Chapter Forty-Eight: Poisoned Milk!

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The martial arts venue was crowded.

Countless high-speed cameras above the ring rotate along the tracks, and everything is ready.

Commentary seats.

In addition to Tang Cheng, there are also two middle-ranking martial artists who are in charge of explaining together today.

The host voted the list on the public screen: "The Youth Cup represents the young generation of martial arts halls and students. ”

"Teacher Kang Hui, what do you think of the top 16 of this year's Youth Cup."

"Similar to last year, the Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall has entered 8 people this time, and the Qingzhou Spiritual Energy Academy has entered 7, all of which are at a normal level, and the only thing that makes me feel a little pity is the Chengtian Martial Arts Hall in our Rong City."

Speaking of this, Kang Hui shook his head.

"Five years ago, the Chengtian Martial Arts Hall could guarantee at least five places, but I didn't expect that none of them made it to the top 16 in Group A this year, but ......"

Speaking of this, Kang Hui couldn't help but be envious.

"The luck of their martial arts hall is so good, they were able to find Li Changqing, I heard that before the competition, Li Changqing was not even an official student."

"Eh, there seems to be a newcomer in the Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall this year, Sun Sheng? I remember the previous game, I don't think I saw him, right? ”

Wang Zhi touched his chin.

"And it's only 25 years old. Guys, do you know this young man? ”

Tang Cheng shook his head nonchalantly.

"Most of them are students from other cities in Qingzhou, and they happen to be from Rong City. The Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall was the champion last year, and it is normal to have a place to go straight to the top 16.

"And since you want to use the quota to enter, most of the strength of this Sun Sheng player is in the middle of the stream."

Kang Hui on the other side was much more careful, and he took out the list of participants in the Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall to take a closer look.

"Teacher Tang Cheng, don't underestimate this Sun Sheng. On the list of expeditions from the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym, he was the chief. ”

"Chief?" Tang Cheng frowned.

Shouldn't the chief be dedicated to every martial arts hall to compete for attention?

How can a place be wasted?

But the thought only came to him for a moment, and he shook his head nonchalantly.

"The chief is the chief, the second seat of the Rapid Star Martial Arts Pavilion is also at the peak of the lower seven-star, this chief, it would be good to have an eight-star."

When a few people heard this, they no longer paid attention.

Seeing that the atmosphere is already hot.

The host picked up the microphone and ignited the emotions of the audience with his passionate voice.

"Next, let us welcome the winner of Group B of the Youth Cup with warm applause, the talented players from the Chengtian Martial Arts Hall."

"Li Changqing!"

Now the atmosphere is bursting, and the door on the other side of the ring is open.

Li Changqing, who was in a wide robe with big sleeves and a snow-white robe, strode over.

This is Kang Tianchen's specially customized clothes for him, for a martial artist of Li Changqing's level, the wide robe and large sleeves are not an obstacle, but a shirt that can perfectly hide the flow of muscles, which is more suitable for Tai Chi performance.

As for tearing clothes, pulling sleeves.

No kidding, do you want to fight with a Tai Chi master who has mastered the power of listening?

The fabric of the clothes is also specially made to ensure that it will not be torn apart by the strong wind in the fight, and avoid the embarrassing scene of running naked while fighting.

Of course, if you take a punch directly, you can't stop it.

Chen Danqing sat in the corner of the audience and silently looked at Li Changqing who walked on stage.

The wrinkles on his face were huddled together, and a kind smile was piled up: "Stinky boy, it's quite handsome." ”

"Li Changqing! Li Changqing! Li Changqing! ”

The cheering around was like thunder, almost like the atmosphere of the home stadium.

Li Changqing strode up, and he stood in the center of the ring, ready to meet his first opponent.

As is customary, the first match of the knockout round starts with the winner of Group B.

The draws for the knockout rounds are all conducted live.

As the big screen turned, Li Changqing's first opponent appeared.

"The first game of the Youth Cup knockout round."

"Li Changqing player, battle, the second seat from the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym, Beixing player!"

Madden!

The first game is the favorite Li Changqing, who is the favorite to win the championship, against the second seat of the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym, and Beixing, who is at the peak of the Seven Stars.

Moreover, the former is from the Chengtian Martial Arts Pavilion, and the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym has been competing for many years.

"It's going to be interesting in this game." A hint of surprise flashed in Kang Hui's eyes.

"If Li Changqing had not been born, Beixing would also be a seeded player for the championship of Baoya, but I didn't expect to meet Li Changqing in the top 16."

Wang Zhi smiled playfully: "I remember that before, Wang Zhi eliminated the chief of the Chengtian Martial Arts Pavilion, Liu Yi, in advance during the top 32 matches, and almost made the Chengtian Martial Arts Pavilion miss the top 16 this year. ”

"It's kind of a report for a report."

The host asked in a hurry.

