"The dumpling player is out, and the winner of the first ring match, martial artist Li Ming." Brother Sunglasses announced loudly.

"Brother Li Ming is really amazing!" Sun Wukong said excitedly: "In this way, I will have a chance to fight with Brother Li Ming." ”

"Damn, the dumplings actually lost! This guy is not simple! Tianjin Fan looked at Li Ming with a solemn face, and muttered to himself in his heart.

"I actually lost to this guy!" Dumpling touched the sore head, then gritted his teeth and looked at Li Ming, angry.

In the ring, Li Ming casually glanced at the angry dumplings, arched his hand under the cheers of the audience, and walked to the backstage.

"In the second game, Cheng Long, the previous martial arts champion, will fight against the player human wolf!" Brother Sunglasses walked into the ring to announce the next game, and then ran off the ring quickly after Cheng Long and the human wolf came on stage.

Cheng Long, also known as the Turtle Immortal, as the last martial arts champion, attracted a large number of fans, especially a group of middle-aged and elderly audiences, who regarded him as an idol.

"Cheng Long, you will win!"

"Cheng Long, come on!"

……

The audience cheered one-sidedly, and the two suddenly fought fiercely together under the announcement of the monk referee.

Li Ming glanced at the turtle immortal with what he saw and heard, the other party's mastery of vitality was superb, and he was experienced, and basically only exerted thirty percent of his strength, and he crushed the human wolf player.

Soon, the human wolf player was undoubtedly defeated, just like the original play, the turtle immortal used hypnotic punching to make the wolf player return to human form, and the human wolf player was excited, and regarded the turtle immortal as a benefactor.

The turtle immortal showed the demeanor of a master, comforting the wolf player Yunyun who cried with joy.

Li Ming touched his chin, the strength of the turtle immortal is not low, maybe there is a chance to fight him.

Soon, the third game continued.

Tianjin rice vs. Kulin.

Kulin was full of fighting spirit, and was clearly confident in this year's penance.

Li Ming glanced at Kulin, and felt that Kulin had indeed made a lot of progress, but his strength had reached thirty-five thousand Tianjin rice.

The gap is too big, and Kulin is not a son of a plane like Sun Wukong, so there is no luck bonus.

Sure enough, Kulin persisted for less than ten moves before he was seriously injured by Tianjin Rice, fell to the ground in a coma, and lost his qualification for the competition.

Later, Kulin was carried to the backyard by monks and medical workers.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and looked at Tianjin Rice, and Tianjin Rice looked at Sun Wukong with disdain, full of provocation.

Then in the game, it was Sun Wukong who fought against the king of competition, Baptun, whose strength was only a little stronger than Yamucha, so naturally he could not be Xiao Wukong's opponent, and was easily defeated by Little Wukong in three moves.

"Very good, the top four of the martial arts competition have appeared, they are Li Ming, Cheng Long, Tianjin Fan and Sun Wukong!" Brother Sunglasses came to the stage and said excitedly: "Now is the championship match!" ”

"Who will become the champion of martial arts this year? Get a reward of 100 million yen, let's wait and see! ”

"In the fifth game, martial artist Li Ming, against the previous martial arts champion Cheng Long!" Brother Sunglasses shouted loudly: "Please two players on stage." ”

Li Ming's spirit was shocked, and then he stepped into the ring.

"Come on Brother Li Ming, come on Old Man Cheng Long!" Little Wukong shouted.

Cheng Long also slowly stepped into the ring and looked at Li Ming, his face was slightly solemn.

Cheng Long, that is, the Turtle Immortal, knows that Li Ming's strength is not much worse than that of Sun Wukong. 31

"Oh, if you don't take it seriously, you'll lose!" Cheng Long muttered to himself.

Li Ming's eyes were full of war, he looked at the turtle immortal, and arched his hand: "Master Cheng Long, please advise!" ”

"Game on!" The monk referee announced loudly.

"You're welcome!" Cheng Long kicked his footsteps, rushed towards Li Ming, and struck his palm, as fast as thunder, and slashed Li Ming's shoulder and neck.

The speed was so fast, even if Li Ming saw and predicted it, he didn't have time to dodge.

"So fast!" Li Ming's expression was shocked, and the twenty-five power Cheng Dragon burst out with all his strength, and the explosion speed of the physical Dao power was even faster than Li Ming's.

"It seems that purely relying on physique, it can't keep up with the speed of the turtle immortals! That's not going to work! Li Ming's heart moved, and suddenly the true qi in the meridians was rolling, and nearly 10,000 internal forces were surging in the Zhou Tian meridians.

Suddenly, a stream of heat flowed through his body, and Li Ming felt that he was light and healthy, and his speed suddenly increased by three percent.

"Bang bang bang!"

Li Ming and Cheng Long's hands turned into afterimages, constantly exchanging blows, and let out bursts of thunderous explosions.

"Cheng Long and Li Ming are fighting fiercely, oh my God, the speed of their fight is so fast, they can't see it clearly with the naked eye, it's really exciting!"

"Is this the strength of a top martial artist! The two sides are at a stalemate, and the strength is equal to each other! Brother Sunglasses took the microphone and shouted excitedly.

The surrounding audience also watched the two intently, their faces full of excitement.

"Bang!" With a shocking muffled sound, Li Ming, who had a faint airflow around him, suddenly separated from Cheng Long.

Cheng Long's face was slightly solemn, the opponent's strength was not inferior to him, and at the same time, he was experienced in melee skills, with his many years of martial arts experience, he actually did not take advantage of a single advantage, Cheng Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and then his palm was slightly raised.

"Looks like we're going to have to do something real!"

"Afterimage Fist!" Cheng Long suddenly turned into a series of afterimages, rotating around Li Ming, and more than a dozen Cheng Long suddenly appeared on the field.

Li Ming's pupils suddenly turned into a state of two hook jade writing wheels, and under the dynamic vision, he saw Cheng Long's afterimage, and kept moving with a regular footwork, leaving an afterimage that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and his dynamic vision was also for a while, and he couldn't tell which one of the afterimages was Cheng Long.

"It's all dynamic, the acceleration is too fast, and it's hard to capture the action when you see and hear it!" Li Ming was slightly surprised in his heart, the afterimage fist of the pure body technique actually had this effect.

"This is not good, if the judgment is wrong, it will give Cheng Long a chance to take advantage of it and eat him with a punch, but it hurts!" Li Ming pondered.

Cheng Long, who performed the afterimage fist, was full of smugness at this time, constantly looking for Li Ming's flaws, and in the master competition, as long as he made a mistake, he could knock the opponent out of the ring and win.

Cheng Long is like an old spicy hunter who hunts, quietly waiting for Li Ming's move, as long as Li Ming acts, if it is in the wrong direction, then with the opportunity between them, Cheng Long is ninety percent sure and flies Li Ming!

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Ming's mouth: "I can't judge it, then attack together, no!" ”

"Shadow Clone Technique!" Li Ming suddenly sealed his hands and drank softly.

"Bang ......" Suddenly, fifteen shadow clones suddenly rushed out.

The audience, Brother Sunglasses, Wukong, Yamucha, etc., looked confused.

"A lot of Li Ming!"

"This is also an afterimage fist, no, every Li Ming, the movements are different, and ......"

"Bang!" Fifteen shadow clones hit Cheng Long's afterimage one by one, and a large number of shadow clones hit the air with one blow, only one shadow clone was pinched by Cheng Long's fist.

"Entity, how is this possible!" Cheng Long also looked confused, looking at Li Ming of the sixteen entities.