Unlike America on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, who was worried about how to save face, people in Huaxia were more concerned about the Super Challenge Tournament in Peach Blossom Valley on Sunday.
When people heard that Lin Dong would attend the tournament, they were ecstatic.
He didn't need to do anything.
As long as he was willing to come out and make a splash.
Because there were too many people, it was easy to cause a group incident.
In the end, the bosses of Dong Mountain listened to the opinions of all parties and announced that the Super Challenge Tournament would be held in the Peach Blossom Stadium.
Although the Peach Blossom Stadium couldn't compare to the super huge stadiums such as horse racing and holographic virtual arena, it was usually used for all kinds of football matches. It could also accommodate 100,000 people. The various functions inside were very advanced. A mere Challenge Tournament was nothing to it. Although there was a football match on Sunday, it was moved to the downtown stadium of Dong Mountain due to the conflict. Besides, not many people would go to watch football that day.
Because the venue was big enough and the preparation was sufficient, the biggest beneficiaries were the media reporters from all over the world.
They finally had enough space to display their skills.
In these two days.
Those martial arts legends and gold-medal commentators were very popular.
Not only were they invited to appear on camera early to predict and comment on the rules of the Challenge Tournament, but they also played the pictures they had taken before over and over again to warm up the audience. Before Sunday, the whole Dong Mountain was in a frenzy of Kung Fu fever.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today I'm standing in the arena of the Peach Blossom Stadium. From here, you can see the big arena arranged by the officials. Don't you think it's exaggerated? It's 30 meters in diameter and up to two meters thick! Standing on this arena, my personal feeling is that even if a group of elephants were fighting on it, it wouldn't shake the arena at all! You must think that this is the biggest arena. Wrong, this is just a medium-sized arena. It is said that there is a large arena on Dong Mountain, designed by Mr. Wood himself. It's more than 50 meters in diameter. That kind of arena can't even accommodate 100,000 people in the huge stadium! " Steve, a reporter from the British BBC, stood on the arena and jumped up and down, introducing the arena for tonight's match to the TV audience.
"Look at that guy who hasn't seen the world. He calls himself a gentleman. Doesn't he know that a real gentleman should stand on the ground? Alright, let us turn our attention to this colossus. This is the arena that our contestants will be using for today's campaign! It's 30 meters long and 20 meters thick, and it's made of cage-shaped steel bars and high-standard concrete. Not to mention humans, even the Sherman tanks from World War II with 76mm cannons can't cause any damage to it! "Below the ring, Jeff, the ABC reporter from America, was also talking non-stop.
However, neither BBC nor ABC were the main characters today.
He signed a really big contract.
NBC got the first broadcast rights for tonight's game.
Although it wasn't a foreign exclusive broadcast, NBC used the fastest speed and the most unique vision to "rob" the first broadcast rights before the media could react. For the past few days, the foreign media had been using the word "robbery" to describe their operation. Even though they had fought for the broadcasting rights, they were still not the first one. Some exclusive information, such as the personal information of the female soldiers, that was only known to the officials and fans were particularly eager to know. Only NBC reporters could obtain the broadcasting rights immediately. This meant that before anyone heard the gunshots, they were already ahead in the information war.
What upset the foreign media the most was that NBC's reporters also had the right to interview the female soldiers before they entered the arena.
Except for the locals of Dong Mountain and the boss of Dynasty Television.
No one else had this right. They were the only ones abroad.
"I'm Kent, an old friend of yours. Standing next to me is Brix, another loyal friend of yours. We're very honored to be officially invited by Dong Mountain to come to the players' lounge for an interview! Who do you think we'll see inside? " For the first broadcast rights, NBC had spent hundreds of millions of dollars just for this opportunity.
They sent two of their most famous gold medal show hosts to Dong Mountain.
Both Kent and Brix.
Both were extremely famous.
But that wasn't enough. They also pulled in a truly trustworthy guest, Griffon!
In America, Griffon's face wasn't as familiar as Kent's and Brix's, but he was definitely no less famous than them. Most importantly, Griffon Griffin's appearance would make the audience feel more professional! After all, this was an unprecedented fight. Not just anyone could successfully commentate on this kind of arena match. Without Griffon's cooperation, it was very likely that there would be unprofessional jokes in the commentary! This wasn't a talk show, where nonsense could please the audience for a while, but the aftermath would be fatal!
"We'll follow the camera all the way. I hope our arrival won't affect the contestants in the slightest!" As he walked, Brix said that they were here for the interview and the audience, otherwise they would never want to disturb the contestants' rest.
"Wow, we ran into an acquaintance! Dear Mr. Jonathan, do you still remember me? I'm your old fan, Kent! Wow, I'm so excited to see Jonathan. Can you give me an autograph? " Kent looked very excited. Of course, it could be acting, but Kent, who was full of drama, made it impossible to see any flaws.
"Mr. Kent, and Brix, I like your show too." Jonathan smiled faintly, gave them a hug, and excused himself.
Kent desperately showed off in front of the camera.
Brix cooperated with him.
At a speed faster than a machine gun, all kinds of information about Jonathan was broadcasted to the audience.
On the TV side, all kinds of subtitles and data were immediately added. Although these data were not real, they could only be released with Jonathan's permission. Not only that, but there were also videos of Jonathan's practice and clips of him fighting with his companions. In order to obtain these, NBC spent a lot of money on the Teutonic Knights.
Through the near-monopoly of interviews in the early stage, their investment was completely worth it.
Not to mention competitive opponents.
Even they felt dizzy when they saw the ratings themselves.
This wasn't the Super Bowl, but the ratings were catching up even before the game officially started.
