Chapter 351 A good friend borrows someone’s head (4000)

Chapter 351 A good friend borrows someone’s head (4000)

Card Xiu and Yamos appeared in the Black Eye Building, not as the previous Golem Gate, but as friends carried by wealthy businessmen and officials. There are three types of invitations issued by Evil Eye Fist. The first type is naturally from the major schools in the six eastern counties. The second type is an invitation letter with a designated name on it. The third type is similar to the second type, except that it can Take someone with you.

In fact, it can be seen from here that the second and third types invite ordinary people to watch the game. It's just that these ordinary people have considerable power, status and money in the real world.

This is how Card Xiu and Yamos were stuffed in. The black agency randomly found two officials to cooperate and came in.

The ceilings of the first, second and third floors of the Black Eye Building are all connected, forming a three-story viewing seat similar to a circular patio. The first level is mostly composed of disciples of the sects who want to participate in the competition and their accompanying teachers. The second and third levels are filled with the elders of each sect, as well as high-status businessmen and officials from several nearby counties.

Ugo, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist Sect, is currently on the second floor of the building, chatting with some familiar elders of the sect around him. He was still holding the glass of wine brought by the waiter, taking a sip from time to time.

His face was red, he was smiling, and he looked high-spirited. However, this is true. This Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament of Evil Eye Boxing can be said to be the largest event in the past twenty years. The service is very attentive and the atmosphere is very warm. Whether it's a brand new fighting venue, comfortable accommodation, or attentive and attentive service. These are all the highlights of this exchange competition.

Ugo's hard work and dedication over the past six months have not been in vain.

Judging from the situation in the past two days, the exchange meeting held by Xieyan Fist was very good. Today, when the game officially started, something unexpected happened. Simeone, the thunder dog, won the battle with one against five! The opponent is still one of the Eastern Nine Sects like Xianyue Martial Arts School, and it is not a parallel import. After today, Thunder Dog Simeone's name and battle deeds may be widely circulated again. The exchange meeting can also get feedback from this, making the effect even better.

Of course, all aspects of the conditions and basic elements of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Meeting are important, but what is more important are the stories that happened at the exchange meeting. Just like the martial arts exchange meeting held by Xinghuan Quan sixteen years ago, a younger generation broke through to the realm of martial arts directly during the exchange meeting, and the story was widely circulated.

When everyone thinks of this deed, they will associate it with the magnificent Star Ring Boxing martial arts exchange competition sixteen years ago.

"A good start..."

Ugo walked to the edge of the metal guardrail, looked at the high-spirited Simone, and suddenly smiled and took a sip of wine. He wanted the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament organized by Xieyan Fist to become a hotly discussed topic in the Eastern esoteric martial arts circles for the next ten years or so.

This vision has a long way to go and requires huge gimmicks.

Thunder Dog Simeone completed one versus five, which was good, but not enough. Unless, unless he is able to complete a one-on-five fight against top-notch schools of the same level like Soul Swordsmanship and Star Ring Fist! Or, break through to the realm of a fighter in this exchange competition!

If Simeone can really do it, even if he is from Yunquan, Hugo will spend a lot of manpower, material and resources to promote this matter. Let this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament held by Xieyan Fist be more spectacular and story-telling.

"The former is possible, but the latter may not be possible..."

Ugo shook his head. He had heard some rumors. Simone the Thunder Dog tried to break through to the realm of a fighter a few years ago, but failed and suffered from injuries for a long time. In this case, if Simeone wants to hit the realm of a fighter for the second time, the difficulty he will face will only be greater.

If you want to cross over, I'm afraid it will take several years of polishing.

"It's a pity that it would be the biggest gimmick if a contestant breaks through to the realm of a fighter at the exchange meeting! It would be better to break through during the battle, which would be even more legendary. Of course, the script of the disciple challenging the elder of the school after breaking through is also good…"

Ugo couldn't stop thinking about it, and finally felt that he was a little whimsical, so he smiled and shook his head. He raised his glass and suddenly saw what seemed to be a gaze from upstairs.

Looking over, he saw a blond man wearing a black windbreaker. His facial features are exceptionally handsome, and he has an attractive and unique temperament. At this moment, he was holding a glass of red wine in his velvet-gloved right hand, gesturing this way with a smile.

Ugo also had a professional smile on his face.

Raising the wine glasses in their hands, the two of them touched each other in the air.

