Chapter 349 The Golem Sect Master admires me! (4000)

Chapter 349 The Golem Sect Master admires me! (4000)

September 26th, the weather was sunny and cloudless.

The four-year Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament officially begins.

On this day, Mia City was filled with welcome banners, and citizens were also discussing this martial arts exchange competition enthusiastically. Although they don't know the specific situation, they also understand that this event is quite grand. Mia City is a proud venue for this event.

Police officers wearing blue and black police uniforms can be seen on the city streets, either patrolling the avenues or leaning next to police cars to maintain order at fixed locations. These are all actions taken by the Mia City Government in cooperation with the Evil Eye Fist.

As a local snake, Xieyan Fist has strong and broad connections.

Even the gangs have to give face, and several leaders promised not to cause trouble during the martial arts exchange competition. It can be said that Evil Eye Fist is full of details this time and the layout is very thoughtful.

In the urban area of ​​Mia City, the area around the Heilong Building was cordoned off, leaving only one avenue exposed.

The road was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and a young girl wearing an Evil Eye Fist uniform stood on both sides to greet them. The students selected are all disciples with good looks and outstanding temperament. Its function is nothing more than to make participating schools in each county feel the enthusiasm of Evil Eye Fist.

It’s actually no different from the nature of a cheerleading team.

"Interesting, this scene is almost comparable to the last Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament held by Xinghuan Fist. Evil Eye Fist is determined to make a name for itself this time, and it must have spent a lot of money."

"It's quite lively, it has the atmosphere of a formal competition..."

“I don’t know if I can get a good ranking this time.”

There were whispers among the crowd, and groups of secret martial arts sects from all over the world were walking towards the Black Eye Building under the leadership of the elders of their respective sects. They were all uniformly dressed in fighting uniforms that represented the characteristics of their respective schools, giving them a sense of momentum.

Nearby, a balcony of a high-rise building surrounded by police cordon.

The middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a high-ranking police officer looked over there, admiring the appearance of the Evil Eye Fist.

"Evil Eye Fist is really willing to transform his own Black Eye Building in the city center into a fighting arena. Even if it can be modified after the exchange competition is over, it will cause a lot of losses. I'm afraid the decoration cost alone will be huge. One million federal coins…”

"Not to mention the entire Golden Leaf Guild Hall has been booked, the banner propaganda has spread to the entire Mia City, and the city's main roads have been cleaned, renovated and repaired. This must be at least tens of millions of federal dollars..."

The man shook his head, sighing at the wealth of Xie Eye Fist's funds, but in his heart he was even more impressed by the strength of Xie Eye Fist's connections. As the deputy director of the Mia City Police Department, he naturally understands the intricate ways in which Evil Eye Fist, as a local snake, has expanded its power.

The power can even influence the city government, allowing the city police department to successfully hold the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament in cooperation with Evil Eye Fist.

After half a century of development, Evil Eye Fist has already become a behemoth in Windsor County. I really don't know what kind of power can defy the will of the Evil Eye Fist in Windsor County.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs behind him.

A police officer ran up quickly.

"Director Marco, the special operations team of the police department was suddenly dispatched and has begun to take over our police officers stationed around the cordon." He was obviously running all the way, breathing heavily.

"Special Operations Group? That's not specifically dealing with..." The middle-aged man paused and said to himself, "Who ordered the Special Operations Group to come here? In theory, the entire police station only has..."

"it's me."

A voice came from behind the panting young police officer.

It's a deep, rich baritone.

A tall man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over. He was wearing a fancier uniform than Mark.

"Director Ruben!" The young police officer turned his head and shouted immediately.

The person in front of me is the director of the Mia City Police Department.

Deputy Director Marco's boss.

"Marco, I will take over a series of affairs here, and the special operations team will cooperate appropriately. From now on, you two will follow me." Director Ruben glanced over with sharp eyes.

"Then... where's the Evil Eye Fist?"

Marco felt something was wrong. The sudden changes and the appearance of the special operations team seemed to indicate something.

"Evil Eye Fist?" Director Ruben smiled: "You don't need to worry about them, we just have to do our own thing. Starting from this morning, and then until the end of the exchange competition. The Black Eye Building of Evil Eye Fist doesn't care. If anything happens, you all stay close to the cordon and don't worry about it."

