As the young palace master of the Flower Shifting Palace, Hua Wuqian naturally sat on the upper seat, and he had been paying attention to the ring, and naturally he also discovered Song Ying's gaze on him for the first time.

"This guy doesn't want to talk nonsense" He didn't expect him to run away that day, and the guy who broke his daughter's body at this glance actually came to the martial arts conference again.

Jiang Beihe, who was sitting next to Hua Wuji, smiled and stroked his horns, "Dude, how about watching this competition?" The master of utopia is a rare master, and it is a pity that this young man has stopped here."

"Oh?" Hua Wujian was shocked but said, "There is no flaw, but there are different views"

"I would like to hear about it," Jiang Beihe said with interest.

Everyone present is a good player in the rivers and lakes, and it is natural to find that the novice in the rivers and lakes named Song Ying looked at the flowers for a long time as soon as he appeared on the stage, and I believe that the two must know each other.

It's just that the two know each other, which doesn't mean that he will definitely be able to defeat the master of Shaolin Temple.

How can the fantasy master Luohan Quan be so easy to think of?

A young man in his twenties.

"Master of utopia, ten moves will be defeated!" The paper fan in the hand is flawless, which makes people think of the word "Childe is unique".

It's just that Jiang Beihe pays more attention to what Hua Wuqian said just now, not an opponent?

"Why did the dude say that?" He asked, curiously.

"You will know when you see it" Hua Wujian pointed to the ring with the paper fan in his hand, smiling and extremely confident.

Which of the maids under the Shifting Flower Palace is not more powerful than any fantasy master? is not Song Ying's opponent, is there still suspense in this battle?

The more confident Hua Wuqian was, the more curious Jiang Beihe became.

Finally, the battle between the two sides began, and Song Ying withdrew his gaze to look at Hua Wuji, and was looking at the fierce master of Shaolin Temple.

"Offended!" With a loud shout, he unfolded his Luohan fist and rushed towards Song Ying, making a fierce move.

He has practiced kung fu for more than ten years, and every move has long been deep into the bone marrow, and the moves have long been mellow, and the momentum has risen to the peak for a while!

An old fist hammered Song Ying's head, his idea was that he must take down the young man in front of him within ten moves, after all, he is also a famous person in the rivers and lakes, if he solves an unknown junior, it will be a waste of time, I am afraid that the face will not look good.

The more he thought about it, the more energetic he became, and if there was a stone wall here, he would definitely hammer out a big hole.

Facing the Luohan Boxing that came over from the fantasy, Song Ying calmly pinched his five fingers, beaked the beak, and pointed towards the fantasy wrist, but the fantasy only felt that his wrist was smashed by an iron chisel, and he almost shouted out in pain.

Obviously, Song Ying didn't use all his strength, otherwise according to his actions, his intestines would be broken at best, and at worst he would become a piece of rotten meat, where would it just be a pain in his hands?

The utopian brows tightened, and the severe pain in the wrist was afraid that it would not be able to be used.

Song Ying's attack was not over, and then he perched up, his shoulder slammed into his chest.

The muffled sound of the bang made the utopian dream and the little novices ring the bell every morning when the temple did morning classes.

The muffled sound of the explosion in his chest made his breath bleed up, and he almost vomited.

Fantasy was hit by the force and leaned back, but his hands were dragged by Song Ying, a simple over-the-shoulder fall, although Fantasy tried his best to control his body, but now his arms are sore, such as being crushed by iron tongs, his chest and abdomen shook, and he vomited blood several times.

I can't lift any strength at all!

"Song Ying, win!"

When he mastered his body again, he found that he was already outside the ring, and he was rolling like a wild boar, rolling in a big circle covered in dirt.

As a person concerned, you can understand the danger, but in the eyes of onlookers, fantasy is a parallel import.

How can you pull and bump and fall, and win?

This is too easy, and then looking at the empty thoughts of falling to the ground and looking like they are going to pass out, everyone can't help but think in their hearts, this fraud is too obvious.

