The result of the second game was that Zhu Ping'an relied on the soul ability he had just acquired to knock out the tall and powerful Huo Li Wang with one blow, which made everyone at the scene unexpected, but they didn't expect that this young man who looked weak and couldn't help but have such a skill, and the audience responded with warm applause. The paramedics ran to the ring and carried away the unconscious King Huo Li on a stretcher.

The ring was lowered, and I wished peace to walk down, just in time to see Hemingway and Nero on the way.

"Anping, what's the result of the match?" asked Nero quickly.

"Do you still need to ask, seeing the applause of the audience and Anping's intact appearance, you know that he won. Nero and I still wanted to come to watch your game as soon as possible after sending Mi Guo to the infirmary and cheer for you, but we didn't expect that you would defeat your opponent in such a short time, you know, that King Huo Li is a real evolutionary, and he is by no means a character that can be easily defeated, you are really amazing!" Hemingway was also amazed, he didn't expect Ping An to win so easily.

"Oh, I also burst out of power that I hadn't tried before," Ping An scratched his head and said embarrassedly when he heard Hemingway's compliment. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly looked up and asked the two: "By the way, I almost forgot, how is Mi Guo?"

"Don't worry, Mi Guo has been handed over to the medical staff of the organizer, they are urgently treating him, listen to them, although Mi Guo's injury is serious, but it is not fatal, and his left arm is basically saved, as long as some in-depth treatment is done, with his cow-like body, he will soon be able to recover his health. Hemingway conveyed the doctor's diagnosis and treatment results to Ping An, which was the most happy and gratifying thing Ping An had heard since the game.

"I'm going to see him and tell him I won!" Ping'an said as he ran towards the entrance to the lounge.

"Oh, no, he's still being treated, if you go, it's inconvenient, and you've just finished the game and don't want to rest, then watch the next game with me and Nero, it will be an eye-opener for you." Hemingway said to Ping An.

"Yes, watching the master's game is also a kind of learning!" Nero also said to Ping'an.

"Okay!" Ping'an nodded, walked to the player's seat with Hemingway and Nero to watch the game, sat in the seat, he also glanced back in the direction of the lounge, and said in his heart: Mi Guo, don't worry, I have won the first game, and I want to win it back with yours.

At this moment, the voice of the long-lost hostess resounded again: "Please invite the players of the third game, Fuxing and Drunkard, to appear and prepare for the game!"

As soon as the words fell, two people stood up from the player's seat, one was a handsome young man, and the other was an old man with a childish face. The two walked side by side to the ring.

"That young man just now is really powerful, he knocked down such a big King Huo Li with one blow!" Fu Xing was still reminiscing about the game just now as he walked.

"Young man, you have to do it too!" said the drunkard, smiling at him.

"Yes, yes, old man, you have to be careful," Fuxing also said to him: "Once you are in the ring, I will not show mercy in the competition!"

"Yo, that's so scary, I can't stand you a few times with this old bone!" the drunkard still smiled.

After speaking, after the two glanced at each other with a smile, almost at the same time, the two of them left the ground with their feet off the ground, jumped 4 or 5 meters in the air from the stage, and landed lightly in the center of the ring.

"The third game, Fuxing vs Drunkard, start now!"

"Fuxing, Fuxing, I love you!" A large number of female audiences and fans of Fuxing were cheering for him, and the momentum was very huge.

"Old man, come on, don't lose!" There are also many viewers cheering for the drunkard.

Fuxing made a handsome wink at the female audience and female smashers in the stands, winning a wild shout and scream.

"Wow, your popularity is really strong, you should be a movie star!" said the drunkard with a grin to Fuxing.

"Actually, I'm here just to hype, the competition or something, I really don't have any interest, but my agency said that I have to win in order to have more popularity and greater fame, it's really troublesome!" Fuxing said, taking out a deck of playing cards from the palm of his hand and starting to rub them.

"Ah, you're really a big star?" the drunkard was stunned.

