Chapter 392: Fight, young man!

Lin Lang walked off the ring amid applause and cheers, and the next 75kg Sanda audition event seamlessly connected to the ring where a fierce competition began.

After Lin Lang won and walked off the stage, he immediately came to his girlfriend Chu Yiren with the attitude of a winner and a smug smile on his face.

"Alang, congratulations on knocking out the champion Wang Meng in 30 seconds in your first fight!" Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang with light in her eyes.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Chu Yiren

Lin Lang took off his boxing gloves and said, "I won by accident. It was really a fluke!"

Chu Yiren handed Lin Lang a bottle of water, smiled appreciatively and said, "My handsome boyfriend, well done!"

Lin Lang smiled and drank a sip of water. He looked at the beautiful Chu Yiren, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes. "Was my performance in the ring just now handsome?"

Chu Yiren smiled charmingly, "So cool! That awesome self-sacrificing kick you just delivered almost knocked Wang Meng's soul away. It will definitely be included in the list of the top ten famous KO scenes in Xia Country's Sanda kicking techniques."

Lin Lang shook his hair exaggeratedly, "I thought last year's Sanda champion was so powerful! I didn't expect him to be a weakling. You can't blame me for picking her shrimp line and brushing off his championship experience package."

"Haha... you're out of breath when I tell you you're fat, Alang, you're showing off again!"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "I was just teasing you! I won by chance, it was pure luck!"

Chu Yiren smiled and said, "The probability of an amateur Sanda fighter winning against a Sanda champion in a ring is difficult to quantify, but considering the significant gap in experience, skills, and psychological preparation between the two sides, the chance of an amateur fighter winning unexpectedly is extremely small."

"If the match you just had against Wang Meng was in the final of the domestic Sanda Championship, your self-sacrificing kick to KO Wang Meng would probably cause controversy."

Lin Lang was puzzled after hearing this: "Controversy? I didn't use any illegal moves and I defeated Wang Meng cleanly and neatly. Why would there be controversy?"

Chu Yiren touched Lin Lang's abdominal muscles and teased, "You, an amateur Sanda player, unexpectedly KOed the national Sanda champion. It's hard not to let the audience doubt that you, Chairman Lin, who is worth billions, used your money to bribe Wang Meng to fight a fake fight."

Lin Lang shrugged and said, "The innocent are innocent. My greatest strength is that I don't care about other people's views and opinions. Let others say whatever they want. It won't hurt me."

"Alang, you must work harder in the next promotion match!"

Lin Lang nodded: "I will. But..." He paused, "Can I get another bonus kiss in advance now?"

"Stop it, Alang. There are so many eyes watching us in the gymnasium!"

"What if our kissing is accidentally captured by the production crew and aired after post-production of the China-Japan Sanda King Championship? It's okay if your mistress Zhou Mengyao sees it, but if your master and his wife see it, they will definitely expel you, the evil disciple, from the sect, right?" Chu Yiren said with a sly smile on her face.

"Uh... Then I'll wait until the promotion match is over, then go home and hug you and kiss you to my heart's content!"

Chu Yiren couldn't help but laugh and said, "Alang, besides taking advantage of women, is there anything else on your mind?"

"Yes, I have!"

"After my new book, The Ghostly Blowing Lantern: The Ancient City of Jingjue, is published, I will give you a copy to read. Then you will know that when I am doing something seriously, I have no woman in my heart. I only seem to be frivolous when I am with you, Sister Yiren."

"Hehe...Alang, do you know what your greatest ability is?"

"What is it?"

"You are very eloquent. You can even make a dead person look alive. You can always find an excuse to whitewash yourself."

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "I am very fair to begin with."

"Yes!"

"Can you not be white?"

"You are my gigolo who lives off me!"

AI generates beautiful pictures of Chu Yiren

Lin Lang could not help but continue flirting with Chu Yiren, when he saw the cameraman of the program carrying a camera, accompanied by a female reporter, walking towards Lin Lang with a smile, "Sorry to bother you, hello, contestant number four, Lin Lang!"