"Teachers, isn't there any hope for Beixing to win?"

"I can't say that there isn't, it's just that this opportunity is in another parallel universe." Kang Hui quipped.

The lower peak is seven stars, which is about equal to the crazy children.

Tang Cheng followed up with the last sentence and directly closed the coffin.

"Let me put it this way, if Beixing can survive ten moves, it will be considered a victory."

In the ring.

Beixing slowly stepped onto the stage, his face ugly.

In his heart, except for the senior brother, no one will be his opponent in this Youth Cup.

Who would have expected that Group B would suddenly kill Li Changqing, who had a bad year, and was met by him in the first round of the knockout round.

"Evergreen!"

At this moment, in the stands of the Chengtian Martial Arts Hall, a shout sounded.

Kang Tianchen waved his arm at Li Changqing and made a fist swing motion.

"Don't let them get complacent!"

Looking at Beixing standing in the ring, Kang Tianchen remembered that in the last training match, the other party didn't even move his hand, and only sent three players down, so that they couldn't win the entire martial arts hall.

Now, there's finally a chance for revenge!

Beixing turned his head and looked at the stands of the Ziwu Pavilion, everyone was quiet, they all lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to shout out cheers.

The entire venue was filled with Li Changqing's name.

Even his coach knew he had no chance of winning.

Beixing gritted his teeth fiercely, even if he lost, it must not be too ugly.

He is the peak of the lower seven-star rank, and he has to survive at least ten moves!

"Referee, I apply to use weapons!"

"Yes."

Next to the ring, a huge weapon rack was placed there.

In the martial arts competition, cold weapons are not prohibited, but they must use the uniform standard weapons of the venue.

Opponents can also choose to use it or not.

In the martial arts competition, there is no so-called bare hand must be bare hand, the blade is also a part of the martial arts, you will not only blame yourself for not practicing enough.

Even when the competition of the upper martial artists is held, the hot weapons will no longer be disabled, and many martial artists will even use high explosives, guns, etc. to assist in the use of their magical powers.

"Li Changqing, do you need it?"

"No, you don't."

Li Changqing shook his head indifferently and watched Beixing pick a big red tassel gun that was more than three meters long.

Beixing set up the gun rack.

The eight poles lie in taking off the gun as a fist.

And with the spear, his boxing skills can be regarded as a complete body!

Beixing's pupils flickered, and as expected, Li Changqing did not use the blade.

He calculated accurately, no matter how talented Li Changqing was, it was impossible for him to be self-taught with blades, and in a month's time, it was impossible for the other party's coach to teach him how to use blades.

That's his only advantage!

With the spear's range and sharpness, try to survive ten moves.

I can do it!

"The Beixing player is very smart, he calculated that Li Changqing's cultivation time is short, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to fight, and he wants to use this advantage to delay for a while."

Tang Cheng's eyes were vicious, and he said Beixing's plan in one sentence.

"That's true, with the help of the spear's offensive, the Beixing player should be able to survive ten moves." The other two are also in line with the Tao.

They appreciate Beixing's hard work, even if they know that they will lose, they have to do their best.

This is the spirit of martial arts!

In the ring, the referee raised his left hand.

Li Changqing's afterglow saw Kang Tianchen's excited face.

Since it is the teacher's wish.

He looked at Beixing, who was like a great enemy.

I'm sorry.

"Play, let's go!"

The moment the whistle blew, Li Changqing moved.

Here it comes!

Beixing's hairs stood on end, as if he was locked by a natural enemy at the top of the food chain.

Such a sense of oppression......

Beixing, you can, steady!

He pumped himself up, followed the sixth sense for a moment, and the body of the gun stabbed straight out.

Jiaolong goes to sea!

Li Changqing did not dodge or dodge, his pupils locked on the tip of the gun.

Under everyone's gaze, he slowly stretched out an index finger.

Whewβ€”β€”

The fingertip is in contact with the tip of the gun.

Fragile flesh touches steel.

It is the latter that has collapsed.

His muscles stretched and his movements were relaxed.

It was as if there was not a steel spear in front of him, but a piece of paper.

Li Changqing didn't even use much force, and his index finger moved forward like this.

Head, body, tail.

With the help of the power of Beixing's forward stab, it was simply divided into two.

Syllable.

The spear that split in two fell from it, and Li Changqing's index finger stopped at Beixing's throat.

Then he withdrew his right hand, his outstretched index finger in front of his eyes.

One move.

The venue was boiling.

Even Kang Tianchen in the stands rubbed his eyes.

"Coach, junior brother seems to have improved again?" Huang Xuan muttered quietly on the side.

If it is said that Li Changqing defeated Rong Heng last time, he relied on unparalleled blood.

This time, what he showed was his mastery of the power of the Transformation Realm.

Hou Chengtian, who was sitting next to Kang Tianchen, had a flickering eye, even though he had already roughly understood Li Changqing's strength through the video, he was still shocked today.