"Isn't that Mr. Barton in front? Can you say a few words to us? Please, tell our audience what you think about it! Mr. Barton, are you going to play tonight? "Kent quickly grabbed another person. This time, it was Barton, known as the Hercules.
"I'm not going to play. It's a fight between martial artists, different from us." Barton shook his head vigorously.
"If you were to play, would you be able to beat them?" Brix tried to provoke him.
"My God!" Barton covered his forehead and made an exaggerated expression. "Brix, can we talk properly? Here, people who are not modest will be taught a terrible lesson. Are you trying to make a fool of me? If people still maintain the view that Chinese martial arts are just for show and have no practical value, then why do we, the gene injectors who are called super soldiers, still stay here? I admit that my body and combat ability have increased a lot after the gene injection, but that doesn't mean I'm really standing among the top! "
"Mr. Barton, you're not joking with us? I can't imagine anyone else who can knock down you, who's stronger than an elephant! "Brix had actually communicated before and wouldn't ask randomly, but the audience needed such questions.
"Hahaha! Thank you! Brix, if it were just the two of us, I might not need to be modest, but this is Dong Mountain. There are so many strong people here, and sometimes I'm really afraid that if I speak a little louder, I'll provoke someone I shouldn't provoke! Don't joke, the people here are very friendly, whether they're strong or ordinary people, they're all very kind. I like it here! Anyway, who else do you think can knock me down? Who can knock down Barton, who's as strong as an elephant? Haha, Mr. Griffin next to you can do it! "Barton pointed to Griffon, who was leading the way.
"What? Really? "Kent and Brix pretended to be shocked and looked at Griffon.
"My numbers are higher than his in the test, but do you really think it's that easy to knock down an elephant?" Griffon quickly waved his hands to indicate that there was no such thing.
"Compared to the younger generation like Griffin and Jonathan, I'm a little old. My potential is almost exhausted, while they, whether it's their bodies or their potential, are at their peak! You guys keep going, the real strong people are still ahead! I have to train too! "Barton patted Griffin on the shoulder, shook hands with Kent and the others, and left with the excuse of training.
They met many people on the way.
They interviewed them one by one.
Even the Eastern European Confederation's slightly introverted trumpeter, Sergei Aliev, was stopped by for a round of questioning.
Before arriving at the female soldiers' lounge, Kent felt that the time was ripe, so he asked a question, "Griffin, if you're not angry, can you tell us who among the many genetic soldiers can beat you? Why is it that when I asked everyone, they all said that you're the strongest? "
Griffon laughed. "That's because you didn't ask the right people. If you asked Jonathan and Remiga, the answer would definitely be different!"
Kent wanted this comparison. "Griffin, are you trying to say that apart from Jonathan and Remiga, you're the strongest?"
Griffon replied seriously, "I hope so too, but someone disagrees!"
"Who?" Brix asked curiously.
"A lot of people, like the owners of this room and the next room." Griffon was paid to do things, so he naturally cooperated. It was the truth anyway, so it wasn't embarrassing to say it.
"Could it be T-X and her companions? Is it my favorite Xiao Yuanlian? " The T-X that Brix mentioned was Huang Niu. Although Xiao Yuanlian and Hai Dongqing were recognized as strong, many people abroad still thought that Huang Niu, as T-X, was the strongest.
"No, the owner of this room is the scariest woman apart from T-X and Xiao Yuanlian!" Griffon shook his head.
"What's her name?" Brix's curiosity was killing the cat.
"I won't say her name …" Griffon kept him in suspense.
"That scary? If we knock on the door for an interview, she won't rush out in anger and kill us, right? "Kent put on an expression that said" I'm going to sacrifice myself for the audience "and carefully knocked on the door.
"Please, don't let a 300-kilogram Siberian tiger pounce out!" Brix prayed cooperatively.
"Am I that scary?" The door opened, and an enchanting woman with a flowery smile — no, a vixen!
Griffon made an expression that looked like he was about to shrink back in fear.
Kent and Brix laughed loudly.
Although it was expensive to hire Griffon, with this kind of cooperation, it was enough to break even.
After laughing, Kent deliberately sized up Fox behind the door. "Griffin, are you sure you want to be afraid of a weak woman whose waist is thinner than Mr. Barton's arm?"
"Weak woman?" Griffon rolled his eyes. "Kent, if I could, I'd rather face a 300-kilogram Siberian tiger!"
"Are you sure?" Brix expressed his disbelief.
"If I wanted to, I could twist the Siberian tiger's head off with my bare hands!" Griffon stretched out a large hand and flashed it in front of the camera.
"What about her?" Kent glanced at Fox, who was smiling and quietly watching everyone's happy conversation.
"Uh, if she wanted to, she could also twist my head off with her bare hands!" Griffon answered helplessly.
"Impossible!" Kent and Brix couldn't believe it at all. Even though they had already obtained a lot of information, they still couldn't believe that the seemingly delicate Fox had such powerful combat strength.
"You'll have a chance to witness my combat strength tonight." Fox was still smiling, looking harmless.
"Who are you going to fight?" Griffon was stunned. He actually didn't know this before.
"It's a secret!" Fox smiled and closed the door.
Griffon had a bad feeling about this.
Fox and Enoko Kazama had returned.
They seemed to be up to no good. These two women who aspired to become empresses, were they trying to show off in front of the world? Trying to use this opportunity to establish their dominance? Who would be the sacrificial lamb for them to establish their dominance? The more Griffon thought about it, the more dangerous it felt! Especially Fox's mysterious smile at the end, it made him feel a chill down his spine!
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