"Damn, the national martial arts competition is unfair and shady. A few days later, Brother Pig returned to the hotel from outside. When they walked into Wang Yue's room, Brother Pig sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette angrily.

When Wang Yue defeated the Wudang team. In the past few days, they have watched the games of other teams. At the same time, they practiced a little bit of internal strength. And the drunkard and Young Master Qian were injured a little in the game, and they used the past few days to recuperate from the injuries on their bodies.

"Shady?" Today is the last day of the round of 64, and there is still one more match in the afternoon and evening, and when the evening game is over, the national martial arts competition will match the top 32 opponents.

"That's right, it's shady. You know what? These days, I've been going around every day when I'm fine, chatting with other team warriors. I heard them say that in fact, the champion of this national martial arts competition has already been decided. It is the most beloved disciple of the martial arts alliance leader Qingyun. The elder brother of Qingyunmen is shocking, and he will become a national martial arts champion. Brother Pig said angrily.

"What? Sure enough, it's already settled!" Young Master Qian's face changed.

"Young Master Qian, what do you know?" the drunkard asked.

"Of course I know something. I knew that this national martial arts competition was really boring. Needless to say, if you become the champion of the national martial arts competition, you can become a disciple of Qingyun, the leader of the martial arts league, and you can become a national martial arts champion. Once we become the national martial arts champions, we can take charge of the entire Chinese decent martial arts. In the entire Huaxia Decent Martial Arts, there are a total of one million inner disciples and 10 million outer disciples. Once he becomes the leader of the National Martial Arts Alliance, he will have 11 million subordinates, and he can have more than 100 billion assets of Huaxia Martial Arts. How can this pie-in-the-sky good thing be cheap for us?"

"It turns out that the national martial arts champion has already been decided, and the dead old man Qingyun, the leader of the martial arts alliance, is so despicable!" Zhao Xi'er immediately gritted her teeth.

"Grass. I thought that if we became the national martial arts champion, we could have another wave of creation. It turns out that the national martial arts champion has already been decided, what else is there to fight?" Hou Shaofei looked gloomy.

"Master. Yuwen Shenju couldn't help but clench a pair of iron fists.

If Wang Yue becomes the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he can take over the Divine Prison. And Yuwen Shenju can go to visit his parents in the prison. Now that he heard that the position of the national martial arts champion had been decided, he couldn't help but feel anxious. If that were the case, he would now be in the Divine Prison to save his parents.

"Brother Pig, who did you listen to?" Wang Yue was not in a hurry and lit a cigarette.

"A lot of people say that, they say that the champion of the national wushu competition has been decided, and some people simply exclude the top four of the national wushu competition. The top four of this national martial arts competition are the Qingyun team, the Son of God team, the royal team and the martial arts family team, and the final is the Qingyun team against the Son of God team. Brother Pig said.

"But what evidence is there?" Wang Yue asked.

"Proof?" said Piggy.

"Wang Yue, do you still need evidence? This kind of pie-dropping good thing will cheapen us?" said Young Master Qian.

"No evidence?" Wang Yue asked.

"Nope. Brother Pig thought about it and nodded.

"Hehe, this is hearsay. Wang Yue smiled and said.

"Hearsay?" everyone looked at him in surprise.

"That's right, hearsay. Wang Yue nodded lightly.

"Although Qingyun is the leader of the National Martial Arts League. His martial arts are the best in the world. But the Nalan family and the Murong family, the two great martial arts supreme families, their power is no worse than Qingyun. The family has a long history, and there are countless masters in the family, if Qingyun is the national martial arts champion, do you think these two families will agree? There is also the Son of God team, for the position of the leader of the National Martial Arts League this time, even the children of Chinese mythology such as the Son of God team have played. The god of boxing, the god of legs, the body of the stick, the god of the sword, the god of the sword, the strength of these unborn masters is no worse than Qingyun, if Qingyun sets the position of the national martial arts champion, do you think these masters will agree?"

"And Qingyun is a good person, I don't believe he is such a despicable and shameless person. This is a rumor, you have thought too much. Wang Yue smiled and said.

"Isn't it? The national martial arts champion is not determined?" Hearing Wang Yue's words, Young Master Qian frowned slightly.

"It's impossible to make a decision, even if Qingyun is the number one master in the world. He is still not qualified to be named a wushu champion. Let's play well, it's okay. Wang Yue said angrily.

"It is impossible to decide a national martial arts champion, but I have heard a saying these days. Wang Yue, I don't know if I should talk about it or not. The drunkard thought for a moment and said.