He remembered his previous choice to reject Li Changqing, and Hou Chengtian lowered his head.

Let out a long sigh.

Miscalculated.

Commentary seats.

Tang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

"Although we have long known that Li Changqing will win, we didn't expect that in just one month, Li Changqing not only raised his qi and blood to the next peak, but even his control of power was also perfect."

"I dare to say that even if all the invincible martial artists in the history of our Rong City are pulled down in the ring, Li Changqing is also the most shining one among them!"

At this moment, Tang Cheng has become a staunch supporter of Li Changqing, and he has been touted in various ways and spared no effort.

In the ring.

Beixing turned around in a daze.

He knew he would lose, but no one would have thought that he would lose so completely.

He walked towards the quiet stands, and at this moment, everyone in the Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall pursed their lips tightly.

Li Changqing's strength made them feel suffocated.

Is it really going to end?

"Beixing, cheer up, you are a martial artist."

"Don't give up easily!"

The calm male voice suddenly sounded in the ears of everyone in the Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall.

The voice......

!!!

Runner passage, broad shoulders hidden in the shadows, looking down on the face.

But at this moment, everyone in the originally decadent Rapid Star Martial Arts Hall stood up one after another, and there was no trace of sadness on their faces.

That, the invincible man is finally back!

"Chief Senior Brother!"

……

Today's schedule is tight.

Li Changqing had just left the ring surrounded by everyone, and the next match was about to start.

"Let's invite Qiao Yi from Qingzhou Lingneng University, and the player from the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym, Sun Sheng!"

Sun Sheng?

"It's been two big favorites in a row, and this draw is very good."

Kang Hui smiled and said:

"The first game is the favorite to win the championship this time, and the second game is the chief of the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym, that is, their opponent is in difficulty."

He turned his head to look at the other two.

"Do you think this strange Sun Sheng player will surprise us?"

"I think it's difficult, Li Changqing has shown us the limits that the next martial artists can achieve, whether it is qi or skill, they all deserve to be the first."

"Even if Sun Sheng is also at the bottom of the pinnacle, it will be difficult to surpass Li Changqing."

Tang Cheng couldn't wait to express his views.

The rest were also noncommittal.

"Indeed, Li Changqing's performance, even if it is put into the history of the Youth Cup, is basically rare."

Between words.

The two are already in the ring.

The moderator is still dutifully looking for topics.

"Qiao Yi is a six-star player, and he is much weaker than Beixing player. According to the relationship between Chengtian and the Second Martial Arts Gym, Sun Sheng should also pursue a quick victory. ”

"Commentators, what do you think?"

"How else can you look at it, it's nothing more than crushing with qi and blood, or crushing with skills, the chief of the Rapid Star Martial Arts Gym must have two brushes." Tang Cheng was still the first to speak.

"However, Zhuyu is in front, and with the display of Li Changqing, it is difficult for Sun Sheng to break out of the cage of the lower martial artist."

Qiao Yi chose the same decision as Beixing and used his blade.

And Sun Sheng, like Li Changqing, chose to be freehanded.

With the referee's order.

Qiao Yi is like a great enemy, how will he attack?

Just when his heart was uneasy.

Sun Sheng opened his eyes, and the golden light visible to the naked eye shot from the depths of his pupils, instantly shining on Qiao Yi's body.

Knock –

The game is over.

No blood, no skill.

Just a glance, Qiao Yi, who was a six-star in the lower rank, didn't even know what was going on.

And he fell with a bang.

The high-speed camera faithfully transmitted this scene to the entire venue.

Kang Tianchen's smile froze on his face, and Hou Chengtian had already gotten up, his pupils vibrating slightly.

Commentary seats.

Boom –

Tang Cheng swallowed his saliva, and a cold sweat broke out.

Kang Hui and Wang Zhi looked at Tang Cheng with strange expressions, and their tones were quite sighing.

"Teacher Tang Cheng, I didn't expect it, you are really a poisonous milk."

"What you said is indeed very right, in terms of qi and blood and skills, it is almost impossible for Sun Sheng to surpass Li Changqing."

"He really didn't get out of the cage of the lower martial artist."

"But ......"

The two of them are already going to live in Bengbu.

"If we're not mistaken, it's a spiritual impact combined with artistic conception, right?"

"A 25-year-old median martial artist, I didn't expect that this Mr. Sun Sheng, whom we have never met, is also a Tianjiao."

Kang Hui's gaze swept over Tang Cheng's stiff face, and he forced a smile.

"No matter how high the peak is, it is also a lower martial artist."

"But Sun Sheng, he has mastered the artistic conception, and he is about to enter the realm of a middle-level martial artist!"

Sun Sheng, who defeated Qiao Yi at a glance, suddenly used his mental power to impact.

And this is the sign of a median martial artist!