On a sunny afternoon.

In a hidden underwater base in Futu, the Tianbang Exchange Tournament was held on time.

The whole base covers a large area, 10,000 square meters, and it is divided into 18 floors, this competition, it is located in the 18 floors underground, known as the 18 layers of hell, its significance is self-evident.

In the center of the eighteenth floor, there is a huge martial arts arena, and the entire martial arts arena is divided into several rings, and there are many people gathered around, all of whom are young masters in China, all of them are the eldest and my second, and no one is convinced.

In the surrounding area, there is an audience stage, and there are thousands of spectators who have arrived one after another, and these people are not ordinary, either rich or expensive, and they all have invitations issued by Futu.

This level of competition has been insulated from ordinary people, and the people present are inextricably linked with Futu, whether it is the military, the police, or the civilian martial arts, they all have their own positions.

Just when the crowd was excited and the sound was soaring, three young people came from the periphery of the crowd, and the first one was extremely handsome, with an angular-edged face with an indifferent and elegant face, and a master's demeanor.

Behind him, there was a stout young man, carrying a pitch-black battle axe on his shoulder, his face was arrogant, he pouted from time to time, and shook his head faintly, obviously not very satisfied with all this.

The person on the right can be called a classic, the height should be two meters away, the hands and arms are covered with stainless steel protective gear, the muscles are coiled, stupid, like a stupid little giant.

That's right, they are Xiao Zheng, Long Ji, and Titans.

Between the three of them walking, with boundless coercion, all masters chose to avoid one after another, hiding to the side and watching the freshness.

And there are also those who are not used to it, that is, young masters from all sides, but they want to find fault, but the members of Futu are not vegetarians, so they pulled them aside and dissuaded them for a while.

"I said, this man, do you know who the leader is? That's a master who knocked out Yang Cheng in one move, and you can't afford to offend. ”

", it's impossible! Yang Cheng's strength, we know, arrogant and tough, can he be defeated by that harmless young man?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, I was there when he beat Yang Cheng, so to speak, in front of him, Yang Cheng was very weak. ”

"Hiss......"

Just as they were talking, some members of the Futu who had already known Xiao Zheng came over to say hello, and they were all respectful, enthusiastic, and grinning like a lotus.

And Xiao Zheng is faint chin head, meaning, there is no meaning to speak, and the dragon and the titan behind him will follow the jaw head, all in all, only Xiao Zheng is the head of the horse.

The young masters who came to participate in the competition were very confused, where did this mixed river dragon come from, this momentum, this connection, no one can match.

I'll see what they do later, as long as it's not pretending to be a coercive product, it's worth making friends.

The members of Futu also secretly smacked their tongues, because the folk masters who came this time were stronger than in previous years, and they couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm tired, do you see it? That's the world karate champion Chen Dahai, that kung fu, sweeping the world. ”

"Hehe, look at that fat man, it is Lu Yifa, who has been the Jiu-Jitsu champion for many years, I heard that his Jiu-Jitsu not only combines the national arts, but also goes to the Ba Se Kick Gym, and beats the rhythm of invincible opponents all over the world. ”

"What does karate and jiu-jitsu mean? Look at that short and sturdy little black, that is the proud disciple of the old man of the Iron Sand Palm Grandmaster, a pair of fleshy palms, able to break wood and gravel, as long as he gently pushes it, you will have to vomit blood and shock internal injuries. ”

"It's just outer kung fu, we have real inner kung fu in Huaxia, the first to recommend Tai Chi, I heard that Zhang Xiaotian of Wudang Mountain has also arrived, that guy, to overcome rigidity with softness, four or two thousand catties. ”

"The disciple of the Northland Spear King has also arrived, it is the Silver Spear King--Xu Sandu, don't look at this guy who is dumbfounded, that standing up the big gun pile, can be three days and three nights out of sight, the practice has reached the level of obsession, the moon stick year knife is a lifetime gun, do you know?"

"It's still the coolest thing to cut people with a ghost head, that little white face is the big disciple of the South China Sea Knife Maniac, known as a knife cut, no matter how awesome the character, people will cut it in two immediately with a light knife. ”

“......”

At this time, with the brief speech of Zhu Zenji, the competition has officially begun.

Xiao Zheng looked at the chaotic martial arts arena, looked at the invitation in his hand, it turned out to be No. 2, he raised his eyes and found that No. 1 was sitting on the Zen machine.

From this point of view, Lao Zhu is still quite sincere.

He walked over with the dragon and the titan, nodded lightly towards the Zen machine, and finally sat down.

The seats of Long Jihe and the Titans were also carefully arranged, respectively in the back row of Xiao Zheng, guarding Xiao Zheng like two sculptures.

And Xiao Zheng's left sat the black rose, and as for the white peony, it sat on the right side of the Zhuzen machine.

Anyone with a heart can see that the black and white Shuangjiao of Futu should protect the Zen machines, but at this moment, a Xiao Zheng is inserted, and its significance is self-evident, and the identity must be noble.

Bai Peony smiled faintly at Xiao Zheng, with jealousy and hostility in it.

Xiao Zheng just nodded at her lightly, and then looked at the duel in the martial arts arena.

First of all, the folk masters from all walks of life competed, and the rules were very simple, that is, they were divided into several small rings, and then one by one, two by two.

This is undoubtedly unfair to the masters who came to power in front, it is equivalent to a wheel war, you defeat the opponent, you become the champion, others challenge you again, if you lose, you must obediently roll off the stage, if you are lucky to win, you have to face the challenger later.

However, this style is very Futu, which meets their selection conditions, and all the masters who are selected into Futu must have the ability to continue fighting, of course, if you can beat a lot of people, it will be better.

Zhu Chanji turned his head and said lightly: "These young people, can they enter the eyes of the evil gods?"

"It's not bad, they're all young leaders!" Xiao Zheng said softly, but he was a little interested, obviously coping with the majority.

These young masters are also comparable to the strength of Skynet's elites, and even inferior.

Not to mention the comparison with ten kills, as for Dragons and Titans, one person can single-handedly pick up a group of them.

Zhu Chanji saw his indifference, and stopped talking, just shook his head and continued to watch the game.

Black Rose is very unhappy with his performance, this is contempt for Futu, we kindly invite you to come, you actually have this attitude, it is really shameless.

Xiao Zheng didn't notice her emotions, but looked at a young master in the ring with interest, that is, the Silver Spear King-Xu Sandu.

This guy is extremely stable, and his marksmanship has reached the pinnacle, he has won six games in a row, and now he is fighting against Guan Xiaobai.

(End of chapter)