Because there were only eight people, the competition was not announced as a few days ago, waiting for the next day's restart, but was directly scheduled to be held in one day.

And the group is divided into three hours: up, down, and evening.

One of the 8-in-4 matches played in the morning. Half an hour per session. The match between Dynasty and Mansour Lee was the second game of the morning.

A 4-in-2 game in the afternoon. Each session is still half an hour. If nothing else, the opening game of the afternoon was between the dynasty and the winner of the first game of the morning.

Then, in the evening, the final will be held to determine the final champion of the Kanto region and determine the official qualification for the Iron Ken Tournament.

So as soon as the afternoon time came, the dynasty ushered in another opponent of its own. ——The successor of Bajiquan from Japan - Cao Chunyang.

Cao Chunyang, female, looks like she is 25 or 6 years old, with a very tall figure, wearing a black printed high-forked cheongsam, and her slender legs are half hidden and half visible, which is very concerning.

The chest is extremely full, as if two buns are supporting the placket, and the face is cold and abnormal, with a proud appearance.

The long hair is simply bunched, tied into a ponytail, and the whole body exudes a strong atmosphere of a cold and glamorous royal sister, which makes the dynasty who is very interested in the royal sister and the year very bright.

"Cao Chunyang! Cao Chunyang! Cao Chunyang! ”

“WOOOOOOOO……”

"Whew!"

"DYNASTY SAMA! Come on! ”

"Ahhhhh......h

"If I'm not mistaken, you're using Chinese martial arts." Amidst the piercing screams, whistles, and shouts, Cao Chunxiang, who came to the ring, looked at the dynasty opposite him and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, what advice?" Wang Dynasty nodded and asked rhetorically.

"I use the family heirloom Cao's Bajiquan. I will make you realize that only I, Cao's Bajiquan, am the strongest fist in Chinese martial arts. Cao Chunyang said proudly.

It's just that when I heard this, the ears of the dynasty were somewhat 'middle two'. Doesn't she know that there is no strongest fist in the world, only the strongest person who uses fists?

Wang couldn't help frowning, and said lightly, "This is a bit too much. And just based on the contest between you and me, it can't prove that the Cao's Bajiquan in your mouth is the strongest. ”

"So I'm going to beat you. Then defeat the next opponent to advance to the official competition, defeat all the boxing masters, and forge the strongest name of my Cao's Baji Boxing! Cao Chunyang was unmoved, and still preached confidently.

A posture that does not take the world in his eyes.

"I hope your wish will come true." Wang Dynasty didn't bother to say anything more, pouted secretly, and responded in a salty and nonchalant manner.

"Are both players ready?" Then the referee asked.

"Ready." Wang Dynasty nodded and posed in a fixed three-body pose.

"Let's get started." Cao Chunyang also had no nonsense, and put on a bajiquan shelf. Standing sideways, with your feet open, one hand in front of you and shoulder height, and one hand in front of the dantian, you look like you can advance your fists and retreat to defend with your arms.

"So, the game begins!"

Then the momentum of the dynasty changed in an instant, like a mountain like a giant beast, like a tsunami to Cao Chunyang.

Since she dared to say that Cao's Bajiquan was the strongest, then the dynasty naturally had to take a good look at it and see if she was blowing water or had real talent.

And the result, it looks pretty good, although at the beginning Cao Chunyang was oppressed by the aura and momentum specially created by the dynasty according to the principle of qi restraint, but he quickly came back to his senses, although he could not use the same means to counterattack and fight, but he also relied on the will of the martial artist to resist the influence of air pressure, so as not to make himself fall into the quagmire of fear that he did not dare to fight.

But, that's it, maybe it's okay for a short time, but it's ...... for a long time

So the next moment, Cao Chunyang didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly rushed to the front of the dynasty with two strides, and struck the dynasty in front of the door with a sweep of his eyebrows. The meaning is very simple, I want to break the momentum with martial arts!

It's just a pity that she ran into a dynasty, her left palm quickly moved upward, and she held Cao Chunyang's wrist high with a hand to support the sky, and at the same time advanced her fist, and a fast and fierce half-step collapse fist was beaten out by him.

And affected by her body shape - the two 'headlights' were a little too ostentatious, so even if Cao Chunyang's face changed greatly at the moment of the dynasty's attack, the nephrite on his chest was still irrepressibly rubbed by the dynasty's fist.

The punch was transmitted, and his chest was whipped like a whip, and he felt a hot pain.

But Cao Chunyang didn't pay attention to it, and hurriedly raised his arm and twisted his waist, and a big drape with a very draped palm smell smashed into Wang Chao's head again.

Wang Chao turned sideways, lightly and skillfully dodged the attack, bent his foot and kicked, kicking on Cao Chunyang's ankle.

