Chapter Seventy-One: The Chosen Son, Chu Zhongxiang

But in fact, the old pavilion owner Qi had an indescribable pride in his heart: "Hahaha...... You old guys, you're a step too late!"

He always believed that being able to receive Lin Wudi, who had unlimited potential, as a disciple was the luckiest experience of his life.

"Wait until he awakens the talent of the spiritual master in the future, and see how you old guys are jealous of me!" looked intently as Lin Wushu walked around the field, and the ruddy and shiny face of the old hall master quietly raised a touch of pride.

On the battle platform, Lin Wudi and Zhang Ren had been fighting for 5 minutes.

Zhang Ren's methods were exhausted, and all kinds of attack moves were performed one by one, but all of them were easily defused by Lin Wushu with his body.

"This ancient yoga master, the attack is really tricky. Walking on the battle platform with a fluttering figure, Lin Wudi's expression was solemn, and he didn't mean to despise his opponent at all, "There are so many anti-joint skills, if it weren't for the fact that my body technique has reached the 'proficiency level', it will take a lot of strength to defeat them." ”

For his current body style, Lin Wudi has absolute confidence.

You must know that among the strong martial artists, there are not many people who have practiced the skillful level of body style, and it is naturally easy to use this level of body style to deal with the attack of a martial artist.

Therefore, although Zhang Ren made all his strange moves, he never posed a substantial threat to Lin Wudi, and it was not even easy to touch the corners of Lin Wudi's clothes.

"It's time. ”

Lin Wushu frowned, and suddenly decided not to dodge, but to ...... Crush each other head-on!

The reason why this battle has been going on for so long is that Lin Wushu simply wants to verify how powerful the skill-level body technique is by fighting with people with similar physical fitness.

It seemed that he sensed the battle intent surging out of Lin Wudi's body, and Zhang Ren's offensive became fierce.

In the next moment, Zhang Ren suddenly jumped forward, followed by a whip leg, and slashed at Lin Wuving.

"Snort!"

This extremely ferocious leg, with a low whistling sound that seemed to be able to cut through the air, made Lin Wushu faintly feel a sudden change in the trapezoid pressure above his head.

However, in the face of such a powerful and heavy leg, Lin Wushu did not dodge as before, but immediately sank and began to gather momentum.

"It's over. Lin Wushu muttered in a low voice, and at the same time raised his right fist violently, like a dragon out of the water, smashing it hard.

"Whew-"

His heavy punch struck out blatantly, like a flying fire meteor, directly facing Zhang Ren's soles.

"Click!"

The low sound of foot bones breaking came out instantly, Zhang Ren's entire body was thrown up with a punch, and in mid-air, a large mouthful of blood splattered directly from his mouth.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", Zhang Ren had fallen heavily to the ground, moaning nonstop.

"Lin Feng, win. The referee shouted.

"This punch ......"

At the forefront of the stands, those martial arts leaders in Jingzhou City moved their eyes to the old hall master of Qi.

Others may not be able to see it, but they have been in the martial arts world for many years, and they are naturally very sharp-eyed, and they can basically deduce that they are inseparable from Qi Yunfei's peerless Heavenly Collapse Fist at a glance.

But Qi Yunfei behaved lightly, without half an explanation.

"Old Qi, tell the truth, haven't you already taken this kid as a personal heir?" Seeing Qi Yunfei like this, the martial arts leaders suddenly became anxious.

Obviously, they all have a love for talents and want to grab Lin Wudi's "potential stock".

"Hehe...... old hall master Qi smiled slyly, but he was still noncommittal.

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Lin Wushu's defeat of Zhang Ren with one punch will undoubtedly cause a sensation like a storm.

Previously, countless people thought that the reason why Lin Wudi was able to rank among the top 32 was only because he was Secretary Qin's future son-in-law.

As for his true martial arts strength, few people think that he can be on the stage.

And now, no one dares to question him in the slightest.

After all, Zhang Ren's fame is well-known.

Among the low-level martial artists, he has always been a rare opponent with the magic of ancient yoga.

Among the younger generation in Jingzhou City, he is not as dazzling as Zhuo Yun and others, but his strength has never been underestimated.

Defeating Zhang Ren with such a strong punch can completely prove how strong Lin Wuving's strength is.

"Wise eyes, Secretary Qin. ”

"This Lin Feng, it seems that he is only a freshman, right? In this way, his martial arts talent is not weak, Miss Mengyi. ”

"Secretary Qin is really blessed. ”

............

For a while, the leaders of the municipal party committee, who were watching the game at the forefront of the stands, began to congratulate Qin Dakang one after another.

And Qin Dakang himself also showed a rare bright smile, which was a joy that everyone could feel at this time.

Indeed, giving birth to a child like a dragon is indeed the most gratifying thing.

On the battle platform.

After enjoying the thunderous applause and cheers from the surrounding stands, Lin Wuyi took a proud breath and walked leisurely to the players' rest area to enjoy the other players' games.

According to the schedule, today is from the group stage to the round of 16, which means that all his matches today have ended.

What he has to do next is naturally to understand the opponent's situation first, and then go home to recharge his energy and prepare for a series of big battles tomorrow!

"Yang Huai, win. ”

"Lijin, win. ”

"Yue Qingjin, win. ”

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As time continues to move forward, after Lin Wuving, the top 16 players continue to be born.

Until the end of the day, with Chu Zhongxiang becoming the last top 16 player, today's Shanshui Cup martial arts tournament schedule finally came to an end.

"Is this the legendary 'Chosen One'?"

After the end, walking on the way home with Qin Mengyi, Lin Wudi was in a reverie: "The treatment of this protagonist is really speechless...... He Chu Zhongxiang, an ordinary low-level martial artist, was able to reach the top 16. This luck is too good, isn't it?"

Although he had long thought that Chu Zhongxiang was the legendary "protagonist", Lin Wushu was still very emotional at this time.

Even, an absurd thought arose in his heart: Chu Zhongxiang may be able to advance to the finals tomorrow......

It's no wonder that Lin Wushu thinks so, it is really Chu Zhongxiang's good luck against the sky.

According to the strength of the low-level martial artist he has just become, there is actually no hope of making it to the top 16.

To put it bluntly, if he is eliminated in the round of 32 or 64, it is a matter of course, and no one will find it strange.

However, on this day, Chu Zhongxiang surprised everyone again and again, and smoothly became the top 16.

This has to make people feel that his luck is really good.

At 64 into 32, his opponent won directly without a match due to a sudden recurrence of an old injury.

And when 32 entered 16, his opponent actually had severe diarrhea and couldn't get out of the bathroom for half an hour.

In the end, the referee had no choice but to award him a loss.