Seeing the crowd below, Man Jianghong suddenly walked to the seat of the research institute, bowed deeply to the rostrum, and asked, "Dean Lin, can I speak on behalf of the research institute." ”

Lin Bin instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw the child's face with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, his expression was very anxious, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and did not answer immediately.

The problem is not that his rank is low and young, nor is it that he is worried that he will betray the research institute, the key is that this product is unreliable!

Look, since he entered the research institute, he almost didn't eat the cafeteria, and he also encouraged the trend of gambling; he "looked" with squinting men and women, and almost didn't feel ashamed to sweep the floor and pretend to be a masked superman, and the two masters of Qian Fei and Zhang Baocheng are still haunted by it; especially in the small town, the heroes came out strong, and almost didn't lose their lives.

It was a good situation, and he defeated the samurai to win the game, but he was good, and he had to kill the whole game, isn't this nerve?

Long Chen tapped on the table and nodded slightly to Lin Bin. At this point in the party, he has not said anything, nor has there been any mood swings, but his clear eyes reveal the confidence to control everything.

"Yes...... But ......"

"Thank you!"

Lin Bin hesitated before he spit out the word "can", and Man Jianghong immediately thanked him with lightning speed, without pausing for a second, and quickly turned around and walked towards the Wulin seat, forcing the dean to swallow back the "but" and the long series of words behind.

"I, on behalf of the Academy, will fight three battles, and you will choose a samurai, a martial artist, and a hall to fight one battle each. If I win two rounds, you will immediately quit the institute and will not be entangled. If I lose two rounds and the institute closes and disbands, you must leave immediately. ”

Use the previous propaganda to pave the way, let out the words to suppress these martial arts people, make them suspicious, and then ask for Shang Fang's sword from Dean Lin Bin, relax the conditions, and the other party will accept it eight or nine times out of ten.

It's like the five tyrants of the dragon who brutally stipulate that there is only one fight, and people are not stupid, how can they agree! Quarrel and quarrel, and wait until a slap in the sky is slapped, and everyone is finished!

Although this gamble is of little significance to "Bright World" and the South China Sea faction, it is a rare opportunity for the martial arts people in the north and south of Vietnam to grow their faces, not to mention that they do not need to pay any price, they will definitely seize it firmly.

Time is urgent, every second counts, and what I am most afraid of is that the two sides are entangled and the party is delayed. Regardless of whether he won or lost, as long as the party dispersed, he lied to Dean Lin that there were terrorists who had planted bombs in the courtyard, and he would evacuate the people first. As for the duel between "Bright World" and the South China Sea faction, it has nothing to do with the master.

Well, this plan is full of loopholes, if Dean Lin doesn't listen...... I can't care so much at the moment, let's take one step at a time!

Oh, the dean and Long Wu's faces are ugly, and the master doesn't bother to pay attention to it!

Hearing Man Jianghong's conditions, Han Qing hesitated. There is really no brilliance in beating other samurai with martial artists and palaces, but forcing the research institute to close is another great achievement, which is really tangled!

"Promise him!"

In a whisper, a clear voice drilled into Han Qing's ears, and suddenly his body sank, and he subconsciously looked at Guo Chunhai, but saw that he was still facing back, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Sound transmission into the secret is to condense the sound waves into bundles, and send them out with the true qi, which can be done in the halls above the intermediate level. But if it is sent out with its back to it, it means that the sound wave has to go around the bend to find the receiver, which is not a little difficult.

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Han Qing slapped the table and stood up, didn't talk nonsense, turned around and pointed to the crowd, and shouted, "Ge Bao, you represent the samurai in the first battle." ”

This Ge Bao is a disciple of the Iron Hammer Sect, a high-level warrior, with a huge body, like a pair of meteor iron hammers and small watermelons, dragging the iron chain and clanging, standing in the ring like a mountain of meat, the appearance is really a little scary.

When Man Jianghong saw his opponent coming to the stage, he rushed down the stage, grabbed something on Wang Jing's table and quickly rushed back, raising the blade in his hand, which was a plastic knife!

That's right, it's the plastic knife for cutting mooncakes that every table has, jagged, half a foot long.

Everyone was amazed. Damn, this girl is too big! Also, it's so embarrassing that you're running around in such a hurry, rushing to be reincarnated!

Ge Bao's meteor hammer has been improved to have a hammer handle and dances like a traditional hammer. However, there is an iron chain attached to the back of the handle, which can be thrown out to hurt people, and can be used in close combat to reach far. But after seeing the video of Man Jianghong crossing the sixth and eighteenth levels and breaking Binghu's arms, his heart was very furious. Do not seek to break the enemy first seek self-protection, take root under your feet, probe forward with the left hammer and lift the right hammer up, but put on a defensive posture.

Ge Bao's posture was just opened, and he felt a slight itch in his lower eyes and face, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. Looking down, a hard plastic knife was pressed against the left eyeball. He instinctively took a step back, and swung his left hammer sideways to knock the hand holding the knife, but he saw a figure flash in front of him, and the knife was against his right eyeball again.

