Chapter 943 Fourth Master, Your Wife Is in Misery!

The next day, the last game of the final.

Because the rest are masters, and it is the final round, the audience is very excited and looking forward to it.

Leng Rongrong was still in the same state of mind as usual, very calm.

Perhaps because it was the last match, Leng Rongrong felt very relaxed.

The opponent she matched this time was not from her own martial arts gym, but the trump card of a martial arts gym in country T. It is said that she is already sixty years old, but very powerful.

I have won the first place several times.

As soon as she entered the ring, Leng Rongrong felt the pressure. She obviously felt that the opponent was very powerful. That kind of aura was really beyond the reach of ordinary players.

Leng Rongrong nodded at the other party.

She felt that it was indeed very difficult for her to win this time.

"Isn't this the so-and-so?"

In the stands, the nineteen bigwigs sitting in the last section of the fan group had already started discussing.

"It's troublesome, how can our eldest lady's opponent be him, I should have done something before I knew it, and asked the eldest lady to change her opponent!"

"This old man is difficult to deal with. His boxing skills are very vicious. Even though he looks very old, his kung fu is really powerful!"

"Shall we help Missy!"

"Idiot, this is a competition, nothing else, did you help the young lady, and let the young lady be scolded for cheating?"

"Isn't that just to say, this match must be up to the young lady herself! I hope the young lady can win!"

"Missy has always been so powerful, she will definitely win."

"I think it's better not to count on winning, as long as the eldest lady is not injured. That old bastard likes to play dirty tricks. Many of the opponents he faced before were seriously injured and died."

"No way!"

"Then our eldest lady is very dangerous!"

"Look at the situation first, if it's really not possible, use a hidden weapon to protect the eldest lady!"

"What is the game, life is the most important thing!"

Xuanyuan Nantian at the front had the same mentality as the nineteen big brothers. When he saw that Leng Rongrong's opponent was this old man, he frowned.

The girl next to her kept shouting, "Master Rong is number one! Master Rong will definitely be number one!"

Xuanyuan Nantian glanced sideways at the girl, "That old man is very powerful!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he won't be as powerful as my Master Rong! That old man, with one foot in the coffin, can be so powerful!" the girl said bluntly.

Xuanyuan Nantian: ...

If the old man heard these words, the old man should be able to die of anger immediately.

Why don't you shout louder?

Just pissed off the old man, and his precious daughter won!

"Master Rong, come on!"

The girl continued to cheer and shout, Xuanyuan Nantian took a look and confirmed that she was a true fan.

After shouting for a few days, my voice is hoarse.

He also saved all the videos of Rongrong, and sent them to him yesterday.

"Uncle, you shout too, let's cheer for Rongrong together! Shout louder, Rongrong can hear it, and she will be happy to hear it!"

The girl yelled a few times and looked at Xuanyuan Nantian, "I know, you must be very excited right now, very turbulent, right?"

Xuanyuan Nantian: ...

In fact, it's not that exaggerated, although watching my daughter's game is indeed a little exciting.

But it doesn't have to be to the extent of shouting, I always feel that he is too old and not suitable for such crazy shouting.

"Come on, shout!"

The girl pulled Xuanyuan Nantian and shouted. After shouting for a while, she suddenly took out a tweeter and handed it to Xuanyuan Nantian, "Uncle, you can't even make a sound when you shout. I will give you the secret weapon. Use it to shout, and it will definitely make Rong Rong Grandpa saw you!"

Xuanyuan Nantian shuddered and turned to the tweeter, feeling terrified.

"Shout," said the girl.

Xuanyuan Nantian held the tweeter and yelled cautiously.

In the audience, his voice was the loudest.

The nineteen big men in the last row staggered and almost fell off their chairs.

"Damn it. It seems to be the voice of the boss!"

"Boss has a tweeter! How pompous!"

"It's my baby girl, has anyone ever seen the boss do such a thing!"

"Ahhh, I want that horn too, and I want to cheer on the eldest lady too!"

"Idiot, once you shout, the boss will find out, and we will be finished!"

...

Before Leng Rongrong started to fight, she heard the shouts from the ring. When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man cheering for her with that tweeter.

Leng Rongrong:! ! !

Does she still have such crazy middle-aged male fans?

But this uncle is quite cool, especially when cheering for her.

Leng Rongrong smiled at Xuanyuan Nantian, but she didn't recognize at all that this uncle was actually her own father.

As for my father, when he found out that his daughter smiled at him, his heart almost melted. He almost let out a cry. He endured it for a long time before he calmly said to Leng Rongrong with a tweeter, "The opponent is very powerful!" , you must be careful!"

Leng Rongrong made a knowing gesture.

Then, she officially started fighting with the opponent in front of her.

The opponent was indeed very powerful, every move was very vicious, Leng Rongrong had never met such a fierce opponent, almost every move was aimed at the vital point, and some of the moves were very obscene.

It doesn't matter if the opponent is a man, but the old man in front of him actually wants to hit his chest.

It's such an obscene trick.

It's no wonder that although this old man won the first place, he has always had a bad reputation.

Leng Rongrong felt that if she hadn't moved fast enough, she would have been touched by this old man all over her body.

She didn't even know that this was possible on the field.

"We are competing in the ring now, isn't your move a bit obscene?" Leng Rongrong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked while flashing, "Can't you have a good competition?"

"As long as you can win, it doesn't matter what trick it is. What? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, admit defeat."

The old man sneered, completely disapproving.

Leng Rongrong: "Wow, you have refreshed my new horizons, you are really too wretched!"

"Hmph, it's the ability to win." As he spoke, the old man began to hit his chest again.

"Fuck, I didn't have that much fighting spirit, but if you're like this, I don't want you to win at all!" Leng Rongrong took a deep breath.

She didn't intend to have to win at first, but after finding out that her opponent was such a person, she really wanted to kick him flat.

At the same time, fourth master in the stands turned dark all the time.

The man next door was still chattering, "Damn, this old man is a pervert, wow, your wife is miserable, your wife is going to be touched! Damn, dare to touch the butt, touch the chest directly? Is he in Is the martial arts competition still more obscene?"