"Toot toot!"

The referee's whistle blew.

"Melly No. 312 wins and advances to the next round."

With that, she sketched out the match list with a watercolor pen, and Melly won to advance to the next round.

Melly's victory drew whispers from everyone in her division, and the laymen couldn't believe that a slender girl could defeat the third-place finisher in a fighting tournament.

"Aman actually lost, is that woman named Merry that strong?"

“…… Maybe Oman is out of form today. ”

"It's possible, after all, it's the third-place player in the World Fighting Championship, and there's no reason why you can't even beat a woman."

"But I've heard that people in the martial arts world are not simple......"

The people next to them whispered, some of them may have realized that they and others had underestimated the strength of the martial artists, but under the mouths of the people, they did not rashly say their thoughts, but kept these thoughts in their hearts.

"Humph!" Mei Li turned her head and snorted coldly, ignoring these ordinary people who had not even stepped into the threshold of martial arts, and when she jumped out of the ring, she happened to meet Mu Yang's smiling eyes, and Mei Li immediately turned her head and swept to the other side.

Mu Yang shook his head with a light smile, and confirmed Mei Li's identity. At this time, several matches were played in the No. 8 ring, and it was finally Muyang's turn to play.

I saw that his toes tapped the ground, and the whole person appeared in the ring freely, and the whole action was done in one go, full of chic and freehand.

"No. 337 Muyang, from Tianshenliu, is the champion of the last world's No. 1 martial arts club."

After Mu Yang took the stage, the referee next to him focused on his identity.

With the introduction of the referee, there was a burst of exclamations under the ring, and everyone was surprised that Mu Yang had already won the championship of the world's No. 1 martial arts club at such a young age. This weighs heavily on the hearts of those who aspire to the title.

"Muyang, your opponent is No. 458, a Palung from the boxing world."

On the stage was a man who looked very athletic, with a bare head, muscles coiled on his body, and his body was full of explosive power.

Especially when in a boxing position, the muscles in the arms arch into small hills.

"Hey, young martial artist, let me show you how powerful a boxer is."

Boxer Paron's fists collided with each other with a dull boom, and his fleshy face was full of indescribability, clearly confident in his own strength.

Another Omani figure!

Mu Yang chuckled and sighed, that Aman had at least restrained his attitude after experiencing Nis's lesson, but the boxer in front of him was very blatantly arrogant.

"Let's start the game!"

Mu Yang didn't bother to talk to the other party, and directly signaled the referee to start the game.

The referee was stunned for a moment, this face still has to be given, and then nodded lightly, blew the whistle to announce the start of the game: "The 11th game of the No. 8 ring starts now." ”

"Boy, whether you were the champion of the last conference or not, if you ran into me Palong, it was your bad luck!" Boxer Paloon moved his wrists in cauff and was ready to win the match.

But at this moment, Mu Yang's figure flashed, and Palong felt a flower in front of him, and Mu Yang's trace had been lost in his sight.

"Huh, what about people?"

Palong looked left and right, but never found Muyang's figure.

At this moment, Muyang appeared next to Palong.

"It's over."

"What?"

Paloon was startled, and before he could react, he felt a blow to the back of his neck. Mu Yang smashed a neat hand knife on Palong's neck, and the powerful impact instantly caused the other party's thinking to be fragmented, and then the sky spun around, and the huge body fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The scene suddenly became very quiet.

No one expected that Palung would play violently, and the game that should have been evenly matched would end in an instant.

Before and after, that's when Paloon said a word, right?

"Announce the results!" Mu Yang looked at the referee again.

Only then did the referee react in hindsight, and hurriedly blew the whistle towards the end of the game, and immediately announced that Muyang had won.

"No. 337 Muyang won...... Advance to the next round. ”

"Wow, that's amazing, it only took one blow to defeat the boxer Palon!"

"I can't see clearly."

"It's over, with such a strong person, we have no hope at all."

The competition continued, and after one game after another, there were fewer and fewer players left. Some good deeds made a few statistics and were shocked to find that most of the players who advanced were martial artists of major schools, and the seeded players in the martial arts, boxing, and wrestling worlds, who had always been favored by people before, were eliminated except for a few.

After witnessing the strength of those martial artists with their own eyes, those who had doubts about the quality of the previous martial arts meeting suddenly woke up, maybe they were still a long way from the level of real martial artists.

"This is the real martial artist!"

"It's too strong, Aman in the martial arts world, Palong in the boxing world, they were all defeated by people with one blow, you look at the fighters in the ring, I can't see their movements clearly."

"Really, I can't see it at all."

"I don't know if I'm going to transfer to martial arts now, and I'm still in time."

Many contestants from other industries couldn't help but have the idea of learning martial arts after seeing the strength of martial artists, but they were soon told that learning martial arts requires talent, and it is impossible for those who do not have talent to even get started.

Forget it, let's do their job obediently, as long as they don't have anything to do with martial artists, they can be regarded as big names in their own industry.

Martial artist Aman was ashamed below, ashamed of his earlier arrogance, and then he actually had the idea of switching to the martial arts world, which seemed to have a more promising future compared to martial arts. Even if you can't do it yourself, let your child practice martial arts.

……

Meanwhile, on the side of Ring 4.

"Wow!"

"There are so many shadows, I don't know which one is real."

There were bursts of exclamations under the ring, and I saw that on the ring, Sun Gohan and Oia were fighting with each other, and countless afterimages were all over the ring. There are image residues caused by too fast speed, and there are also fixed images caused by afterimage punches, which are really indistinguishable. When had someone outside the martial arts realm seen such a wonderful battle, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and look at it in disbelief.

At this time, Sun Gohan obviously did not show all his strength, so the battle with Oia seemed to be evenly matched. It was this kind of battle that did not distinguish between the top and bottom, but from time to time it attracted the continuous exclamations of the crowd below.

Mu Yang's eyes looked towards the side of Ring 4, just in time to see the battle between Sun Gohan and Oia.

"Sun Gohan has already shown mercy to his subordinates, but this is just the right time for Oya to further know the strength of a higher-level martial artist." Mu Yang's eyes were very vicious, and he could see the situation in the ring at a glance.

With Sun Gohan's current combat power of more than 300 yuan, if he wants to defeat Oia, who has a combat strength of less than 100, only one move is enough, and the reason why he has been fighting for so long: first, it is for the sake of Muyang's face; The second is to experience the mystery of the Celestial Stream from Oia's body, so that he can seize the opportunity in the battle with Muyang in the future.

"I am impressed by your strength, but unfortunately you are not my opponent."

During the battle, Son Gohan looked at Oia with a smile.

Oia had a calm face, "Shoot with all your might, let me see the stunt of the Turtle Immortal Stream." ”

A hint of appreciation flashed in Sun Gohan's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Since you want to see it, then I will do what you want." ”

After speaking, Sun Gohan clawed his hands, slowly gathered, and then put his hands on his waist, and suddenly, a bright blue light condensed between his hands.