In one word, it is: to give back to the other's way.

When these executive coaches were knocked down, they also looked incredible.

"Is this a backing?"

"I was pulled out by Yunxi's hand. ”

"Hehe, I was kicked out by a flying cloud leg. The other coach who was lying on the ground and didn't want to get up also smiled wryly.

Looking at the few people on the ground, without any intention of getting up again, Zhu Quan clapped his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "It's enjoyable! It shouldn't hurt you, right?" The second half of the sentence was said to several executive coaches.

"It's okay, it's okay, we're thick-skinned!"

Zhu Quan also knew that they would be fine, he had spare strength, and even if he had to use some strength, he would use softness.

"It's not early, let's all go to lunch. With a wave of his hand, Zhu Quan turned around and put on his shoes, picked up his coat, and left the martial arts hall.

In the next few days, he walked around the junior group and the youth group respectively.

These two times, he didn't do any pressure training, and he really patiently taught them something.

For example, practice pushing hands with this little guy, communicate with that little young man about leg skills, etc., and so on.

The busy survival in the past few days has also made him very tired.

The main thing is that he spent a lot of energy to condition the bodies of those seeded players.

For example, Jiang Cen before, it can be seen from his broken protective props that Zhu Quan has spent a lot of thought.

Jiang Cen is an adult, Zhu Quan has to use this method to cover up his energy for him, and those children don't have so many concerns.

Children are still easy to deceive!

The strength of these people, among their peers, was originally the best, and this was catalyzed by Zhu Quan, as long as there is no moth, winning those championships is basically a sure thing.

On November 15, the registration for the National Wushu Championships officially opened.

The format of the tournament is also quite interesting, because it is national, so there is an audition.

Contestants who meet the registration conditions can register at the nearest registration point, and the registration time is only three days.

The audition is a single-elimination system, as long as you are knocked out of the ring, or admit defeat yourself, it is equivalent to saying goodbye to this stage, which lasts for three days.

If you are lucky enough to advance, then move on to the next link, the knockout round.

The knockout round is a points match, which is also three days long.

Personnel from the same registration point will be randomly matched with the participation of national impartial personnel.

Finally, the top five in the same group will advance to the next schedule --- divisional round.

When it comes to the regional competition, basically all the participants are people who have been immersed in martial arts for many years since childhood, and the occasional upset like the audition basically no longer exists.

The regional competition is actually called the provincial team, that is, the top five teams in each province gather in the designated martial arts hall in the provincial capital for the final competition.

Among them, the board and lodging will be reimbursed by the sponsor, which will not be repeated.

After three more days of competition, five into three.

The top three finishers in each group are officially qualified to participate in the National Wushu Championships.

Therefore, from November 15th to early December, it was basically a small fight, and the real attraction was the final in Kyoto where these players gathered.

After all, there are more than 30 provinces in the country, and each group is one hundred and ten people, and then the time cost and labor cost are too great.

Take the juvenile group as an example, there are about 100 people in the country, each of whom has a serial number, and with the participation of the notary public, the system randomly selects two pairs to fight.

Players are usually given five hours in advance to arrange their rest, diet, etc.

As soon as the time comes, they will fight on stage, and those who lose or admit defeat will automatically leave the field. The adjudication method of martial arts is different from the traditional ring, so I will not repeat it here.

If the two sides are tied and do not admit defeat, then the 3 ancient martial arts masters and the 11 martial arts hall owners on the scene will vote to determine the result. Coincidentally, Zhu Quan has such a voting place.

There is no accident, Zhu Quan's optimistic boys have all got tickets to the championship, and they have been crushed all the way without much effort.

After nearly a month of fermentation, the effect of Zhu Quan's energy passed on to them has become more and more obvious, in a word: full of stamina! And there are no side effects.

Among them, Jiang Cen, this kid, has a faint sign of breaking through the early stage of Ming Jin, and at any time, an epiphany may break through to the middle stage of Ming Jin.

On December 20th, the wind is beautiful, the breeze is blowing, and it is advisable to travel far away.

A group of staff and students of the Gong Wei Division are ready to go.

Zhu Quan didn't say anything grandiose, but simply said: do your best to show yourself, do your best to protect yourself, and get in the car!

