However, what surprised him was that this morning he actually received a message from the organizer of the Red Hall reminding him to participate in the budget competition on time. In other words, Luo Fei's strongest punch, like other participants, starts from the preliminary round! Preliminaries, knockout matches, top ten matches, and finals, are not missing!

It would be fine if everyone was like this, but players from other countries could directly enter the knockout round! Not to mention those Goryeo who turned against each other, Kim Ji-ming and Moon Geun-suk will only appear in the finals! This... How discriminatory is this? By the way, have you all forgotten why this martial arts competition was started? The protagonist should be Luo Fei, okay?

Luo Fei was speechless. He finally understood how much people in China admired foreign countries and fascinated foreigners! Although the lack of success in domestic martial arts is one of the aspects, what is more important is that the various kung fu skills abroad are now more deeply rooted in the hearts of the Chinese ancient martial arts! You see, the most common ones in the streets and alleys of various cities are karate, taekwondo, and even Muay Thai, judo, and boxing martial arts halls, but there is almost no Chinese ancient martial arts. In this case, Luo Fei supported the organizer as the focus of foreign players, so he could not refute anything.

But that's good! As long as Luo Fei can beat all these guys down in one go, people will naturally understand who is better.

With Bai Ting and Sun Xiaoqi who were watching the fun, Luo Fei came to the Red Hall. It was crowded with people, and the lively scene was like a festival. There were many propaganda signs inside and outside the Red Hall and the full-body fighting images of celebrity masters from various countries. Luo Fei observed it casually and found that except for the strongest fist, other Chinese masters seemed to be not very recognized by everyone. Although many Hong Kong citizens were also patriotic and willing to support Chinese warriors, it was probably because those people were not very successful, and everyone felt a little unconfident even if they encouraged them. Therefore, except for shouting slogans, everyone held up their strength and planned to use all their morale on Luo Fei.

Of course, if Luo Fei fails at this time, it is also likely to cause a destructive blow to their emotions! If it is not good, maybe everyone will no longer trust the strength of the ancient Chinese martial arts. If that is the case, it would be too bad, so Luo Fei must fight for it no matter what.

Protecting the two girls to find a seat to sit down, Luo Fei entered the lounge alone. In the lounge, many martial artists were preparing for the pre-match. Almost all the Chinese contestants were chatting happily together, while most of the domestic contestants sat quietly and rested alone, while others did not know what kind of mentality they had actually come to the foreign contestants, as if they were going to sign something. Their behavior was a blow to everyone's psychology, which made Luo Fei shake his head in his heart.

Picking up a schedule from the table, Luo Fei found that his appearance was the first in Group B one hour later. However, what surprised Luo Fei was that he found that it was because Goryeo Bangzi valued this competition or why there were more than fifty players in the competition. After all, there were only more than one hundred contestants in total, and the number of Goryeo Bangzi was almost the same as the total of players from other countries. In other words, basically most of the preliminary rounds were actually contested by players from various countries and Goryeo Bangzi.

This discovery made Luo Fei laugh and cry. Could it be that these Goryeo Bangzi thought that if they sent these people, they would definitely be able to sweep all the contestants from other countries, and then turn the entire martial arts competition into an internal performance of Goryeo Bangzi, and they would determine who the strongest master was?

"It's indeed worthy of being the famous Kung Fu Universe! How genius do they need to be able to do this?" Luo Fei shook his head to himself, and then looked at the entire lounge with cold eyes. As he thought, there was no Kung Fu in the lounge. Those guys seemed to have formed a group and stayed in another place, intending to use all the players as monsters in the next game.

How can you not win if you form a group to kill monsters?

Only the Kung Universe can do this kind of thing. However, they seem to have not considered their strengths as to whether it is a monster or a boos.

"Please be prepared, the competition is about to begin. Everyone obeys the radio and quickly enter the venue according to the list. Once it is less than three minutes, it will be treated as abstention." A staff member walked in with the list table and announced various matters loudly.