This time, the tip of the knife obviously increased the force, and it hurt the eyeballs. Ge Bao was not stupid to his grandmother's house, and he knew that if he moved again, he was afraid that his eyes would not be protected, so he had to work hard to maintain the posture of holding the hammer, and sweat was dripping down.

Man Jianghong calmly took three steps back and threw the moon cake cutter behind him.

Everyone knows that there is no suspense in the first game, but the two sides have not started yet, but it seems to be over, is it counted?

The observers looked at each other, feeling that Han's IQ was really limited. Since it is clear that the first game is a free gift, why not be single, only better than the second game? Like this, three games are determined to win or lose, and it seems that Wulin has taken advantage, but in fact, it is very disadvantageous. If the martial artist loses, the temple will not have a chance to play, and if the martial artist wins, the palace will not need to play.

"He's sneak attacking!" shouted someone in the martial arts seat.

Ge Bao gasped for a few breaths, and suddenly the right hammer flew out of his hand and smashed down diagonally, while the left hammer sank and flew out diagonally. As soon as he made a move, he was the most powerful move, "two ghosts slamming the door", but in his heart, he was totaling, and if he couldn't hit, it was no wonder that Lao Tzu didn't surrender without a fight!

Man Jianghong took half a step back, his movements were as fast as a ghost, and his left hand copied from top to bottom, as if he had picked up a hammer from the air to hit another hammer. I only heard a loud "bang", the two hammers stuck together, Man Jianghong walked with a half-bow and half-arrow under his feet, and with his left hand fishing for the moon, he grabbed the meteor hammer that turned into a gourd-shaped.

That look, handsome!

The woman's screams immediately rang out at the scene, and there were all the stations.

"Get out!"

Man Jianghong smashed the "iron gourd" under his feet, but in fact, his hand was numb by the force of the collision of the two hammers. Ge Bao didn't even dare to put another fart, so he dragged the chain and left. This hollow hammer is not easy to build, but it can't be lost.

Han Qing, as the leader of this gathering between the north and the south of Vietnam, wanted to suppress the research institute more than anyone else. Seeing that Ge Bao was defeated and retreated, he didn't panic, the first formation was originally a formality, and he wanted to consume the physical strength of that little monster, so he didn't care if he didn't achieve his goal. The second game is the key, who should be sent?

He was calculating, and Guo Chunhai's cold voice came from his ears: "Call Wang Daqing to go!"

......

Man Jianghong silently moved the eyes of the sky, looking at the ordinary middle-aged people who slowly stepped onto the stage, and was horrified in his heart.

Although this man was sitting in the back row, the seat next to him was empty, and he obviously did not know the others. Medium stature, mediocre appearance, but severe and tough temperament, which is very different from the oiliness of other Jianghu people. Looking closely at its body, the breath is abundant and long, and it forms a misty sea of qi in the lower dantian three inches below the navel, which is stronger than the ordinary middle-level hall. But there is no true qi overflowing from him, and he is indeed a high-level peak martial artist.

After Wang Daqing came to power, he made up his mind and hugged Man Jianghong with the courtesy of his peers, with a standard and impeccable posture.

After Man Jianghong returned the salute, he saw the other party's left foot step forward half a step, twisted his waist and sat on his hips, his left arm was raised diagonally upwards, his right arm was stretched flat, and the middle fingers of his clenched fists were protruding obliquely downward, but it was a plum blossom mantis fist starting style. He had never had a good impression of the shape fist, but at this moment, he felt that the middle-aged man on the opposite side who had no authority instantly turned into a fierce and restrained iron cast mantis, and he was in danger of being torn to pieces if he moved slightly.

He bowed his head and pondered, and rushed forward like a flash of lightning.

"Brush", a phantus appeared on the ring, and seventeen or eighteen fists appeared, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Man Jianghong has improved far more than a step compared to the time of the fierce battle in the town, which is the peak state of his close combat, without reservation.

Wang Daqing is not in a hurry, hooking, hugging, picking, hanging, tricking, winding, splitting, slipping and other techniques make meticulous, fish scales are scattered like plum blossoms, praying mantis spreads its wings, shepherd boy guides the way, white ape steals peaches and spreads out like flowing water, and it is as accurate as a textbook. Although his body is slightly inferior, his tricks are skillful and exquisite, just right, and he immediately suppressed Man Jianghong.

The people in the martial arts began to whisper, the mantis gate of Caoguanxi in South Vietnam is the last stream of the tributaries, when did such a big master come out? And Hua Rong and Li Tie glanced at each other, their expressions were complicated, and they vaguely guessed the identity of this person.

On the other hand, Man Jianghong, what cannon fist, collapse fist, Hong fist, what sticking to the mountain, winding hands, kicking the purple gold crown and so on in a mess, often not in place, halfway to give up, but he was connected together at a galloping speed, just like a dazzling set of boxing methods.

The crowd is jaw-dropping!

