Early the next morning, before the competition officially started, Lu Tianming took Li Xinyuan to the martial arts club of No. 4 Middle School to kick the gym.

Because the Wushu Association of No. 4 Middle School is a martial arts mecca in the youth group of Shanghai, and for ten consecutive years, the champion has always come from here.

Wellington College International School is in second place.

"Lu Tianming, what do you mean by this?"

In the training center, a tall young man with a fair face and raised eyebrows was staring coldly at Lu Tianming and a large group of people standing behind him.

People who practice martial arts are teenagers, and they are naturally hot-blooded and aggressive, so it is normal for the students of No. 4 Middle School and Wellington College International to look at each other incorrectly.

And the two sides fought a lot, and they were all old acquaintances.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, Zhang Jincheng, you seem to be stupid again, what do I want to do, isn't it obvious enough?"

Lu Tianming wore muddy shoes and stepped directly on the smooth and bright wooden floor, staining the field of the training center, and his intention was really obvious.

Zhang Jincheng, 17 years old, a senior high school student who is about to graduate, with excellent cultural achievements, is one of the top ten masters of the martial arts club in the school, and already has the qualification to escort Lu University.

Zhang Jincheng on weekdays, always smiles and laughs when dealing with people, and takes a lot of care of his younger brothers and sisters, so he is not only the president of the student union, but also the president of the tenacious martial arts club.

But now, being asked to find fault with someone, even a good-tempered person like him can't help but be angry: "It's the time of the competition, you'd better not make trouble, otherwise you'll ......"

"How else?"

Lu Tianming sneered arrogantly: "You are such a trash, you are also worthy of threatening me?" ”

"What did you say!"

"It's too much!"

Zhang Jincheng won the support of his classmates, and at this time, many students stood up and glared angrily at Lu Tianming, who was talking wildly.

"What, am I wrong?"

Lu Tianming looked around, his tone was still arrogant, and there was no one in his eyes: "You are a big man, you can only rank third in the school, and you are pressed on your head by two women, if I were you, I would have found a piece of tofu and killed you." ”

The martial arts club of the fourth middle school has branches of various martial arts schools below, just like Li Ruoqing's swordsmanship club and Su Qi's jiu-jitsu club, as for Zhang Jincheng, he practiced Tan legs.

However, the ranking of force value is not gendered, it is compared to the total points, and Zhang Jincheng was originally the first, but since Li Ruoqing and Su Qi came, he, the president of martial arts, can only be ranked third.

It's impossible to say that this kind of thing is not depressing, but even so, he is not stupid enough to talk about this kind of thing.

"What the hell do you want?"

Zhang Jincheng's eyes were not good, not only him, but also the martial arts club students present were all staring at Lu Tianming and his group with hatred.

I want to do it, but now it's a big scandal if there is a brawl or something like that.

However, Zhang Jincheng has some concerns, but Lu Tianming has no taboos, he came here today to make things bigger.

"It's not good, it's just trying to sweep the garbage where it belongs."

Lu Tianming's arrogant words once again detonated everyone's emotions: "Who are you scolding? ”

"You're looking for death!"

The crowd was excited, and the martial arts students of No. 4 Middle School had a fierce expression on their faces as if they were going to eat people, after all, no one would like to be scolded for being scolded.

"Why, do you think talking loudly isn't rubbish?"

"Damn, your mouth is so stinky, let's find a beating!"

On the side of the fourth middle school, someone finally couldn't help but make a move, and the shot was a 1.75 meter, a boy with a horizontal body, he was Ding Jie of the sports training team.

Ding Jie practiced kung fu, and he also played weightlifting on weekdays, his brute strength was very amazing, and this flutter was really a bit of a tiger descending the mountain.

"Just because you want to do it with me too?"

But if Ding Jie is a tiger in the Wuthering Mountains, then Lu Tianming is a tiger arhat with natural powers, in the face of Ding Jie's menacing blow, Lu Tianming stood still, deep with one arm, and pressed Ding Jie's whole person to the ground.

"Be realistic, as a garbage, you should be a little garbage self-knowledge."

"You!"

Being pressed to the ground like this and rubbing, Ding Jie gritted his teeth with hatred, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from Lu Tianming's suppression.

"Let him go!"

Zhang Jincheng shot out angrily, stepped on the ground with both feet, exerted force on his waist, and the muscles all over his body were like tight rubber bands.

At this point, there is no point in keeping your hand any longer.

The strong leg skills swept in, and the strong wind blew on the face.

Zhang Jincheng has been practicing martial arts since he was seven years old, and Tan Leg has long been a little hot, and he once performed in public to kick and break thirteen solid wooden planks in a row.

With an angry move, Zhang Jincheng's kick kicked a person, and a few bones could be broken, but he still knew the severity, this move was mainly to rescue Ding Jie, and he had no intention of hurting anyone.

