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Zhao Ji moved his left wrist to dry, and reached out to help Chen Ge who was lying on the stage.

"Wonderful!" Yu Qiang couldn't help but applaud.

The audience in the audience had already cheered, and the referee shouted excitedly: "The champion once again defended his unbeaten record!»

With such a shout, the audience shouted even more vigorously.

Zhao Ji and Chen Ge shook hands and smiled at each other.

Yu Qiang looked at this scene and sighed: "This is what the campus should look like."

But while Yu Qiang was still moved, a mocking question came from the door.

"That's it?"

The audience turned their heads to see where the sound came from.

A student in a black vest and gray trousers was leaning against the door watching the broadcast.

"On this level to be unbeaten? He walked slowly around the station.

"One Six Three" Yu Qiang looked at this "intruder" who was about the same height as Zhao Ji, and unconsciously analyzed the gap between the two sides.

To his surprise, he seemed to vaguely see the tattoo under the "intruder" vest.

"What's the matter, how can you still enlist in the army with tattoos? And you also entered the military academy?" Yu Qiang was a little confused.

The audience showed a visible disgust.

"It's Wen Mao around... This kid actually came here."

"He doesn't think that fight training is like fighting...

"Why is this guy still in school, shouldn't he be kicked out?

"I remember the brother who was beaten by him last time is still in the hospital.

"There's someone over there! The police said it."

The "intruder" named Wen Maoxiong stepped onto the platform without even taking off his shoes.

This Wen Mao is a proper problem student. If you have to give an example of the kind of person who is a soldier, Wen Mao is probably the spokesperson for the word soldier.

Yu Qiang couldn't help frowning, he remembered his old self.

But what happened to Wenmao's inexplicable self-confidence?

Yu Qiang intends to continue watching to see how things will develop.

"What kind of broadcaster are you?" Wen Maoji looked at Zhao Ji with disdain.

Zhao Ji also doesn't seem to like Wen Maoji, "Where is the wild dog, you are not welcome here.

"Hey, wild dogs are the most capable of biting people. Since I'm here, how about not letting me bite a few times." Wen Maoxiong became even more energetic.

"If you want to fight, you need to put on the protective gear before fighting." Zhao Ji said lightly, knowing the other party's intention.

Wen Maoji laughed wildly: "Protective gear? It's something that bitches use, I feel like throwing up looking at you like this.

"That's the rule, I won't fight you if I don't wear protective gear."

"Cough!" Wen Mao hung around to dry his mouth, snatched the two protective gears from Chen Ge's body and put them on his hands.

He fiddled with the protective gear in his hand towards Zhao Ji, and provocatively said: "How about you little girl, is it alright now?

Zhao Ji frowned and slowly opened the gap with Wen Mao.

This was the signal that he was going to fight, and Chen Ge crawled off the platform knowingly.

The referee also walked back to the stage tacitly, raised his hand gently, and waited for both sides to be ready.

Wen Mao shook his head, and a crisp sound came from his neck.

Zhao Ji moved his shoulders to make himself more comfortable.

Yu Qiang observed Wen Mao Seam, this kid has a very low body fat rate, and looks thin, but he is actually full of muscles.

But it is obvious that he has not done complicated and standardized exercise, the development of muscles is not perfect, and the whole person still has a lot of room for plasticity.

The referee shook his head left and right to see how both sides were ready, and shouted: "Start!" Then he put down his hand as a signal.

Wen Maoxiao smiled, his feet touched the ground briskly, and he jumped back and forth.

He did not approach Zhao Ji quickly, but jumped and moved closer to the other party with such ease.

Zhao Ji looked at Wen Maoxiu's movements with some doubts, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Soon, Wen Maoxiao had already entered Zhao Rao's attack range, but Zhao Rao did not move. He stepped back slightly, trying to distance himself.

But Wen Maoxiao seized the opportunity of Zhao Ji's retreat, suddenly sank his center of gravity, and rushed to Zhao Rao's arms with one step.

Zhao Ji was shocked by this, he did not expect the other party to approach him so quickly.

So hurriedly hit a left jab to deal with.

Unexpectedly, Wen Maoxiao did not attack, but swayed his body and shook off Zhao Ji's jab.

Zhao Ji didn't give up, and followed up with a right hook.

But this time, Wen Maoxiong still avoided it. He seemed to draw a circle in mid-air with his body, and his movements were very beautiful.

Yu Qiang has already seen it, "Good boy! It's actually a boxing action!

The military martial arts in the army are mostly based on Sanda. The military sports boxing in the 1980s is still developing, and it has not been as well integrated as today's military sports boxing.

Boxing was something that Yu Qiang had accidentally seen on TV before, and he was particularly impressed.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qiang couldn't help but be shocked to see almost the same movement techniques again after so many years.

Seeing that the other party was twisting around like a loach, Zhao Ji kicked out a whip.

This time, Zhao Ji still didn't touch Wen Mao around a single hair, but instead was wrapped around his back by the other party.

Zhao Ji reacted quickly, and then quickly turned left and attacked Wenmao Seam behind him.

Wen Maoxiao jumped lightly, dodging Zhao Ji's elbow, and by the way opened the distance from the opponent.

The two sides temporarily stopped the attack, Zhao Ji fell into thinking, while Wen Maoji stood and waited for Zhao Ji's next attack, posing as a light ant.

The audience looked incredible and scolded Wen Maoxiong sarcastically.

"Have you been a loach in your last life?

"Isn't it very arrogant just around! Why don't you dare to fight now!"

"What are you hiding, you can only hide and how to fight? Oh, I'm afraid we will find out that you can't beat you, right? 39

"Shut up! Get off the stage!"

The audience booed, and for a while Yu Qiang really thought he was watching a fighting match.

Although everyone in Guan 0.9 was mocking Wen Maoxiong, he knew that the boy in front of him was definitely stronger than Zhao Ji.

However, Wen Maoxiong didn't make a move, and Yu Qiang couldn't know how much skill he had.

At the same time, Qiang is also weighing, which one to invite.

Which one is more worthy of your own focus?

Yu Qiang crossed his arms and folded his chest, watching quietly.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Maoxiao finally took action. He shook his legs and seemed to be warming up.

"What's wrong with the broadcaster? If I don't attack, I'll go?" He said defiantly.

Zhao Ji was not provoked, but observed Wen Maoxiong's movements more seriously.

Wen Maoxiao smiled and approached Zhao Ji rhythmically.

The scene that happened next made everyone present open their mouths wide,

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