"Dude, your friend ......" Jiang Beihe hesitated, but he didn't know how to ask, could it be that your friend was playing fake boxing? Isn't that the Shifting Flower Palace offended to death?

"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try," Hua Wujian said indifferently.

"That's not necessary" Jiang Beihe shook his head, if it was fake, he would just get a good cheer if he won the battle, but if it was true, looking at how easy it was to solve his fantasy, he would definitely experience a hard battle when he stepped forward, which he didn't want to do.

The martial arts tournament is progressing very quickly, and the tournament will not assign you opponents very fairly, which means that it is very common for the third-rate players to play against first-class masters.

It is not uncommon to see a punch or a kick knocking the opponent out of the ring.

Song Ying often solves the opponent with one punch, the means are violent and simple, but he is impeccable, every time he sees him fighting, he is crushed, and many spectators naturally applaud.

Hua Wufeng is a chic style, and someone flew out of the ring with a snap of his fingers, and since he came on stage, he has not moved half a step.

There are three others who are making great progress all the way, one is the guy Song Ying knows, the protagonist of this world, Xiao Yuer.

There is also an old and a young, it should be Jiang Beihe and his son Jiang Yulang.

And when she saw her son-in-law Jiang Yulang wearing gold and silver, Song Ying figured out why he would come to the door to find trouble for no reason.

It should be this Jiang Yulang.

At the beginning, in the heartthrob bandit village, the only one who pretended to be dead and escaped was Jiang Yulang.

Now it seems that he should be doing something shady with the heartthrob.

Jiang Yulang didn't know that Song Ying was wary of him, but instead showed a smile and looked approachable, Song Ying just nodded.

"The next ones to come on the stage are two rookies in the rivers and lakes, and this way can be described as a soaring progress" In the host's shout, "Xiao Yuer and Song Ying!" ”。

If you win this battle, you can enter the final four.

"Friend, meet again" Xiao Yu'er saw Song Ying again and greeted him eagerly, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful and come here." ”

"You're not bad" Song Ying glanced at the small fish twice, and then looked at the flowers in the distance.

The most powerful thing about this version of the movie is that the first heroine Tie Xinlan played soy sauce, so that Hua Wuqian became a woman, and she had an affectionate love with Xiao Yuer, although it does not exclude the elements of spoof and comedy, but the atmosphere of the rotten house can make many people interested.

I don't know if the two are messing around now.

Song Ying's gaze made the two of them a little restless, Hua Wuqian felt a little inexplicable, glared back at Song Ying, and Xiao Yu'er, as an old driver, was more directly "Brother, didn't you fall in love with that little white face?"

"Little white face?" He felt that the plot seemed to be a little off, "You don't know him?" ”

"The skin is quite white, and the long ones are also handsome" Xiao Yu'er nodded, "The flowers are flawless, who doesn't know, but ...... Hey, you don't have to keep an eye on me, I don't like men, oh, my horse is there" He pouted at the side stands, and Song Ying turned his head.

An old man with a long beard was found standing on the stage.

Is the taste of small fish so strong?

Wrong!

There is fraud!

Song Ying hurriedly turned her head, and happened to see Xiao Yu'er pounce on, sprinkle lime powder with her left hand, and hit her with a fist with her right hand.

"Interesting!" Song Ying sneered, Jiuyang's internal strength was shocked, and all the lime powder was blocked, and then he hit the incoming fist with a punch.

The fists collided, and there was a feeling of being in the air.

It's a prosthetic hand!

Xiao Yu'er also found out that he was not an opponent, and began to use three indiscriminate tricks again.

Song Ying never rejects the three abuses, as long as she can win.

However, he was still a little unhappy to be used these tricks, and he moved it out of his way, grabbed it with his right hand, and scratched the side face of the little fish to catch the air.

Before Xiao Yu'er could congratulate himself on his quick reaction, a strong force actually sucked his head on Song Ying's right hand.

The body was reversed, and the little fish was pressed to the ground with his head on the ground.