C231 Is it a fake

"That's what it means." Han Ya picked up his beer bottle, touched Cao Ziyang's beer bottle, took a sip, and then said: "Actually, Tai Chi has already lost, but in order to make the competition more interesting, the judge shouted for it to stop, this is a very cruel thing, no one wants to end this fight quickly, so no one wants to bet on it, so I have to continue, let Tai Fist take a breather, and think about how to fight it."

Cao Ziyang knew that there was a meaning behind Han Ya's words, so he said: "Continue."

"When it's your turn, you have to prevent the referee from doing so. You have to be quick. You have to finish the match within two or three seconds. Don't make one round."

"Alright."

Anyways, you definitely have to avoid getting hurt, you can only play surprise attack, under these conditions, everyone has seen that African guy fight, no one will bet on you winning, and that African guy will look down on you, so the chance of you attacking is very high, if you don't succeed, you will be in trouble, understand?

"Understood." Cao Ziyang sighed in relief, "Thank you. It seems that you've thought about everything far ahead, and your ability to think is very strong."

"I've been through all sorts of hard work since I was a kid, okay? When you were playing, I was suffering, so I couldn't be bothered to bullshit with you, and started the second round. Let's keep watching, I guess Tai Chi will take advantage of this round. "

"Is this a fake?"

"No, it's the referee's help."

Cao Ziyang acknowledged it and continued to watch. The result was just as Han Ya had said, the Tai People in the second round took advantage of the situation and struck the Koreans hard when they found an opening.

When the second round was over, Han Ya said to Cao Ziyang: "Did you see that? If you fail to launch a sneak attack, you will be in danger, especially when you are facing against an expert like Zhong Tianyingshou, who is proficient in discovering the weakness of your opponent. Therefore, other than using surprise attacks to kill you in one move, you have no other choice, and staying long is not good for you, and that's why I told you before, you will definitely not be able to pass this time. "

Cao Ziyang understood. It was true. The two fellows in the iron cage had proven this point.

Han Ya did not say who won, because it was obvious that the Koreans would win, and what she said about how they would only come out after the opponent had no movements was true. There was no such thing as surrender in the cage, only when the contestants did not want to attack did the battle stop, which meant to say, when would the battle end? As for the possibility of a dead person, that was a matter of the bar and not something a contestant should consider.

When the Thai people were carried out and many of the guests who had betted went to receive their money, the host announced to Cao Ziyang, "Fight on, wait for me at the back of the bar in five minutes. The host will be there, you don't have to speak, make a thumbs-up gesture, and he will pull you up.

Cao Ziyang nodded, "I understand!"

Han Ya handed over her own wine bottle and said, "Have a drink, I wish you victory in the beginning."

Cao Ziyang handed over his wine bottle and drank with Han Ya.

Five minutes passed quickly, and Han Ya made a gesture of invitation. Cao Ziyang said: "Han Ya, you really don't look like you're twenty, you're too terrifying, you know too much, your thoughts are meticulous. If you were a man, your achievements would be even greater than your grandfather and mother …"

Han Ya said: "Why are you blabbering on, it's also the same as what my grandfather said, what do you need to do so quickly?! Once it's over, we can leave, it's too annoying.

Cao Ziyang put all the things he had on him into his bag and handed it over to Han Ya. He revealed a smile, bowed his head and walked out.

Cao Ziyang walked behind the bar. The host was already waiting, but his opponent was not an African. Cao Ziyang realised that he had been deceived by Han Ya, his opponent was only a Japanese. Looking at his head scarf, he must be some kind of karate expert, about 30 years old, of average height, sharp eyes and a serious expression, making people feel like he was an expert.

Finally, following the host into the cage, the host continued his introduction, encouraging everyone to place their bets. Cao Ziyang stood by the side, watching the situation outside. One had to admit that this was a completely different feeling from sitting outside. It was bustling outside, but inside, it was death. There were signs of slaughter everywhere, blood stains and the smell of blood continuously seeped into one's nose, causing one to feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the bloodstain, Cao Ziyang's heart raced. This was different from the time when he was facing Fan Haiyang, who could die at any time. Of course, being filled with danger was sometimes a good thing. If they could successfully pass through it, when they fought with Zhong Tianyingshou, they would have a more stable mental preparation, and wouldn't feel unwell. Now, what Cao Ziyang wanted to do was to force himself to calm down. Although it was difficult, in the end, Cao Ziyang still managed to do it.

Cao Ziyang closed his eyes and waited for the host to leave. When the referee came in, he opened his eyes and discovered that his karate opponent was resting with his eyes closed just like him. Cao Ziyang was a little depressed, just now Han Ya had said those words according to the African men, to be looked down upon, to have the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and such, that was clearly not the case. Could it be that Han Ya wanted to train him in his ability to adapt on the spot?

Before Cao Ziyang could think clearly, the referee had already spoken in front of him in English and asked if he was ready. Cao Ziyang could understand the word and nodded. Immediately, the referee asked the karate player, and after obtaining the same result, he made a fighting gesture.

