"Boy, see if I don't beat you half to death." When Ji Lang saw Feng Fan on the field, he smiled hehe, and waved his casserole-sized fist at Feng Fan.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, no matter how good you say, it's useless, and you can see real kung fu under your hands." Feng Fan looked at this very big monster and couldn't help but joke. This monster is also a little powerful in the original plot, but when he fought with Little Wukong, he was frightened by Little Wukong's powerful power and surrendered directly.

"Roar! You're dead! ”

Seeing that both of them were on the field, the host shouted, "Okay, since the two contestants have come, the game has officially begun!" ”

With that, the host withdrew, and only Feng Fan and Ji Lang were left on the field.

As the host in the audience started the game, Ki Lang looked at Feng Fan with a sly look on his face, and then he suddenly opened his big mouth, and a purple sticky substance spit out of his mouth, and then directly wrapped around Feng Fan. Taken aback by the sudden attack, Feng Fan failed to respond in time, and then became entangled in the purple sticky.

I don't know what this purple sticky thing is, it is very tough, after being wrapped around his body, Feng Fan's hands and feet are bound, it is difficult to move, and he can't break free, with Feng Fan's current strength, he can't break free of this purple sticky thing at all.

"Hahaha, you kid is dead, if you hit my magic rubber ring, you're finished, no one can break free from my magic rubber ring!" Ki Lang laughed, and then waved his fist, seemingly preparing to repair Feng Fan, who had no power to fight back.

Kilang walked over step by step, and with each step, the entire competition platform trembled. Seeing Ki Lang coming over, Feng Fan just looked at him with a calm face, and then a mockery appeared on his face.

Just as Ji Lang walked over step by step, suddenly, white light surged out from Feng Fan's body, these white lights were as sharp as knives, and suddenly a sword intent surged out, filling the sky. Looking at it again, I saw countless sword qi crisscrossing around Feng Fan's body, and then these sword qi directly shattered Ji Lang's magic rubber ring!

"What!?" When Kiran saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide, his face was different, he didn't expect someone to shatter his magic rubber ring.

"Referee, referee, is this really okay?" Ji Lang pointed at Feng Fan, because he saw two extremely sharp long swords appear on Feng Fan's hands, and he didn't know when he took them out.

When the host saw it, he was also a little uneasy, "This, Feng Fan, the rules of the conference are not allowed to carry weapons." ”

Jackie Chan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was shocked when he saw this scene. Feng Fan's trick is similar to his self-created Turtle School Qigong, which is to release the energy in his body to attack the enemy, but Feng Fan's performance seems to be more powerful!

"This kid is not simple. It seems that his origin is very extraordinary. ”

Jackie Chan muttered to himself, but he didn't have any curiosity to find out where Feng Fan came from, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

Feng Fan glanced at the host, and then said very indifferently, "This is not a weapon, but the true qi in my body, so it's not a foul, right?" After saying that, after the true qi in Feng Fan's hand dissipated, the two sharp long swords also disappeared, and he pointed at Ji Lang again. This guy spat out that disgusting rubber band from his body, if it doesn't count as a foul, I don't think either, right? ”

"This, this." The host didn't know what to do, and then he had to go back and discuss it with the referee. Feng Fan and Ji Lang could only wait on the side, Ji Lang also glanced at Feng Fan from time to time, and his face inadvertently showed a look of fear, after all, Feng Fan shattered his indestructible rubber ring, if it hit him, he probably didn't know how to die.

After a while, the host finally discussed it with the referee.

"After the unanimous determination of the referee, the true qi that Feng Fan said can be used, and the conference does not prohibit it."

After listening to the host's words, Kierang's expression twitched. Although he really wanted the conference to prohibit Feng Fan from using the true qi he said, his own magic power rubber ring was spitting, how could he have the face to talk about others.

"In that case, the game continues!"

After the host announced the continuation of the game, he left the field, leaving Feng Fan and Ji Lang on the field.

"Boy, even though you have that kind of thing, it's okay for me to beat you." As he spoke, Ji Lang's huge body walked towards Feng Fan, in order to show off his strength, Ji Lang's every foot contained a very heavy force, and then the ground rumbled, looking very imposing.

If this was an ordinary person, it would definitely be frightened, but Feng Fan laughed secretly in his heart. Ji Lang's strength is also the peak of the first stage of the potential chain, compared with him, it is far worse, but in order to play with Ji Lang, Feng Fan deliberately showed a very scared look, and Ji Lang was secretly happy when he saw it.

"Boy, I think you still admit defeat, have you ever seen a big fist in a casserole? With your small body, I don't think I can take a blow from me, and I'm going to be beaten into a small cake. ”

But soon, Ji Lang's screams came out, and Feng Fan didn't use the true qi in his body, but relied on his huge strength to directly grab Ji Lang's tail, and then slammed him to the ground, and the onlookers around him were dumbfounded.

"I throw in the towel, I admit defeat."

After being beaten violently by Feng Fan, Ki Lang, whose face was swollen, had to surrender with a small white flag.

Looking at Ki Lang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, Feng Fan clapped his hands, since he came back from the Valoran Continent, he has been suppressing an evil fire in his heart, and now there is an eyeless collision, where can he let it go. And Kirang's skin is rough and thick, and it is very durable. So, Feng Fan let out a sigh of relief unceremoniously, and his heart was refreshed.

"Okay, the first round of the competition has ended, and the big showdown between the remaining four players will start in the afternoon! Who can get the title of the first in the world, we will wait and see! ”

It didn't take long to play four matches, and in order to give the players better energy, the referees decided to play the semi-finals after the lunch break.

"Brother Feng Fan, the afternoon game is me and you, haha, I will go all out!" Little Wukong touched his fists and said to Feng Fan.

"I'm not going to show mercy." Feng Fan opened his mouth and said, he knew that Little Wukong had great potential, and he also wanted to fight with Little Wukong to try how strong his strength was. At the No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the world, you don't have to worry about others sneaking up on you, and you don't have to worry about what despicable means the other party will use. The world's first martial arts meeting is a contest between men and men!