Chapter Seventy-Three: Coming to the Field

In the audience box, Peng Kai and Ma Zhen chatted for a while, with the introduction of his sister, and Ma Zhen was a relatively bold character, and several people quickly chatted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Lao returned to the private room, and several people stopped chatting.

"Teacher, what is the number of Xiaotian's competition?" Peng Kai asked, Ma Zhen and Peng Jiahe also looked at Liu Lao, obviously this is what they are most concerned about now.

"36, depending on the current speed, it may take half an hour to play."

Liu Lao picked up the coffee table on the box table and poured a cup of tea, and took a sip gently, "Don't worry, with his strength, there is no problem in this warm-up game, it is a good training for him." ”

"It's true that I also participated in the warm-up match last time, and those people's strength is on par with me, so they won't be Xiaotian's opponents." Peng Kai said with a smile.

"Then you are good enough, if I play, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to a single move and lose." Ma Zhen pursed his lips, at this time he realized how weak he was, compared to these people, street gangsters were really unable to fight.

"Don't worry, Xiao Tian said that he introduced you, you will definitely surpass these people in the future, to be honest, I envy you." Peng Kai shook his head.

Hearing this, Ma Zhen swept away his frustration, and his heart was full of expectations, indeed as Peng Kai said, since Mo Xiaotian has a way, he will definitely help himself.

The battle on the martial arts platform has entered the white heat, the warm-up game is not as fierce as the main game, the players in the warm-up game are scattered, not particularly strong, and there are a few moves in the mutual game to divide the winner and loser, for the connoisseurs, the fight does not seem to be brilliant, and some people already know the result as soon as they shoot.

After the competition, the victory and defeat basically no longer affect the enthusiasm of the audience, and the only thing they care about is their own bets.

"Xiao Tian is about to appear."

Everyone hurriedly looked at the martial arts platform, and at this moment the referee picked up the loudspeaker to announce the two players to step down, and then continued to shout towards the rear.

"Next is Zhang Ziqiang, the No. 35 player from the Black Martial Arts Gym, and Mo Xiaotian, the No. 36 player from the Wuliu Martial Arts Gym, and the players are invited to the stage."

In the corridor of the martial arts platform, Mo Xiaotian walked under the martial arts platform in a black robe, untied the cloak, revealing that young face, and on the other side, Zhang Ziqiang, who also walked on the martial arts platform, shook his head and looked at Mo Xiaotian opposite with a smug expression.

Wow~Wow~

"Why is that man so young?"

"It doesn't seem to have any strength at all, so I'm going to press Zhang Ziqiang quickly."

The audience saw the two people on the martial arts platform, and they were suddenly boiling, they hadn't seen such an obvious situation for a long time, at a glance, basically everyone fell to Zhang Ziqiang, only a few people made a little bet on Mo Xiaotian's face, basically no one thought that Mo Xiaotian would win, in their opinion, Mo Xiaotian's small body and bones may not be able to withstand a punch from the opposite side.

As the referee's voice fell, Mo Xiaotian looked straight ahead, although he didn't put the other party in his eyes, but Mo Xiaotian didn't plan to end the battle quickly, he wanted to fight in full swing, in that case, it might be able to stimulate the enthusiasm of the audience, and when the time came, he could bring down more admiration points.

"Little ghost, if you don't want to become a cripple, get off the stage quickly, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a chance to beg for mercy."

Mo Xiaotian looked at each other.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy."

"You're looking for death."

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes flashed when he heard this, and his tight palm instantly clenched into a fist, and he stepped forward, and the fist that burst out was vigorous.

Mo Xiaotian stepped a little, and his figure kept retreating backwards.

"Want to go? It's not that easy" Zhang Ziqiang shouted, his speed increased, and he directly forced Mo Xiaotian towards the corner.

"Hmph~"

The corners of his lips rose slightly, Mo Xiaotian's feet slipped, and between flips, his body brushed dangerously along the fist, and his palm became a blade and slashed directly towards the latter's back.

Zhang Ziqiang just turned around, but he felt a force coming from his back, and the whole person fell under the martial arts platform.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the opponent fell like this, the corners of Mo Xiaotian's mouth twitched, and he said that he was going to fight fiercely, why did he accidentally push himself down.

"Holy."

"That's fine."

"Was that intentional?"

The audience was indeed boiling, but it was not cheers, but a large number of shouts and scolding, this ending was too unacceptable, and one fell down without standing firmly? This is outrageous, this is a Extreme Martial Arts Club.

Ahem, cough~

Mo Xiaotian coughed twice, looked at the admiration value, and it didn't increase at all, listening to the scolding of the audience in his ears, it seems that his method was wrong.

"This time the competition is Mo Xiaotian won, because the No. 36 player's game is a continuous ring mode, so the next step is to directly meet the No. 37 player, the general player."

"Pro" "Pro" "Pro" "Pro" "Pro" ......

"Hit the 36th."

"Kill him."

Seeing the huge figure coming out of the martial arts arena, the audience cheered, and many of them shouted for Mo Xiaotian, who had reached No. 36.

In the box, Liu Lao's face was serious, "It turned out to be Puluo, why did he come to the warm-up match." ”

Peng Kai and the others looked puzzled.

"Teacher, who is Puro?"

"The players who participated in the promotion tournament this time, I heard that the strength of the players who can score into the top eight, this time Mo Xiaotian is afraid that he will face a fierce battle."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the martial arts platform, Peng Jiahe's small hand was secretly clenched, and Ma Zhen and Peng Kai also looked at it with concern in their eyes.

On the martial arts platform, Mo Xiaotian looked at the Roshan in front of him vigilantly, he didn't expect this guy's popularity to be so high, listening to the shouts of the audience in his ears, Mo Xiaotian was a little unconvinced in his heart, didn't he just accidentally push an opponent down, is it necessary to be so angry.

Since you are unhappy, then Lao Tzu will make you even more unhappy.

Mo Xiaotian was angry in his heart, and Mo Xiaotian, who was angry, could only look at the proud-looking Puluo opposite.

"Little ghost, it seems that you have no chance if you want to admit defeat, hahaha, with the wishes of the audience, I can only abolish you." Prolo laughed and said loudly.

"You try."

said that the time was slow and the time was fast, Mo Xiaotian stepped on his feet, and the whole person instantly rushed towards Napro.

Boom~ Puluo's footsteps shook, his body steadied, and the smile in his eyes was gone.

Drink!

A punch slammed into Puluo's stomach, and the huge piece of meat set off layers of waves, Na Puluo's body took two steps back, the smile on his face dissipated, and he grabbed Mo Xiaotian casually.

The punch didn't have an effect, Mo Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly bounced away at the same time as Na Puluo grabbed it.

"This guy, my full force blow, was blocked so easily?"

"I have some strength, but unfortunately this bit of strength is useless to me."

Pu Luo bared his teeth, and his mountain-like body strode out, and he came to Mo Xiaotian's side between breaths, and the speed was completely unaffected by the volume.

Mo Xiaotian didn't dare to be careless, his steps twisted, stepped on the railing, and retreated backwards to dodge.

"Haha, got you."

Pu Luo laughed loudly, and the palm of his hand came out of nowhere, and he grabbed one of Mo Xiaotian's legs in his hand.