"Then..." Marco seemed to want to say something else.

Ruben raised his hand and interrupted him: "What we have to do is to appear at the right place at the right time to wash the floor..."

"Understand?"

Marco looked at Director Ruben's serious and majestic gaze, nodded silently, and replied: "I understand..."

These were just some episodes on the day when the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament was held. More undercurrents had gathered from all directions. It's like weaving an invisible web, just waiting for the moths to fly around and catch all the prey at once.

The first day of the event, Heitong Building, lobby.

The first, second and third floors have been extensively remodeled. The floor is directly penetrated to form a continuous ring design.

Even on the second and third floors, you can still overlook the arena scene in the center of the hall on the first floor, and it may even be a little clearer.

On the first floor of the entire building, there are four circular arenas, which are similar to boxing arenas, but different. The diameter of the ring specially made by Evil Eye Fist for the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition is larger and the material is harder. The surface is covered with a layer of special rubber, and underneath the rubber is hard concrete, with steel underneath the concrete.

The protective net around the ring is also very particular. It is made of steel wire alloy, with iron pillars as thick as ordinary people's thighs used as stakes.

Because this is not a normal competition, but an event in the secret martial arts world! Compared to the average person, the average boxer. Any contestant here can be called a monster, and even boxing masters who exceed the limits of the human body are not uncommon.

As soon as the blood is accelerated, the speed of strength increases sharply, coupled with the explosive special secret technique. It is not impossible to split concrete with one kick and punch a crooked iron pillar with one punch. But it's quite possible.

It can be said that the sturdiness and protection level of these four rings are more than ten times that of normal boxing rings. Even so, after fighting all day, I'm afraid the arena will have to be repaired overnight.

In addition to the arena, the surrounding circle is filled with seats for various schools to watch the battle. The layout of the seats this time is similar to the layout of yesterday's opening ceremony, which is similar to the seating style of a coffee shop.

There are yellow wooden boards around it as a shield, creating a semi-secret space. Basically, a genre exists in a space. The seats in the space are U-shaped, like a relaxing sofa area for conferring with guests. In the middle of the U-shape is a table where fruit snacks and tea can be placed.

The wooden baffle is not too high, and when you sit down, you can see the other disciples from above their shoulders. The distance from the arena is just right, about five to fifteen meters.

There is a big difference between the eyesight of a secret warrior and watching a battle from close range.

Aisles are also left between each area to facilitate service personnel to pass through. It can be said that Xieyan Fist is really thoughtful.

Arena No. 1, where Yun Dog Fist is stationed, is very quiet.

The game hadn't officially started yet. When I glanced over, I saw densely packed heads of people all around. Most of them are disciples and core disciples of various sects, so most of them have young faces.

Most of them are participating in martial arts exchange competitions for the first time. Young people are impatient and can't hold back. So there were a lot of chatter and discussions, and the entire first floor was as lively as a vegetable market.

Only this side is Cloud Dog Fist.

The dozen or so disciples remained silent, even the instructors were somewhat taciturn. In the middle, a black-haired young man was smoking a cigarette, puffing away smoke, with an expressionless face. He was in a bad mood, or it could be said to be very bad. So much so that the powerful aura on his body was released, affecting the surroundings.

"Simone, what's wrong with you? I came back from the club this morning in a bad mood. The martial arts exchange competition is about to start. Adjust your mentality. And take back your breath, I scared you. My junior brothers and sisters..."

An old man with gray hair came from where the elders of various sects were sitting on the second floor. Apparently he noticed the unusual atmosphere at the Cloud Dog Fist station, and it seemed that something was wrong with Simeone.

"I know, Uncle Faith..."

Simone took a deep breath of smoke, then crushed the still burning cigarette bit by bit into the metal ashtray.

"You should pay attention to yourself..."

The old man opened his mouth, wanting to drag Simone out to have a heart-to-heart talk. But the martial arts exchange is about to start, and now is not the time. Simeone's mood was unstable, probably because he couldn't break through the fighter incident, and he didn't know what stimulated him in the morning. I'll ask again when I go to dinner tonight.

He turned around and left, returning to the second floor where he was watching the game.

