Chapter 810

"In 2020, representing the Shanghai police team, he won the gold belt honor at the World Fighting Tour."

"In 2021, he won the professional championship of the Shanghai Round-the-City Cycling Race."

"In the same year, he was hired as the instructor for the Shanghai Armed Police Detachment."

"For three consecutive years, he led the Shanghai team into the top five of the entire police district competition."

"......."

Listening to the host's machine-gun-like introduction of honors,

the soldiers below the stage also gave endless applause and cheers.

Especially the Shanghai soldiers, who were passionate and excited, cheering for their instructor.

While speaking,

Lin Yu, wearing an off-white casual sportswear, jumped lightly into the octagon cage.

(Because he was not in the police establishment, he could only wear sportswear.)

"Wow! So handsome."

"Mom! He's even more handsome than on TV."

"Is this the feeling of a heartbeat? I'm in love."

Many family members of the leaders were at the scene to watch the match.

After seeing Lin Yu take the stage,

whether they were young girls or young wives, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

In the four hours of competition since the start,

they had never watched the match so seriously.

"What everyone is seeing is the Yanjing Armed Police Detachment instructor, Lin Yu."

"Uh... he once participated in the Zhejiang TV variety show 'Running Man'."

"Participated in Mango TV's 'Mushroom House'."

"Participated in Mango TV's 'Escape Room'."

"Won the Weibo Night Popularity Ticket King."

"....."

The host's voice grew quieter as he looked at the script, feeling so embarrassed he could barely read it.

We are, after all, senior military broadcasters; what is all this?

Does this honor have anything to do with the police district competition? It's simply shameful to say out loud.

"Hahaha!"

"This introduction really made me laugh."

"I feel like the broadcaster can't even read it anymore."

"Isn't it embarrassing enough? What's the use of being handsome? Can you eat it?"

"I never watch variety shows; I don't know where this wild path came from."

"Is the Yanjing Detachment out of people? If it really doesn't work, we can lend you a few instructors."

"What's the point of competing? The Shanghai instructor Lu Mang is a famous 'hexagonal warrior'; hitting an artist from the entertainment industry, I'm afraid someone might die."

"......."

Song Jianguo frowned slightly when he saw Lu Mang.

This guy's strength seemed to have improved a lot this year; when he was executing a mission in Modu before,

Song Jianguo and Lu Mang were in the same small team.

At that time, Song Jianguo saw with his own eyes Lu Mang bending steel bars with his bare hands; at that time, he was definitely a war-god-level figure in the first tier of the police force.

He didn't expect that his current state hadn't declined; it's truly hard to imagine how self-disciplined this guy must be usually.

"Team Leader Song, that expression of yours..."

"Lin Yu won't get into trouble, will he?"

Liu Shishi asked anxiously when she saw Song Jianguo's nervous expression.

"This Lu Mang is indeed very strong."

"But compared to Instructor Lin,"

"hehe."

Song Jianguo smiled confidently and said no more.

People who are extremely self-disciplined in this world are indeed terrifying,

but if they meet a true genius,

they can only serve as a background board.

"Reiterating the arena rules:"

"Both contestants have only three minutes of combat time."

"If one side falls for ten seconds or voluntarily admits defeat, it is a failure."

"If there is no winner, points will be calculated based on the number of hits."

The broadcaster reiterated the rules again.

Instructor-level combat emphasizes stopping at the point of contact.

They are all brother units; it wouldn't be good if anyone got hurt.

On the rostrum.

"So this is Lin Yu."

Minister Wang Lang was somewhat surprised to see Lin Yu's face.

He is clearly only in his early twenties, yet he can serve as an instructor; Song Jianguo is, after all, too reckless!

When the time comes, he will find an opportunity to talk to the old man of the Song family and let Song Jianguo go out to gain some experience; being trapped in the Imperial City all the time, he is mostly just a frog in a well.

On the field, on the big screen.

The three-minute countdown had already started.

"Sorry, brother."

"This is an octagon cage; I can't go easy on you."

Lu Mang cupped his hands in a salute and said straightforwardly.

If this weren't match point, perhaps Lu Mang could have considered going easy and playing a friendly match.

But in the current situation,

whoever loses will be eliminated.

Plus the expectant gazes of so many comrades below the stage.

Lu Mang had to go all out!

"Instructor Lu, no need to be polite."

"This is also a form of respect for me, right?"

Lin Yu smiled and said easily.

Don't say, this Lu Mang's name sounds quite irritable, but he didn't expect him to be quite polite.

"Take this punch!"

Lu Mang was from a proper Hung Ga background, with wide-open movements.

He rushed toward Lin Yu with a gale.

"Not bad!"

"This footwork speed is first-class."

Lin Yu nodded slightly, expressing approval.

He tapped his feet lightly backward, dodging Lu Mang's powerful strike.

"This?"

"How is this possible?"

Lu Mang looked at his own punch missing, somewhat incredulous.

Just now, he hadn't underestimated Lin Yu; it could be considered a full-strength strike.

It was dodged so easily, and Lin Yu even had time to comment on his fist technique.

This?