Chapter 1884 We Xiao Xi is No. 1 in the World

  Many people couldn't help but laugh repeatedly.

   "Look, that Eastern shorty only reached Thomas' neck!"

   "Look at her skinny, one arm of Thomas is thicker than her waist!"

"Hahaha, Asians are thin, but Thomas, God's muscles are really enviable! Look at those sturdy arms and thighs, they are like trains! I guess he doesn't need to punch, so Xia Xi will use all his strength. It's just tickling him!"

   "I think so, that little fist will also be used as a show! Fighting? Haha, let's forget it!"

  People chuckle softly, they are not optimistic about Xia Xi, not that they look down on it, but the hardware gap is too big!

  Xia Xi is like a skinny child in front of Thomas. Have you ever seen a child who can beat an adult?

  Usually an adult can knock a child down with one hand, so in this competition, no matter how you look at it, there is a huge disparity in strength. Xia Xi will lose! !

   "No, where did you get the King of Fighters Thomas?"

   "Compared with me Xidian? Is there any mistake? Is it too bullying?"

  Wang Feng and several Chinese reporters huddled together, filled with outrage.

  "Is this the way foreigners treat guests? We should use this method to embarrass us!"

   "That's how it compares, it's a huge disparity in strength, even if it is a boxing match, it is divided into heavyweights, OK?"

   "Yeah, how we Xidian and Thomas are not heavyweights, okay, this is simply a foul, a bully!!"

The more everyone talked, the more angry they became. Wang Feng couldn't help it anymore. Standing up, although he doesn't speak English very much, he couldn't stand the translation here. After all, Xia Xi is a Chinese, and she was afraid that she would not be able to communicate. Although it was useless, But no one left.

Therefore, Wang Feng filled in with outrage: "We protested. This is not fair. Even the boxing match is divided into heavyweights. Obviously, the difference between Xidian and Thomas is too great. As far as I know, Mr. Thomas should be For a 90 kg class player, my Xidian’s weight is only 55 kg!! This gap is too big!!"

  When the translator translated Wang Feng's words word by word, the reporters couldn't help exclaiming, and then they got even more excited!

   "My God, only 122 pounds!! Thomas seems to be a 200-pound player!!"

   "Haha, it's really delicious! Look at this small weight, my girlfriend is heavier than her!"

   "Maybe your girlfriend can punch her out!"

  People laughed into a group, and the host was obviously a little embarrassed. Wang Feng was right. The weight difference is really too big. 55kg is a lightweight competition, and 90kg is a heavyweight competition! !

  But this is the request given above, and she can't seem to refuse it.

  Look at Thomas again, the big guy looked at Xia Xi provocatively, and even hooked his mouth subconsciously.

  Ran Xia Xi has always been indifferent and calm, neither humble nor overbearing, neither shrinking nor provocative.

  The host was in a dilemma, and in the end he could only look at Xia Xi’s agent, Zhan Yu sitting in the first row of the stage.

  "Hello, do you think your artist can participate in this competition?"

  In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Zhan Yu.

  I guess you won’t agree, right?

  If you crippled your own cash cow, wouldn’t it be over? ?

  While whispering, Zhan Yu stood up calmly, loosened his neckline, and chuckled arrogantly and disdainfully: "Heh, why not? We hit the world champion, Xiao Xi is the number one in the world."

  (End of this chapter)