Lu Zhishen, who Su Wen was worried about, was drinking and eating meat with a big bowl at this time, and laughed heartily from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, Xinghui is by his side, and he is now in a hotel in Carral City, North State.

The two of them took a car to Shencheng with the others, and then flew to the largest city in Beizhou, where they checked into the hotel last night.

The two men sitting opposite Lu Zhishen and fighting for wine are Lu Zhishen walking on the same road on the plane, and the players who also participated in the competition are all rough men. After chatting all the way, a few people fell in love, and they didn't go anywhere in the hotel every day, and they had been drinking in the hotel for two consecutive nights.

Fortunately, there is no time limit when signing up, and Lu Zhishen will be fine even if he gets drunk for another night.

And Tan Zong and Hui Ling are not as lucky as Lu Zhishen. In the past few years, only three people from the two places have entered the sixty-four battle, so that every time people from these two provinces see people with accents from other provinces go to the hotel near the registration venue, they know that it is the martial arts hall of other provinces that has come to grab the place in this province again.

After refusing to board, ripping off customers, and going around in circles, I finally arrived at the hotel.

Fortunately, Tan Zong and Hui Jue had relatively mild tempers, and although Xingde and the others were holding their breath, they finally remembered to maintain the face of the temple and did not quarrel with the driver.

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Early in the morning, Su Wen got up at 5 o'clock according to his usual routine, did his morning class in bed, and walked out of the hotel with his hands behind his back.

Walking along the street, you can see people getting up in the morning to exercise and run from time to time. Follow the map to find a small park nearby, where there are already some people practicing boxing.

Most of the elderly people in the training clothes are nearby residents, while some young people in sportswear are the contestants. It's easy to tell the difference between the two.

Su Wen just took a walk, walked around the small park and came out, and casually found a small stall to eat breakfast.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks are the first time I have eaten them in this world.

Listening to the noise in my ears, the sound of selling, and the loud greetings, I only feel the familiar breath of life rushing to my face. It's been a long time since I've felt a day like this.

However, in the early morning, he was a monk drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks among office workers and students, which was also very eye-catching, and pedestrians on the side of the road looked at him from time to time.

After eating, Su asked to see if it was still early, and then turned back to the hotel. happened to meet those people coming out of the hotel last night, and several people glared at Su Wen.

Su Wen just glanced at them and passed by them, returning to the room to wait for time. I closed my eyes and rested for an hour before I got up and went out.

The hotel is only a 10-minute walk from the registration venue, and it is a straight walk along the road.

After walking for a few minutes, I saw a white building on the side of the road in front of me, which was the largest gymnasium in the city, with huge fighting tournament posters hanging on it.

At this time, the gate was opened, and two security guards were standing outside, and a police car was parked next to it, and the two policemen were leaning on the car and smoking, and their eyes turned to the streets on both sides from time to time.

Su Wen strolled past, and several young men quickly passed him and walked into the gymnasium.

Su Wen still walked into the gymnasium unhurriedly.

Entering the gymnasium is a passageway, only a few meters long, and when you walk out, you will find a lawn. There was a line of people standing next to it, about two dozen people. At the front of the line are two tables and two fist testers on one side.

Preliminary qualification for a fighting competition is simple, but it is difficult for ordinary people to complete.

It is to punch more than 80 kilograms on the spot. Although there are also people who are not strong in body flexibility and strength protest on the Internet, but the range of the ring is limited, strength, speed, and skill are indispensable, if you can't even reach 80 kilograms, don't be embarrassed on the ring. Through this method, most of the people who are not strong enough can also be screened out. Otherwise, Xinhua has a population of more than one billion, and as long as one in 10,000 people sign up, it is more than 100,000 people, and the organizing committee will not be able to arrange a competition for so many people.

At the same time, everyone can try three times, and most people with enough strength will be able to pass even if they miss once.

Ordinary people generally punch no more than 50 kilograms, professional boxers can generally reach more than 100 kilograms, and the punching power of Bruce Lee in the previous life was more than 150 kilograms.

More than twenty people were divided into two teams, and the line was not long.

From Su Wen's position, you can directly hear the voice in front of you.

"Bang" "86 kg, qualified. This is your number plate. ”

"Bang bang bang" "78 kg, 77 kg, 79 kg, unqualified." ”

A louder sound than the others came, and a young man stood in front of the tester, his body still in a punching posture. The tester shows three red numbers: 133.

Everyone looked at it, and the next second they were amazed. You must know that above 80 kilograms, it takes a lot of sweat to increase every kilogram of boxing power, and most of the contestants can't stop a few strokes of 133 kilograms of boxing power. After all, the tryouts are for the whole country, not the professional kind. Coupled with the general weakness of the yellow race, 133 kilograms of fist power is already a rare kind.

Although punch power does not represent strength, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and when the strength reaches a certain level, one punch can knock the opponent out. As long as the speed and skill are not too bad, this person must be the favorite to qualify this time.

Many people prayed that they would never meet this young man in the competition.

Su Wen looked at the young man's not very strong body, and silently wrote down the person's appearance. Although the 130-kilogram fist power is not enough to break through Su Wen's golden bell jar, the fighting match is not boxing, and it is also allowed to use elbows, knees and legs, and the power is much greater than the fist. And even if you only use your fists, as long as you punch fast enough, you can break through it if you throw several punches in the same position in a second, exceeding the recovery speed of the bell jar after being hit.

Just a few people have signed up to meet such contestants, how many of them are after all the registrations are over? Not to mention that there are more than 30 such registration points in total.

Coupled with the players who have achieved good names in the competition over the years, this martial arts tournament is really full of masters.

The young man took the number plate and left in everyone's eyes, and the front of the line continued to test.

Soon it was Su Wen's turn, filled in his name, handed over the degree to the staff, and paid a hundred yuan registration fee, and then walked to the boxing tester.

His biggest hole card is the golden bell jar, and there is nothing to hide in terms of fist power, not to mention that he also wants to know how powerful he is.

Kick the ground with your right foot, twist your waist, and punch.

"Bang. A loud noise drew the attention of the others again.

"127 kg". Although it was slightly inferior to the young man just now, this figure was still admired by everyone.

Even the staff were a little surprised, there were two fighters with a punch power of more than 120 kg on the first morning, and both of them were not that kind of strength type in terms of body shape, and the strength of the players this year is very high.

Far away in Beizhou, there was silence in the gymnasium.

The number "186" on the fist tester left everyone speechless.

"How is it?

"It's over, it's over. Of course. The staff stammered and pushed the number plate and entry materials in front of Lu Zhishen.

When Lu Zhishen left, the entire stadium suddenly broke out.

"Holy, am I right?"

"186 kilograms? ”

"God forbid, don't meet him. This punch flew away, and I couldn't stop it. ”

Someone else took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the numbers on the tester and uploaded them to the Internet.

Black Province, Tan Zong left with the number plate. The tester in the back shows 153.

Ji Province, Hui Ling, 149 kg.