Chapter Ninety-Four: Tempering

"Audience friends," Duan Min'er said apprehensively as she stood in the ring, turned on her microphone, and faced the audience below, "I'm here to announce a special change for the organizers of the event. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"At the request of Qi Tao, the organizer specially agreed to change the knockout match of the No. 6 ring to a defensive battle!"

"The first to attack the master is Qi Tao himself!"

The news she announced immediately caused an uproar, and the people who eat melons naturally don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, but the reaction of the contestants is extremely fierce and they feel insulted.

They don't care if the tournament starts in a defensive format, but the point is, it does change at the behest of one of the contestants.

The players who watched Qi Tao's shot carefully just now admitted that he was very strong and could stand at the end of the ring, but that was based on the elimination format and the premise of being able to have time to rest and recover.

Now that Qi Tao took the initiative to ask to defend the ring, doesn't it mean that he has the chance to win and does not take all the other contestants in his eyes?

"That's arrogant!" said a middle-aged man in an earthy yellow military uniform.

"At such a young age, there is no one in his eyes, and he will pay it back in the future!"

The middle-aged man jumped up and jumped into the ring, his body was strong, and the muscles of his bare arms were as angular as rocks, which was quite conspicuous.

His qi is very vigorous, and he is a fourth-grade martial artist with a high level of cultivation, and at this time, someone in the audience has already exclaimed:

"That's Yu Bo, the foreman of Ningluo Construction Company, is he going to give up the battle for the final victory?!"

There were many clear-eyed people in the audience, and they could see that the speed that Qi Tao showed just now was not weaker than that of the fourth-grade martial artists, even if the enemy was not as good as Yu Bo, it would cause consumption to it, making the subsequent defense defeated.

Another person answered: "You don't understand this, Yu Bo has a solid net worth, there is no shortage of prize money for the competition, he participates in the competition purely for training." ”

"In the construction company, there are often a lot of newcomers with prickly heads, and Yu Bo is responsible for disciplining them, and he himself doesn't like people who don't know the height of the sky. ”

The man looked joking, he was also one of the contestants, but he was only a third-grade martial artist, and he was very unaccustomed to Qi Tao's actions.

A group of people were talking differently and looking forward to the fight.

In the ring, the referee stepped forward and said to Bo with a serious face: "Be restrained, don't make a mess." ”

"This is a talented young man. ”

The referee is a native of Qingjiang City, and this time he was recruited by the city to assist in the event, and he has a little friendship with Yu Bo and knows Yu Bo's strength.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Yu Bo nodded in reply, "But it is precisely because he has talent that he needs to be corrected when he is young!"

Yu Bo's eyes burst with light, and his fighting spirit was high, and the battle between the four products was the same, even if there was a gap in time between the two sides, the fight would be enjoyable.

On the other side, Duan Min'er was about to cry without tears, she thought she could report the debut of an unpopular dark horse, but she didn't expect the dark horse himself to die.

In fact, there is not much difference between the defensive battle and the wheel battle, and the first person to play will basically not be the winner.

In the form of defensive competitions, there is often a conformist, and the low-end warriors take the stage first, and then it is the turn of the high-level warriors.

When a certain martial artist exposes his strong combat power and makes others bow down, regardless of whether that martial artist still has full strength or not, the remaining players will not challenge him, because it is taking advantage of the danger of others, not martial virtue.

But at the moment, Qi Tao took the initiative to defend, and Yu Bo, who was on the field, also had a good reputation among the four-rank martial artists in Qingjiang City, and the possibility of him being able to hold on to victory was very small!

How the hell did the tournament organizers agree to his request?!

"Contestant Qi Tao," Duan Min'er bit her red lip and said pitifully, "While there is still time, let's stop letting the organizers change the competition back to the elimination form." ”

"Sister, I finally have a bright future, can you not die. ”

Qi Tao laughed and laughed, your splendid future, why does it have anything to do with me.

"I'm just an ordinary contestant, so I'm so embarrassed to trouble the organizers. He said shyly.

In fact, Qi Tao himself was quite surprised, he originally planned to stay in the ring with a dead face and forcibly change the game to a guard, but he didn't expect the organizer to agree.

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Duan Min'er had no choice but to walk out of the ring with a helpless face, and continued to cheer for Qi Tao in the live broadcast.

At this time, the referee gave an order and announced the start of the game.

"Young man, let me teach you how to write the word 'modest'!" Yu Bo shouted, and his thick fists struck out together.

His punching technique was peculiar, and when he made a shot, he did not cause a wave of air, but was delayed for a moment.

"Dacheng faction cannon fist, and it's already perfect. Qi Tao raised his eyebrows and recognized this martial art.

There are many kinds of cannon fists, and the one used by Yu Bo is one of the more peculiar ones, the straight punch is swung out, in addition to the impact force, there is also the tearing power that spreads outward, like a cannonball exploding, it is difficult to defend.

In the face of the strong attack, Qi Tao was not in a hurry, and stood firm, his palms were like a pair of pu fans, whistling with a strong wind, and slapped up.

Between the collision of fists and palms, waves of air rolled up, and the ground of the ring was cracked, showing the domineering power of both sides.

"Sure enough, I have the ability!" Qi Tao's face was overjoyed, he quickly withdrew his palms, his steps changed, he bent his body down, and then he flicked it suddenly, and a punch rose into the sky.

At this moment, he ran the Xingyi Bear Fist, and his brute strength soared, but Yu Bo was able to fight him hard, which really met his mind of wanting to temper himself.

Qi Tao didn't use all his strength, but limited himself to the normal level of a four-rank martial artist, and he needed to prove himself in a close fight.

He deliberately released the qi, but it was also limited to the fourth grade, and he used the mystery of the illusion technique to change the characteristics of the qi.

This is a misleading way that makes others think that Qi Tao's exercises are very restrained, but when he shoots with all his strength, he will expose his qi, and at the same time confirm that he is just a fourth-rank martial artist.

After all, it is now outside the gate of the Feipeng Martial Arts Pavilion, Shi Chunfeng may be inside, he has been in contact with the paper bag monster before, if he doesn't make some changes, it is inevitable that he will not be recognized.

"Damn, underestimate this kid!" Yu Bo scolded inwardly, his body took two steps back, and at the same time, he waved his arm to block Qi Tao's sky-high fist, and then kicked his legs, but Qi Tao retreated to dodge.

He felt a little numb in his fists now, which was caused by the collision with Qi Tao's palms just now.

"This kind of strength and momentum is indeed the Xingyi Bear Fist of the Hongchang Martial Arts Gym," he exclaimed, "To be able to practice the Xingyi Bear Fist to this point, and there are also four grades of cultivation, I'm afraid that even the son of the Qin Pavilion Master does not have such a talent." ”

"No wonder it's so arrogant. ”

Yu Bo grinned, this is also in line with him, the stronger the opponent, the happier he will fight.

He swallowed his breath, and the internal qi in the dantian began to boil and flow, gathering in his fists, brewing explosive power!

With a "hum" sound, a jade-like brilliance appeared on his hand, and he exploded and swung his fist with the momentum of a storm, Qi Tao was able to dodge the fist, but he couldn't avoid the tearing energy.

In particular, his fists continued one after another, so that the tearing energy that should have been instantaneous was retained by traction, and it became bigger and bigger, as if there were countless cannons, which were hitting intensively!

Cannon fist secret technique - cannon fire!