Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 660: Champion

The finals of the martial arts exchange competition reached unprecedented popularity, with the venue bursting with spectators and online viewers steadily increasing.

The organizers couldn’t stop smiling, and most of the defeated contestants showed expressions of pride when they saw the scene.

People like John Mike are ultimately in the minority; most people love martial arts and hope that martial arts can be seen by more people.

Every international exchange allows them to learn martial arts from other countries.

The collision, exchange, and fusion of cultures eventually form a new style of the new era.

On the basis of preserving tradition, continuous innovation takes place. Perhaps in a century, their current innovations will become classics and history, laying a foundation for future generations to continue innovating.

This is the inheritance and evolution of culture.

Only two people remained on the arena.

One was tall, and even wearing long sleeves and long pants, his powerful explosive strength underneath his muscles was evident.

The other was just over a meter tall, only five or six years old, with baby fat on her face, large black eyes, shining with determination.

As the competition reached the end, no one was doubting this little girl’s abilities anymore. On the contrary, the majority believed she would win the championship.

Even those who believed she would win kept coming to watch the match, and the cheers for her opponent kept increasing.

A thrilling match needs evenly matched opponents. A famous contestant also needs a strong competitor.

Without a powerful opponent, no one would realize the excellence of the final victor. Increasingly accepting audiences willingly offered the same enthusiastic applause to the losers.

The runner-up can also be remembered.

[Ah ah ah Miaomiao, my darling girl, mom is here]

[Go go go]

[Miaomiao will win]

[You guys are too exaggerated, the comments are so dense that I can’t even see the girl’s face]

[You can block the comments]

[Miaomiao’s opponent looks quite handsome]

[This person looks very familiar]

[Isn’t he the one Miaomiao challenged on the first day? But he didn’t accept Miaomiao’s challenge]

[After all the twists and turns, he still has to fight with Miaomiao, his emotions must be complicated]

In the arena, Tuanzi wielded a wooden sword, proudly tilting her little chin, "See, I challenged you before and you didn’t accept, now you still have to fight with Miaomiao."

The curly-haired, black-eyed man blinked bewilderedly.

"Can’t understand." He replied in his native language.

The system translated for Tuanzi.

Tuanzi, who wanted to throw out some harsh words, scratched her ears in frustration.

She put the small wooden sword aside, extended a plump paw, and began gesturing. Seeing her opponent still looking confused, she started bouncing on the spot, her expressions getting more exaggerated.

The opponent remained confused.

He evaluated Tuanzi’s performance, "Dancing? I can’t dance, you dance adorably."

The system translated honestly.

Tuanzi picked up the small wooden sword in frustration.

[Miaomiao: It’s time to prioritize learning foreign languages]

Couldn’t even say harsh words in a language the opponent understood, frustrating!

Since pre-match communication was impossible, they could only speak with martial force.

Having reached the finals, the curly-haired, black-eyed man’s skills weren’t lacking.

He studied the traditional martial arts of his country, some of which were similar to Tuanzi’s martial arts. According to the martial arts development of his country, they might have learned from Tuanzi’s country’s martial arts and innovated on that basis to better suit their citizens.

The two engaged in back-and-forth combat, making the audience unable to look away.

Unlike the live audience, online viewers could watch replays of certain moves.

The staff played it back in multi-speed slow motion, making it easier for everyone to see how they engaged and dodged.

[Clashes between experts are truly impressive]

[Didn’t expect this man’s skills to be quite good]

[Miaomiao’s dodging speed is so fast]

[Do you think Miaomiao was giving her all?]

[What’s the point of overthinking it? As long as the match is exciting]

Nearly an hour later, Tuanzi rapidly kicked at her opponent’s weapon, forcing him to retreat step by step, and swiftly delivered a flying kick, knocking her opponent off the arena. She herself leveraged the momentum to fly into the air, looking down at all the spectators.

Everyone had to look up to her, yet none complained.

With the light behind her, the crowd couldn’t see her face, only feeling she was incredibly tall and powerful at this moment, even feeling a compulsion to worship.

[Ah ah ah!]

[Roar roar roar!]

The screen in the live broadcast room was dominated by exclamations.

By the time everyone calmed down, Tuanzi was about to step onto the podium.

The organizers prepared a gold-plated trophy for the first prize winner. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Tuanzi held up the somewhat light trophy, thought for a moment, and decided to place the trophy on her head, taking a photo with everyone.

[Ancient Martial System: Do you think putting the trophy on your head makes you seem taller]

[Miaomiao: Hehe]

Tuanzi was a little smug.

But when she saw the finished photo, she was dumbfounded.

Those contestants were all tall, making Tuanzi look very short even with the trophy atop her head.

Standing in the middle like this, she resembled a small table holding the trophy. Or rather, she could be seen as the trophy herself, a tool for group photos.

"Ah no!"

Tuanzi was extremely frustrated.

Even on the return flight, she remained vexed.

The system could only advise her to pay attention next time.

"Humph, next time Miaomiao wins first, she won’t be a photo tool again!"

Yang Zhi, who placed third, sat nearby, curious, "Will you participate in the next exchange competition too?"

"Of course!"

Tuanzi held her head high, "Miaomiao is now a member of the National Martial Arts Association. If Miaomiao is needed, she will definitely show up."

"The president would be moved to tears hearing that," Yang Zhi joked.

Surveying the area, he didn’t see Duan Xiayou or Zhen Haowei, making him curious, "Where are your senior brother and seventh senior brother?"

"Ah, they don’t like flying, so they decided to take a ship."

Tuanzi guiltily averted her gaze.

Zhen Haowei appeared directly abroad, lacking a domestic household registration, so he couldn’t buy a plane ticket. Naturally, he couldn’t buy a ship ticket either.

But smuggling is easier by ship.

Usually law-abiding, Tuanzi anxiously picked at her fingers, staying silent.

[Ancient Martial System: Don’t worry, even the heavens deemed his smuggling from the cultivation world into ours as legal]

Tuanzi shrank her neck.

[Miaomiao: But oh, seventh senior brother seems to have appeared on camera. Upon returning to the country, how do we get him registered?]

The fifth and sixth senior brothers are still under observation, but will eventually be registered.

However, registering Zhen Haowei, who has already appeared, will be difficult unless a miracle happens.

Tuanzi and the others returned to Jiang City first.

As they pushed open the villa’s door, they heard ’bang bang’ sounds.

Colorful confetti descended from above.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations on winning the championship!"

Tuanzi’s mouth dropped open.

"Wow, you all are here!"

Hidden at home to surprise her were not only the eldest and second brothers along with three senior brothers who stayed at the house, but also several cousins.

Almost everyone who had time showed up.