Chapter 71
The world's first Martial Dao tournament.
The arena.
Because of the respect for Martial Daoist, most Martial Daoist only need to compete once a day.
Even so, there are occasional news that Martial Daoist was injured and had to retire sadly.
It is said that in the periphery, the handicap gambling of the major Martial Daoist has surpassed any world event, and it is unique.
Of course, the first odds are very low, and most of them are betting on Tang Long.
But apart from this, runners-up, third, semifinals, eighth, and sixteen, you can bet on how many individual wins or losses you have.
Today, what Zhong Shenxiu wants to play against is Li San, the Huaquan of Group D.
This Li San practiced Baihua Boxing, a major southern boxing technique. Although the name is a bit idiot, the ultimate moves are endless and brilliant.
Moreover, he is also one of the Big Three in the circle of friends. Zhong Shenxiu hit him when he debuted, and some felt the deep malice behind the match.
Stab it! Stabbed!
Many cameras and flashes were working at the same time. In the corridor leading to the ring, a large number of reporters and puppies surrounded them, and Bai Yu led bodyguards to stop them.
Finally, Zhong Shenxiu stepped onto the ring and felt the enthusiastic cheers of the tens of thousands of spectators around.
"Boy, I, Li San, today, I will teach you a lesson and let you know the cost of talking big."
Li San squeezed his fist with a cold expression.
"Please!"
Zhong Shenxiu didn't say much, he lifted his right hand.
Li San let out a low roar, his blood exploded, and suddenly he pulled out many afterimages on the ring.
This is Baihua Quan’s secret Hundred Flowers staggered step. It is said to have been in the chaotic flowers, and the spring is full of flowers, and the most charming eyes are chaotic flowers.
In an instant, there seemed to be countless Li Sans on the ring, attacking from all directions.
"Flashy."
Zhong Shenxiu shook his head, not too lazy to look at the other person's true body, letting the usual attacks of strong wind and swift rain fall on his body.
Hundred flowers fist strength combined with blood energy, even iron men can make a discus, but at this time, they can only make the sound of hong long long.
Zhong Shenxiu's complexion is as usual, and his steps haven't moved halfway.
The audience and referees off the court exclaimed constantly. For him, it was the best battlefield to harvest Heavenly Elegance Points.
50%……70%……90%……100%!
Soon, one point of Heavenly Elegance Points was harvested, and another point quickly began to accumulate.
'This feeling is really comfortable...'
Zhong Shenxiu squinted his eyes comfortably, as if Li San was just giving him a massage.
After he felt that the growth of Heavenly Elegance Points slowed down, he chuckled and looked at the terrified Li San: "Are you tickling me? Now, either you stand up and give up, or You were sentenced to lose while lying down! Choose one yourself."
"Don't think about it."
Li San screamed, Body Protection's blood exploded to Peak, and hit the last one hard. Fist, with the determination of press forward.
pa!
Zhong Shenxiu grabbed his fist in his hand and threw it out of the field.
Li San was like a broken sacks. He went around in midair a few times and fell to the ground, battered and exhausted.
"Brother Hua is in martial arts, really deep and unmeasurable."
Off the court, Tie Zhongtian and Xue Taoren showed such looks as expected, and the other circle of friends Martial Daoist were stunned. .
"This... Old Tie doesn't necessarily have such a strong skill, right?"
Li San is one of the Big Three, and they all lost so easily, let alone this one. Hard Qi Art, Jane has reached the point of startling heaven and earth, ghosts and gods weeping, and they can't ask for the slightest benefit when they go up.
In amazement, I actually felt a little admiring for Zhong Shenxiu.
"Good kung fu, if I have my bare hands, I am not sure..." Yang Kaishan sighed: "The only way to compete is to compete with swords. There is still a little chance."
Martial Dao this time For tournaments, cold weapons are not forbidden, but if one party insists on using them and one party insists on not using them, then a coin toss is required.
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Martial Daoist Association.
Tang Ming looked at the real-time surveillance video with a twitching muscle on his face: "It's such a strong skill. Li San is also a good player in Martial Daoist, and he can't break the defense."
He suddenly became vigilant, thought about it, and walked out of the office to a huge gym.
This hall is covered with bamboo mats. It occupies a large area. In the empty hall, there is only one person sitting in the middle.
Behind him, there is a huge "dragon" character!
At this time, he seemed to sense someone coming, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, Tang Minggao couldn't help his legs trembling.
Even if he knew that his relative was sitting opposite, he just felt that he was facing the Heavenly God demons, and his calf was trembling.
"13th Uncle, what's the matter?"
Tang Long looks very young, as if he is only twenty years old. Time has not left any traces on his body. At that time, he was in the pinnacle state of life, whether he was martial arts, qi, blood, or even confidence.
What’s even more rare is his body’s first under the heavens, the general trend of whoever is it!
Regardless of any expert, the other party must be guilty, because what the other party is facing is the real first under the heavens!
"This time the world's No. 1 Martial Dao tournament, there were many strong enemies, I recorded a video..."
Tang Minggao bent over unconsciously and lowered his voice: "One of Hua Wu is Niu Dingtian's surviving junior. Do you want me to..."
"No!"
Tang Long stood up: "I It is Martial Artist! First under the heavens Martial Artist, he dare to come to me for revenge, I admire him, give him this opportunity...If he can stand in the final arena, I will personally kill him!"
"Your opponent is not simple this time..."
Tang Minggao wiped a cold sweat again.
"I am invincible." Tang Long sighed sadly: "You don't understand...the loneliness of invincibility."
"Then I'll leave."
Tang Minggao couldn't stand the increasingly stronger imposing manner of the opponent and had to withdraw from the dojo.
After thinking about it, he still took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Hey... Su Academician? Have you watched the Martial Dao tournament Hua Wu match? I think this is an excellent one. The sample is very helpful for perfecting our super warrior plan...What? Will it be troublesome? It is his honor to dedicate his life to science and all mankind. There is no unwillingness. Okay...That's it. "
Tang Minggao hung up, a sneer appeared on his face.
It's not that he is afraid of Tang Long's failure, but simply can't understand Niu Dingtian's junior.
Furthermore, even if the opponent's martial arts looks good, Tang Minggao doesn't think Hua Wu can make it to the final.
After all, in Martial Daoist, experts emerge in endlessly.
If you can reach the finals and stand in front of Tang Long, it is almost certain, at least the second expert in the world!
'Wait, wait until the super warrior project is completely successful, no matter how powerful Martial Daoist is, it will be useless...Hua Wu, ah Hua Wu, you are a life doing human experiments, haha...'