The next day's competition finally began, and the audience couldn't wait. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

To people's surprise, the fifty heroes of the Zhenhua Martial Arts Alliance boarded the competition platform together.

To Wanjin's surprise, fifty heroes were all bare-handed, which was exactly what Wanjin was looking forward to.

The reason why the thirty-six generals did not let the fifty heroes bring weapons was that they learned the lesson of the last time, that is, no matter how many weapons they did, they did not dare to put people to death, but instead became their psychological burden.

Wan Jin thought to himself, he has learned a lot of fist and foot kung fu, this is a big review, try to use Shaolin Luohan boxing, cannon boxing, Xinyi handle, Yijin Jing and Wudang Baguazhang, Tai Chi boxing, no matter which trick comes in handy.

After a command, fifty heroes swarmed up, like a swarm of hornets "buzzing" to besiege the food.

I saw that Wan Jin first gave the encirclers a center flowering, and then left and right, front and back, up and down, just and soft, fists and palms, fast and slow, rapid and slow, crazy and bumpy, only to see the expert hands also feel dazzled, confused, dizzy, chest tightness and do not know what to do.

And the audience can be regarded as a flower in their hearts, some of them are dumbfounded, some are grinning, some are dancing, and some are shouting and screaming.

After half an hour of fighting, the audience was tired of watching, and some of them looked like a sculpture in one pose. All the fifty heroes were beaten to the point of panting, hanging their heads, sighing, lying down or kneeling down or crawling down or sitting or rolling around like dough, and none of them could stand up and fight Wanjin again.

Wan Jinma stood steadily in the center.

Wanjin was immersed in the joy of victory. He was not happy to win, but because the several punches and kicks he had learned were really practiced in actual combat.

Just in a flash, Wan Jin suddenly saw Song Yu again.

Thousands of spectators, thousands of faces, just a flash, then disappear into the sea of people.

It's not a hallucination, right? She must be in the audience.

Since she was in the audience, she should have recognized herself, so why didn't she wave to herself? Is she involuntarily? Or is she protecting her sweetheart with restraint?

"In the next game, the world's number one warrior will face off against the eighteen Arhats of the Zhenhua Martial Arts Alliance!" The referee shouted in high spirits.

Eighteen Arhats! This is a master in the Zhenhua Martial Arts Alliance! They were all Shaolin lay disciples, and they all won the championships of various martial arts competitions in various places, all of them have superb martial arts, and they are very good!

They lined up and walked on the stage, but they didn't expect that even their hair was bald, but there was no nine o'clock on their heads like that of a real monk, and their clothes, pants and shoes were all worn by monks.

The audience whistled curiously.

Wan Jin shook his head lightly, what eighteen Arhats, aren't they just fake monks, I have fought with real monks in Shaolin Temple, they are not my opponents, even if you are lay disciples of Shaolin Temple, you are not learning Shaolin Temple fists and feet, what can you do? I have mastered Wudang's fists and feet, and my ancestor Zhang Sanfeng praised my fists and feet kung fu has entered a supreme realm, even now, you have probably seen me fight fifty heroes. You're eighteen, by the way, you don't have any guys in your hands, and you're still bare-handed. Then I'll play with you again now.

The eighteen Arhats formed a circle around Wanjin, and they said in unison: "Luohan Boxing, Luohan Boxing, Luohan Boxing." ”

Wan Jin smiled, the first thing he learned in Shaolin Temple was Luohan Boxing, and in the battle with fifty heroes just now, he also used Luohan Boxing, and now you eighteen Arhats actually want to use Luohan Boxing to fight me, you are really miscalculated.

The race is on.

But just the beginning, it made Wanjin secretly bitter. Because the opponent is eighteen people, although the shots are all Luohan boxing, but the eighteen people each have different moves, he shoots in the first quarter, he shoots in the second quarter, and the eighteen people shoot without repeating the first to eighteenth sections. However, the technique follows the same principle, that is, "shoot up, middle and down", and the eighteen people are all below to break up, above to break down, point to the left to hit the right, point to the right to hit the left, the sound of the east and the west, the virtual and the real are uncertain, fast and changeable. Directly ordered Wanjin to be overwhelmed. No matter what punch Wan Jin throws, he is locked by the upper, middle and lower strokes from eighteen directions, you parry this, you can't parry that.

Wan Jin was flustered.

No matter how you fight, you can't cope with the powerful attack of the Eighteen Arhats.

Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore.

The world's number one warrior was beaten down.

The audience seemed to hold their breath, and there was unprecedented silence in the entire arena. People don't seem to believe that Wanjin will be defeated, as if they don't want to see Wanjin being beaten down, as if Wanjin is dead as soon as he falls down.

The world's first warrior and hero in the hearts of the audience cannot fall!

But how did they know that the so-called No. 1 warrior in the world in front of them was just a young man who had learned short-term kung fu, an exaggerated title that was casually told to the referees by the Heavenly General Thirty-six.

The referee reluctantly lifted Wan Jin and comforted: "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. You'll have a chance to win tomorrow! ”

Heavenly General Thirty-six happily walked over and shouted loudly: "Hahaha, our Zhenhua Martial Arts Alliance has finally won!" I said we'd win! The first sword in the world, from today onwards, belongs to us! ”

That is to say, the only weapon in his hand is gone, so tomorrow's game, if they take a weapon, what should he take? That's no ordinary sword! It was an artifact given to him by Wudang Ancestor Zhang Sanfeng! In the future, he will rely on it to slay demons, eliminate demons, and subdue dragons and tigers!

What's more, Wan Jin has doubts about his kung fu, has his kung fu really reached the highest level as Zhang Sanfeng said? What is the realm? How tall exactly? What is the realm? How many realms are there in martial arts?

Thinking of this, Wan Jin felt that he was really a little arrogant, it turned out that he didn't know anything! It turns out that there are really people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky! Look at how well the Eighteen Arhats practiced kung fu just now!

So, did he see Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang? Is the sword of the dragon and the tiger really transformed by a dragon? So what he saw in Shaolin Temple was not the Bodhidharma Patriarch? Is everything an illusion? So even if that sword wasn't transformed by a real dragon, why was it picked up by him? That's a real sword!

It was like a dream.

However, when I woke up from my dream today, I was faced empty-handed.

It's the decisive battle that might embarrass him even more tomorrow!