"Excuse me, can I interview you after the game?" The female reporter wearing glasses was very polite.

Chu Yiren avoided the camera at the first opportunity. Rich and wealthy people usually act low-key and generally do not show their faces in front of the camera unless it is necessary.

Lin Lang glanced at the female reporter and asked, "It's just the contestants who won the preliminary round of the audition. Will the program team also arrange a post-match interview for the winner?"

The female reporter replied truthfully, "Normally, there is no post-match interview for the winners of the preliminary rounds of the ordinary auditions. However, because you unexpectedly KO'd the champion Wang Meng in the auditions, you are expected to become the dark horse and become the Sanda champion of Xia Country to go to Sakura Country to fight against Xiao Ri Zi players, so the program team specially arranged a post-match interview for you."

"Okay, then I'll cooperate with your production team and record a post-match interview, but you have to make me look more handsome."

The female reporter smiled and signaled the cameraman behind her to start recording. She then began the interview formally: "Hello, contestant number four, Lin Lang!"

Lin Lang said to the camera, "Hello!"

"Is this your first official Sanda match since your debut?"

"Yes! My record before this was blank."

The female reporter continued, "Wang Meng was the national Sanda champion in 1999 and had an impressive record of winning all 25 official matches. In your first Sanda match after your debut, you KO'd Wang Meng and ended his 25-match winning streak. Do you feel the joy of your debut and the peak of your career?"

Lin Lang replied modestly: "I am naturally very happy that I won the game."

"However, I just KO'd Wang Meng by luck. I respect and admire Wang Meng, the Sanda champion who is also from Haikou."

"As the saying goes, a young fighter is better than a strong fighter. After all, I am three years younger than Wang Meng. I took advantage of his youth. This is not a fair victory. There is nothing to be complacent about."

After hearing this, the female reporter said, "The three-year age difference between Sanda players will have little impact on the winning rate of the match, right? After all, Wang Meng is only 25 years old!"

Chu Yiren, who was standing outside the camera, thought to herself after hearing this, "Alang is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger again. He is really a talent for pretending to be cool in reverse!"

Then, Lin Lang replied to the camera: "The age gap is just one of the factors that led to my lucky victory. Wang Meng is already a famous Sanda champion. There are many videos of his matches online, so I am very familiar with his fighting style."

"Because I have always admired Wang Meng's Sanda skills, and even studied his Sanda tactics. I didn't expect to be drawn to fight with Wang Meng in the audition. Maybe this is why I unexpectedly KO Wang Meng!"

"After all, I know Wang Meng's fighting style very well, but Wang Meng knows nothing about mine, so I won by luck. It was really luck, pure luck, and it was not a fair victory!"

Chu Yiren, who was standing outside the camera, wanted to laugh when she saw Lin Lang lying with his eyes open. She thought, "Ah Lang is really talented. He can lie in front of the camera without blushing or beating his heart. This mentality must have been developed from picking up girls, right?"

Chu Yiren knew that Lin Lang had never paid any attention to Wang Meng, let alone studying the fighting style and Sanda techniques that Wang Meng was good at.

Even before the game, Lin Lang just learned from Chu Yiren that his opponent, Wang Meng, was from Hai and the 1999 National Sanda Champion.

It has to be said that Lin Lang understands the ways of the world. In the post-match interview of the winning team, he gave enough face to the losing team MVP Wang Meng, allowing Wang Meng to save face after losing the game.

After hearing this, the female reporter said, "I see. Opportunities are indeed reserved for those who are prepared!"

"Okay, thank you contestant number four Lin Lang for accepting the interview with the program team. I hope you can have a more outstanding and amazing performance in the next qualifying round."

"Thank you!" Lin Lang smiled slightly at the camera.

After the post-match interview, the bespectacled female reporter and cameraman politely said goodbye to Lin Lang and hurried away to continue their busy work.