After saying that, he looked around in the lounge for a while, and soon found Luo Fei sitting at the window. He showed a surprise expression on his face. He hurriedly ran over: "Mr. The Strongest Fist, you have finally arrived! Haha... We have been waiting for you for a long time, so we must work hard later! We must let those bastards see the power of our Chinese martial arts! Humph! Let them look down on me."

"What's wrong? Who messed with you?" Luo Fei smiled slightly and found that this person's anger was inexplicably loud.

"It's not those dead sticks! I just went to urge them to appear, but these bastards actually said that they are not under my control! No matter who they send to play, they will decide when they appear! This...what do you think this is? Why do they do this? Really, we are the organizers, okay? These bastards look down on people too much." The man complained repeatedly, gritting his teeth and looking angry.

"What? Didn't the order of appearance be decided before? What qualifications do they have to change?" Before Luo Fei could speak, a warrior next to him was furious.

I really plan to form a group to kill monsters! Since it is a group, it is natural to set up a lineup that can be changed at any time. Luo Fei found that what these Goryeo knots did was similar to what he thought, and they really regarded Hong Kong as their home court.

"There's no way! Who lets Ball's Samsung be one of our sponsors? With them helping to speak, and these bastards are so sarcastic that no one can compare. They said we don't allow them to replace people because they are afraid of their power, so they plan to make trouble. They said that if they really think that Chinese martial arts are powerful, they should dare to follow up no matter how hard they fight. Now if they don't dare to accept their requests, they will not be able to do anything! Then even if we win in the end, they won't admit it." The staff said angrily, and he was speechless. These bastards actually linked this matter with the final victory or defeat. If they don't agree with them, then even if the strongest punch wins, wouldn't they be shameless and unwilling to admit defeat?

"This...is there any such statement? Damn, are these people shameless?" The warrior beside Luo Fei was stunned.

"Who makes people a stick? Who makes the universe we live in is a stick-shaped one?" Luo Fei sneered and mocked. Seeing that the staff member was still waiting for his opinion, he shook his head and said, "I don't care. No matter how they do, they can't make the most of the world! No matter how they arrange it, it's just to give them the opportunity to fight fake punches to increase their chances of entering the top ten. With me, they can't win the championship!"

"Yes! Yes! I feel relieved if you think so. After all, you are the hope of us Hong Kong people. As long as you can win, no matter how awesome they are, it is useless! Mr. Strongest Fist, sign me an autograph!" Luo Fei's attitude made this man very happy, and he was worried that Goryeo's tricks would cause trouble to the strongest Fist! Now it seems that masters are masters! Look at this demeanor... Tsk tsk! Just a stick, you will never be the opponent of the strongest Fist! He nodded excitedly, and even took out a signature book from his pocket.

After Luo Fei finished signing the letters casually, he handed the book to the warrior who had just spoken: "Brother! Just based on your words just now, I'll cheer you up! Sign up too. Although there is the strongest punch that you can't win the championship, I also hope you can achieve a good result."

"Tsk! It's not even a comparison, why do you say I can't win?" The warrior muttered with depression and obediently signed his name on the notebook.

"Chen En? Huh? Are you from the Chen family in Foshan?" Luo Fei was a little surprised when he left this person's signature.

Foshan has produced masters since ancient times, and Huang Feihong and Ip Man are among the best. Although so many years have passed, the martial arts world in Foshan is still developing and flourishing, with the Chen family Wing Chun as the leader. It is rumored that the Chen family of Foshan was a descendant of Chen Huashun at that time, and Chen Huashun was the master of the famous master of Ip Man. At the same time, he also used non-decision competition with Huang Feihong. Luo Fei once heard the tyrant say that although the Chinese martial arts are insignificant in recent years, the Chen family of Foshan still has its true traditions and is a truly capable person.

Unexpectedly, such a master also appeared in this martial arts competition, and Luo Fei found that he could expect more. After all, he was just one person, and two fists could not beat four hands. It would be unpleasant to let Goryeo be the runner-up! And now... it seems that he can still make some plans.
Chapter completed!