In a tearoom, five people sit around a round table, the door of the tearoom is closed, there are no windows on all sides, and it looks like a secret room.

"The result of this competition is a little different from what we expected, according to our original plan, at least four people can make it to the top 20, and now there is only one left." Said a middle-aged man with a thin build, black and white hair, and a mustache.

"Isn't it normal for a plan to be a plan?" Diagonally across from the bearded man, a burly man in a black suit answered while eating steak.

"Not optimistic." A skinny man said.

"I remember that among the people who are expected to enter the main event, there are two of them that you recommended, right? Director of the Black Pole Gym - Black Wing. The bearded man asked pointedly.

What do you mean by that? Do you suspect that I have found two parallel goods? The burly man nicknamed Black Wing put down his knife and fork, looked at the bearded man and said.

"Don't forget, this is something that was discussed early in the morning, and if our people can't even get into the top ten in the end, then the previous efforts will be in vain."

"It's really funny, it's like the person you recommended is in, it's not the same waste, and you can't even enter the first round." Black Wing sneered, and forked another piece of meat into his mouth.

"My people are just unlucky, who would have thought that they would just run into Elkeson of the Heroic Martial Arts Association." The one-word bearded man snorted: "That's a freak, it's the same for whoever comes." ”

"Tsk, Master Aomori, you're still so good at making excuses."

"Your tone is still the same, why don't you challenge it, Elkeson is said to be the first person in the younger generation, and his strength is already comparable to that of a heaven-level martial artist, and he is only one step away."

"I see you're having itchy skin, why don't I ask you to practice first?"

"Well, I appreciate your request to be beaten."

The two of them pointed to each other, and they did not give in.

At this moment, an old man in a simple practice uniform interrupted: "You two stop for a moment, we are not here to quarrel. ”

The Aomori Gate Master and Black Wing glanced at each other, and they both seemed to be a little jealous of the old man, and they both closed their mouths.

"All the recommenders have been seen beforehand, so don't shirk your responsibilities here." The only woman among the five interjected, a mature woman in her forties, holding a thin cigarette in her hand, with long black curly hair and a tear mole in the corner of her eye.

"There are two people in the South Eight League who have made it to the main event, and we have to think about how to get Rock into the top 10 first." The old man continued.

"I'll make a meridian pill." The mature woman was the first to speak.

Everyone looked at her with some surprise, they didn't expect her to be so generous, although the meridian pill did not help to improve the realm, it was a precious medicine to temporarily enhance combat effectiveness.

Since some people set an example, after a moment of silence, everyone also continued to talk about their support.

"By the way, what's going on with what I said before? Have you chosen your choice? At the end of the party, the old man took a sip of tea and asked.

"It's arranged, two villains, one is in charge of one." Black Wing said as he slammed his knife and fork on the empty saucer and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"I hope the person you're looking for can be of some use." The Aomori Gate Master grinned sarcastically.

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The car returned to the mansion, and Gong Bing found through the car window that there seemed to be a lot of people in front of the mansion tonight.

The martial arts competition is a rare event, so many martial artists gather together, no one will give up such a rare opportunity to communicate, there are often martial artists coming and going in front of the mansion in the past few days, but there are many more tonight.

"Look, the Green Rosa is back!" A middle-aged man with blond hair in the crowd said to his companion.

"Well, what are you going to do now? Get on now? The companion, a dark-skinned man, asked, looking at the open car.

"Don't be in a hurry, someone is more anxious than me, and it will work better if you get on it late." The blonde man's eyes narrowed, revealing a sinister smile.

"This is not a martial arts competition, do we have to do it in front of so many people?"

"It's a rising star, don't you think it's more interesting?"

"Then you'd better pray that he won't be defeated by the others first." The black man glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, the money will not be collected." ”

"You really don't know me, am I the one who would mind stepping on one more foot? I just had to think about how to break his legs, one or all of them. ”

Gong Bing pushed the door and got out of the car, and saw Gart who was being blocked behind the door, a group of people surrounded him and said something, Gart just shook his head and didn't say a word, at this moment he saw Gong Bing who had just gotten out of the car through the crack.

Gat immediately showed a relieved expression, and immediately stretched out his hand to push away the person in front of him and walked towards Gong Bing.

But before Gat could walk in front of him, Gong Bing heard someone talking to him.

"Yo, you're the Green Rasha?"

Gong Bing looked for prestige, and the other party was a man about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a Chinese character face and a yellow practice uniform.

"I'm Gabriel from Greentown Luowu, who are you?" Gong Bing replied.

The nickname of 'Evil God' was first given to him by the people on the Green Town Road, which was originally only circulated in the Green Town, and it is estimated that no one knows about it out of the town, but now it has been dug up, but it has spread on the martial arts competition.