The wine in Ugo's glass was almost empty, so he drank it all down with one sip. On the other hand, the blond man on the third floor had a full glass and drank it all in one go.

The two looked at each other and smiled again, and Ugo felt respect for himself from the other's actions. The mood that was already good because the opening ceremony was held smoothly became even more pleasant.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, Elder A Luo of Star Ring Fist is looking for you. There must be something going on." A disciple of Evil Eye Fist came over.

Ugo nodded and gave an apologetic smile to the young man on the third floor. Then he turned around and hurried away.

Black Eye Building, third floor, metal guardrail.

Yamos, who was watching everything, gave Kaxiu a sneer and rolled his eyes: "You are really thick-skinned. You are thinking about other people's heads and greeting them with a smile. Will you still pick it off when the exchange meeting is over? He took Ugo's head off and patted his face with his hand while looking at his unglamorous features. He also said: I'm a good friend and I'm borrowing the head..."

Card Xiu snapped his fingers: "What a great idea! Why didn't I think of it? If you really want to kill people and kill people, you have to be a fool..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Yamos made an unknown sound, as if he disliked Kashu's white and black connotation. No, it can’t be said to be white and black, it should be black and black. It looked dark enough from the outside, but I didn't expect it to be even darker inside. It's black as black as coal!

"Although I was the first to propose the specific plan for the Evil Eye Fist, now I have some sympathy for the Evil Eye Fist..."

On the first day of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, the morning competition is from 9 to 11:30, and the afternoon competition is from 1 to 5 o'clock.

There were two and a half hours in the morning, so there weren’t a lot of games. There are four arenas in total, and the younger generation of disciples are competing and fighting at all times. They wear the characteristic fighting uniforms of their respective schools and perform different fighting techniques and secret martial arts. When they fight, their fists hit each other hard, and their figures are staggered.

Whether from the perspective of viewing or professionalism, it is much better than the so-called Federal Fighting Competition and the Underground Black Boxing League. Since you are going all out, bleeding and injuries are inevitable. Each arena has mottled bloodstains, black footprints when exerting force, and battle dents.

At noon, someone will come and clean it immediately.

It is worth mentioning that Xieyan Fist always has a professional medical team in the Black Eye Building. But in fact, the really useful ones are the doctors brought by their respective schools. They are proficient in acupuncture, bone setting, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, acupuncture and so on.

There are also various precious medicinal patches and pills as supplements.

These are the foundations of a truly powerful genre.

However, those who need the Xie Eye Fist medical team are those small and unpopular schools. But anyway it's better than nothing.

In previous Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competitions, unless the limbs are injured, or the injury is serious. Otherwise, after a day or two of treatment, the injured person can recover.

He returned to the competition with 80% to 90% of his peak strength.

Time flies, and the first day of the martial arts exchange competition has passed. In the whole day's game, the most talkative thing was that Simone, the Thunder Dog, faced the Crescent Moon Martial Arts School and completed the feat of one through five.

Whether it's at lunch or dinner. There are many disciples in the secret martial arts community discussing this topic.

At night, the Golden Leaf Guild Hall and the Star Ring Fist living area.

On the third floor, there is a balcony facing the artificial lake in the distance.

"He has become stronger than two years ago..." The tall young man with a red band on his forehead looked deeply at the artificial lake in the distance that shone like sparkling waves under the moonlight.

"But you have become stronger than two years ago, haven't you? Shaq." The old man beside him with his hands behind his back slowly said: "As a practitioner of secret martial arts, you cannot have no confidence in yourself. In battle It’s enough to exert all your strength..."

The wind rustled the leaves.

"Simone the Thunder Dog..." Young Shaq muttered to himself. Without a real match, he doesn't know what level Simeone's strength is now. But what is certain is that by being able to complete one through five, Simeone must have been greatly improved.

The first three days of the exchange meeting were wheel battles, the middle three days were personal battles, and then there were performances by ordinary disciples. The last day was an entertainment competition between the elders of each school. He wants to defeat Simeone head-on in this personal battle.

One-on-one, see who is stronger? Who is qualified to become the most shining one among the three stars in the East! He was looking forward to it.

On the other side, there is the Golden Leaf Guild Hall and the Soul Sword Dao residential area.

The Dead Soul Sword West was meditating in the secret room as usual.