But in the face of his Tan leg, Lu Tianming still held Ding Jie with one hand, and with the other hand, he lightly blocked Zhang Jincheng's attack: "That's it, you're so weak and pitiful." ”

"What?"

Although Zhang Jincheng didn't go all out, this kick, the strength of seven or eight points was still there, but he was blocked by someone casually!

"Hmph~"

Lu Tianming dragged his backhand, grabbed Zhang Jincheng's leg in his hand, and then pulled and threw him, like throwing a sack, flying him out, crashing into the pile, and knocking down the rolling gourd on the ground.

"President!"

"President!"

In the training hall, some are students of the martial arts club, and some are members of the student union, and now seeing Zhang Jincheng's injury, everyone is worried.

"Stop!"

A clear cry came from the direction of the gate behind him.

Su Qimei's eyes were angry, her eyebrows were sneered, she was the chief general of the Jiu-Jitsu Club, and her ranking in the school was still above Zhang Jincheng, as soon as she came, everyone suddenly seemed to have found the backbone, and they pinned their hopes on her.

"Oh, there's finally a slightly decent opponent."

Lu Tianming stood up with grace, and Ding Jie, who was pressed to the ground by him before, had fainted at this time due to chest tightness and lack of oxygen.

"If you want to fight, let's do it."

Su Qi is also a crisp and crisp personality, she doesn't bother to talk nonsense, if you have anything to say, just talk about it with your fists.

Lu Tianming stretched out a finger and shook it gently: "If you want to challenge me, you are not qualified enough, your opponent is him." ”

He let go of half of his body, and the person who came out was Li Xinyuan.

"Him?"

Su Qi put on a look of disdain and disgust.

disdain is because Li Xinyuan was defeated by her in both sessions.

As for disgust, it is that this person's personality is too bad, and at the exchange meeting in his freshman year of high school, he used to use foul language to Su Qi during the competition.

"Isn't there an old saying in your Huaxia, don't you treat each other with admiration for three days, today's Li Xinyuan is no longer yesterday's Li Xinyuan."

Lu Tianming came today to further stir up the troubled waters and promote the dragon's blood essence and the Agareth system.

"Hmph, just fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Su Qi, who learned from the female students of the martial arts club, was filled with righteous indignation at this time and wanted to find someone to be angry, of course she would not refuse to compete.

But just as she was about to make a move, her soft fragrant shoulders were held down by a white but very powerful palm.

"You're no match for him."

"Ningyi?"

Su Qi blinked in surprise, only to realize that the person who stopped him was actually Ning Yi.

At this moment, Li Ruoqing, who was carrying a long sword, also came to the training center, Xiumei frowned, and her bright eyes glanced at the scene, and soon fell on Ning Yi's body: Is he going to make a move?

"Who are you?"

Li Xinyuan's strength skyrocketed, and it was when his confidence was bursting, and he was going to defeat Su Qi Yixue, but he was interrupted by Ning Yi, so his tone was full of malice.

"Shh~"

Ning Yi raised a finger on his lips: "Quiet, your weak breath makes me unable to breathe." ”

"Nima, let you pretend! I'm going to beat you up like a fool! ”

Li Xinyuan threw a punch in anger, and the Agareth system not only fed swordsmanship data into his brain, but also some basic modern fighting techniques.

Although it is only the most basic fighting technique, with the genetic enhancement effect of the dragon blood essence, Li Xinyuan is now comparable to a professional-level martial artist, and he can easily punch more than 600 pounds with all his strength.

With his physique, this is simply incredible.

Ming Jin is at the peak, his fists and feet are windy, looking at Li Xinyuan's punch like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, everyone is sweating for Ning Yi.

Purely competing in physique, today's Li Xinyuan is indeed above Ning Yi in reality.

In terms of technique, the Agareth system has already input modern fighting skills such as swordsmanship and boxing into his brain, turning them into his instincts, making him already a master in martial arts.

The physique, experience and skills are all ahead, so Ning Yi will tell Su Qi that she is not the opponent of the other party.

"You're going to lose!"

Li Xinyuan seems to have seen his victory.

"Really?"

Ning Yi crossed his palms on his chest, his eyes were red, and he was actually a realistic version of the secret method that imitated emotions in the illusory world, the Burning Heart Skill of Furious Flames!

The anger suddenly exploded, a large amount of adrenaline was secreted, the human body's potential was forcibly converted into strength, and Ning Yi's physical fitness directly skyrocketed.

Bang~

The fists and palms intersected, and the muffled thunder exploded, and Li Xinyuan was stunned: "This is blocked?" ”

His own punch, to say the least, is more than 680 pounds, let alone a palm, even if it is a cement wall, he has the confidence to blast out a pit.

But Ning Yi just raised his hand and caught it.

"Who is this guy?"

Some students didn't know Ning Yi and thought that he was a master from another school.

"Ning Yi's martial arts are so powerful?"

The students of Class 7 naturally knew Ning Yi's identity, but because they knew, they were even more surprised than the other students.