Xiao Wang and Lao Zhang stood at the intersection eating a boxed lunch, watching the ambulance come for a while, from time to time there was a loud sound similar to a sonic boom in the Fuqing Martial Arts Hall, a burst of cheers, a burst of angry scolding, and then black sunglasses were carried out on a stretcher from inside and one or two people were thrown into the ambulance parked at the door, and the ambulance drove to the hospital with the horn, and they became numb from the initial surprise, and it was only a matter of time before they were away from the dead.

The Sino-Japanese competition in the Fuqing Martial Arts Hall, the appetizer youth group has long been played, and there are two Japanese members, The three Chinese teenagers entered the second round of the competition to be held tomorrow, and the competition in the middle-aged group that began in silence became more and more miserable, and the weapon rack placed on the edge of the ring finally had a place to use, the blonde and blue-eyed Hongmen disciple from England carried a long knife and was crushed by an iron rod of Takeuchi Fujigoro and rushed straight out of the rope, as Okamoto Mie led the people of the Japanese martial arts troupe to cheer, Tang Youyou took the microphone and shouted hoarsely: "Is there anyone? Is there any good man who went up and beat this dog to death?"

"I'm coming!" A national security master got up from his seat, flew over the rope, and pulled out the spear inserted in the weapon rack in the air, and then the spear went to the ground a little, and as the gun body bent, the castration of the national security master flew to the ring again, and the gun went with the person, and landed on the ring and took an offensive posture.

"Zhengding Zhao Ziyi, please advise!" made the gun master report to his home.

"Tek Acila Ditch Meat!" said Takeuchi Togoro Shili.

The spears and iron rods were immediately in one place. As the saying goes: "moon knife, year stick, long practice gun", the gun as a long stabbing weapon, the lethality is very great, its long and sharp, the use of dexterity, the method of winning, subtle and unique, other weapons are difficult to match, so it is called "the king of a hundred soldiers". I saw Zhao Ziyi pick up the spear flower, collapse, point, wear, split, circle, pick, pluck, like a rainstorm pear blossom splashed towards Takeuchi Togoro, Takeuchi Togoro's iron rod in the blessing of internal force, dancing vigorously and heavily, making a low whistle, splitting, picking, sweeping, stabbing, swinging, bumping, without showing weakness. The tip of the spear swallowed, constantly piercing the vital point of Takeuchi, Takeuchi Togoro iron rod accurately hit the side of the tip of the spear, swinging the spear, chopping downward, Zhao Ziyi flashed sideways, the spear swung in the air in a circle, and pierced to Takeuchi, Takeuchi did not wait for the splitting style with the old, the internal force together, the iron rod swept towards Zhao Ziyi with the spear, Zhao Ziyi spear erected, broke the iron rod, walked like the wind, stole like a nail, and continued to attack around Takeuchi, and Takeuchi held his own square inch.

Yin Shizhao, who was watching the battle below, shook his head secretly, if the iron rod can be defended, it can naturally be attacked, but the spear is more offensive than defending, so if the attack continues, when the offensive slows down a little and cannot be continued, the iron rod will be attacked, and Zhao Ziyi will be more than lucky! Zhao Ziyi, who had been attacking for a long time without results, also knew that the situation was not good, and with a long roar, the gun borrowed the human momentum, and the spear went straight to Takeuchi's chest like a hidden dragon out of the water, and then Zhao Ziyi let go of the hands holding the spear, and the person followed the gun, and the palms were slapped continuously, and even the person crashed into Takeuchi with the gun, and Takeuchi Fujigoro's eyes shrank, this is a hand-to-hand fight for the sake of breaking the kettle and sinking the boat! If Takeuchi still held the stick in both hands, once he was close to him, it would be difficult to resist the continuous attack of Zhao Ziyi's palms, he immediately made a decision, and the iron rod was thrown and smashed into the spear, and his free hands resisted Zhao Ziyi's continuous attacks, and the Chinese martial arts group under the ring let out a sigh of disappointment.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Ziyi's double-palm attack failed, he stepped on the tail of the gun that fell on the ground, the spear bounced up, and fell in his hand, a ruthless Zhongping spear forced Takeuchi to retreat again and again, away from the iron rod on the ground, Zhao Ziyi moved forward with the gun, and the tip of the gun danced like a snow flying, pear blossoms fluttering, where the blade passed, the unarmed Takeuchi retreated again and again, and the chest continued to bleed, but it also made him successfully fall out of the ring and roll out of the rope. Takeuchi Togoro retreated in time, although he only let the tip of the gun cut the surface of the flesh and still had the strength to fight again, but he also got out of the rope, so he could only be regarded as losing, and went out to the ambulance to bandage with hatred.

