But this is just the beginning, and the ring has to go on.

After the three masters of the 12th stage of the national art stepped down, the scene was silent for a while, and then a young man who was okay came to the stage.

His strength is not much different from the strength of the South China Sea boxing champion on the stage, but his weak appearance makes the people below shake their heads, and they are not very optimistic about him.

After the man came to the stage, he first arched his hand to the Nanhai boxing king, and said, "Brother Nanquan, here, I want to say a few words, okay?" ”

"Say." The Nanhai boxing king didn't know this man, he was just a relatively talented person in sanda, and he was able to come here because the people who settled down had some appreciation for him, so they invited him to come.

He was naturally very happy to be here, so he wanted to show his skills in front of everyone, so that more colleagues in the martial arts would know about his existence.

"Brother Nanquan, being able to get into this ring also proves my courage, but I want to say that you and Miss Luo are really not worthy, Miss Luo has the appearance of sinking fish and geese, and the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon. And Brother Nanquan, your facial features are slightly distorted......"

"Ahh The Nanhai boxing champion couldn't stand this man's blunt words, and everyone Luo Yingxue said that appearance is not important, the important thing is to be willing to fight for him.

As soon as this man came to power, he said that he was ugly like this and that, how could he stand it?

So he bombarded the man with the strongest power of the 12th stage of the national art with both hands.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly pulled out the blocking posture, and while blocking, he also tried his best to persuade him: "Brother Nanquan, in fact, you don't have to be ashamed, it's not wrong to be ugly in this society, it's wrong that you shouldn't come forward to compete for Miss Luo."

If you don't believe me, you can ask you...... Oops! Don't slap your face. ”

The man was caught in the face by a punch from the South China Sea Boxing Champion.

Immediately, a bulging bag appeared on his face.

"Ouch! Brother Nanquan, you look at you uglier than me. So focus on my five senses attack? I protested. ”

"Ouch! Brother Nanquan, I can't imagine you are so unconfident. Even the lower body is not as good as me, and the lower body is also eyed. ”

"Bang bang bang!"

The man's mouth was so cheap that the people below felt that he had refreshed the most cheap record for a cheap person in everyone's hearts.

In the end, the South China Sea boxing champion was angered by what the said. After he spurted blood from that mouthful of, he didn't have the face to stay any longer.

When he left, he said stiffly: "Miss Luo, maybe I really don't deserve you, but I at least have the courage to fight for you on stage, and then I wish Miss Luo to find the object she likes." ”

After the South China Sea boxing king finished speaking, he left a back and left.

When he left, his figure was a little depressed, as if he was very inferior and disappointed.

But his body is still strong, and he is not defeated by his inferiority complex or disappointment.

Seeing this, Ye Hao nodded secretly. This man is good, he has a heart for martial arts.

Just as the man walked away, Ye Hao's figure left the big tree in a flash.

Ye Hao's departure made Luo Piaoxue, who was sitting on the rostrum, look directly at the place where Ye Hao was.

It's just that Ye Hao is no longer on the tree.

Luo Piaoxue's eyes bulged, and she felt that Ye Hao's mystery was beyond his imagination.

On the other peak of Luojia, which is a cut higher than the flat peak, there are several thatched huts, and several old men live in them.

These old men opened their eyes when Ye Hao suddenly disappeared and then appeared a hundred meters away.

In their eyes. If anyone was watching, they would have seen a gleam in the old man's eyes.

The light was dazzling.

"What a mysterious way, who is this kid?"

"Whose child?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a rising star!"

"Huh. What a powerful successor to the lineage. ”

Several old men said something inconsistent.

But to sum up, the weird body style was obtained by Ye Hao, and the weird body style is a powerful inheritance, and they are saying that Ye Hao is a rising star.

It just makes them more curious that whose child is it? If Ye Hao is born as an ordinary person. Then their minds may come alive.

But if Ye Hao's backstage is hard, it is even bigger than their home. Then they will befriend Ye Hao.

Just as the old men were thinking about some messy things, an ethereal voice came.

"Don't have too many bad thoughts about him. Otherwise, if you harm the family, you will be sinners who have fallen home. ”

When this ethereal voice sounded, everyone sat upright, as if the person who said it deserved their respect.

"Got it, Ancestor." Several old men said in unison.

The ethereal voice did not sound again, and all the old men continued to close their eyes and recuperate, in fact, they were all secretly observing the capital in the ring.

At this moment, in the ring, a congenital mid-level person faced a congenital high-level one.

It's just that no matter how the innate high-level person attacks, that innate mid-level person can block his attacks as steadily as Mount Tai, and even fight back occasionally.

In the end, the innate high-level person automatically admitted defeat, he didn't want to fight, he felt that his attacks were all on a stone.

There was no way to make that innate mid-level take a step back, and if he continued to play like this, then his strength would definitely slowly disappear.

Although he also knew that the innate mid-level would also lose a lot of internal breath, the person who blocked it didn't need to lose much.

So he simply stepped down.

After he stepped down, another congenital high-level person rushed into the ring.

This innate high-level attack is a little stronger than the previous innate high-level.

He attacked for nearly ten minutes before knocking the innate mid-level man back under the ring.

Every time someone came on stage, the crowd became more and more agitated, and they felt that it was their turn to appear.

In a big tree, a young man, his face is full of complexity at the moment, he doesn't know whether to go on stage or not.

Once he goes on stage to fight in the ring, he thinks he will win, but if he goes on stage, then he and Burning Ji will have no chance at all.

This kind of person is the typical kind of self-torture.

It's like a joke that a man's parents introduced him, and on the same day he went on a blind date with two women.

One woman has a fat head and big ears, and the other woman has buck teeth, big yellow teeth, and a few missing teeth, and her facial features are not good.

He went home at night and slept distressed all night, and he was thinking about which woman to choose.

The next day, he complained to his mother that he didn't know which one to choose.

Her mother shook her head sympathetically, saying that neither of the two girls had taken a fancy to him.

Now this man is just like in this joke, self-torture, narcissism Cheng dù made him fall into a state of loss.

The ring on the stage was in full swing, but Luo Yingxue had no patience to watch it anymore. (To be continued......)