At this moment, it was just nine o'clock. In an instant, the cameras in the contestants 'channel were all turned on. The foreign audience of the World King of Brawling Competition were all staring at the TV. The live broadcast had already begun. The Chinese netizens were almost sitting in front of their computers or their phones. They opened the online video and watched the live broadcast.
In an instant, the viewership ratings of the World Fighting King Competition exploded overseas, leading the second place by hundreds of millions of people. The promotion of the World Fighting King Competition was all in place, and it was still the weekend. Countless people were waiting for the live broadcast to begin, waiting for their violent feast. Countless people were switching channels to watch the World Fighting King Competition.
China was not any weaker than foreign countries. Although it was 9 pm in China due to the time difference, the number of people watching the live broadcast online had reached 60 to 70 million, and the number was still rising. This was only the beginning. When the real show started, it would definitely not be a problem to break through 100 million.
"Brother Yang, you can do it. I've already bought the barbecue and coke. I'm just waiting to see Brother Yang show his might.”
"Brother Yang, beat them up. I don't even want to play anymore.”
"Brother Yang, if you don't win, I'm sorry. I don't care if my girlfriend leaks. I'm just waiting to watch your live broadcast.”
"Aerated? I don't even want my real body anymore. You insist on asking me to take a shower and sleep. Can I go? If I don't finish watching the live broadcast, I'll go to sleep? Are you kidding me? I don't want my wife anymore just to watch the live broadcast.”
“666666”
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The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were endless. If the computer's price was less than 10,000 yuan, and the phone's price was less than 5,000 yuan, it would definitely freeze instantly. One could imagine how terrifying the bullet comments were.
The news media of China also prepared their pens to prepare the news. If Yang Chen won, they began to brag. If he lost, they began to despise and smear.
The audience in front of the TV or the computer did not wait long. The entrance ceremony officially began, Yang Chen and the others walked in according to the order.
The space inside the Inkton Stadium was huge. There were around 10,000 seats for the audience. There was an empty space of about 300 meters in the middle of the seats. There were seats for the contestants around the empty space, and there was an arena in the middle of the empty space. The arena was not very big, about five meters in size. However, it was not very big, and there was a lot of blood on it. It was definitely a bloody arena.
There was a commentary platform behind the arena. There were a total of six commentators on the commentary platform. The language of the commentators was Chinese. This was the foundation of the number one country.
At this moment, Yang Chen and the others walked along the red carpet from outside, and the atmosphere of the scene was instantly high.|| Almost all the audience members began to cheer.
When the first group appeared, the cameras were pointed at them and the commentators immediately began to explain.
"The first to walk out to us are our American players, Nader and Noffy. They are both new contestants this year. Although they are in the first group, their strength cannot be underestimated.”
"Pa pa pa…"
"Hu hu hu…"
Applause and cheers continued. This was the charm of the World King of Brawling Competition. Even if it was an unknown contestant, the audience would give them a unique respect and give them a superstar level of enjoyment. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why the World King of Brawling Competition was so attractive.
After Nader and Noffy enjoyed the cheers, they walked to the seats and sat down, waiting for the match to officially begin.
The speed of the entrance was still very fast. After a few minutes, it was the turn of Aken and Yang Chen. When Yang Chen appeared, the sound that appeared was not cheering, but a burst of exclamation, as if it was shocking Yang Chen, a Chinese person.
"Now, the black A'ken is going up, and there is also the Chinese Yang Chen. I believe that A'ken is no stranger to everyone. He has participated in the two World Fighting King Competition, although he has stopped at the 200th place each time, he is still a veteran. What kind of results will he bring us this time?”
"The other Yang Chen, not only is everyone surprised, even our commentators are also very surprised. He is the second Chinese person to officially participate in the World Fighting King Competition after Yilong. It is said that Yang Chen's martial arts are very powerful. Yilong once broke into the top thirty, I don't know what achievements he can bring us. Please wait and see."
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"Tsk…"
There were many sighs at the scene, they did not believe that Yang Chen could obtain any good results. The atmosphere was very awkward. Ah Ken, who was next to Yang Chen, clearly saw that Yang Chen's eyebrows moved. This was obviously a sign of anger. Ah Ken expressed his understanding, because if it was him, he would also be angry. He was clearly so powerful, it was fine if he was the first to appear, but the audience was still like this.
"Hmph, what kind of people are you? When Brother Yang makes a move, you will know that you are wrong.”Zhao Liying, who was sitting in the second row, thought to herself gloomily when she saw that no one was cheering.
Yang Chen was indeed very angry at the moment. The others were all newcomers and could enjoy so many cheers, why didn't he? Just because he was Chinese? He thought that his identity as a Chinese person would be looked down upon by others, but he did not expect it to be so cold. However, this was a live broadcast, and he was facing countless audiences. Yang Chen could only force a smile.
Yang Chen only wanted to vent when he entered the arena. It was absolutely very fast for foreigners to like people. As long as Yang Chen violently solved the opponent, then these foreigners would not be sighing, but definitely cheering and instantly turning into fans. Yang Chen believed that when he entered the next time, it would definitely not be sighing, but cheering.
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"You're not cheering for my Brother Yang after defeating this group of foreigners. Brother Yang, beat up your opponent later and let these foreigners see how powerful we Chinese are.”
"These foreigners, f * ck. If the organizers were in China, the cheers would definitely flip the roof over.”
"Stop dreaming. How can Superstar Media hold such a violent competition? Didn't you see that they don't even allow it to be broadcast live on television? They only allow people to watch it online.”
"No matter what, even if the foreigners don't cheer for Brother Yang, we Chinese people have to cheer too.”
"Brother Yang, you can do it."
"Brother Yang, you can do it."
In an instant, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of unified bullet screens appeared in the live broadcast room. In the future, people who watched the replay would see this scene. It was estimated that Yang Chen would be secretly happy when he saw it. China was extremely united with the outside world. Whether these people were just joining in the fun, Yang Chen's fans, or even those who did not believe in Yang Chen, they all stood on the same front. If they lost, they would not lose. If the foreigners did not cheer, they would cheer.
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