In place, Simone's eyelids were drooped, with a gloomy look in his pupils. If you want to successfully break through to the realm of a fighter with the help of the Golem Sect, the price you have to pay is indeed not easy. Shota, who had the strength of a fighter, came to him in the morning and explained part of the plan and the role he should play. A person who openly betrayed his master in public. Simone didn't care much about his reputation, but he didn't want his betrayal of his master to be shown in such a violent way. He would rather treat it as coldly as if he disappeared.

Even though Yamos promised that Simone could get Kaxiu's life vibration energy reward again, he was not very willing.

But, again, the situation forced it.

Simeone has to do it even if he doesn’t want to do it.

At that time, he even thought that it would be better if he joined the original sect organization. However, Yamos seemed to have seen through Simeone's thoughts and directly pointed out the so-called methodological flaws of the organization. Simeone talked with the beholder, and the way the Gate organization helped him was to obtain a fragment of the Gate, and then let Simeone try to break through. After breaking through, the fighter instantly performs a door-opening ceremony, opening the door to the body, and collapses after coming out.

According to Yamos, this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

You can indeed endure physical collapse like this, but the fact of scoliosis will not change, and the pain caused by every explosive battle will still exist. The harder you fight with all your strength, the faster your body will collapse, and you'll end up making the same mistakes again. Unless the ceremony of opening the door to the body continues.

However, the correct time for the door fragment is not fixed, sometimes it is longer and sometimes it is shorter. What if the time interval is too long? Then you'll just have to wait for your body to collapse again. The so-called solution by the sect organization is just to strengthen your body and then carry it on. As time goes by, sooner or later there will come a day when I can no longer hold on.

Even side effects such as back pain and inability to use full strength frequently still exist. The method of Golem Gate is completely different. They solve it from the root and perform surgery. A bloody operation to straighten the spine bit by bit.

The surgeon is Ka Xiu, and the assistants are a large group of top doctors. A few hours if you're lucky, a few days if you're not lucky. Once or twice if you are lucky, hundreds of times if you are unlucky. However, you don't need to worry about whether you will die. As long as you have half a breath, Ka Xiu can save you. Full anesthesia and no post-operative recovery period. When you wake up, you will see a healthy body.

Simone believed it and accepted the order. But that doesn't mean he's willing, or that he won't be angry.

"I should have thought earlier that when we first met in Saka Park, this stinky Shota was not a good person at first glance!"

"The sect master agreed to this plan, and I'm afraid he was also bewitched by him. Otherwise, with the sect master's appreciation for me, he wouldn't have allowed me to do such embarrassing and embarrassing things and damage my reputation!" Simeone thought in his mind. The picture shows Ka Xiu stretching out his hand to him under the moonlight, inviting him to become his subordinate.

He is generous and straightforward, and the owner will definitely appreciate him!

As soon as his thoughts changed, he remembered the ugly face of Yamos who was wearing glasses this morning. Who can see if the glasses are reflecting and blocking the view? Do you want to cover up those two cunning eyes?

If it weren't for the huge gap in strength between him and Yamos, Simeone would have turned against him long ago. Not to mention a fight, at least a few words of criticism.

Jingle bells, jingle bells…

The crisp sound of the electric bell echoed in the hall on the first floor.

Suddenly, the noisy venue became quiet.

Obviously, the time has come to nine o'clock and it's time to start.

Four referees appeared on the four stages. He looked around and took out a list of events in his hands.

On the side of Arena No. 1, the referee with a goatee said in a loud voice: "The Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament has officially begun. Arena No. 1, the first match will be between Yun Dog Boxing and Xianyue Boxing Hall."

"The format is a wheel-to-wheel battle until one side falls."

"The contestants have one minute to prepare. We will gather in the ring in one minute." The goatee referee stood at the corner of the ring again.

"It's finally begun! The first one is me." Among the Yunquan disciples, a young man with a somewhat immature face looked excited. He took a deep breath and was about to stand up.

A strong hand suddenly pushed him back.

"Otto, your senior brother, I am in a bad mood today and need to vent. Leave everyone at Xianyue Boxing Gym to me..."

The young man looked up and saw only Simone's profile, which was deep and inexplicably ferocious. He pulled off his coat, revealing the pure white fighting uniform underneath. Step by step, he walked towards the direction of Arena No. 1, leaving only a silhouette behind.

I have troubles at home today, I am in a bad state, I am tired...