"Shikong is going to lose!" Sitting in the audience, Chen Xuan, Qian Baobao, Shocking Heaven, Cangtian, Chen Xuanfeng and others looked like ashes, and their eyes showed deep disappointment.

"Senior brother!" Seeing that Shikong was about to be kicked out of the ring by Young Master Qian, the eyes of the Shaolin abbot and the Shaolin faction were also desperate.

"Wang Yue's team is good. The Children of God praised.

"Haha. Seeing that Wang Yue's team was about to win, Nalan Yi put a pair of long legs on the back of the chair in front of him, sat comfortably on the chair and smiled.

"Won. Wang Yue breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, in this battle with the Shaolin team, Young Master Qian fought for twenty-two hours alone. Wang Yue's team fought for a whole day and night, and now that they were finally going to win, he couldn't help but ask Young Master Qian to rest.

"This big battle is too bad, two people are injured, the health team is ready. Lin Feng picked up the headset and said.

Sitting in the ring, Young Master Qian kicked the fat body of the release with a fierce kick.

However, when Young Master Qian kicked his fat body, he thought he would kick him out of the ring. Suddenly, Na Shikong hugged Young Master Qian's thigh, looked at Young Master Qian with cold eyes and said, "Young Master Qian, do you think I will be kicked out of the ring by you? I will not be defeated!"

The voice of the release of the air fell. He hugged Young Master Qian's thigh tighter, and at the same time desperately urged some of the true qi in his body that had just eased up, "Not only will I not lose, but I will also throw you out of the ring!"

I only felt that I was hugging my thighs. His hands hurt in his thighs, and a tremendous force came from his thighs. His body suddenly rubbed in the ring, moved in the ring, and was held hard by the air, and his body slid towards the edge of the ring.

"It's not good, Shikong wants to throw Young Master Qian out of the ring!" the drunkard's face changed drastically when he stood under the ring.

"Young Master Qian, you have to come on!" Toyotomi Sakura's face also changed.

Unexpectedly, Shikong still had the strength to throw him under the ring, and Young Master Qian's body suddenly broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

However, this is only the power to be released. When he grabbed Young Master Qian's leg and forcibly moved half a meter in the ring, making his body parallel to himself, he had no strength.

He had no strength at all, and he immediately gasped and let go of Young Master Qian's thighs.

"It scared me. Young Master Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shikong didn't speak, just lay on the ground and gasped.

Seeing that Shikong didn't speak, Young Master Qian thought about it and crawled to Shikong's side again, and then kicked at Shikong.

"Release, you lose!"

Suddenly. Shikong grabbed Young Master Qian's calf again. Holding on to Young Master Qian's calf, he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't lose, I won't lose!" You can hold on until I have no strength, and I can hold on until you don't have any strength at all. Young Master Qian, I am the undefeated myth of Huaxia, I will not be defeated!"

"Hehe, do you think that the undefeated myth can be used by anyone? This undefeated myth in Huaxia can only have one of them, Young Master Qian!" Young Master Qian was not in a hurry, he tried to move on the ground, and kicked his body ten centimeters closer to the ring.

Then he continued to move as hard as he could, kicking Shikong ten centimeters closer to the ring.

There were only thirty centimeters left, and Young Master Qian tried to move again, so that his body was only twenty centimeters away from the edge of the ring.

Getting closer and closer, the fat body of the release is about to fall out of the ring.

Seeing this scene, the audience's eyes widened.

The Golden Twelve Main Gods, the Martial Arts Twin Honors, the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, and the Four Great Families of the Martial Arts, their hearts were all raised to their throats. It's the first time they've seen this kind of dramatic game.

Who wins this game?

Young Master Qian can turn defeat into victory, can he still turn defeat into victory?

Getting closer, getting closer......

Shikong's body suddenly emptied, and he quickly fell under the ring. However, he was still holding on to Young Master Qian's calf, his foot had not touched the ground under the ring, and he had not lost yet.

only felt that his feet were about to touch the ground, he tried his best to curl up a pair of calves, trying not to let his feet touch the ground, grabbed Young Master Qian's calves tightly, and shouted, "I will become a national martial arts champion, I will become the leader of the national martial arts league, and I will become the supreme martial arts team!"

"Ah!!!!h tried hard to pull Young Master Qian's calf, wanting him to fall out of the ring with him. As long as he falls out of the ring with him, if his body touches the ground at the same time, they will be tied. The Shaolin team also has a chance to become a national wushu champion.

"You can fall for me!" Suddenly, Young Master Qian's body slid forward slightly by more than ten centimeters, and he was hanging on the edge of the ring, and his heart was cold.

"Young Master Qian of Wang Yue's team wins!"

