The Imperial Capital Arena.

"Ah~~~~Hmm~~~~" yawned boredly, Estes, who was sitting in the main audience, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked the blonde young man standing aside, "Lan, how many more are there?" ”

"Two more, Lord Estes." The handsome-looking blond-haired young man leaned over slightly and said, "Won't this martial arts fight satisfy you?" ”

"Boring battles, boring materials, a person who can use the emperor has not found it~" With one hand on his face, Estes almost didn't have the word boring written on his face.

"After all, it's a temporary competition, and those who can come are just travelers who happen to come to the imperial capital and some strong people near the imperial capital." The young man's expression did not change in the slightest, and he kept a smile and said, "As the organizer, at least we will see the competition to the end." ”

"That's why I'm going to sit here." Raising his head slightly, he looked into the arena, this time it was a big and deadly minotaur facing off against a thin teenager.

"Well, it's a bit of a bummer." Holding his head up from his hands, Estes looked a little interested.

"That Isaac Barbarian Bull Clan looks like a boxer who has been trained for many years, and this young man is just a blacksmith according to the introduction, so there should be no suspense......"

The blonde youth's words came to a halt, for the battle that had begun in the arena had not been as one-sided as he had predicted, and the boy had not been able to succumb to the stormy attack of the minotaur with his exaggerated muscles.

"It's over."

"Compared to Brother Su Han's fist! You're nothing at all! As the boy roared, the boxer of the Wild Bull Clan was kicked to the ground by a roundabout kick from the boy, and the bull's eyes the size of copper bells turned white, lying motionless on the ground.

"The general has good eyesight." The blond young man lowered his head in admiration, but after waiting for a while, he didn't hear General Estes' response, so he couldn't help but raise his head and asked softly, "General?" ”

"Found ......" ignoring Lan's call, a faint flush appeared on Estes' face, and he stood up while muttering softly, wanting to walk down the stairs and find the boy.

"General! There's still a game after that, and after that, ......"

"Lan, stop the game, the champion has been found."

"But the last one is ......" the blonde young man said with some hesitation, he specially arranged for the three King Kongs of the Imperial Fist Temple who came to sign up for some reason, Zuo Zuo Nan and the boxer who seemed to be the strongest among all the people who signed up, or put it in the last one, if General Estes just stopped the game, he didn't know how to explain to him.

"Lan, are you questioning my decision?" Estes turned her head, and under her gaze as blue as ice, Ran's body froze.

"Yes...... Yes...... I understand ......"

"Wait." Just as the blonde youth was about to explain to the staff to end the match, Estes suddenly stopped him again, and Lan looked suspiciously at the martial arts arena along Estes's gaze, the boxer who seemed to be the strongest of all the contestants was fighting against the young man who had just won, encouraging him with a smile, and the young man had a smile on his face that was praised by the elders.

"It seems that the young man's martial arts were taught by that young boxer, no wonder he was able to defeat that brute bull warrior." Looking at the young man who was a head taller than the young man, but there was no childishness on his face, and his breath was calm, Lan nodded slightly, if it weren't for his young face, it would seem that he was a very old warrior from his every move.

"Lan, let's continue the game, and we'll talk about it after watching the last game."

Lan was a little surprised to see the general sit back in her chair, it was the first time he saw Estes show such a hesitant expression, but after what happened just now, he didn't dare to go against the general's will, waved his hand to let the staff member he had recruited retreat, and Lan continued to stand beside Estes.

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"I did it! Brother Su Han! ”

"Hmmm! I see, Tazmi, a lot of progress. Facing him to the fist, Su Han smiled and encouraged.

"Oh!"

Looking at the young man in front of him who entered the night attack at the same time as him and had grown all the way to the present, showing a confident and satisfied smile, and looking at the bald boxer who had already walked up to the stage on the other side, Su Han said to Tazmi: "Let's go down first, we can't let others wait for a long time." ”

"Brother Su Han! Come on! ”

"Well, then I can't lose even more~"

Watching Tazmi walk back to the lounge, Su Han turned around and hugged his fist at the boxer: "Please advise." ”

"Hmph, country boxer, it's too cheeky to tell me to advise." The elite bald boxer who hugged his chest and his muscles glowed with golden light didn't mean to say hello, stared at Su Han with that sharp gaze and said, "Is the ignorant kid who was complacent after defeating an outcast of our Imperial Fist Temple just now your disciple?" It's cheeky enough, too. ”

"Heh~" chuckled, Su Han didn't explain, some people, shameless face, put on a good posture, for this kind of person, just hit him until he has no face.

"Huh? What is the starting form of the basic boxing technique? Ridiculous, do you want to use the basic fist technique to fight me, King Kong of the Imperial Fist Temple? There was no intention of putting on a posture, the fierce bald head glanced at Su Han, and said to himself: "Seeing that your posture is stable and there is no surplus, it is rare at this age, because of the recent rampant abandonment, the reputation of the Huangquan Temple has begun to deteriorate in the imperial capital and come out to stand up, but for the sake of your qualifications, now kowtow three times in front of me, I specially recommend you to join the Huangquan Temple, so as not to brand a cripple, and even a farmer can't be a farmer, how?" ”

"Is the Imperial Boxing Temple a group of guys who only practice lip service and don't practice fists?" Seeing that the bald head was chattering there from the beginning, Su Han, who had a good temper, couldn't help it, and looked at his posture, and the respect for the strong man he was holding also disappeared.

"Boy, you brought it on yourself." For Su Han's provocation, the bald head was not angry, put down his hands holding his chest, tied up his horse steps, and suddenly raised his hands, the muscles of his whole body tensed suddenly, and the surrounding air made a burst of explosion: "Look at your strength is still passable, since you don't know how to lift, I will use you to stand up!" ”