Cao Ziyang and karate both took a few steps back to allow the battlefield to become larger, before closely watching each other's movements.

Very soon, Karate took the initiative to attack Cao Ziyang, but after a few moments of probing, the real killing move arrived. Its speed was not fast, but it was full of power, so Cao Ziyang did not want to meet force with force and dodged it. Actually, Cao Ziyang had already realised that this opponent was not strong, even if he did not play tactics, he would not lose. But this would not do, firstly, he could not be injured, and secondly, he promised Han Ya that he would finish the battle within three seconds.

After dodging more than a dozen attacks consecutively, things had already started smashing outside. The referee shouted for them to stop, ending the first round, and then used English to converse with Cao Ziyang. Cao Ziyang did not know what he was talking about, but he nodded his head. Regardless, he was bound to be the one fighting. He wasn't in a hurry, so he got the other party to get anxious before he made a move. He would be able to finish the other party off in a single move, saving his energy and effort.

The second round soon began. Facing the attacks of karate, Cao Ziyang still mainly chose to dodge and dissolve the attack, almost not making the referee cry.

He knew how to dodge and was very agile. His karate skill was also irritated by Cao Ziyang, and it was clear that he had been incited by the players outside. His moves slowly became chaotic, gradually revealing his weak points.

With a groan of pain and a "bang", the kickboxing figure fell to the ground. The referee was stunned, and by the time he managed to react, Cao Ziyang had already knocked the kickboxing figure out.

The scene was silent. Except for the faint sound of music, there was no other sound.

The referee was very busy, his hands moved very quickly, he wanted to wake up the karate to fight the third round in a set amount of time, in the end, the karate was indeed awakened, but how could he fight in that weak state? At that time, the beer bottles made a ping sound, and the entire place was filled with curses. There were all kinds of curses that came out, making it difficult to hear, but Cao Ziyang did not hear them clearly, and by the time he walked out of the iron cage, Han Ya had already exchanged the winning money, pulling him along as he quickly left.

After exiting the warehouse's iron gate, Han Ya finally let go of Cao Ziyang's hand, his face a little red: "You were almost beaten up, understand?"

Cao Ziyang shuddered, "Surely not? I'm using tactics, can't I fight like this? "

"They want to see a bloody scene. That way, they will be happy even if they lose money. Yet, you made them unhappy even if they win money. However, there is one thing you did very well. You were not affected by the voices of the outside world and were very focused on it.

"Let's not talk about how he lost first. Didn't you tell me to take care of him in one move?"

"Why are you so stupid? I was talking about that black African. But if it wasn't, you had to react. That karate is obviously not a match, but you don't need to know that? "My ability to adapt to situations is really weak, and I feel that I'm right. I can't even be bothered to talk nonsense with you …" After he finished speaking, Han Ya walked quickly out of the main street and chose a direction to continue walking …

Cao Ziyang was stunned for a few seconds before he gave chase. Had he done something wrong? Thinking about it, he felt that it was true, but wasn't this because Han Ya dug a pit first? In the end, he had to bear the responsibility? Cao Ziyang was undoubtedly very depressed.

After catching up to Han Ya, Cao Ziyang said: "Alright, I do not understand your words. I am in the wrong, how much money did you win?"

Han Ya said: "Do you know the exchange rate between the yen and the renminbi?"

Cao Ziyang said, "I don't know."

"Then what do you want to know?"

Cao Ziyang was stunned. "Then tell me directly about it."

"Six thousand."

"So many?"

"What is it? You want me to treat you to something to eat? "

"If you don't mind, I'd love to. But I think you should find a bath for me first."

"Alright, let's go. We'll take the carriage …"

They got into a taxi, and after half an hour of travel, the bathhouse that Han Ya talked about finally arrived, but Cao Ziyang's expression was extremely gloomy, because it was a natural bathhouse, a lake, and a lake by the mountain. There was no one around, it was extremely quiet, the cold wind blew, making him look extremely terrifying.

Heavens, the weather is so cold, is Han Ya that funny?

Cao Ziyang said to Han Ya: "Miss Han, although I misunderstood what you said when we were fighting the karate, but you are so smart, so you shouldn't have misunderstood what I said. I'm talking about the bathhouse, and this is the lake …."

Han Ya said: "Are you afraid?"

"Nonsense, it's the middle of winter, who isn't afraid?"

If you can't even beat a lake, how are you going to win against Zhong Tianyingshou? "" I don't know.

"How can this be confused? "How about you go first? If you dare, I'll definitely follow you. Otherwise, let's go. I won't be eating at night, let's go back to the hotel."

"So what if you don't eat?" Han Ya snorted, "I already gave you face by not bringing you to the ice lake at the foot of Mount Fuji. Cut the crap and get off your clothes quickly."

"Take off your clothes?" Cao Ziyang's eyes widened. "In front of you?"