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Chapter 202

"Although Blackhawk has a star player like Ouyang Xiaosan, its overall strength is not good.

Black Fist Emperor is brave, but facing St.

Germain, it will be dangerous.

I hope he can do his best.

As for the result, it is not that important.

After all, the opponent is a strong team.

It is good for young players to participate in more games and gain more experience." When the game started, the first players of both sides had logged onto the Skynet platform.

Wen Xiuxiu was commentating on Han Sen.

Ji Yanran was even more annoyed. "What is wrong with this female broadcaster?

She is here to interview Blackhawk. Why does she always speak for St. Germain? "

"That's right. Is there something wrong with this female host's brain?" Qu Lili said angrily.

In fact, after Fang Mingquan heard Wen Xiuxiu's commentary, his expression turned ugly. He had asked Wen Xiuxiu to commentate Blackhawk's game out of goodwill, but he didn't expect Wen Xiuxiu to do such a commentary at Blackhawk's game.

Fang Mingquan immediately contacted Wen Xiuxiu. "Wen, you are going to Blackhawk to do a live broadcast. You should be commentating for Blackhawk. It is not good to commentate like this."

If it were not for Wen Xiuxiu's background, Fang Mingquan would have scolded her. Now he had to hold back his anger and talk to her.

"Mr. Fang, I think commentating for a game should be from a neutral point of view. Blackhawk is not good enough. I can't lie, right?

That is against my professional ability and professionalism. I can't do that. "Wen Xiuxiu turned off the commentary and answered Fang Mingquan unwillingly.

"Your professional ability?"

Fang Mingquan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Young people nowadays were so arrogant. They thought they were professionals after learning a little. If it wasn't for Wen Xiuxiu's background, he wouldn't have bothered to say anything to her.

"Yes, I have my professional ability and professionalism. Sorry, Mr. Fang, I can't commentate against my conscience," Wen Xiuxiu said righteously.

After all, Fang Mingquan was a person who had seen a lot of things. He was too lazy to be angry with a little girl. He smiled and said, "Well, in your professional opinion, what do you think will be the result of today's competition?"

"Of course, Blackhawk lost miserably."

Wen Xiuxiu said without hesitation. In fact, she still had a grudge against Fang Mingquan for sending her to Blackhawk.

"What do you think if I say Blackhawk will win?" Fang Mingquan said casually.

"Impossible."

Wen Xiuxiu chose to be a broadcaster because she liked black and white boxing. She knew the strong teams very well. No matter how she thought about it, Blackhawk would never win.

"Well, if Blackhawk loses, you can go wherever you want for interviews or live broadcasts."

After a pause, Fang Mingquan continued, "If Blackhawk wins this time, you have to complete all the tasks I give you. No more disagreements, and no more arbitrary decisions."

"Teacher Fang, do you think Black Eagle will win?"

Wen Xiuxiu had begun to doubt Fang Mingquan's professionalism. Anyone who knew anything about the Black and White Boxing League knew that Blackhawk could never win.

"Not only will Black Eagle win, but it will also be a great victory," Fang Mingquan said with certainty and hung up the call.

Now Wen Xiuxiu regretted asking to work for Fang Mingquan. She had asked her family to come to Huaxing Station to learn from Fang Mingquan because she admired his ability.

However, the professionalism displayed by Fang Mingquan had truly disappointed her. She couldn't even discern such an obvious situation, which made her feel that Fang Mingquan's reputation was undeserved.

Wen Xiuxiu continued to commentate according to her own understanding of the game, and naturally revealed the tone of St. Germain's victory.

Han Sen and Li Yu had both logged on to the Skynet platform.

This time, the black and white boxing team competition used a round-robin system. After the first player of each team came on, if he could win the first game, he could continue to fight the next player until he was defeated.

In such a system, it was possible to have a one-versus-five situation. However, because of the high uncertainty of black and white boxing, it was difficult to do so.

Because it was a game on the Skynet platform, the system randomly selected the attacker and the defender. Han Sen was lucky enough to be the attacker.

When the match started, Han Sen threw a punch. The holographic image on the Skynet was synchronized with his body. He threw a punch at Li Yu.

Professional equipment scanned Han Sen's body, and could tell the strength of the punch. Once the strength exceeded a certain amount, it would be judged as a black fist, and vice versa.

However, the scanned data could not be seen by the players. It would only be shown after the fight.

Li Yu stared at Han Sen calmly. His opponent's punch was as fierce as a tiger, but he was not moved at all. He did not even make a move to parry.

Li Yu was very confident in his judgment.

Han Sen's punch looked like a black fist, but from some small details, Li Yu was very sure that Han Sen's punch was a carefully disguised white fist.

There was no real power behind it.

In addition, this was a Skynet fight.

His opponent couldn't hurt him at all, so he didn't even bother to parry.

The system would naturally judge Han Sen as the loser.

"Although WindTalker is a newcomer, he seems to be very experienced and confident in his judgment..." Wen Xiuxiu praised Li Yu, because she also had the same judgment about the punch. Ordinary people might think it was a black fist, but people like her, who had studied black and white boxing, could judge from the details that it was a white fist with a strong disguise.

But before Wen Xiuxiu finished her explanation, there was a loud explosion. Han Sen's fist had landed on Li Yu's face, and the system automatically gave him a black fist explosion effect. Li Yu, who had been standing there motionless, was sent flying with a single punch.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. Wen Xiuxiu was stunned, the audience in the broadcast room was stunned, and the St. Germain player was stunned. The bullet screen in the broadcast suddenly became very small.

"If you make my beauty angry, the consequences will be very serious."

Han Sen's eyes were cold. He wanted to go easy on his opponent, so he wouldn't be too arrogant when he won. But now, that was no longer the case. Plus, he still had a kiss waiting for him. There was no way he was going to go easy on his opponent.


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