Chapter 390: What bad intentions could Miss Chu have!

"Hehe, I have things that I hate even more." Lin Lang grinned wickedly and lowered his head to kiss Chu Yiren again.

Chu Yiren gently pushed Lin Lang and said coquettishly, "Stop it, Alang."

Lin Lang ignored her, holding Chu Yiren's beautiful face in his hands and deepening the kiss.

Chu Yiren's body gradually softened. She involuntarily stretched out her arms, hugged Lin Lang's neck, and kissed him back passionately.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Chu Yiren

When Lin Lang tasted the sweetness and wanted to make some moves, Chu Yiren shyly pushed him away, "I'm not completely calm yet, and you want to take advantage of me?"

Lin Lang chuckled with a lingering feeling, "Then, Sister Yiren, how can you completely calm down?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren replied: "I secretly signed you up for the first China-Japan Sanda King Championship 75kg competition. The preliminary and promotion rounds will be recorded at the Lihai Gymnasium tonight."

"We will have a rematch tomorrow afternoon, compete for the Xia country Sanda championship three days later, and compete against the Xiaorizi Sanda champion a week later. The winner will become the China-Japan Sanda King."

"As long as you dare to participate, I will completely calm down!"

When Lin Lang heard that the final match was against the Xiao Ri Zi Sanda champion, his eyes lit up immediately, which aroused his strong desire to win, but he deliberately smiled wryly and said, "No way, Sister Yiren?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll get beaten black and blue by my opponent when I get on the ring?"

"Ah Lang, stop playing dumb with me. Isn't it time for you to go 1v10 in the ring and beat our Truman Group's bodyguards to a pulp?"

Lin Lang said sadly: "But I am a billionaire after all. Wouldn't it be too low for me to fight with some simple-minded big guys?"

Chu Yiren replied: "I don't understand your loose English. What does "too low" mean?"

Lin Lang replied: "Too low is used to describe someone or something that is not high-quality, low-style, or too vulgar and tasteless."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren pouted and said coquettishly, "What's so low about that? I just want to see you fight in the ring. Are you afraid to fight against the Sanda champion of that kid?"

"Sister Yiren, you are using both soft and hard tactics, acting like a spoiled child and using provocations, making it so difficult for me to admit defeat."

"Ah Lang, I know it's not your character to admit defeat. Let's go eat something first, and then go to the Longhai Stadium to beat someone up legally, okay?"

Lin Lang kissed Chu Yiren's beautiful face and said, "Okay, okay, but I don't have any equipment for the competition."

"I have prepared everything for you!"

"All right!"

"But Sister Yiren, you didn't tell me until the night of the competition. I wasn't prepared at all, and I didn't have to practice in advance. If I get beaten up on stage, you can't laugh at me."

"Haha...Alang, you want to play the pig and eat the tiger again?"

"If I hadn't seen you in the ring, it would be fine if you could beat ten of our Truman Group's bodyguards by yourself. But you want to hide your fighting ability from me. I don't believe that you need pre-match training to fight two 1v1 Sanda matches."

After hearing this, Lin Lang smiled and said, "If I win both games tonight and advance to the competition, will there be any bonus rewards?"

In UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship), bonus refers to the extra reward besides the prize money. If the fight is exciting, intense and entertaining, the organizer will give extra money, which is called "bonus".

It is worth mentioning that UFC has been held since 1993, so Chu Yiren, as a mixed martial arts master, understands bonus rewards.

Chu Yiren thought about it, then smiled sweetly and said, "What kind of bonus should I give you? A sweet kiss would be fine!"

Lin Lang laughed and said, "Ten kisses in one day!"

"Uh...Alang, do you want to kiss my lips into sausage shapes?"

"I don't care. Anyway, if I don't get the bonus of kissing ten times in one day, I won't play the game. I'm full of inspiration for my novel "The Ghost Blows Out the Light" and I want to continue writing!"

"Good good!"

"Isn't it enough for me to promise you?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and smirked: "Then I'll give you a kiss in advance, and I want to kiss you now."

"Hey……"

"Alang, are you trying to trick me step by step?"

"The match hasn't even started yet! You're taking the kiss bonus in advance. What if you lose to a Sanda expert?"

Lin Lang hugged Chu Yiren's soft waist and said with a sly smile: "If we lose the game, the advance kiss will not be a bonus, but a consolation prize!"

