"When the golden gong sounded, Liang Chen did not rush over immediately this time, but just stared at the boxer tightly, with indescribable pity and sorrow flashing in his eyes. The half-big old man was shaking like a sieve, looking at Liang Chen in fear, his legs were trembling so dizzy, and his eyes clearly showed great despair. He closed his eyes, roared wildly, and actually lowered his head and bumped towards Liang Chen.

Liang Chen sighed, flashed lightly, and reached out and slashed his palm on his neck. As a result, the old man was stunned on the spot and could no longer get up. There was an uproar outside the field, and there was a low scolding, but everyone's scolding was very vague, and it was hard to tell who they were scolding.

"The result of the game, No. 4 boxer won. Cai Wenlong, please show your number ball." Yu Zhanyuan continued to shout. The staff outside the field had already dragged the half-big old man out.

"I chose No. 4, Boss Liang Ziheng." The tall and thin Cai Wenlong showed his number ball and glanced at Liang Ziheng at the same time. The expression in his eyes was actually very relaxed, but there was a hint of meaning and ambiguous smile at the bottom of his eyes, which seemed to be sarcastic, sympathy, and gloating. It was very complicated and Liang Ziheng couldn't understand it.

He just sat there with a gloomy face, without saying a word.[

Cai Wenlong's boxer appeared. When his boxer appeared, the audience suddenly became an uproar. He was actually a little girl with two braids, who was only about five or six years old. He jumped out and licked and licked and ate it non-stop with a string of candied haws.

"I...grass..." Several bosses wanted to slap the table and curse on the spot. They finally endured the swear words back. Is this too outrageous?

"Bang!" Slammed the table, and the supervisory representative of the National Alliance Association had already stood up and trembled with anger.

"Cai Wenlong, what do you mean? Do you use our sword festival as a joke? If you still have this attitude, even if you automatically abstain from the right, leave here immediately." Kong Zechun was so angry that his hair was about to stand up, and he roared.

"Secretary General Kong, it seems that there is no regulation on the Blade of the Swords that children's boxers are not allowed? Besides, who doesn't want to hide his strength and use his lower horse to the enemy's upper horse in the first game? This is also a battle technique." Cai Wenlong shrugged and said, "I don't care about the authenticity.

"You..." Kong Zechun was so angry that he couldn't breathe, and almost choked.

"Secretary General Kong, please calm down. According to the rules, this is true. No matter which boss is the boss, you can just come on the court." Yu Zhanyuan said with a slight smile.

However, at this moment, the little girl saw that the atmosphere in the middle of the field was too depressing. The bosses were either ferocious or gritted their teeth. They were really scary. They couldn't help crying loudly, holding candied haws with one hand and the iron cage door with the other, and not going in without any effort. They kept shouting in their mouths to find their mother. There was no way to fight this battle. The low-courage and scolding were mixed with laughter. In this way, the third game was won without any effort.

"Congratulations, Boss Liang." Cai Wenlong turned his head and smiled at Liang Ziheng beside him.

"Haha, let me give in." Liang Ziheng bowed and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!