The qualifiers for the world's first martial arts club are divided into four rings at the same time, and the contestants in each ring are divided into two groups to fight each other to compete for two winners.

Four rings, eight qualifiers.

Only by entering the quarterfinals can you be qualified to compete in the open-air ring outside and in front of the current audience and tourists.

Wang Chao drew No. 23, which was the twelfth competition in the No. 1 ring.

Looking at the schedule on the wall, if he wants to qualify, he will need to beat four opponents in a row.

Four...

Wang Chao pursed his lips, and after he went ashore, he had been paying attention to the recovery of his physical strength.

He didn't know how other professional martial artists or martial artists did it, anyway, except for the part of the road where he followed the old man to the martial arts meeting at the beginning, the rest of the time, he would try to soothe his body movements.

Even the breathing is a very slow rhythm, and the breath is very long.

Wang Chao has no master to teach, and he can only rely on his own thinking all along.

But he didn't dare to think too much, because if some bad habits were formed, he would have to waste his old nose if he wanted to change them later. And if you find someone to learn from a teacher in the future, the master of the other family raises his eyes and sees that he is a stinky kid and has a bad habit of being lame, and the master is too lazy to bother to correct him, so he directly refuses to him. Then who will he cry to?

Therefore, Wang Chao was very careful in exercising after crossing - in fact, this cautious attitude was also a decision he made blindly.

But there was no way, it was still the same sentence, no one told him what to do.

What's right? What's wrong?

Is there a need to practice martial arts as an earthling? Specific to individuals, do you Wang Chao have the qualifications to practice martial arts? Will practicing blindly by yourself hurt your body and cause problems in practice? Wang Chao didn't know, he didn't bring his own system or anything, the road was put in front of him by the system, follow the task, and upgrade it.

When he first crossed over, he couldn't even find anyone to talk to, lonely, depressed, homesick, his parents, he wanted to play League of Legends, he wanted to eat Master Kong's instant noodles, and he remembered that his brother was going to get married not long before the crossing, but he, the best man, was alone on a small bed in a dilapidated house on the outskirts of the southern capital of the earth in the Dragon Ball world, banging his head against the wall, so uncomfortable that he wanted to die. What's even more uncomfortable is that he is so sad, and there is no one to comfort him and say some warm words, so he is even more lonely.

And after crossing over, it seems to strengthen the +10 body, which also makes Wang Chao at a loss. How do he know how to toss this superman-like body?

In his last life, he was a complete ordinary person, he studied for 20 years, went to class for a few years, and never even touched a dumbbell once before he died.

This is not writing novels and drawing comics, relying on brain holes to brag as much as you want, practicing hundreds of push-ups every day for a few years and saying that you are invincible.

For Wang Chao, this is the real life in the future, and he is unwilling to joke with his body. Anyway, it's not too late for Yamucha to practice martial arts at that age, Ya is the same age as Bulma, and he can't beat the Monkey King who has just come out of the mountain, and he can still worship under the turtle immortal. After Wang Chao's body crossed over, he returned to the age of ten, and he was not in a hurry.

Therefore, after Wang Chao crossed over, he thought about it, and the only thing he practiced the most was long-distance running.

Just run, run right.

Doesn't the turtle fairy flow also have to deliver milk?

……

Wang Chao leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated.

He allows his body to relax naturally and dispel fatigue as much as possible.

Although there is still half a fairy bean left, I am reluctant to eat it.

Anyway, it's unlikely to qualify, so don't waste fairy beans, and compete as a weight, which can be regarded as a kind of practice.

A curtain call from the other side of the ring pulled his thoughts back:

"Ring No. 1, next game, please player No. 23 and player No. 24 on stage."

Wang Chao opened his eyes.

"It's okay, I can probably have six or seven percent of my physical strength."

The pitch-black eyes turned golden in an instant, golden to shiny, bright and transparent.

"The day has finally come... I just didn't expect it to come so quickly. I don't know any martial arts, but I stand in the ring of the world's first martial arts club? Hehehe..."

Wang Chao flicked the wall on his back, and without hesitation, the whole person strode towards the ring.