After an instant, only hearing a crisp sound of "pop", Cao Chunyang immediately knelt down uncontrollably, and his left leg knee "slammed" into the ring.

Cao Chunyang was in pain, snorted, gritted his teeth, and hit the lower body of the dynasty with another not-so-standard progress.

Wang Chao, who sensed the coldness of his lower body, raised his eyebrows, reached down, grabbed Cao Chunyang's wrist when her fist was less than a centimeter away from the key to his happiness, and then stomped his foot and raised his knee, and slammed his knee into Cao Chunyang's face.

"Bang! Click! ”

In an instant, after hearing a crisp cracking sound, Cao Chunyang's face, especially her nose, suddenly became bloody and blurred, and blood flowed everywhere, staining her originally beautiful face.

Don't say that the dynasty is ruthless, since you are in the ring, you naturally have the consciousness of being injured and disfigured! What's more, people didn't show mercy to his subordinates - making a move was directly greeting the vital point, and the dynasty naturally had no reason to be too merciful to her subordinates.

The two are not familiar with each other, and Cao Chunyang is not one of his, plus the arrogant dialogue at the beginning...... The dynasty needs to teach her how to be a person, and know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

It's just that what is irrepressible in this way is that it annoys the audience at the scene - after all, everyone knows the love of beauty, plus sympathy for the weak, so after Cao Chunyang's embarrassed face was played through the big screen in the stadium, the stadium suddenly resounded with a boo sound that was enough to tear down the roof.

Woo, it sounds very funny.

Then Wang Dynasty slashed his palm and slashed at Cao Chunyang's neck, who was in a state of confusion due to the blow to the face, knocking her unconscious.

"Bang!"

The national martial arts competition is so fast! Unless the internal and external skills are extremely exquisite, it is basically life and death in an instant, winning or losing in minutes, and few people can fight for more than ten minutes, which is far from being so tangled as shown in novels and comics.

“K.O！ Player No. 489 wins! At the same time, the quick-eyed referee announced the result in a timely manner.

It's just that he still can't calm the voices of the audience, and continues to shout grievances for Cao Chunyang by boosing.

"Alas...... This face-watching society ......" Seeing this, Wang Chao sighed helplessly.

If this were a different man and he was beaten like this, the audience would definitely not behave like this.

The proof is that Mansur Lee in the last game was also kicked by the dynasty and shattered the bridge of his nose and was almost disfigured, but when the results were announced, the audience gave warm applause! It can be seen from this that men and women are treated differently.

Of course, Wang Chao was not in the mood to pay attention to this, shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out of the ring.

is like what the comedy star Song Xiaobao said in his previous life: he is not a banknote, and no one can like it.

And everyone is still a stranger, if you don't like it, don't like it, what does it have to do with him?

Wang then returned to the players' lounge and watched another duo match through the screen in the players' lounge.

The other party is two men, who don't look very old, about 28 or 9 years old, less than 30 years old, both of them are white, but from the body shape and face, it is obvious that one side is from Russia, which is a fighter of the fighting nation, and the other is from Europe and the United States, and belongs to the rich and idle people, so on the surface, the players from the fighting nation have a better chance of winning.

And it is. Although the action was very orderly at first glance, and it was a great performance by the rich and idle people who had made great efforts to learn martial arts, it was still a little insufficient in front of the fighters of the fighting nation, who used the unlimited fighting skills that should be the fighting techniques in the army, and it didn't take long for the fighting nation to be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and finally the fighting nation's fighters were forced to surrender with a grappling in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, lost the game, and stopped at the top four of the qualifiers.

The result was decided, and the final contender of the dynasty was Sanchev Santos from Russia.

"Military combat skills...... to be an interesting opponent. Wang Dynasty looked at Sanchev Santos on the screen, smiled lightly, and muttered in a low voice.

Then the afternoon was over, and the dynasty and the players left the stadium one after another to join their companions.

"You're really going to do it." Sister Rio Kojima of the Karate Department of the University of Tokyo looked at the dynasty who looked light and breezy and said in a slur voice.

"M~"

"Do you have confidence in your final opponent?" Ishikawa Boden, who is also a member of the karate club, asked.

"Of course."

"Beware of capsizing in the gutter."

"I know."

“……”

With little talk and chatter, a group of twenty or thirty people left the stadium and separated from the dynasty after a little fuss, so that he could adjust his spirits for the game that started at 7 p.m.

The dynasty and the poisonous island returned home and rested quietly.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening again.

After eating a dinner prepared by Tsuko Poison Island herself, after a short rest, he and Tsuko Poison Island left home again and drove to the venue of the game, Tokyo Dome Stadium. (To be continued.) )