"Oh, I'm tired, why don't we call the coach directly and ask him where he is!" Qi Qi gasped. After breakfast, the six girls wandered around the street for more than two hours, but they didn't find any trace of Long Qing. The weather was very hot, and the six girls were a little tired.

"We secretly followed Master out, why don't we call him now?" Lin Raojiao said.

"Forget it, let's play our own, ignore him, just take a vacation!" Situ Xing'er proposed, "The beach here in Haicheng is said to be pretty good, let's go have fun, it's not in vain." ”

Xia Qingqing thought for a while: "That's fine, maybe I'll run into the coach inadvertently while playing!"

The six girls agreed to the plan, so the group cheered up and happily went to the beach.

In the martial arts hall, the tense and fierce competition in the ring continues. Due to the loose scale of this rule, there are many groups with a disparity in strength caused by random draws, so from the beginning, there has been a lot of bloodshed.

In a fight, two evenly matched men fought for nearly twenty minutes, almost all of them were exhausted, and finally one of them knocked down the opponent with an extra breath, and after the opponent fell to the ground, the winner also fell to the ground. Both of them were then sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, which can be regarded as very tragic.

But this is not the most tragic one, the most tragic one is against the old and young combination. The old man had gray hair and looked to be sixty years old, and the young man was probably less than thirty years old, and he was a little chubby.

After the young man came to power, he was a little contemptuous when he saw that his opponent was an old man, and he spoke disrespectfully. But after the game started, the old man knocked out one of the young man's teeth as soon as he made a move, and he couldn't shout that he couldn't admit defeat.

After beating the young man into a daze, the old man stretched out his claws, and his sharp nails were like tiger claws. Sneered, with a few strokes, the young man's face was cut with several big blood cuts, and the blood was left like a waterfall!

Then, the old man covered the mouth of the young man who had completely lost his resistance with one hand, and grabbed it with the other hand, and directly pulled out a piece of flesh and blood weighing half a pound on the young man's thigh and threw it in the ring!

When he saw the staff rushing into the ring and was about to come up to stop him, the old man sneered, opened the two fingers of his right hand, and thrust it into the young man's eyes!

Everyone in the gymnasium, whether it is the players or the spectators, has been fighting for a long time and is used to seeing life and death. But in the face of this cruel scene, I also feel cold in my heart.

"This person is simply a devil!" Xia Yu said with a pale face, "Isn't he afraid of retribution if he is so ruthless?"

"Heart-digging old demon Qin Wankui!" Uncle Zhang said with a solemn face.

"How could he participate in this competition? Could it be that he is short of money?" Mu Yunlong was a little puzzled, this Qin Wankui was a figure of the same era as him and Uncle Zhang, and he had been famous for a long time, so it stands to reason that he would not be short of money!

Uncle Zhang shook his head slowly and said: "I don't know, Hao'er, Xiaolinzi, if you meet this person, you can fight, if you fall behind, admit defeat immediately, don't hold on!"

Chu Hao nodded yes, and even Mu Lin, who had always been conceited, nodded, which shows how much deterrent this heart-digging old demon has on the two of them.

Long Qing frowned and said: "There seems to be some problems with his legs and feet, if you really meet him later, you can retreat with one touch, use the method of fighting, don't fight with him head-on, and attack him when you see a suitable opportunity!"

Mu Yunlong said with some confusion: "Brother Long can see it?" No wonder he asked, because Qin Wankui didn't run much under his feet just now, and Mu Yunlong didn't see that he had a problem with his legs and feet at all.

Long Qing nodded and said: "Although he is standing on two legs, his right leg is very weak, and it should be this leg that is the problem, I think this is why he is so hot in public, he is to deter his opponent." ”

Uncle Zhang nodded thoughtfully, Long Qing's analysis was indeed very reasonable. After his move, I am afraid that most of his opponents will abstain in the future.

Chu Hao silently wrote down Long Qing's words, but Mu Lin was a little unimpressed, in his opinion, what his master and Uncle Zhang couldn't see, how could he see it as a young man? The most important thing is that Mu Lin himself didn't see the slightest clue at all.

Because Qin Wankui had made the ring too bloody before, it took the staff more than ten minutes to clean up the ring before letting the game continue. The name flashed on the big screen, Chu Hao's name appeared above, and the person who was fighting against him was a person named Jiang Wannian!

"Master, I'm going!" Chu Hao stood up calmly,

"Go ahead, if you can't do anything, admit defeat decisively, and work harder if your skills are not as good as others, there's nothing to be ashamed of!" Uncle Zhang said slowly.

"I know Master!"

"Brother Chu, come on!" Xia Yu clenched his fists and cheered Chu Hao up.

Chu Hao walked to the ring without hurrying, his opponent Jiang Wannian was seated further forward than him, and he had already stood in the ring.

The name Jiang Wannian sounds very old-fashioned, but he is a young man less than thirty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with a mediocre appearance, which belongs to the kind that cannot be found in the sea of people.

"Brother Long, what do you think of this person?" asked Mu Yunlong.

"This person's kung fu is very powerful, Chu Hao is probably not an opponent. Long Qing said slowly.

Mu Lin sneered in his heart: "It's getting more and more pretentious, I really think of myself as a great god and judge here, and I'll slap you in the face later to see what you say." ”

In Mullin's opinion, a person's kung fu is at least known only after he has done it. How can it be like Long Qing, similar to looking, you can know who is high and who is low at a glance. He didn't know that when his kung fu reached the level of Long Qing, he really had to observe a person with all his might, the five senses were expanded, and the other party's breathing rate, heartbeat, and pulse were all clear at a glance, and even which muscle was big, which muscle was small, which part of the body was uncoordinated, and what the mental state was, could not escape Long Qing's observation. This is the level of perceiving and knowing, second only to the supreme realm of the cicada before the autumn wind moves.

After a three-second countdown, Chu Hao took the lead in attacking, advancing in a straight line in the middle, and the attack unfolded like a waterfall. Jiang Wannian didn't seem to expect Chu Hao to launch a strong attack so early, he was a little caught off guard, and fell into the disadvantage for a while, only for the sake of defense, and he was powerless to fight back. And Chu Hao took the advantage of the first move, and his attacks became more and more violent, wanting to take advantage of his physical strength to directly knock the opponent down in waves.

"Okay, good! Brother Chu played well, it looks like he should be able to win in less than half a minute!" Mu Lin said loudly with some excitement, and after finishing speaking, he glanced at Long Qing a few times intentionally or unintentionally, and the sarcasm in his eyes was self-evident.