Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 399 The final staged in advance

The princes on the stage were also discussing the game with great interest, but unfortunately, except for the emir who liked Yang Tianlong, most of the princes still preferred the oil tycoon Rahil.

In history, Rachel has won three championships.

"Who can enter the finals, we will know after the draw." Amir said confidently.

Before the start of the game, the first lottery ceremony was held, and the prince of Dubai, who was second on the scene, drew lots in person.

The four representative teams are divided into two colors, and the ones with the same color will be the opponents in the semi-finals.

Under the gaze of thousands of people at the scene, and under the live broadcast of the huge LED TV wall, the Prince of Dubai put his hand into the box with a smile on his face.

The audience at the scene stared at him intently.

Slowly, the Prince of Dubai took out the first ball.

The host took a look at the ball, then pointed it at the camera and shouted.

"Yousuf, the red ball."

The Prince of Dubai slowly reached into the box again.

The second ball was brought out again.

"Hussein, the yellow ball."

Hearing the temporary result, Yang Tianlong felt a little depressed. In his opinion, getting Yousuf was the best result, but they avoided it right now.

But then I thought about it, if they met in the final, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to slap Yusuf in the face.

Soon, the third ball came out.

"Rachel, the yellow ball."

Hearing the result, the scene suddenly boiled. In the eyes of many of them, perhaps this meant that the final was staged in advance.

The princes on the stage couldn't help talking, they all knew that the final champion must be from the two teams of Hussein and Rahil, and Yusuf and Nuerman should be the winners. of soy sauce.

The first was the competition between Yusuf and Nuerman's team.

In a huge iron cage with a side length of five meters, two raptors of about the same size were imprisoned.

Seeing the opponent, the two raptors couldn't help screaming and spreading their wings, showing their fearless courage in front of the opponent.

Even before the referee blows the whistle, both Raptors are eager to try.

"Drip..." The referee called out, and then the falconer quickly untied the raptor's foot covers.

The raptors that regained a little freedom in this 5-meter-square cage suddenly became full of wildness, and they roared and rushed towards their opponents.

"Chirp..." The two birds of prey quickly fought together in the air, and in an instant, countless eagle feathers fluttered in the air.

After three rounds of brutal fighting, Yusuf's Falcon finally defeated Nuerman [-]-[-].

Seeing that his brother Nuerman lost, Hussein couldn't help applauding in his heart. Inadvertently, Hussein glanced at Nuerman beside him, and saw his calm face, as if he could accept the result of the game.

It's no wonder, after all, this is also Nuerman's best result.

Then came the duel between Hussein's Raptors and Rahil's Raptors.

It is said that Rahil's falconer is a hereditary falconer, and the raptors in the hands of the falconer look full of energy, not inferior to Yang Tianlong's eagles at all.

"Drip..." The referee sounded the flute, and the game officially started.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, but also expected, Lahier's Raptors actually lost [-]-[-] to Individual Infection.

Lahil in the VIP seat couldn't help but slapped the table angrily. In the past, he could accept defeat, but now he actually lost completely. This situation has never happened in his many years of competition career.

Emil couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to Hussein beside him: "Prince Hussein, it seems that you must be the champion. I heard that Yousuf had been beaten to pieces before the match."

Hussein nodded, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, "Yes, the video of the Beach Falcon match I sent you is the match between Huaxialong and Yusuf."

"Then what is there to watch in this game." Emile smiled.

Not only the emir thought so, but all the princes in the stands, including the audience, also thought that the championship must belong to Hussein and the others.

If nothing else, this is another hanging game.

After a 10-minute break, there will be a match between the three and four to determine the third place.

It was as fierce as the previous match. After three rounds of fighting, Rahil defeated Nuerman, which was more or less saved his face.

Then came the final of the championship, which was also the game that everyone was most looking forward to.

If it is said that even the audience is worried, then Yang Tianlong and Hussein are definitely the least worried people among these people. Their calm expressions all show the people around that this game is one-sided.

Yousuf's falconers were still those old North African men. When these old men saw Yang Tianlong on the field, they couldn't help shivering all over their bodies.

This game is definitely won by himself, Yang Tianlong didn't go to see Yusuf's stupid falcons at all.

With the whistle of the referee, the much-anticipated final finally arrived.

Yang Tianlong's eagles first attacked Yusuf's falcons.

The falcons seemed a little cute, turning a blind eye to the galloping vultures.

This made Yang Tianlong very surprised.

But after thinking about it, this is also in line with the victor's mentality, after all, his fierce eagle has defeated these stupid falcons.

To Yang Tianlong's surprise, when Meng Diao was about to reach Falcon, suddenly Falcon spread its wings and pecked fiercely at Meng Diao.

The strong confront each other, and the brave win when they meet on a narrow road.

For some reason, Yang Tianlong's fierce eagle was pecked all of a sudden and he couldn't find it.

"Chirp..." Meng Diao suffered a loss, and let out a rush of wailing.

Yang Tianlong was taken aback for a moment, he had never expected this to happen.

Hussein in the stands was also taken aback, and his body couldn't help shivering.

"what's going on?"

Emil on the side also noticed that his previously stretched face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Attack." Yang Tianlong ordered Meng Diao again in his mind.

Meng Diao decisively flew towards the Falcon, this time the Falcon was no longer stupid and cute, but took the initiative to meet it.

The eagle's claws were torn together with the falcon's claws.

"Peck it with your mouth." Yang Tianlong ordered again.

The eagle stretched out its sharp beak and pecked at the falcon's.

I don't know what happened, but this seemingly sudden peck actually made Falcon's body tremble a little. After a few seconds, Falcon let out a long and painful howl.

It seems that this Falcon is really stupid, the tactile system is so underdeveloped.

Seeing the falcon flying away, Yang Tianlong couldn't help but relax a little, and Hussein in the stands couldn't help but also heaved a sigh of relief. When no one ever fell asleep, the eagle must have been hunted because of inattention and inattention. Eagle was attacked a bit.

But soon Yang Tianlong and the others became puzzled again.

Originally thought that the falcon had escaped, but the guy circled in the air and flew towards the eagle again.

(End of this chapter)