Chapter 142 You can set your own conditions The mobile martial arts gym's competitions have been held for many years, and there are many regular customers who come here to watch the competitions. Even some of them who are not very familiar with each other at least know Jin Liang, because this person has become famous for his cooking. Someone has recorded that from the first time he appeared in the martial arts gym to his 30th match, he never won a single match. The reason why only thirty games were recorded was because others felt it was unnecessary. If a person can't win from beginning to end, what's the point of counting how many games he has lost in a row? Even Zhang Long, the organizer of the fighting competition, acquiesced to his participation and even gave him a discount on the registration fee. After all, the other scenes were all bloody fights with fists and the atmosphere was too tense, so it was nice to have more clowns to entertain people. Most of the nicknames people have here are given by themselves, or they are spread gradually by secretly instructing their younger brothers to spread the word. Only Jin Liang's nickname is well-known, and everyone agrees with it from the bottom of their hearts. However, in just one week, everyone's mentality gradually changed. The incompetent clown actually won a game.

Jin Liang, who managed to break through, won another game. Liang Ge, who had an epiphany, won the third game! That's what happened tonight. Although it was difficult and he looked seriously injured, he won. This result shocked Chen Mo. Today's opponent calls himself a giant muscular overlord. If he is allowed to go further on the road to becoming extraordinary, he will definitely be an extraordinary martial arts master. Unfortunately, his realm stagnated at the middle stage of the second realm. But even so, he is still much stronger than Jin Liang. When the two began to compete, Chen Mo was doomed. Even though he and Gao Xing had studied their opponents for three days and developed a relatively feasible plan, the gap appeared again when they actually went on stage and compared with each other. However, beyond expectations, Jin Liang showed resilience beyond his normal level. According to the rules of the competition, the one who falls to the ground and cannot get up will be deemed the loser. Jin Liang fell to the ground three times, but got up each time. He was like a stubborn fool, executing the "magic tricks" taught by Chen Mo again and again, so he won in the end. "Step aside." Chen Mo rushed onto the stage, pushed away the referee who wanted to pull Jin Liang to perform, and carried him down. "How are you, still awake?" He didn't have time to gain experience because this guy was now bruised and battered and had won a very miserable victory. "Coach, did I win?" Jin Liang spoke incoherently, his lips were swollen like sausages. Chen Mo was removing his protective gear from him, saying, "We won, we won. Now that you're awake, don't talk. I'll apply medicine on you." He used the medicine in Jin Liang's bag to give him some simple treatment, and then checked him according to the emergency injury assessment tutorial taught in the martial arts school. He was relieved after confirming that there were no serious injuries.

"You take a short rest. Once you have recovered a little, we will leave today." "Hmm" Jin Liang groaned while lying on the ground. At this moment, Chen Mo felt that the scene in front of him suddenly became dark because several people came from behind him and blocked the light source behind him. Looking back, he saw the red-haired Yang Jie who had been defeated by Jin Liang in the last round, and his two younger brothers. "It's unacceptable for you to say that." Red Hair folded his hands in front of his chest and looked down at Chen Mo who was squatting there. "what?" Chen Mo didn't understand what he was talking about. A red-haired boy yelled, "You only know how to use tricks and schemes to win unfairly. You did the same thing when you played against me and when you played against Brother Ba today." To be honest, Chen Mo was a little confused about the conversation. He didn't expect that this method of defeating the strong with the weak under certain circumstances would be considered as an unfair victory by the other party. This was something he, Ding Ling, and Gao Xing had discussed together, but the guy in front of him was too green to know the value of the deal. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Red Hair became even more excited. He felt that the other party knew he was in the wrong. "Brother Ba was tricked by you and needs treatment. He also lost the game he should have won. I won't blackmail you. I'll give you 50,000 yuan and you can still claim the third prize. It's worth it." "Dude, do you have any misunderstanding about the word 'blackmail'? People who try to scam others know to fake a fall, but you didn't even follow the procedure. It's hard for me to handle this." Chen Mo stood up, ready to overturn the table at any time. He understood what the other party meant. They wanted to use their numbers to achieve their goal and extort some benefits. The problem is, if his level is similar to Jin Liang's, then they can succeed, but with Chen Mo's level, let alone there are only three people in front of him, even if there are three more, it will be useless. After all, even if we put aside the five orifices being connected, the awakening of the Green God, and the half-style, Chen Mo is truly in the middle stage of the third realm. Red Hair didn't expect that the boy in front of him, who was alone and weak, actually dared to stand up and twist his wrist. "Heh, it seems you haven't realized what's going to happen next." Chen Mo smiled and said, "I know. You can't do it here, so you will say 'don't leave after school', and then wait for Jin Liang and I to go out, and then block our way outside." He paused. "But I'll tell you what's going to happen next. I'm going to hit you, and you're going to be on your knees begging for mercy after I hit you." He did not encourage Red Hair like he did last time, because this guy had lost to Jin Liang and was subsequently eliminated, so he lost his status as a player and could not gain experience. Hearing Chen Mo's words, Red Hair got a little mad, not because of the arrogant content, but because he found that this kid was not afraid of him at all. "I'm looking at you fucking" Snapped! "court death!" The second half of the sentence was said by a bald man wearing sunglasses. Before saying it, he gave the red-haired guy a big bag.

"Long, Brother Long..." And the red-haired guy didn't even dare to show his teeth. Zhang Long cursed viciously: "This little brother is my friend, you fucking know what I mean." "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Brother Long, I'm sorry, Brother Friend." Apparently, Zhang Long is the local boss here. Chen Mo cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Long." "Tsk, that Yang Jie is just a low-class idiot who always does despicable things. I wanted him to get out a long time ago." Zhang Long said, "There are too many people here, why don't we talk somewhere else?" Chen Mo waved his hand: "How about here?" He pointed at Jin Liang, who was lying on the ground. "It's troublesome to move it around." Zhang Long nodded and asked someone to bring two benches. "Please take a seat." Of course Chen Mo wasn't polite. After sitting down, he took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket. Then he saw that the gangster's eyes were wide open, probably because he didn't expect that he was so relaxed. Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then took out another one and handed it over. "Uh, thank you." Zhang Long took the melon seeds but just held them in his hand, "To be honest, I never thought that you could let someone like Jin Liang enter the third round. I know you taught me well, and I don't expect you to tell me. I just want to ask what it takes to be willing to participate in the competition. You can set the conditions." (End of this chapter)