"Haven't you seen my movie?" asked Fuxing.

"Nope. The drunkard replied very simply.

"Then I've always heard a song, it's the song "Love You Love You Die and Live and Love Me Love Me Die and Live", which has topped the major music charts for six consecutive months!" Fuxing seems to like his song the most.

"What does that mean, old man, I'm confused," the drunkard looked dazed, and then waved his hand: "Forget it, old man, I live far away in the mountains, and I don't care about the world." ”

"Then why are you still here to play?" Fuxing was puzzled.

"It's very simple, the wine is running out and the money is gone, so I'll try my luck here and see if I can earn two dollars to buy wine. The drunkard pointed to his rosacea.

"Well, I have nothing more to say. Fuxing was already helpless, clenched his fists and put them in front of him, "So, let's hurry up and compete." ”

"Wait," the drunkard suddenly held out his hand to stop him.

"What are you going to do?" Fuxing was stunned.

I saw the drunkard take out a wine gourd from behind his waist.

"Is that a weapon, or is there another mystery in it?" Fu Xing stared at the wine gourd with unblinking eyes.

"I'll take a sip first. After the drunkard finished speaking, he raised his head and took a big sip of "grunt", "Good wine!"

"What? It's a drunkard!" Fu Xing had three black lines on his head, and he had already made such a position for the drunkard in his heart.

I saw that the drunkard finished drinking, pinned the wine gourd around his waist, his eyes opened violently, and a pair of red pupils showed a terrifying momentum: "Come on!"

Hearing the drunkard's words, Fuxing kicked the ground under his feet and rushed towards the drunkard with his left elbow in an instant, with an astonishing speed. "Smack!" The drunkard blocked Fuxing's high-speed elbow impact with his hand, but Fuxing's action was just a starting hand, and then, he stepped forward with his right foot, and his right fist swung out from the bottom up, and an uppercut hit the drunkard's chin. The drunkard was not ambiguous, sat back with his buttocks, leaned down with his body's center of gravity, grabbed Fuxing's elbow and pulled back with his hands, trying to dissolve Fuxing's strength by borrowing force, and at the same time making Fuxing's body lose its center of gravity. Fuxing also reacted in time, hurriedly saw the move, hurriedly picked up forward, and the knees of both knees slammed the drunkard's abdomen and chest continuously, Fuxing had no choice but to let go and retract it, resisting Fuxing's knee blows. However, as soon as Fuxing's second knee action was completed, and before his body landed, the toes of his calves were straightened up, and he switched from knee strikes to stabbing with his feet, and went straight to the drunkard again. When the drunkard saw that it was not good, his head was thrown back, his waist fell to the ground, and the whole person lay on the ground at once, and pushed the ground with both palms, and "stabbed" from Fuxing's crotch like a tanuki, jumped out four or five meters away before stopping, and then an oolong ske stood up. The first contact between the two people was completed in an instant, and many viewers didn't see what was going on, so they saw that the two of them had changed their shapes, but they had shifted their shapes. Fuxing's movements are clean and neat, free and handsome, never dragging mud and water, the whole process is done in one go; the drunkard is also experienced, calm and calm, the moves are novel and weird, and the moves are perfect.

"Yes, this kind of kung fu that young people can have, it is commendable!" the drunkard turned around and praised Fuxing.

"It's even more rare for the elderly to have such physical strength. Fuxing also admires this opponent very much, you know, the continuous attack just now, the average opponent can't react at all, and even if he reacts, it is rare to deal with it so freely.

"You mean I'm old?" the drunkard laughed.

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm your age, maybe I can have such a good skill as you. Fuxing hurriedly explained.

"Look at your trick just now, it should be 'Huadiao Fist', right?" The drunkard recognized Fuxing's moves, a gorgeous, elegant, fierce and ruthless ancient secret martial art.

"Yes, that's what I practiced. Fuxing nodded in reply, and couldn't help but respect the old man opposite. "If I'm not mistaken, the old man just made a drunken fist in the ground lying box, right?"