After the female reporter left, Chu Yiren teased, "Okay, Alang, you really speak without hesitation. Tell me, how many lies have you told me before?"

"no!"

"Where is it?"

"How dare I tell lies to Sister Yiren! Hehe..."

"I think you've been talking too much nonsense, and you can't even tell which of your words are true and which are false, right?"

"No, no, no!"

"Sister Yiren is so smart, her IQ is ridiculously high, how dare I make up a lie to scare you?"

Chu Yiren laughed at herself and said, "What's the use of my high IQ? After meeting you, I became a fangirl. I believed everything you said. I was so in love that I was fooled by you."

Lin Lang laughed and said, "Those who believe in me will have eternal life."

Chu Yiren replied gratefully, "Yes! If you hadn't stopped me from boarding the death flight to Sakura Country, I would have died in the sea of ​​fire when the plane crashed and exploded."

"Alang, you are my savior and my hero, so I trust you unconditionally and even allow you to have a mistress outside."

"Uh... Sister Yiren, while you're praising me, you're also taking the opportunity to criticize my work style. How embarrassing!"

Chu Yiren sneered and rolled her eyes at Lin Lang, teasing: "Alang, you are really capable!"

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Sister Yiren, you are joking."

"Ah Lang, you were able to make Zhou Mengyao, a daughter of a rich family, and me, a daughter of a wealthy family, fall in love with you at the same time. Did you drug us both?"

Before Lin Lang could answer, he heard another round of thunderous applause and cheers in the gymnasium.

Then, the commentator on the scene excitedly shouted: "No. 18 champion Liu Hailong knocked out Sanda champion Chen Hu with his famous high-position split kick in the first round."

"Contestant No. 18 Liu Hailong, who won the audition with a strong victory, is not only the runner-up of the 1999 Chinese Kung Fu American Professional Boxing Championship, but also the 2000kg champion of the 75 Summer Chinese Wushu Sanda King Championship."

"Sanda champion Liu Hailong's killer moves are the sky-high punch and the high kick. The famous move he just used to KO his opponent is called 'Liu Leg Split'. It is well-known in the Sanda world for its unique attack method and powerful power."

"Liu Hailong has a smooth sense of 'high sweep' and 'continuous strike'. His continuous 'double flying kicks' and incredible 'scissor kicks' are very deadly, and his clever wrestling skills are also very impressive."

"The media once commented on Sanda champion Liu Hailong. His greatest feature is his comprehensive skills. He has almost no shortcomings in the four weapons of professional Sanda - punches, kicks, throws and knees. This is particularly important in the professional Sanda competition system where there are so many strong players."

"Liu Hailong is expected to win the battle on the ring, representing the Summer Country against the Sakura Country, defeating the champion of Xiaozizi with his iron fist and his famous skill 'Liu Leg Pi Gua', and becoming a super Sanda king famous in China and Japan."

"We congratulate Liu Hailong with warm applause for his strong KO victory, and look forward to his more exciting performance in the promotion match later!"

Lin Lang looked towards the ring and saw Liu Hailong, whose right fist was raised high by the referee. He was secretly surprised, "What the hell! Isn't this Liu Hailong, the number one Sanda fighter in Xia Country?"

Fighting fans who are familiar with boxing and Sanda should be very familiar with the legend of the era created by Liu Hailong, the first super Sanda king of Xia State.

Liu Hailong's strength in Sanda competitions was absolutely terrifying back then.

Even until now, Super Sanda King Liu Hailong's brilliant achievements in the Sanda world and his resounding reputation are still talked about by boxing fans.

Before Lin Lang could think more, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Ding! In the next promotion match tonight, the opponent chosen by Liu Hailong through drawing lots will be the host. A peak Sanda match is waiting for the host to fight. Fight with passion, young man!"

"Uh..." Lin Lang felt melancholy after receiving the system prompt.

Chu Yiren, who was standing nearby, saw Lin Lang's expression change, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "A Lang, is this champion named Liu Hailong on the ring more powerful than Wang Meng, who you KOed?"