"Galcourt, who is in the Lower Sky Overlord Gate, specially came to ask for advice from the Green Luo Sha God." The man came to Gong Bing and arched his hand at him, looking confident, and he opened his voice and said loudly, as if he had a big horn, even if he stood thirty meters away.

The people around him were attracted by his voice and looked towards them.

"The Sky Tyrant? The name is a little domineering, but why haven't I heard of such a sect? Someone in the crowd said suspiciously.

"You don't know, don't look at the name of the Firmament Hegemony Sect, it's actually just a small sect, and it's not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition at all, in the past several martial arts competitions, they like to look for opportunities to compete with people everywhere, especially those who are famous in the big competition."

"Is it to be famous??"

"You guessed it right, and the most disgusting thing is that they always find a reason to spread it out whether they win or lose."

"Hearing you say that, this sect is really thick-skinned."

While everyone was talking, Galcourt had already taken the lead in attacking, only to see him rush forward, throwing his right arm in a semicircle on the way, and smashing a hammer fist into Gong Bing's head.

Galcourt didn't think that he could defeat Gong Bing at all, the other party was the one who entered the main match, so he only planned to have a few moves with Gong Bing, and then casually find an excuse to admit defeat and leave.

In this way, he can boast to others that he can compete with the masters who have entered the main competition.

With the sound of the wind, the hammer fist blew the hair on Gong Bing's forehead, and it looked very powerful.

However, Gong Bing just glanced at the other party for a long time, and slapped his palm on the opponent's fist at will, Galcourt suddenly felt a terrible huge force coming, and his arm was suddenly opened, and before he could exhale in pain, he decided that as soon as his chest hurt, the person flew out and crashed into the person who was close to him.

There was a sound of surprise at the scene, and everyone didn't expect that the competition would end at the beginning, and this Galcourt was defeated without even taking a move.

"I'm coming!" Then, a loud shout rang out from the crowd, and a burly man came out of the crowd: "I'm Xilang from Niujiao Village, let's take action, Green Luo Sha God!" ”

This burly big man didn't have the right mouth, and said to let Gong Bing make a move, but he attacked it first.

Horn Attack: Red Flame Palm!

Xilang is obviously afraid of following in Galcourt's footsteps, and he is a big move as soon as he comes up.

I saw that the skin of his two arms was red, and his palms were even more like fire, as if there was steam lingering, he closed one palm around his waist and did not make hair, and the other palm slammed upwards into Gong Bing's chest.

Qi Reverse Hegemon!

Shot-type double shot!

Gong Bing's palm was pale gold, and it continued to bounce out like an arrow from the string, crackling twice, Xilang's palm turned from fiery red to blue and black, and the high temperature contained in it was dispersed at once, and then Gong Bing kicked it in the face and rolled out far away.

One move, another move, the two challengers were defeated by one move, and the scene was in an uproar, but people immediately remembered that Gong Bing was a strong man who had entered the main competition, and they were relieved again, only to feel that the Green Luo Sha God really lived up to its reputation.

"Gabriel, be careful, a lot of people came after dinner, and they gathered at the door, and it seemed that many of them were coming for you." Gat, who finally found a chance to get closer, walked quickly to Gong Bing and said.

"It's an afterthought, but thank you for reporting the news, Garth." Gong Bing looked at Gart a little speechlessly, he had already done two rounds with people.

"Who else wants to take on the challenge? Hurry up and stand up automatically! Gong Bing turned around and shouted loudly at the scene.

Compared with Liujie Shiying, he is a dark horse, Gong Bing can know if he thinks about it with his toes, persimmons have to be pinched softly, and there must be many people who want to challenge him, so he must not be cowardly now, if he doesn't show off his muscles, he will definitely be annoyed to death in the future.

It didn't take long for a new challenger to appear, a tall, lanky man in his early twenties, with long hands and feet, and a monkey-like look.

"Needless to say, let's do it directly, if you can beat me, it's not too late for you to introduce yourself slowly." Before the other party could speak, he was interrupted by Gong Bing.

The thin and tall man's face was slightly cold, and he snorted coldly, and then rushed up with a quick stride, and slammed his fist into Gong Bing's face.

Gong Bing didn't even bother to lift his feet, opened his five fingers, grabbed the opponent's fist directly, and threw the tall and thin man out with a pinch, the latter crossed a big parabola in the air, and flew out at least twenty or thirty meters.

"Next."

Gong Bing said calmly, and a voice that seemed to have magic seemed to sound in people's hearts.

After a long time, a young woman finally came out again.

"Green Rasha, I'm from ........."

"I mean, you have a problem with your ears, right?" Seeing that the young woman was about to introduce herself, Gong Bing immediately interrupted.

"What did you say??" The young woman was stunned.

"Don't be like announcing the name of the dish one by one, I repeat, I'll introduce myself after I win, I don't think everyone is interested in knowing the name of the loser."

"The name of the dish? You're treating me as a dish, aren't you?"

The young woman's face turned red with annoyance.