Wang Ao stood in the ring, standing straight and tall, with a fearless momentum, but his expression was extremely arrogant, and he said loudly: "I don't know who came up to give advice!"

Voices were heard throughout the arena through loudspeakers around the ring.

At the same time, the big screen above the ring showed Wang Ao's basic information.

It's comprehensive, basically everything.

Let's not talk about height hobbies.

Just in terms of strength.

The Eastern District's "Shenglong List" ranked seventy-one.

Good at boxing, Liu Chun boxing, containing the artistic conception of wood, hiding needles in the cotton, and the staying power is amazing.

The host also took the microphone and looked at the many geniuses in the southern district, and asked, "I don't know if there are geniuses in the southern district!"

I didn't even think about the West End.

Obviously, except for Ye Xiao in the Western District, no one in the West District can defeat Wang Ao.

And now that it has just begun, Ye Xiao will definitely not play.

So, just ignore it.

This kind of action naturally caused a burst of anger among the warriors of the Western District.

"I'll go!"

An emaciated man named Qin Mu stood up in the southern district, ranked sixty-eighth on the "Hidden Dragon List".

He is also an extremely strong genius!

Nan Qinghuan, the leader of the southern district, nodded and said with a smile: "Come on, take the lead in winning one for our southern district!"

"Well, my blood is boiling!"

Qin Mu said, walking quickly to the ring.

The big screen naturally shows his information, good at fingering, sleepy wind fingers.

It contains the artistic conception of the wind.

When the host got off the stage, Qin Mu and Wang Ao stood ten meters apart.

The audience shouted the names of the two people, and the voices became louder and louder, and then fell silent again in an instant.

Because the game is on.

The first person who can't bear it is Wang Ao.

The tall body pounced as quickly as a wild beast preyed, and the man moved his fists like a shadow.

A punch blasted out, like thunder in the sky, and the space was dented.

Qin Mu's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to make a hard connection.

He practiced fingering, and he was not good at hard hitting, so he took three steps and called two steps, and his body flashed quickly to dodge the fist attack.

The slender ten fingers burst out like sharp arrows.

Dense, all over the mountains.

In an instant, the air and space are completely penetrated.

Thundered....

This is the movement of Wang Ao's fist bombardment in the ring, and the huge and hard ring seems to tremble.

But Wang Ao's complexion changed slightly, and his punch missed, facing Qin Mu's sky-high finger attack.

Quickly step back and swing your fists.

The fist wind whistled and stirred.

caused some of the fingers to deviate from the original direction, and some of them directly collapsed and annihilated.

And the fist wind went up with the trend, directly enveloping Qin Mu.

For a moment, Qin Mu had a feeling that he was carrying a mountain on his back, and while shocking Wang Ao's strength, he was also extremely unconvinced.

With a roar, the ten fingers kept popping out of the Dao Dao Fingers, strong and sharp, fast and dense.

Snort bang!

The fingers and fists collide constantly, making terrifying sounds and collisions like fireworks explosions.

Both of them held their breath, no one gave in, the dragon fought fiercely, the strength was evenly matched, and they fell into a state of anxiety!

All the audience watched with full attention, their eyes did not dare to blink, and the constant amazement was really wonderful.

A lot of people who bet heavily are unusually nervous.

On the presiding stage not far from the ring, several respected martial arts seniors were holding microphones to explain, and several seniors seemed to disagree.

Some people think that Qin Mu will win.

Some people think that it is Wang Ao, and they are very noisy.

Ye Xiao smiled slightly, this is also part of the competition, and it will be more interesting to have different opinions.

Otherwise, who would bet!

"Ye Xiao, who do you think will win!"

Aya Qingyun's beautiful eyes turned into a smile at the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Ye Xiao and suddenly asked softly.

(End of chapter)