Although Qin Feng thought that it would be difficult for Moti to defeat the ghost and advance to the finals, he still came to the tournament in the afternoon, intending to watch Moti's match.

Since the start of the Global Martial Arts Competition, he has been trying to observe the competitions of other contestants, see and observe various martial arts, and thus develop the third style of "Panlong Lance". especially

It was after the match with Japan's Iga that he valued and longed for this even more

For, reason told him that if he couldn't develop the third form of "Coiling Dragon Lance", with only his current strength, it would be difficult to kill the ghost and win the championship, and he would not even be able to cross the level of Arthur. whereas

He had caught a glimmer of inspiration in the match against Iga, Japan, but because the competition was too intense at the time to think about it, he missed the best opportunity to have an epiphany.

To this end, he hopes to get inspiration from the competition between Moti and Arthur. rub

Ti's opponent is the US military's secret weapon, Munir. compare

The competition started at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Qin Feng arrived at the competition venue at 1:50, and the entire competition field was already crowded.

"Look, Huaxia Qin Feng is here!"

"Why did Huaxia Qin Feng come to watch the match between Moti and Munir?"

Qin Feng's appearance immediately attracted the attention of the audience, causing a commotion at the scene, and at the same time, people's hearts were full of curiosity.

In the face of the cheers and doubts of the audience, Qin Feng did not care, nor did he signal as he did when he participated in the competition, but silently walked to the area where the contestants were and patiently waited for the game to start.

"India Moti is coming!"

A few minutes later, the audience screamed.

Hearing this, Qin Feng looked towards the contestants' passage, and saw Moti walking out of the contestants' passage quickly.

As usual, Moti wears a golden robe, his head is shiny, reflecting the sunlight and piercing the eyes.

In the face of the cheers of the audience, he smiled and folded his hands, and then walked quickly to the middle of the competition ~ Yang, as if he couldn't wait to start the game.

Well?

Suddenly, he saw Qin Feng in the contestant area, and a hint of surprise flashed between his eyebrows - he didn't expect Qin Feng to come to watch his game!

Sensing Moti's gaze, Qin Feng smiled slightly, which could be regarded as a response. “

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to St. Peter's jousting arena...... "Look

When it came to Qin Feng's response, Moti wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the host entered the competition arena with a microphone in his hand, took the lead in speaking, and interacted with the audience as always. Right

At this time, Moti also smiled at Qin Feng and withdrew his gaze.

"Soon, there will be the third quarter-final of this year's Global Martial Arts Competition, which will be played by India's Moti vs the United States' Munir. Everyone has seen that Indian Moti has come to the middle of the tournament ~ Yang, and he seems to be looking forward to the start of the game as soon as possible. "I have to say that the host knows how to interact with the audience very well.

"Indian Moti will win!"

"Indian Moti, continue the style of the previous game and beat the opponent wildly!"

As the host's voice fell, the audience who supported Moti shouted one after another.

The host bowed to Moti, both as a sign of respect and as an apology for pulling Moti to interact with the audience. Right

Moti didn't care.

"Now, let's shout, scream, welcome American Munir to the game!"

Seeing that the atmosphere has become very enthusiastic and the game time is approaching, the host will stop talking nonsense and remind Munir to play.

"Whew~"

"Munir!"

Later, amid the shouts of the crowd, Munir appeared. he

Wearing a pair of black shorts with a black T-shirt, and a pair of field boots on his feet, typical American GI style.

As Munir entered the middle of the tournament~, the referee also appeared, and he routinely asked Munir and Moti if they needed to read out the rules, and after seeing the two shake their heads, they directly announced the start of the game.

Once the match began, Moti launched a stormy attack on Munir as he had done in previous matches.

The only difference is that this time, he did not suppress the strength.

And yet - that is

In this way, he did not end the battle quickly, but because he was too confident and careless, Munir found the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack, if it were not for his amazing fighting instincts, he was almost seriously injured and lost. narrow pass

After some gutters capsized, Moti didn't dare to be careless, and directly used his own mastery - ancient Indian yoga!

Yoga is a fashionable fitness sport in modern times, but in ancient times, it was a practice method of Indian warriors, known as the secret of Indian Buddhism.

The ancient Indian yoga technique of Moti was extremely powerful, and it quickly turned the tide and completely gained the upper hand, and finally knocked Munir into the air. solemn

Neil's injuries were not very serious, but he did not urge the medicinal power in his body to increase his combat power for a short time, and did not even continue to fight, but deliberately fell to the ground, ending the game in this way.

"Munir, it's said that you took genetic medicine. You should be able to increase your combat power in a short period of time like other warriors who take genetic drugs—why don't you do that?"

At the end of the game, Moti's face did not show the slightest joy, but his face was still unfinished, and he longed to fight Munir for another 300 rounds. “

I have no enmity with you, so why should I fight so hard? For the sake of the so-called championship honor? Even if I try my best to defeat you, I will be injured, and I will not be able to defeat the ghost in the final, but I may be killed by him. ”

Munir said with a blank face, and instead of being annoyed by the loss, he was very open to his reasons and concerns.

“——”

Moti was speechless for a while, he didn't expect Munir to be so sensible, but after thinking about it, he thought that Munir was the secret weapon of the U.S. military, and he was relieved.

The U.S. military will never let Munir fight for the so-called global martial arts championship championship, or even lose his life!"

At the end of the game, Moti won the game!"

Seeing that Moti's conversation with Munir was over, the referee immediately announced the result of the match. “

India Moti is the champion!"

"Munir, this coward!" listen

When the referee announced the result of the match, the audience screamed at the conversation between Moti and Munir just now, and some of them were very dissatisfied - they thought that they did not see the fierce game they had imagined, and that Munir's sanity was regarded by them as weak and cowardly!

Munir didn't care about this at all and left the tournament straight away.

Moti, on the other hand, turned around and set his eyes on Qin Feng in the contestant area.

"Huaxia Qin Feng, I'm looking forward to fighting you, or rather, you are the opponent I want to fight the most in this tournament!"

He opened his mouth, his voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the shouts from the sky, "I will do my best to defeat the Ghost in the semi-finals, and then wait for you in the finals - I hope you can amaze me again, beat your opponents, and meet me in the finals!"

Good!"

Qin Feng stood up and nodded solemnly.

Although with his knowledge of the ghost, since the ghost is not coming to see this game, it will be more difficult for Moti to defeat the ghost than to ascend to the sky, he still agrees to Moti. cause

For. he

You can feel the burning intent in Moti's eyes, and you can also feel the respect expressed in Moti's words.

As Moti said, he was Moti's most desired opponent...

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S sorry.,There's something going on today.,It's late for the update.,There's a second chapter.。。

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