Rebirth of the National Male God

At this moment, Mark and Yolanda were no longer in a hurry to leave, but instead took the information given by Yuen and looked it over carefully.

The more the two looked at each other, the more they realized that Si Huang was really a treasure. Even though she had only debuted for a year, she could already foresee her future achievements—if nothing unexpected happened, she might be comparable to Arthur—at least in country Z. Side sure can.

"Mark, I think he is very suitable for that..." Yolanda put down the materials, and whispered in Mark's ear in a low voice.

Mark listened for a while, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Sihuang's whole body again. When he saw her face and figure, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes but quickly disappeared.

The two were discussing something secretly, and the small voice was difficult for others to hear.

It's just that Sihuang's five senses have long surpassed that of ordinary people, and he still heard some key words from the small and quiet conversation between the two of them.

For example, 'mysterious kingdom', 'elf', 'siren', 'newcomer' and so on.

After hearing clearly that the name "Mysterious Kingdom" appeared several times, the corners of Si Huang's mouth became more interesting.

She still remembered hearing this name from Si Hua a few days ago, and if she guessed correctly, the other party's purpose was also here.

"Ahem." Mark cleared his throat and raised his head, apparently the secret conversation with Yolanda was over.

"You do have excellent acting skills. We can forgive you for being late." Mark said, "But if you want to get the role, you have to pass a test."

"Please tell me." Si Huang responded concisely.

"Follow me." Mark led the way.

The place Mark took them to was a training room, and there were many men and women in it, wearing close-fitting training clothes or dance clothes.

"North," Mark called his name as soon as he came here, "come out."

A tall western man stepped out, he looked almost 1.9 meters tall, wearing a white vest and casual trousers, showing his strong muscles.

He has a sunny face, and the high browbones make his eyes look deep. When he stepped out of the crowd, he asked Mark, "What do you want from me?"

"Compete with him." Mark pointed at Sihuang, "Don't let the water go."

Ruo Si noticed Si Huang and shouted in surprise: "He's still a child!"

"Seventeen years old, not too young!" Mark reminded him.

But Yolanda said, "Be careful, don't break people."

Ruos rolled his eyes, probably guessing their plan, "I see."

Sihuang and the others could hear the conversation of several people clearly. She also looked up at the big guy Ruos, and then asked Mark: "Is the final test to defeat him?"

"Ah? Hahaha!" Mark seemed to have heard some joke. He laughed several times before continuing, "No, no, no, you just need to hold on for a minute."

"Pfft!" Simon, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help laughing.

His laughter attracted the attention of Mark and the others, but he took a look and then looked away. A thought flashed in Yolanda's heart: Why does this young man look familiar? Where do you seem to have seen it?

Before she could think clearly, she was interrupted by Si Huang's voice, "I see."

Everyone knew that she had accepted the test and gave up the venue to them, standing or sitting in a circle to watch the play.

"Little boy, do it first." The expression on North's face was not satisfied, but his tone revealed his absolute confidence, "This is Mark's request, I can't let you down."

"Be careful." Si Huang smiled, "I have great strength."

"Hahaha." North seemed to have heard a joke, and deliberately showed off his muscles, and glanced at Sihuang's whole body, his eyes seemed to say silently: With your small body, what strength can you have? Do you know what it means to be strong?

Simon felt it was even more funny. He had personally experienced Sihuang's skills, and believed that after more than half a year, Sihuang's skills must be better than before.

He knew that following Sihuang's side would definitely see a good show.

The two stood opposite each other with a distance of about three meters, and started with Mark's sound.

"boom--"

A figure fell out.

The audience was silent for an instant.

Mark hadn't had time to take back the initial mouth movement after yelling, and a large group of Fox Films employees froze with smiles on their faces.

Watching Sihuang standing where North was standing before, where did North go?

On the ground two meters away, he was half kneeling on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands, and was vomiting bitter water in embarrassment.

"..." Where's the agreed-upon abuse of the East Asian boy?

Si Huang asked: "Are you still coming?"

North, who was two meters away, shuddered. He was not a fool. Just by Si Huang's words, he knew that this innocent-looking kid was just a little monster!

When North refused, Sihuang turned to Mark and Yolanda.

These two haven't recovered yet.

"Hahahaha, I'll come!" Laughter sounded, and it was Simon who was talking, and he said eagerly as he walked, "I haven't seen you for half a year. I want to see how much better you are than before? You beat people like that. They don't understand your skills at all."

Si Huang shrugged and did not refuse Simon.

Simon was ruthless as soon as he came up, without even saying hello, he suddenly clenched his fists and rushed towards a dead corner of Sihuang.

Si Huang dodged sharply, and even gave Simon a sideways look. This kid also learned badly. After losing to him head-on, he learned to play tricks.

Simon didn't seem to see her contempt, he had a friendly smile on his face, but he couldn't show mercy in his hands and feet.

At the beginning, he still punched normally, but as he got to the end, he became more tricky, and he had the spicy taste of muay thai. The onlookers felt that it was extremely dangerous, but Si Huang who faced him was very calm, no matter how he received the move or his expression was very calm.

This is all due to Qin Fan's training. Every time he fights with others, Si Huang will compare others with Qin Fan, and then finds that either his speed is not as fast as Qin Fan's, or his moves are not as sharp as Qin Fan's. It seemed that he didn't face the oppressive force of Qin Fan, and then he felt quite relaxed.

bang bang bang—

Si Huang thought it was nothing but a fist fight, but if it fell into the eyes of a group of trainees who were not real boxers, it would be too cool to be handsome.

Mark and Yolanda looked at each other, the former was a little embarrassed, and the latter was not much better.

This Asian boy, as she said, has the capital and strength of arrogance.

With a sound of "snap!", Simon raised his hands to block Si Huang's whip kick, stepped back two steps in a row, his hands were numb from the shock, and he quickly shouted: "No more beatings! No more beatings! You This little monster!"