The situation reversed in an instant, and the Chinese martial arts troupe, under the leadership of Tang Youyou, let out bursts of cheers, and even Gu Shi, who has always liked to pretend to be cool, made a smile climb up his face and slapped his face vigorously.

As the so-called internal strength is not enough to make up for the moves, the moves are not good, and the plan is made up.

Subsequently, the Japanese martial arts troupe came out of the first-class master of the two days, and Imai Shoichi defeated Zhao Ziyi and the son of the Taiwanese Hongmen elder *** one after another, and successfully entered the second round.

At this time, Mie Okamoto, the host of the Japanese side, jumped into the ring with a microphone in his hand, bowed deeply to the Chinese martial arts troupe, and asked in Chinese: "May I ask where is your Quanzhen Immortal Monarch Shixian? Why is he nowhere to be seen? We have come to China this time mainly to ask him to teach him martial arts! Is it true that he does not dare to show his face?"

Many people from the Chinese martial arts troupe in the audience looked at each other, not knowing where this Wang Shixian was, but they just felt that this person's nickname was very peculiar.

Tang Youyou just wanted to pick up the microphone to speak, suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the steel beam on the roof of the martial arts hall, everyone looked up, and saw a young man in a black hip-hop suit sitting on the beam and laughing forward and backwards, Jiang Li and Tang Youyou took a closer look, it was the day they met the young man in the casino, and I don't know where it was sacred, he actually appeared here, only to see him patting his thigh and laughing: "Haha, what the hell is Quanzhen Xianjun? Girl, you still have to beat our Hongmen people first, and then find some true immortal monarch!"

Zheng Tingjian had already found out that someone had sneaked in through the skylight of the martial arts hall, and it was also a skill to be able to come in under the nose of Guoan, and if he was fighting in the ring, he would not have much to do, anyway, when the man was mischievous, it would not be too late to kick him out, and now listening to the meaning of this young man, he is also a Hongmen person, and he immediately felt that his move, this arrogance, was very much to his appetite.

"What kind of person, pretending to be a ghost!" Mie Okamoto rebuked. With a wave of his hand, the microphone in his hand went straight to the young man's face, but he didn't expect the man to scream and fall off the steel beam with his face covered.

Mie Okamoto was surprised in her heart, she was able to sneak in from the top of everyone's heads, she thought it was so powerful, but she didn't expect it to be a silver spear wax head - a kind of goods.

The young man was about to fall to the ground, and when he was about to get close to the ground, the rapid fall suddenly became light and fluttering, and after landing on the ground, the young man took away the microphone covering his face and grimaced at Mie Okamoto.

"I said this little Japanese girl, her kung fu is good! So accurate, are you interested in making movies? Lao Tzu has an AV that is lacking a heroine. ”

"Presumptuous!" Mie Okamoto rebuked with many people in the Japanese martial arts troupe.

In the Chinese martial arts troupe, Zheng Tingjian took the lead in blowing the hooligan whistle, and the Hongmen disciples let out laughter.

The young man laughed and said, "Not happy, then you can come to me at any time when you figure it out." After speaking, he put away his laughter, stepped forward and knelt down to Zheng Tingji.