"Wang Yue's team, Shaolin team. Wang Yue's team is 3-0, Wang Yue's team wins!"

Shikong's feet had touched the ground.

"Team Wang Yue won!" everyone's hearts finally landed, and the audience erupted in huge cheers and roars. The audience was moved by Young Master Qian's competitive spirit of never giving up, and they looked at Young Master Qian's eyes with admiration, and they were already unconsciously attracted by Young Master Qian.

Master Qian, come on, I wish you to become the undefeated myth of Huaxia!

Everyone was excited, joyful, excited, some of them couldn't help but hug their companions around them to celebrate Young Master Qian's victory, and some even cried with joy because of Young Master Qian's victory.

"We're defeated!" everyone in the Shaolin team looked disappointed and lowered their heads deeply. Shikong's foot had already touched the ground, and he finally let go of Young Master Qian's calf, sat on the ground and punched the ground hard, and couldn't help but shed tears.

In this national martial arts competition, only the first place is not the second. This national martial arts competition is too cruel.

To become the supreme martial arts person, there is only one person in the entire Huaxia.

"I won, I won! I said, my young master Qian was born lucky, I am the king of luck, and I will never be defeated. Hahaha, I won, my Young Master Qian won!" Young Master Qian's legs were already on the edge of the ring. A pair of legs were already hanging out of the ring.

Seeing that he had actually won the Shaolin faction's senior brother Shikong, he went crazy with joy and couldn't help but stand up and run around the ring.

"Young Master Qian won!" Li Mingxi gently hugged Wang Yue, happy for Young Master Qian. I almost burst into tears.

"Young Master Qian, you won!" Zhao Xi'er jumped into the ring and happily hugged Young Master Qian.

"Hahaha!" The drunkard picked up the wine gourd on his body and poured a big sip, spit out a mouthful of fire to celebrate, and then quickly appeared in the ring, hugging Young Master Qian and Zhao Xi'er tightly.

"We won, we have entered the quarterfinals, and we are one step closer to the national martial arts championship!" The drunkard and Hou Shaofei and others quickly ran into the ring and hugged them tightly.

"Young Master Qian won. Wang Yue looked at Li Mingxi with joy and couldn't help but kiss her delicate lips fiercely.

"Brother Yue........." Li Mingxi's snow-white face turned red with shame.

"My Young Master Qian won, my Young Master Qian won!" Young Master Qian was so excited that he suddenly pushed away the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er and Brother Pig, and his eyes showed a deep look.

He first looked at his parents in the arena, and Qian Kunpeng clenched his fists tightly when he saw his son looking at him.

Young Master Qian took a deep look at his parents.

Young Master Qian's mother couldn't help but shed tears.

Then, Young Master Qian looked at Wang Yue again and gave Wang Yue a deep look, "Thank you, without you, I have no chance to win honor in the arena." ”

Wang Yue's eyes were red, and he smiled and nodded at him.

"Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank the earth. Young Master Qian knelt on the ground and gently kissed the martial arts ring.

Suddenly. His eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

In this fight, he was so injured that he couldn't participate in the two rounds, and he couldn't participate in the next quarterfinals and semifinals.

Seeing Young Master Qian fainting, Wang Yue immediately appeared in the ring. grabbed Young Master Qian's right hand and continued to inject true qi into his body.

"Help, save people. Young Master Qian and Shikong were injured and sent both of them to the health team. Lin Feng said to the hygienists.

"Young Master Qian, this is my family's heirloom elixir, it is a top-grade elixir, after eating it, you can recover your injuries as quickly as possible. ”

Toyotomi Sakura took out the pill from her body and was about to go to the ring to feed Young Master Qian to eat, Tang Xiaomei, the eldest lady of Tangjiabao, suddenly appeared in the ring, took out a pill from her body, and fed the pill into Young Master Qian's mouth with her snow-white little hands.

Tang Xiaomei?

Seeing that Tang Xiaomei actually rushed to feed Young Master Qian's elixir, Toyotomi Sakura stood under the ring and was stunned.

Kindness?

Wang Yue and Zhao Xi'er, the drunkard, Yuwen Shenju, and Li Mingxi saw Tang Xiaomei appear next to Young Master Qian, and Toyotomi Sakura also seemed to be about to jump into the ring to take care of Young Master Qian, and they couldn't help blinking.

Miss Ben has taken a fancy to Master Qian, he is mine!

Tang Xiaomei's eyes were shining, looking at Toyotomi Sakura in the audience, the corners of her mouth hooked up a hint of brutality, as if she was demonstrating to Toyotomi Sakura, and then looked at the martial arts girls in the arena, as if she was demonstrating to Young Master Qian's female fans.

Tang Xiaomei!

Toyotomi Sakura's eyes were cold, and she crushed the top-grade elixir in her hand.