The three of them sat and waited for the game to start, and Huang Feihong was bored during this period, so he actually took out the food from the storage ring and ate it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info some other people waiting for the game saw Huang Feixiong like this, and said: "Foodie, fat pig." ”

About half an hour later, the results of the contestants came out, and on the rostrum, two old men stood on the rostrum, and the red-haired old man on the left said: "Hello everyone, I am the principal of the Martial Arts Academy, my name is Wu Bell, and this is the vice principal." As he spoke, Wu Bell pointed to the white-haired old man beside the god.

The white-haired old man looked at the crowd below: "I am the vice principal, my name is Bu Jiaqi, you can call me Bu Lao, this is today's game group, you have taken it"

As he spoke, the streamer flashed in his hand, and he saw dozens of jade gui on Bu Jiaqi's hand. With a wave of his hand, Yugui flew towards the crowd below

The crowd at the foot of the rostrum stood on two sides, one side for a single battle and the other for a two-man battle. At this time, Huang Feixiong and Yan Miao had already separated, Yan Miao looked at a piece of jade gui, jumped up in the air and remembered the two jade gui. Others also provoked to get Yukyu.

Yan Miao gave Yugui to Feng Mengjia, and the two of them scanned the contents of Yugui. The two-man battle was divided into twenty groups, and Yan Miao was in the ninth group against another two-person combination. After everyone took Yugui into their hands, Wu Bell on the rostrum said, "What you have under your feet is the battle area. ”

After Wu Bell finished speaking, with a wave of one hand, he saw that the land under everyone's feet was divided into fifteen pieces, and the fifteen pieces of land were instantly two meters above the ground level. "This is your playing field, no one waits in the waiting area, and the selection starts now. ”

Yan Miao saw the principal of the Martial Arts Academy wave with one hand, and in the blink of an eye, the competition venue was formed. Yan Miao knew that Wu Bell was at least above the Xuanwu realm of the earth system qigong master, Yan Miao came to the waiting area to wait, and Huang Feixiong was not that lucky, he was in the fifth group to fight against a wood martial arts fourth-order martial artist.

The arena is divided into three areas, one is a two-player battle. The other two, one is a martial arts master venue, and the other is a qigong master venue. Each area is five fields. Yan Miao and the two looked at Huang Feixiong's game, and a strange scene appeared.

Just when the wood martial artist on the opposite side was about to make a move, Huang Feixiong suddenly stopped and said, "Don't do it yet, it hurts and anger." Let's discuss something, so let's make a bet that if you can hurt me a little bit, I'll throw in the towel, how about it? Of course I'll beat me, and I won't fight back. ”

When the martial artist on the opposite side heard this, his mouth was almost grinning, and he said, "Hahaha, okay, it's a word." "Since there is no silence in the competition venue, everyone is a fighter, so they can hear it.

Immediately, all eyes were attracted to Huang Feixiong's competition venue. The wood martial artist started fighting without saying a word, after all, it was so easy to win. "Wait!wait!" "What are you doing?" said the Wood Martial Artist impatiently.

Huang Feixiong pointed to his face and said, "I'm so handsome, I don't hit people in the face!" Saying that the gold fighting energy wrapped his head, Huang Feixiong still didn't feel at ease and attached a layer of gold fighting energy to the crotch, according to Huang Feixiong's words, the crotch was the second him.

Everything was ready, and Huang Feixiong signaled that the referee could begin. The referee couldn't wait for a long time and went straight to the game. The wood martial arts master came up vaguely, took out his weapon and a bow and arrow, aimed at Huang Feixiong's hand, and a leaf suddenly appeared, forming an arrow.

"Picking leaves and flying flowers" said that the arrow was launched, but in the eyes of everyone, the arrow turned into a flower, and the flower "floated" to Huang Feixiong. Huang Feixiong's face did not change, and he still stood still.

The "flower" slowly approached Huang Feixiong. The sound of "ding" and "flowers" are fixed on the surface of Huang Feixiong's body. Then it shattered, and the petals fell to the ground, although Huang Feixiong was not injured, but he was beaten and took a step back.

The bow's attack is negated, but the strength is not. Huang Feixiong took a step back when he was beaten, Huang Feixiong rubbed what he had just been shot and said, "Hehe, it's very painful, but it doesn't seem to be injured, you don't see that it's not injured." Huang Feixiong also straightened his stomach towards the wood martial artist.

Feng Mengjia laughed in the stands: "I didn't expect this fat man to have such a cheap side, hehe." "A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. In the eyes of the wood martial artist, Huang Feixiong was insulting him. said angrily: "Three flowers bloom, die fat and die." ”

The wood martial artist was really anxious, after all, he still couldn't stand Huang Feixiong's words. Huang Feixiong saw the three "flowers" coming quickly, and pretended to be scared and said, "Oh, I'm so scared." He also made a posture of holding his head and squatting, and Huang Feixiong squatted just to avoid three "flowers".