"Speak. ”

"Brother Pig has heard a lot of rumors in the past two days, in fact, I have heard a lot of rumors. That is, no matter who the national martial arts champion is, it will not be our Wang Yue team's turn. The drunkard said.

"Why?" Hearing the drunkard's words, Yuwen Shen raised his eyes and was shocked.

"I don't want to say it. The drunkard's face was a little ugly.

"Is it because of me?" Yuwen Shen's huge body couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes. The drunkard nodded lightly, then looked at Wang Yue with a solemn look and said, "Because Yuwen Shenju is the son of the Longxi Twin Demons, his parents once killed more than half of the masters of Huaxia Martial Arts. Not only the twelve main gods of the Golden Medal are stained with the blood of the Yuwen family, but his parents are also stained with the blood of more than half of the masters of Huaxia martial arts. Everyone doesn't want Yuwen Shenju's Wang Yue team to become a martial arts champion, and part of the reason is that your Wang Yue is not from a good background. Everyone hopes that the future leader of the martial arts alliance will come from a famous faction, rather than an unknown martial arts hall. ”

"Someone else said. In fact, the computer matching system of the national martial arts competition can be manually controlled. Someone deliberately arranged for our Wang Yue team to play against the Wudang team, they hoped that our Wang Yue team would be defeated by the Wudang team in the first game, but they didn't expect our Wang Yue team to win. ”

"No wonder we were so unlucky, we met the Wudang team in the first game. Other teams defeated their opponents with one move, but our team fought so hard that we were almost defeated. It turned out that someone was controlling the computer. Deliberately let us play against the Wudang team......... Damn!" Young Master Qian's eyes suddenly showed anger, and he grabbed the armrest of the chair.

"The Wudang team is a team that can enter the top eight, but the strength of the Wudang team is not high among the top eight teams. If someone controls the computer and wants us to be defeated in the first game, then why is our opponent in the first game not the Children of God?" asked Wang Yue.

"Could it really be that we are unlucky?" Young Master Qian was puzzled again.

"Don't think about it so much, this national martial arts competition is in charge of the most fair and just god group in China. Although Xingtian, the captain of the Divine Group, is old-fashioned, don't you know what his character is? It's okay, I believe in the character of the Divine Group. Wang Yue said.

"But it's true that there are a lot of people who don't want us to be champions. The drunkard thought for a moment and said.

"Hehe, I know they don't want us to be champions. Even Donglin and Xitang, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Darkness, only pretended to accept our status, but in fact they wanted to find another opportunity to harm us. So what, if someone is not convinced, we use our strength to convince them. If someone wants to make a small move, just kill them with a pair of fists. Let's go, let's watch the afternoon game, and there will be one more game in the evening, and we can see the opponents in the top 32. Wang Yue smiled and smashed the cigarette with his fingers. Then stand up from the chair.

"Let's see who your opponent is at night. The drunkard nodded, and got up from his chair.

"Li Mingxi, your husband is about to become a national martial arts champion, do you have anything to say?" Li Mingxi rarely spoke, and when everyone discussed, her eyes were cold and she didn't say a word, and Brother Pig couldn't help but tease her.

"Huh. Lee Myung-hee ignored him.

Soon, Wang Yue and a group of them walked out of the room and walked to the elevator to wait for the elevator. When the elevator came down from the upper floor, the elevator opened, and what appeared in front of Wang Yue was Shocking and his Qingyunmen teammates.

Because of the snatching of tokens, there were some disagreements between Wang Yue and Shocking. Seeing that a group of more than a dozen people occupied the elevator, Wang Yue turned around and walked to the other side, ready to wait for another elevator.

However, when Shocking their elevator is about to close, Shocking suddenly puts his hand in the middle of the elevator door. With a bang, the elevator doors reopened.

"Wang Yue, do you really want to become a national martial arts champion?" a handsome face smiled evilly.

Wang Yue's face was expressionless.

"Hehe, Young Master Ben told you, with your Wang Yue's background, you will never be able to become a national martial arts champion, Shaolin team, royal team, martial arts family team, son of God team, anyone can become a national martial arts champion, but it is never you, if you don't believe it, you can stick to the end and see. There was a shocking laugh, and a handsome face faded away from the elevator.

"Brother Yue, is the national martial arts champion really decided?" When the shocking disappeared, Young Master Qian clenched his fists with an ugly face.

"Shockingly, he said a little bit in my heart. When the shocking disappeared, Wang Yue frowned slightly.

"Look who our opponent is tonight!" said the drunkard.