Chu Yiren raised her hands and hugged Lin Lang's neck, blinking her bright and beautiful eyes, looking at the handsome Lin Lang, "It's a pity that such a handsome face was beaten into a pig's head."

"I will not be beaten into a pig's head!" Lin Lang said, lowered his head, and kissed Chu Yiren uncontrollably.

This was an extremely sweet kiss. Lin Lang breathed in the faint fragrance from Chu Yiren's body and was very intoxicated. He hugged and kissed Chu Yiren greedily.

Chu Yiren, a sober person, always pushes Lin Lang away when he is still unsatisfied, letting Lin Lang taste a little sweetness but then stopping abruptly.

Chu Yiren understands that love needs to be long-lasting and cannot be rushed. She is trying to make Lin Lang addicted to her.

This kind of ambiguous feeling made Lin Lang more and more fascinated. He was full of expectations and desire for Chu Yiren. He was extremely possessive but just couldn't get her.

This is also the reason why Chu Yiren has always insisted on her bottom line that she will only give her body to Lin Lang after Lin Lang gets the marriage certificate with her.

The general meaning is, who will feed the fish that are caught ashore?

Chu Yiren was also afraid that after Lin Lang slept with her, the passion and novelty would gradually fade away, and he would make excuses not to marry her, or even turn his back on her.

The intelligence and scheming of Chu Yiren, the daughter of a wealthy family, are not comparable to those of ordinary women.

Up to now, Lin Lang has a lot of girlfriends around him, but the only woman who can really control Lin Lang is the yandere and beautiful tycoon Chu Yiren.

The highlight moment for the sinister beauty tycoon Chu Yiren has not yet arrived. She has been enduring. After she and Lin Lang obtained the legal marriage procedures, it is time for her iron-fisted reckoning.

Liquidate what?

Of course, it is to purge the court and settle accounts with the little goblins around Lin Lang!

The palace fighting drama has not yet begun...

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Stop gossiping.

After a passionate kiss, Chu Yiren took Lin Lang's arm and said in a cute way, "Let's go have dinner first!"

"Okay!" Lin Lang picked up the oil painting of Chu Yiren's portrait.

The couple walked intimately, chatting and laughing as they left Penguin Internet Company.

It was 6: that evening.

The Shanghai Stadium was bustling with activity as a grand “China-Japan Sanda King Contest” audition was being held here. Sanda masters from all over the country gathered together to compete for the qualification to enter the preliminary round.

The atmosphere was warm and tense, with cheers and cheers from the audience. There were several professional referees sitting on the judges' bench, who would judge each game with fair and strict standards.

The daytime auditions were for Sanda matches in other weight classes.

After 75: in the evening, there will be a special show for kg Sanda athletes.

Before the audition, the contestants were weighed and divided into groups. This part was full of suspense because no contestant knew what kind of opponent they would face.

Chu Yiren brought her personal fighting training team to help Lin Lang participate in the Sanda competition. Although Lin Lang repeatedly said that he did not need it, he was powerless and had to rely on his girlfriend Chu Yiren to participate in the competition as a team.

When it was Lin Lang's turn, he stood on the scale and was shown to be within the weight class of 75 kg.

Afterwards, the contestants began to draw lots to decide their opponents.

Lin Lang, wearing a Sanda competition uniform, had a number plate for contestant No. 4 on his body. He reached out and took out a piece of paper from the lottery box. He unfolded it and saw the name on it was contestant No. 35, Wang Meng.

After drawing lots to select his opponent, Lin Lang waited in the audience for his number to be called to go on stage to compete.

Because it was an open audition competition, the backstage was a bit chaotic and crowded, but many of the contestants were supported by Sanda teams.

Chu Yiren stepped forward nervously and asked, "Alang, which contestant did you draw?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "Wang Meng."

Chu Yiren said sadly after hearing this: "Isn't it such a coincidence?"

Lin Lang asked with a relaxed look on his face: "What's wrong?"

Chu Yiren replied with a hint of worry: "Wang Meng is the 1999 National Sanda Champion of the Lihai Sanda Team. Your luck is too bad. You were drawn into the death group in the preliminary round of the audition, and you are fighting against last year's National Sanda Champion!"