When the wood martial artist saw this scene, he went straight away. "**** uncle, dead fatty, Lao Tzu will give you a lot of time. Huang Feixiong was frightened by his roar, after all, he didn't do anything: "What, brother, let's dissipate our anger if you hurt your body." Competition first, friendship second. ”

"Whoever gave you a friend, die!" After saying that, the wood martial arts master, the arrows were fired in unison, and many "flower rains" shot at Huang Feixiong. Huang Feixiong saw that the wood martial artist was really moving, and he yelled in fright: "Fat master's golden body!"

I saw that the fat on Huang Feixiong's body directly turned into "gold" and was fixed on the spot. Subsequently, I saw dozens of "flowers" nailed to Huang Feixiong's body, and Huang Feixiong's move directly blocked the arrow.

Even Yan Miao was shocked by Huang Feixiong's move: "Fat man's golden body, good name." The people in the audience were also unexpectedly arrived, and Wu Bell on the rostrum said: "Lao Bu, he seems to have refined the fat on his body, his physique." ”

Wu Bell looked at Bu Jiaqi as he spoke, and Bu Jiaqi also nodded and said, "It seems that the first one of this year has landed again, the forbidden body." "Wu Bell and Bu Jiaqi have been cultivating for almost a hundred years, and they can certainly see Huang Feixiong's physique if they are well-informed.

"This forbidden body seems to be the second among tens of millions of physiques, I don't know when we will be able to see the legendary number one physique 'Yourong Physique'. "Lao Wu, this No. 1 'Yourong Physique' legend will only appear when the world is in turmoil. You want chaos in the world."

At this time, the two principals and deputy principals were talking, but the wood martial artist of the competition was about to be angry. Huang Feixiong relied on his strong physique to take dozens of arrows, and his body was like tickling, thanks to his instilling the fat with fighting spirit, becoming a "golden meat shield", just the arrows just now were enough for him to faint.

Where have I ever seen such a "cheap" person in the wood martial arts division, if he doesn't fight back, he won't fight back, but he's angry. The wood martial artist couldn't bear it anymore and didn't shoot arrows, so he rushed directly to Huang Feixiong's body and punched and kicked Huang Feixiong.

Looking at Huang Feixiong's expression again, it was a comfortable one, and the wooden martial artist "vented", and he was in a better mood. Look at Huang Feixiong again and turn around and say, "Come on, my back is a little sour, and I'll give you a fat man a beating on the back." ”

The heart of the wood martial artist was originally small, and the anger in his heart was vented before, but he was surprised by Huang Feixiong's words. "Recurrence of old injuries" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and this mouthful of blood spurted out, and the wood-based martial artist was much better.

The wood martial artist saw Huang Feixiong pinching his waist and standing in front of him with his legs crossed. With an idea in his heart, he stood up and said, "Fat brother, let's have a serious fight!"

Huang Feixiong knew that if this kick was hit, even if he kept killing his grandchildren, he would have to hurt for a while. Huang Feixiong dodged to the side, dodged a flirtatious kick, sneezed "Ah Sneeze", bent down and crashed into the wooden martial artist, knocking him off the stage.

"Dead fatty, don't you fight back? At this time, Huang Feixiong had already lifted his golden body, scratched his nose and said: "Who doesn't believe it? I didn't fight back, I just had an itchy nose and sneezed, who knew that you stood too close and I hit me head-on, hehe, I'm sorry." ”

Huang Feixiong's move can be said to be "cheap" to the extreme, and the wooden martial artists in the audience almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and others couldn't say one, two, three. The referee turned around early and said, "Yellow... Huang Feixiong won and entered the second match.

Wong Fei Hung's match was just one episode in many of the many matches. The games in other competition areas are not as peaceful as Huang Feixiong's side, almost all of them are games where you come and go, swords and swords, and blood sprays on the spot.

The fat man came to the waiting area, walked to Yan Miao's side, grabbed Yan Miao's water cup and drank it, took a sip of water and said: "How is it, the fat man is a martial artist?" Yan Miao had no words to accommodate Huang Feixiong, so he could only say: "Fat brother is mighty, fat brother is mighty." ”

After Yan Miao finished speaking, she turned her head and snickered. "I'm done with the game, the second game is tomorrow, have you played the game?" asked Huang Feixiong. "It seems like it's going to be us soon," Feng Mengjia said, playing with Yugui.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Mengjia finished speaking, the chief referee said: "Please come to the game in the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighty-ninth groups."

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