With martial arts, this is how the tall research institute cultivates people?

Isn't this the legendary rogue god fist? I just had to stuff a brick into this thing's hand.

After more than ten seconds, the two separated, and Wang Daqing was as energetic as a bow and as a ball, showing the demeanor of a master. He was punched twice in the arm, but it was like tickling, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, this kid doesn't seem to be surprising except for his speed, why is his strength so bad!

Man Jianghong's appearance was much more embarrassed, panting, he was hit five or six times, and even his shirt was torn into strips. He simply ripped off his shirt and put his upper body naked, which caused several women to scream, and Bing Ling hung his head even more blushing, and couldn't help but look at it secretly after a while.

After eating and drinking in the research institute for more than a month, the effect is very obvious. At least there are countless ribs on the body, the skin is fair and smooth, the muscles are firm, and the lines are soft, which makes several merry young women sitting on the martial arts seat eager to pounce on it and take a few bites. And Wang Jing looked at the blood marks on his chest and back, and his heart hurt so much that tears almost flowed out.

Everyone in the research institute looked serious, and the observers were silent, but the martial arts seat breathed a sigh of relief and was overjoyed. Han Qing felt more and more that Guo Chunhai was unfathomable, this Wang Daqing was not even familiar with the situation, how did he know that he would definitely win this game?

Man Jianghong stared at the other party with squinted eyes, looked at the sea of qi at his dantian, and reformulated his tactics.

Weird, weird!

The true qi in Wang Daqing's body is extremely solid, even if it can't overflow, it should be attached to the fist to invade the opponent when he hits, why don't he feel it at all? Could it be that he is deliberately suppressing, so why?

The two fought again, and ten seconds later, Man Jianghong was repelled by a praying mantis cicada for several meters, and several small blood holes were poked out of his chest and back. Everyone's eyes were on the stage, and he was afraid that the wound would heal too quickly, so he simply wiped the sweat and blood, and his entire upper body was drenched in blood, and he looked very miserable.

In the press seat, Miss Wang had already stood up and covered her mouth, and she almost couldn't help shouting "stop".

The observers began to murmur. Originally, this level of combat was not attractive to them, but they found that Man Jianghong was extremely fast, and his moves were messy but sharp, especially after receiving more than a dozen heavy blows in a row, he felt a little interesting. As for shedding a little blood, that's not a problem at all!

Wang Daqing was kicked to the lower abdomen, although the strength was not heavy, it was also a little uncomfortable. The sea of qi in the dantian was churning, a little true qi was stirred, and the meridians began to run automatically, and it took him a little effort to suppress them back.

In the third round, Man Jianghong seemed to be hysterical, and frantically pounced forward, ignoring being elbowed, flirted, and hammered dozens of times. He seized the opportunity, his speed suddenly increased again, and a fierce step punch hit the opponent's dantian firmly, and he was also kicked out of several meters by a broom, lying on the ground like a toad.

It's uncomfortable, it's all painful, and the last blow exhausts all the physical strength. Moon poop, spicy mom! The master is desperate to help you loosen your breath, no need to thank you. Let's fight for character and see if God gives face.

He simply lay down on his back to the sky, panting, but his ears listened to Wang Daqing's footsteps, and he silently counted in his heart: one, two、......

There are no rules in advance for this ring fight, but it is customary to say that if one side falls out of the ring or has no strength to fight again, it loses. At the moment, although Man Jianghong was lying down, he did not admit defeat, so Wang Daqing still pressed forward.

The women raised their hearts to their throats, but Qunhao felt that Wang Daqing's performance was a little strange, how could this step be like a landmine? There was even a palace master who looked at Taixin who was just a martial artist cultivator, and a sense of danger rose in his heart.

Wang Daqing's steps were extremely dignified, as if he was forcibly suppressing something. One step, two steps, but the third step hung in the air and could not fall, his face was distorted and red, and the mist on his head was steaming.

At this moment, with a cold snort, a cold aura in the martial arts seat stabbed at Wang Daqing, like a frost blade in the cold night.

Wang Daqing's steps fell heavily, and the breath in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he rose to the sky.

This momentum, like a tiger roaring on a hill, an eagle strikes the sky.

The people in the field who were slightly lower in cultivation all shuddered.

The hall is a middle-level hall!

The people in the martial arts were all dumbfounded, Long Chen and Die Wu did not change their faces, but Long Wu blamed himself. fainted to death, and even forgot to check the other party's realm carefully, which almost made Jiang Hong suffer a big loss!

The tentative cold breath shrank back, Guo Chunhai slowly stood up, and walked to the ring, his face extremely ugly.

When Wang Daqing's palace coercion was released, Man Jianghong rolled to the side of the stage and stood up, proud.

Damn, you are a vegetarian when you are a master! The palace pretends to be a martial artist, and you have bad intentions, so naturally someone will deal with you! Alas, I really don't know which side of the person you are always on, and you are in a hurry to obey the power, so the master has no choice but to take care of revealing the old man!