Lin Lang was not afraid at all after hearing this, but he was puzzled and asked: "Why didn't last year's national Sanda champion go directly to the semi-finals, but had to participate in the auditions?"

Chu Yiren replied: "Because this is the first "China-Japan Sanda King Championship", the results and rankings of other Sanda competitions are not referenced. All contestants are treated equally and all start fighting from the preliminary round of the auditions."

"No protective gear is worn except for gloves. The game is played in three rounds, each round is three minutes, and the system is single-elimination."

"Alang, do you have the confidence to beat last year's national Sanda champion Wang Meng?"

Lin Lang thought to himself, "Not only do I have the full-level [Comprehensive Street Fighting Skills], I also have the full-level [UFC Mixed Martial Arts Master] skills. As long as I set the combat mode system to Sanda mode, I'm just using a cheat. What's there to be afraid of?!"

After reading it, Lin Lang pretended to be guilty and said, "Sister Yiren, is it too late for me to withdraw from the competition now?"

Chu Yiren pursed her lips after hearing this, and couldn't help but laugh and teased: "Alang, if you really don't have the confidence to win, and are afraid that your handsome face will be beaten into a pig's head, it's not shameful to give up the game, hehe..."

"If I get beaten into a pig's head, sister Yiren, you have to think carefully about how to comfort me. I will cry."

Chu Yiren smiled and covered her mouth, "It's better if you get beaten into a pig's head, so that you don't have to rely on your handsomeness to go out and have fun. You stay at the Chu residence and recuperate, so you have time to accompany me all the time!"

As soon as Chu Yiren finished speaking, the host shouted, "For the next match, contestant No. 4 Lin Lang will come on stage to compete against contestant No. 35 Wang Meng."

In an instant, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

This match is destined to become the focus of the auditions, because Wang Meng, as the ace player of the Lihai Sanda Team, his strength should not be underestimated.

Chu Yiren's smile suddenly stopped. She put on a combat mouth guard for Lin Lang herself, then gave Lin Lang a loving hug and encouraged him, "Come on!"

"Fight!" After hugging Chu Yiren, Lin Lang quickly walked onto the stage.

The moment Lin Lang stepped onto the stage, Chu Yiren's heart rose to her throat.

Although Chu Yiren had seen Lin Lang's fighting ability, she was still worried for Lin Lang when he faced last year's national Sanda champion Wang Meng.

At the competition site, the cameras of Haihai TV station recorded every preliminary audition.

Wang Meng was a muscular man with dark skin. His strong body seemed to contain endless power. His square face gave people a feeling of determination and courage.

Wang Meng's eyes were firm and sharp, revealing a chilling murderous aura. He was standing on the ring, flexing his muscles and bones hostile to Lin Lang, and every time he stretched out his fist, he exuded a powerful aura.

In particular, Wang Meng's sandbag-sized fists were tightly clenched in boxing gloves, as if ready to attack at any time, which made people think of his power and ferocity in battle.

Judging from his appearance, Wang Meng is undoubtedly a very ruthless fighter. His presence fills the entire ring with a tense atmosphere.

The audience is looking forward to Wang Meng's wonderful performance in the game, wanting to see how this Sanda champion will defeat the rookie Lin Lang in seconds.

Lin Lang and Wang Meng stood on the boxing ring, looking at each other, with firm determination in their eyes. At this moment, they will go all out to fight for honor and dreams.

After the host briefly announced the show and introduced the two contestants, the referee stood on the ring and explained the rules of the game and the parts of the body that were prohibited from being hit to Lin Lang and Wang Meng.

Lin Lang and his opponent Wang Meng nodded to the referee at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang took the initiative to touch fists with his opponent Wang Meng as a gesture of friendship. Wang Meng looked at Lin Lang with a ferocious look on his face, like a beast ready to attack.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, looked nonchalant and calm, as if nothing had happened. Perhaps this is what they call mysterious self-confidence!

After the gong sounded, a Sanda match for the brave officially began.

None of the audience, judges, and all the contestants thought Lin Lang would win, not for any other reason but simply because he drew the national Sanda champion Wang Meng from the Lihai Sanda Team.

In this death group audition, everyone thought Wang Meng would definitely win.

Only Chu Yiren had confidence in Lin Lang and believed emotionally that he would win. When she heard the ring for the match, she was worried about him.