"Strictly speaking, it's called 'Drunken Eight Immortals'. The drunkard told Fuxing.

"However, I was just tempting, and I haven't done my best yet. Fuxing said to the old man.

"Well, I can see that you have reservations, so I'm looking forward to seeing your true strength. The drunkard looked at the handsome young man in front of him and liked it very much.

"Okay, then since the old man thinks so highly of me, I also respect you, although you don't want to listen to me, you have to say, as the saying goes, 'fists are afraid of being less strong', I don't want to take advantage of you in terms of physical strength and win you, and then I also feel that it is dishonorable to win, so I want to decide with you a move. Fuxing suggested.

"Yo, you didn't think I'm old, hahahaha," the drunkard laughed happily when he heard Fuxing's words.

"That's not what I meant!" Fu Xing explained.

"You only know that 'the fist is afraid of the young and strong,' but you know that the 'stick is afraid of the old wolf', in terms of physical strength and body, I am definitely inferior to you, but this is also the real purpose of my here. The drunkard said.

"The real purpose?" When Fu Xing heard it, it turned out that what the drunkard just said about making money and buying wine was false, Fu Xing thought to himself: I'll just say, what a lame lie to come to participate in such a life-and-death fighting competition in order to make money and buy wine!

"I'm getting old, because of drinking all year round, my health is getting worse and worse, but my hand-holding' 'Drunken Eight Immortals' can't just be lost, and the treasure that my ancestor has shed can't be broken in my life. So, I just want to find someone who can take over, I heard that there is such a competition here, and many talented people are coming, so I also want to join in the fun to see if I can find a good successor. The drunkard's real purpose for coming here turned out to be to find a successor to his martial arts.

"Although I have only been here for a short time, I have also carefully observed, there are four people who are very suitable to be my successors, they are the young man Mi Guo in the first game, Anping who won just now, the little monk in the audience and you, you are all young and qualified. The drunkard pointed to the two men in the audience.

"But, M|Guo is too stubborn, although enthusiastic, but also a little impulsive, I am afraid that he will get into trouble in the future, and must have a responsible teacher to teach him, but unfortunately my old man is also a loose person, so he was excluded first; as for the little monk, there should be his own master, so forget it; and the child named Anping just now, from character to qualification, did not say, however, I always feel that he has a special thing, and it is a very dangerous thing, and I can't make up my mind for a while; and you, since I signed up, have been in front of me all the way, and have observed the most recently, plus the first tentative confrontation with you just now, Hearing your identity make me make up my mind to pass on my boxing skills to you, and you will be the successor of the new generation of the 'Drunken Eight Immortals'!" said the drunkard as he pointed to the lucky star on the other side, who could listen attentively.

"What?me?" Fuxing pointed to himself, not believing it to be true.

"Well, especially after you said you're a big star, I was even more determined to do that. In this way, you can also use your star effect and brand to carry forward the 'Drunken Eight Immortals', I am optimistic about you!" The drunkard suddenly burst out with a wicked smile.

After listening to the drunkard's words, Fu Xing almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out, and thought: This old man originally wanted me to advertise his 'Drunken Eight Immortals'! However, Fu Xing also really likes martial arts, and he has also heard of this 'Drunken Eight Immortals', which is really a wonderful martial art.

"Okay, old man, I promise you, but we have to finish this game first, otherwise my agency won't do it, and they want me to use this to boost popularity!" Fuxing whispered to the drunkard with one hand over his face, for fear that outsiders would hear.

"Of course, I also want to see how much potential you have to give it to your fullest. The drunkard said to him, full of anticipation.

"No matter if you win or lose this game, I will learn from you the 'Drunken Eight Immortals'. Fuxing's face was full of sincerity, and he said to the drunkard seriously.

"I'll talk about it if I win. After the drunkard finished speaking, he took out the wine gourd again, drank it all, and then threw the wine gourd on the ground: "I won't need it in the future!"