"It's kind of fun to think about!"

He jumped hard and jumped directly into the ring more than half a meter high.

On the opposite side, under the ring, the muscle vest male motor has been observing Wang Chao who has been hiding in the corner to rest since the first game.

He found that this kid was a little weird, as if he didn't regard the contestants present as opponents, and he didn't think about seeing how others were playing, and he adjusted his own. Mada has seen this kind of person, when playing in the fighting league, often this kind of guy who doesn't study the opponent before the game is either a real master or a real fool.

Wang Chao is neither a master nor a fool, he just wants to save some energy and rest more.

"Boy, I'm going to take Mark back after today's fight," the motor tightened his belt, and his toes toe shook his body on the ground, very boxer-like, he smiled at Wang Chao: "You still have a chance, promise to train with me, you have a good chance to become a professional martial artist." ”

Wang Chao didn't bother to reply to him, but he didn't hear it.

In the audience, a strong man with black curly hair, dark skin, and a little red sand on his eyebrows crossed his arms and glanced at the motor with disdain.

There is a lap left open next to him, and the players basically know him, this person is the champion of the last martial arts meeting, and he is also the champion of the last year. I heard that as long as he participates in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting, there will be no suspense about the title of the world's No. 1, unless the legendary martial arts god comes out of the mountain again, otherwise this King Choppa is the strongest martial artist.

King Choopa ignored others, but it was Wang Chao in the stands, thinking: "This kid... The body is already very tired, and dare to go to the ring? ”

"Let's go!"

After the grand monk of Budoji Temple announced the start of the match, he jumped out of the ring and acted as a referee under the stage.

"Well, don't you really think about it?" The motor opens from time to time.

He circled in the ring, his steps were quite flexible, and occasionally he stepped forward suddenly, trying to scare Wang Chao and consume the opponent's vigilance and attention.

“……”

Wang Chao didn't speak, he didn't like to answer this kind of question that he had clearly replied to.

The eyes of the fiery eyes are mainly on the demeanor of the motor and the movements of the upper limbs, but a trace of afterglow also observed the footsteps of the motor, Wang Chao felt that in the state of the fiery eyes, his observation power has also improved, I don't know if it is a psychological effect. If you don't know how to learn, Wang Chao also learns the footsteps of the motor through observation.

"Whew." The motor's tentative punch is actually a feint.

Wang Chao really took a feint, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid the fist, but found that the fist of the motor quickly retracted, and the other fist only took his chest and abdomen.

But fortunately, the sharp-eyed observation is really good, and Wang Chao's attention is also quite concentrated, and he hurriedly blocked the motor's fist with both palms.

The two pushed each other, and for a moment they separated again.

"It's better to find a chance to finish with one blow and save some energy." Wang Chao thought silently.

Continue to swing in circles with the motor.

The longer the actual combat observation, the more coordinated Wang Chao's footsteps and body movements became.

At this moment, all kinds of distracting thoughts do not exist in Wang Chao's mind, and he only has a very pure idea now: how will the other party fight next? Is it a punch, or a kick? Will it still be a false wave?

At this moment, Wang Chao's fiery eyes flashed, and he saw through the gap between Mark's eye attention, upper limb movements and footsteps. Wang Chao didn't have time to think about whether this was an opportunity for the legendary opponent to be revealed, he only knew that in seizing this moment, he was very sure that he would hit the other party! So, he hit.

As if being chased and bitten by a shark in the sea, Wang Chao burst out with all his strength in an instant, and as if he had a spring under his feet, he jumped in front of the motor, and took advantage of the height difference to punch the motor into the abdomen with a straight punch.

"What?!" The motor clutched his stomach and his eyes bulged out.

Wang Chao took a step back and let the other party slowly kneel down while holding his stomach.

He himself breathed a sigh of relief, he finally won the first game, if he lost the first martial arts match he played as a traverser, then he should be shut up.

Wang Chao suddenly remembered the words of a certain Zhang Da Demon King who played table tennis, and couldn't help but think: Playing in the ring... It's so interesting!