He doesn't like those slogans shouted loudly and ended up disgraced, he is very confident in his students, so the requirements for them are simpler, as long as they learn what they have learned, show it, and protect themselves from injury, that's fine.

As for the championship, he is bound to win, and if there is any moth that he can not anticipate and resist, then he can only accept his fate.

The crowd did not charter a plane, but only chartered a carriage of the high-speed train, and after more than five hours, they arrived in Kyoto.

Hotels and the like have been arranged for a long time, and the hotel is not far from the Bakesong Stadium, which is the venue for this tournament.

The opening ceremony was on the 23rd, so they had three days to adjust themselves, and Zhu Quan didn't stay lazy in the hotel all the time, and took the time to go to some more famous scenic spots, such as the Great Wall, Wuxiang Mountain, and so on.

After a few days of strolling, I always felt that something was wrong.

Yes, there's one less abrasive goblin by your side!

When the game is over here, I have to go to get off work, I don't know if the little goblin will scold himself for having no conscience...

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Finally, when the Wushu Championship officially opened, there were no lengthy opening speeches and no messy cabaret performances.

After several respected old-timers came to the stage to salute everyone present, the first game began.

Zhu Quan and ten other well-known hall owners all sat on the sub-judges' seats.

Coincidentally, the one next to him is Yanagawa.

As for the other nine, he didn't know any of them, and he didn't plan to know them.

"Zhu boy, I heard that you have been in a good mood recently!" Before Zhu Quan could speak, Liu Chuan couldn't help but be weird.

He has always been obsessed with Zhu Quan and Xu Ran, even if he has no direct evidence to prove that these two people are the real murderers of his son, he intends to bite them to death.

The various smear reports against Zhu Quan some time ago also have his share of credit.

"It's okay, that is, I took over a martial arts hall worth four or five billion, and then invested in a listed company with a market value of more than 10 billion. "Of course Zhu Quan won't be polite, if you come to Yin and Yang me, then I will have to see the move.

Liu Chuan didn't expect Zhu Quan's counterattack to be so sharp, and suppressed the urge to make a move, so he said coldly, "Rome was not built in a day, young people have to lay a good foundation, don't fall to death when the time comes." ”

"Oh, what does Pavilion Master Liu mean is that I will be like some old immortals, working hard for half my life, and finally mixing up to a level of barely enough food and clothing?"

As soon as Zhu Quan said this, the rest of the little old men were unhappy and made irresponsible remarks.

This one says you don't respect the elderly, the other says you are arrogant, you don't know how to advance or retreat, and so on.

Liu Chuan's popularity seemed to be okay, so he followed to fan the flames on the side, so that the spearhead of the big guy was directed at Zhu Quan.

"Okay, the game has begun, if you want to beat yourself up, you might as well wait for the game to end, how about we go on stage and have a life and death situation?"

The so-called state of life and death means that there is no end to death.

There is no clear provision in the law, but there has always been a tradition among warriors.

If there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the two, it can be resolved in this way.

In the end, no matter what the result is, the grievances between the two sides will be written off.

As soon as Zhu Quan said this, no one was silent at once.

It's not for nothing that the phrase of killing the master with one punch is not in vain, Zhu Quan is a young man, and they are all half-cut people.

That is, with a little seniority, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here, and really letting them play, isn't it a matter of minutes?

Although these people have not reached the dark strength, there is no premonition, but judging from Zhu Quan's sitting posture, breathing and gestures, this person is not a good stubble.

Just now, I also saw Zhu Quan's disrespectful words, so I spewed a few words to vent my evil anger to myself, and it was absolutely impossible for them to come to power and work hard.

Others are afraid, but Yanagawa is not afraid!

"Yes, then let's decide, after the game, see you on the stage of life and death!" The guys began to persuade Liu Chuan, but he was not moved at all.

Liu Chuan has already made up his mind, this time, Zhu Quan must pay the price.

And Zhu Quan just glanced at him lightly, nodded slightly, and agreed.

In the eyes of those little old men, this has become a manifestation of weakness.

"This kid really doesn't know how thick the sky is, Lao Liu, just teach him a lesson, don't really kill him!"

"According to me, they will be beaten to death, and some people will have to be beaten and beaten!"

As soon as Zhu Quan closed his eyes, he began to sit and practice breathing, anyway, those people in the Gong Wei Division were relatively backward, and he was not in a hurry at all.

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