Seeing this move, Yang Qile was happy. Yo, it's really familiar, the last time I fought with Li Xuelian was this move, and now this Gong Wuyuan is also this move, it seems that I really have a relationship with this gossip palm! At that time, I was restrained by Li Xuelian three or two, but after so many years, now look at this Gong Wuyuan, it's really - vulnerable!

Yang Qi waited for the palace Wuyuan to rush to the front of him before he stepped out, and he also raised his hand and stabbed directly. But that Gong Wuyuan could only stab the air, but Yang Qi's fingertips stabbed directly into Gong Wuyuan's throat. Of course, Yang Qi didn't stab it with his real power, but it was enough to illustrate the gap in level.

One move, the winner is divided.

Yang Qi put down his hand and turned to leave. But that Gong Wuyuan's face was red and white, and he suddenly roared: "Impossible!", and reached out to hit Yang Qi's shoulder.

There was a big uproar in the audience, Yang Qi frowned, and the footwork under his feet changed, and he instantly went around behind Gong Wuyuan. Gong Wuyuan turned his head sharply, only to see a palm rushing towards his face and occupying the entire field of vision.

Hum, it was a muffled chirp in the air, and his palm stopped in front of him, but the fierce air currents made his hair collar flutter. Yang Qi said indifferently: "Stop, you've already lost." This kind of indifference faintly has a bit of Mr. Tang Da's essence - the clouds are light and the wind is light with the mountains looking up, but when he is angry, he can also make people crazy.

Cold sweat broke out on that Gong Wuyuan's forehead, and he suddenly shouted: "You can't be wrong, you just made it a gossip to swim around? You secretly learn my Gong family's boxing technique! You boxing thief!"

Hey, Yang Qi laughed out of his nose, he didn't believe that there was such a second thing in this world, but he really saw it today. Just as he was about to raise his hand to finish him, he saw a person in the crowd rise up, like a white lightning bolt in an instant, like a heavy cannon in the face of Gong Wuyuan. With a bang, Gong Wuyuan instantly spun and threw away with a twisted face, rolling down to the ring.

"Who is the boxing thief!" The person who came here has a good kung fu, a good voice and a violent temper: "Yang Qi's gossip palm was taught by my grandfather, dare to say that he steals boxing? I, Li Xuelian, want to be taught and understood! The palace family has stood up for me, let's have a good discussion!"

Li Xuelian's voice that suppressed the audience could calm the children of the palace family who were about to move, and immediately ran up to an old man who was serious about to pay off. It's apology and daoqian, so that Li Xuelian and Yang Qi have been persuaded to go down. The knowledgeable people of the palace family can't wait to go up and slap that Gong Wuyuan a few times, and the gossip palm is not monopolized by the palace family, and the boxing thief is really ridiculous, and it is really embarrassing!

After getting out of the ring, Yang Qi happily talked to Li Xuelian: "Girl, I didn't expect to meet you here, did you come with your grandfather?"

Li Xuelian seemed to have a good impression of Yang Qi, and said with a smile: "No, grandpa has other things, so I came by myself." I haven't seen you for a few days, and your skills seem to have grown a lot!" he patted Yang Qi's shoulder as he spoke, as if he was a friend of his friends.

Yang Qi haha smiled: "That is, if you also participate in the competition, I will compete with you again to see how much I have grown." ”

Li Xuelian shook her head: "I'm afraid we won't be able to bump into each other." ”

"Weishenme?" Yang Qi said unexpectedly: "It shouldn't be difficult to fight all the way with your skills, and I can't fight all the way up with my life, and I can always meet in the finals, right?"

"Hey, you also know that it's not difficult for me to fight those people, so I still have to fight with them?" Li Xuelian stretched out her hand and pointed to the formal formation of the ring: "Where is my battlefield." Grandpa often said that passing your hands is like climbing a mountain, one step at a time, how can you go to the sky if you don't climb a mountain?"

When Yang Qi heard this, his face was solemn, and he stretched out his thumb: "The girl said well, then you can go to climb the mountain, and I will go to the small mound to play with the sand and praise the experience first." After you finish climbing the mountain, don't forget that we will join hands again, and let me climb your mountain again!"

Li Xuelian took a sip: "Go, it's not in shape." Then she stepped into the ring, and it was time for her to play. Her opponent is not very old, it seems that he is someone in the younger generation on the day of the reception banquet, and it seems that there is more than one young person who thinks the same way as Li Xuelian.

Yang Qi thinks about it, the so-called name of the first person of the younger generation, the second person, etc., is just a name. Only the sects that need fame will go to great lengths to get one, and show off their strong momentum everywhere. And people with a higher pattern naturally have higher ideas, since they want to be the first, then don't do anything "young" first, but do the real first!

No. 1 in the world!

Yang Qi looked at the ring, and the idea of competing for the first place in the world suddenly rose in his heart. People who practice martial arts have a bloody nature, who doesn't want to stand in the wind and ask who is the hero in the world?

Of course he can't do it now, because the mountains and mountains ahead, and he has only just learned boxing for more than ten days. As far as mountaineering is concerned, he has no experience in mountaineering. But that's okay, now pack these small mounds and hills to practice and get used to the feeling of climbing. Once you're ready, it's time to climb the mountain.

