A freshman in high school has to play against five seniors in a row, which is unrealistic in the eyes of many people, including the referee.

"Although I think it's unlikely, the ugly words are in front of you......" The president of Xiao Yao's Martial Arts Club looked at Chen Ming, "One fights five, if you win, what should you do?"

He knew very well that the disciple of the Five Tigers Sect in front of him was capable of internal strength. Their Xiao Yao Martial Arts Club, and even the entire sect are not a few people who know something, this disciple of the Five Tigers Sect who has not yet graduated from the school actually can!

Out of awe of internal strength, I still feel that I have to make my words clear.

"Even if we win, our club will still lose!" Chen Ming replied, he didn't intend to be so scoundrel. After all, it is a fact that one god brings four dishes, even if it can be used for one dozen five this time, will it be necessary to use this trick when it comes to the official competition in the future?

This kind of rogue style of play is in conflict with the martial virtues he has received.

"I see, you're just going to prove to us that the Five Tigers are still not to be underestimated, right?" heard this, the president of the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Club pondered for a moment before replying.

"Yes!" Chen Ming nodded.

"Referee, can you make us a little more willful?" the president looked at the referee.

"Yes, but is it okay to do it in five minutes per game?" the referee hesitated, but finally agreed.

Not far away, several security guards who came to maintain law and order were also looking at Chen Ming's ring. When Wuhumen easily lost two games, they silently clenched their fists. When Chen Ming came out of the queue and said that he wanted to fight five at a time, he was slightly moved.

"Is he being reckless?" said a thirty-year-old security guard, looking at his colleague next to him.

"I should be very confident to say that. Don't forget the helmsman's orders, we will replace the original security guard to enter this school, and one of the tasks is to ensure his safety!"

"Let's see, I'm curious too...... In the end, he is so special that he deserves our strict protection. The security guard who spoke first looked at the ring with interest.

At the end of the day, Chen Ming and the forwards of the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Club have already left the field one after another. This is a disciple who is good at Tan Legs, judging from the previous competition, he should be good at small-scale continuous attacks, rather than the kind of attack mode that opens and closes.

"Please advise!" Chen Ming did not take the initiative to make a move, but signaled to the other party.

"Offended!" The other party immediately rushed forward, raised his right foot, and raised it three times in a row towards Chen Ming. Because of the quick relationship, all three kicks seemed to be completed in an instant.

However, it was useless, Chen Ming's dynamic vision and nerve reflex ability didn't even need to use internal strength, relying on the quality of his body itself, he blocked these three moves, and just pushed it back slightly.

Just as he was about to move forward, the opponent quickly retracted his leg and came back, and then punched towards Chen Ming with a progressive punch. This move broke through the air, and just listening to this voice, you knew that the strength was extraordinary. What this disciple is good at is not Tan Leg!

However, Chen Ming was not fooled, after all, when Zhao Sheng fought him, the time was too short, so short that the winner was almost instantaneous. The two sides did not really deploy, and Zhao Sheng lost on the point of lack of experience in the battle.

In other words, the other party has never said that what he is good at is Tan Leg, but others may think so!

The problem is that Chen Ming likes to think more, and the possibility that the other party is good at is not Tan Leg is also taken into account. So when the opponent punched him, he immediately avoided it with his fist, and then stretched out one hand to hook the opponent's hand.

But he didn't want the other party to rush to the fist with a positive step, and smashed towards Chen Ming's face door in a spin, as expected, what he was good at should be Taizu Changquan! This move is the oil head hammer in the long boxing, hitting the upper road, and there are also moves for the middle and lower lanes, which is the foundation in the long boxing!

However, the opponent's punch used the concept of 'spin', with the forward step punch as a preparation, and the 'spin' and thrashed. In an instant, the speed of the move and the power of the blow are increased to more than 120%.

As expected, this disciple, like Ang Lee, should follow the category of specialization and foundation. Let's just say Ang Lee, the tiger-shaped fist is in his hand, and he can hit the feeling of killing. There are some changes in the Tiger Claw Gong, but there are also very few flaws, and the power is also very fierce, which is the terrible thing about the foundation of specialization!

There are no shortcuts, one move and one style of repeated hard practice, one move and one style of cultivation to the bones, when he encounters a need, he subconsciously plays, and the solid foundation is enough for him to deal with all emergencies!

But he didn't want Chen Ming to meet him with his left hand, so he took advantage of the situation, and shifted his center of gravity crookedly. Then he clasped his hand with his backhand and twisted it slightly.

"Almost, right?" Chen Ming asked first. If it's luck, the next move is to break his hand bones.

"............" The other party was silent for two seconds, then closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I admit defeat......"

Success is also the foundation, defeat is also the foundation, too basic flaws have been studied too much, unless the strength is improved to a certain level, even if you encounter flaws, you can ignore them, but a literary disciple, taking the basic route, it is really not advisable. Having said that, it was enough to deal with other literary disciples.

"So, it's my turn next......" Ji Feng took off his glasses and slowly came up.

"You're the disciple who can take a small step, right? In that case, I don't know if you can calculate the route to victory?" Chen Ming saw the other party, and then stopped in a certain direction.

Just as he stood at that point, this disciple was suddenly sweating profusely, trying to move, but he didn't want Chen Ming to move with him, no matter what position the other party was, he was facing him in this direction.

"I ...... I admit defeat......" The other party gritted his teeth and finally chose to surrender.

"Hey, hey, Hey, Hey, what's going on? Admit defeat before you fight!?" The disciple of the forward directly complained, although he admitted defeat, he had actually fought anyway, and his skills were not as good as others, and there was no way.

"He is trapped in the depths of the hexagram, no matter how I attack from that side, it is like being stuck in the mud and unable to extricate myself......" He Chong shook his head, "He understands the I Ching gossip, and the troubled hexagram is to warn me not to act rashly." ”

He Chongcheng also Lingbo microstep, defeat also Lingbo microstep, this skill has wasted too much time for him to study, so that he has no time for other martial arts. But if this martial art can't be displayed, what can be used is nothing more than Taizu's long fist, and the bias is not as powerful as the striker, if you don't surrender at this time, do you have to go over to find abuse?

"I Ching sixty-four hexagrams, there are countless changes, how do you know that the other party understands?, just admit defeat and admit defeat......" The president sighed, but obviously the second striker, all admit defeat, then can only be open-minded.

"Concession!" Chen Ming nodded, just now he did mean to be tricky. I Ching gossip, he only dabbled in it slightly.