He was sitting cross-legged, with an unsheathed sharp sword lying across his knees. The moonlight shone in front of me through the window.

The young man was motionless, like a wooden man. His eyes were closed and he couldn't see anything around him. Breathing gradually adjusted to a gentle pace, and the heart beat became steady. Sid suddenly stood up, holding a long sword and walking step by step towards the sword practice pile in the distance.

This is a special prop similar to a wooden stake. As long as it is moved, the blade spikes tied with chains on it will spin and fly out. Constantly attack the surrounding five-meter area.

Hiss, hiss...the sword practice pile rotated at high speed!

The blade of the blade above whipped out like a whip.

The dense crowd suddenly enveloped the young man completely.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

The cross sword in the young man's hand blurred for an instant and turned into gliding black lights in the air, so fast that it flew out of the afterimage. The blade was precise and powerful, colliding with every incoming attack.

Immediately there was a series of metallic sounds.

A stream of golden-red sparks also burst into the air.

The young man's whole body was enveloped by the sparks, and he walked and stopped within the five-meter attack range of the sword practice pile, as if he was in a deserted place. The long sword in his hand was swung, turning into an absolute sword light barrier. He slashed out with his last sword, and the huge force forced him to stop at the sword practice pile.

Sid exhaled slowly, his eyes still closed.

From the beginning to now, he has actually blocked his vision. He used other methods to see the colorful and flurry of blade attacks, and then used the long sword in his hand to accurately catch and resolve it.

With this exquisite skill and this way of practicing swordsmanship, West Germany has actually surpassed many elders in Soul Sword Art.

In the secret room, he slowly opened his eyes and suddenly stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand. He gently touched the heart.

"Heart's Eye, I have grown up. There is also Sword Eye... The Eye Demon said he would contact me to teach me this martial arts exchange competition..."

"Why is there no news yet?"

There was a look of confusion and worry on Sid's face.

He joined the sect organization two years ago. The beholder invited him to become a preparatory core member of the sect organization and taught him a secret technique of the mind's eye. This secret technique is not simple. West Germany has not yet mastered it, and it was not until a few months ago that he finally reached the level of success. This is both a secret technique and a state of mind. With the help of the secret technique of the Heart's Eye, he understood Lie Feng's sword a few days ago.

The overall strength has soared compared to half a year ago.

This time at the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, he came to win the individual competition. His former rival Thunder Dog Simeone and Moon Fist Shaq were not taken seriously by him. But today, Thunder Dog Simeone showed even greater strength, and West Germany had a sense of crisis. He wants to practice the secret art of the sword eye. There is a small level of the secret art of the mind's eye, and he can quickly learn the secret art of the sword eye under the resonance. This is what the beholder once told West Germany personally.

"As long as you can practice the secret technique of the mind eye to a small degree, you can come to me to learn the secret technique of the sword eye. It can take as little as half a month, or as fast as two or three days. Your second eye will soon cross the threshold... "

The beholder said so, and Syd wanted to do the same. But the strange thing is that after arriving in Mia City, no one can be found.

No one responded to the original special contact channel.

"No matter, with Xiao Cheng's secret technique of mind and eye, plus the Lie Feng sword that I just realized. Simone may not be my opponent!"

Syd tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes sharp.

He is looking forward to the individual competition three days later.

Time flies, and the martial arts exchange competition comes to the second day.

It is still in full swing, and the battle between various factions has entered a fierce stage. The physical and fist fight is quite exciting.

There are also some dark horses that suddenly emerge, or shocking upsets. But overall, the competition in the four arenas maintained a high level and was full of collisions.

On the third day, the exchange racing round entered the final stage.

The fight lasted from morning to night, and finally ended at 6:30 in the afternoon. After a long day of exhaustion, disciples from various sects returned to the guild hall to wash up. On the side of Cloud Dog Fist, Simone suddenly wanted to visit Mia City. He informed the leader that he would be back the next morning but disappeared. Late night, urban area, single-family villa.

Simone, who had disappeared, appeared here. He stood in the corner of the specially-made airtight operating room and took a deep breath.

Slowly but surely take off all your clothes.

Revealing a muscular body.

Thanks to the book friend Ming Yue for the reward of 100 starting coins.

The killing will begin tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, killing people. There should be more than one Evil Eye Fist hit. Anyone who dares to jump out and speak for the Evil Eye Fist will have to be beaten again.