And this is probably the reason why Mr. Tang Da uncharacteristically arranged him in the youth group. If you follow Mr. Tang Da's usual way, it is already gentle not to throw him at the muzzle, and a good thing like this bullying children will definitely not last long.

Thinking of Mr. Tang Da's urine, Yang Qi was full of excitement, and immediately came back to his senses and observed and studied wholeheartedly.

Observing in the official group and shiyan in the youth group, Yang Qi slowed down in every ring match, but experienced the subtleties of different punches more comprehensively and carefully. With each fight, the boxing path is changing, adapting to new knowledge and comprehending higher realms.

In the recent increase in frequency of slow visual aids, Yang Qi and the youth group are really a bit of a bully. But as long as he thought about it, ten days ago, any one in this group could beat him to the north, and any one of them would be ten times longer than him in martial arts, and he would fully realize the huge role of the dragon elephant Prajna Gong.

If so, seven days have passed, the juvenile group has long been finished, but the official group has just eliminated the most watery group of people and is about to enter the show. And the youth group, unconsciously, has come to an end.

Today is the day of the Youth Finals. Because it was the final, there were still a lot of people paying attention. The official competition was also temporarily suspended, and everyone waited for the youth group to decide the champion before starting.

"Please come on the court, Jingwu will be Yang Qi, against Siamese boxer Su Cha, the game will begin!"

Yes, in addition to Yang Qi, the other one who fought all the way to the final was a Siamese boxer. Siamese boxing, later known as Muay Thai, is a well-known ferocious fighting technique. Unlike Muay Thai in the day after tomorrow, Siamese boxing in this era is more brutal and even more fatal to practice. In order to exercise their hands and feet, the young fighters even had to hit the trunk of a coconut tree with glass shards sticking to it.

Under this practice of extreme overdraft, Siamese fighters generally die early, and after the age of twenty-eight, they will age unpresentably. But the fighter Yang Qi faced was only twenty-three years old, and it was when this vein was strongest and most ferocious. In the game, this Su Cha had a punch that broke the hand bones of the Eagle Claw Gate martial artist.

Seeing this Siamese boxer Su Cha, even many people in the official group looked serious. They weighed themselves in weight, and felt that even if they played, they might not win the other party. Especially the young talents who went to participate in the official group competition, their eyes were shining, and they were carefully watching Su Cha's every move.

"Play, let's go!"

With the referee's order, Su Cha rushed towards Yang Qi with a kick under his feet, and the fierce gaze in his eyes was like a fierce beast, which made people shudder. Yang Qi's face sank like water, and he dodged and blocked twice, only to feel that the strength of the opponent's hand was secondary, and the kind of fierce liliang that could pierce the bones through the skin was the most unbearable.

"Drink!" Su Cha shouted, and raised his leg with a high sweep, hitting the side of Yang Qi's head. Yang Qi squatted down and stretched out a kick to the ankle of Su Cha's other leg. Bang, with a muffled sound, Yang Qi hit accurately. But Na Sucha's legs were like iron, and the whole person steadied with a slight shake.

There was a contemptuous smile in his eyes, and Su Cha's leg that he swept out did not retract, and it was directly a thunderous split. Boom, the ring was split into a drum-like sound, but Yang Qi had already flashed behind Su Cha like a phantom, and had already grabbed Su Cha's shoulder with a hand.

With a sharp blow of his arms, Su Cha was thrown out with a hard back throw. Hit the ground heavily, Su Cha immediately got up and shook his head, watching Yang Qi roar angrily and rush up again, waving his fists with both hands and biting Yang Qi's body fiercely. But Yang Qi's feet were like phantoms, and his speed was obviously not too fast, but Su Cha couldn't touch it at all.

Bang, Yang Qi stepped forward in an instant, stretched out his foot and stepped on Su Cha's ankle, which was still the one that had just been kicked. As soon as Su Cha wanted to fight back, he felt that Yang Qi's shoulder hit his chest, and his sternum clicked twice, although it was not broken, but the whole person flew out upside down as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

"Ahh

Yang Qi's expression did not move, and suddenly a fierce sweeping leg was sweeping right on Su Cha's ankle - it was still the same one! There was a bang, and he was hit in the same part one after another, and Su Cha finally couldn't keep his balance and fell on the stage. Before he could get up, Yang Qi locked his whole person with a standard throat lock.

Su Cha struggled desperately, trying to break free from Yang Qi's clamps, but in the end, the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and he finally suffocated and fainted.

Yang Qi stood up and dusted off his sleeves, like a cleanliness person brushing off the dust. In the seven-day observation and competition, Yang Qi's boxing skills have made a huge leap, and his eyesight prediction is even more perfect.

After the referee confirmed the situation, he said loudly: "The game is over, Yang Qi of the Jingwu Club wins!" After unified evaluation, Yang Qi is the first in the world in the youth group!"

In an instant, there was thunderous cheers on the field. And the young talents who went to participate in the official group competition, their faces changed, and they all looked at Yang Qi with sinister eyes.

"The best in the world for young people?" This title is also worthy of him? Hmph, I would have met him!"