Su Zikui played against Yu Shuangcheng.

After exchanging salutes, Su Zikui said: "It's a guest from afar, please." ”

"Okay!" Yu Shuangcheng was not polite and punched him.

Su Zikui raised his palms to greet him, he used the family heirloom red sand palm, and his palms were red, and he touched the opponent's fist.

bang

Su Zikui was determined in his heart, the other party's internal strength was similar to his own, he was suddenly full of confidence to win, his own red sand palm is a stunt, the fire will gradually invade the opponent's body, as long as the other party is similar to his own internal strength, it must be himself who wins the fight.

Yu Shuangcheng's face changed slightly, the Su family's red sand palm was really powerful, just a punch, and there was a burst of heat on the back of his finger. Luckily, I was ready to deal with it.

His fists changed, and his fists unleashed a combo like a storm, while his feet moved quickly and his steps ghostly.

Su Zikui was caught off guard, he didn't expect the other party to hit such a fast punch, and he could barely see clearly.

The old man Su in the audience raised his eyebrows, knowing that it was not good.

The other party was far-sighted, and expected that he would send Zikui out of the first round, and obviously studied the targeted play. Zikui's martial arts skills are similar to those of the other party, but he relies too much on the red sand palm, and has the idea of fighting with the other party, but he is robbed of momentum and opportunity by the fast attack.

Su Zikui also understood, but two people with similar martial arts skills, it was difficult for one party to get it back after losing the opportunity, and the opponent's fist was like a storm, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

There were also discerning people among the guests who saw the key to this battle. Yu Shuangcheng has the upper hand at the moment, and he has the intention of knocking the opponent down in one go, but the consumption of fast punches is very large, and if Su Zikui can support it for a while, he can win in the end.

Su Wenzhu looked at the ring intently, silently cheering for his father in his heart, and his nervous back was full of sweat.

Under Yu Shuangcheng's furious fast attack, Su Zikui was forced to the edge of the ring, and if he retreated, he would fall down and lose, Su Wenzhu's heart was in his throat.

I was really afraid of something, Yu Shuangcheng shouted, a sky-high cannon, and slammed it with all the strength of his body!

Su Zikui had no way to retreat, so he could only raise his palm and take it hard.

With a loud bang, Su Zikui was shaken away.

Su Wenzhu watched his father fall into the ring, and his face was full of chagrin.

Yu Shuangcheng stood in the ring, his legs trembling uncontrollably, sweating profusely, and dripping in the ring. The consumption is so intense, it can be seen that he is lucky to win, and in a few more moments, I am afraid that without Su Zikui's fight, he will fall down himself.

The guests were amazed, some regretful, some excited, and some simply applauded for the wonderful battle.

The screams reached the wall, and the people who were not qualified to enter the battle were itching and asking everywhere what was going on.

"The Ning family has won the first battle!"

"Ahh

Everyone knows the importance of the first battle, not only about morale, but also about the right to choose the next round.

The bookmaker also reacted immediately and lowered the Ning family's odds in real time.

"Hmph, it's just the first battle, if the master is on it, he will definitely be able to take it. Guan Baobao said indignantly.

Guan Wencheng said: "Baby, the competition has begun, your master is probably not coming, let's go back." ”

"No way, Master will definitely come. Glasses, did you call Master?"

"Hit it, keep turning it off. ”

"Master must have something important to delay, and he won't fail to come. Guan Baobao said firmly.

"Yes, you can add people before the competition is over, and it's not too late for the coach to come before the end of the final round. ”

"Uh-huh. Guan Baobao became happy: "I know, Master will definitely be like the hero in the comics, and at the last moment, he will appear in the glow and defeat all the bad guys." ”

Guan Wencheng almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he couldn't listen to it anymore, "I'll go to the side and buy a pack of cigarettes." ”

There was a small grocery store not far away, Guan Wencheng bought a pack of eighteen yuan cigarettes, and the boss asked him for two coins.

Walking outside, Guan Wencheng lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, how on earth did he want to break his sister's superstition about that "master"? That so-called master must have used some brainwashing methods to confuse his sister a lot.

The sound of the soles of the feet hitting the concrete pavement came.

Following the prestige, a teenager ran along the street, wearing long shorts and a hurdle vest, originally dressed as usual, but the more Guan Wencheng looked at it, the more awkward he became.

The size of the clothes was obviously more than one size larger, and it was loose and loose on the boy's body, like a cloth pocket, and a straw rope was tied around his waist to prevent the shorts from falling off!

Beggar?

Guan Wencheng touched the two-yuan coin in his pocket, ready for the boy to stop and beg him.

"Master!"

"Coach!"

Guan Baobao and Yu Wenjie rushed over in surprise.

Click, the cigarette in Guan Wencheng's mouth fell to the ground.

This is the master that my sister wants to worship alive and dead? He had a feeling that he had seen a ghost.

"Wenjie, baby. Zhang Yue greeted.

"Master, hurry up, the contest has begun. ”

"Okay, you guys go in with me. ”

Guan Baobao pulled Guan Wencheng over and introduced, "Master, this is my brother." ”

Guan Wencheng couldn't wait to pull his sister away, such a sloppy young man, can he be a martial artist?

Zhang Yue waved his hand: "Let's all enter the Martial Arts Association together." ”

I'm still in Mongolia, but I'd like to see how the association staff won't let you in. Guan Wencheng thought to himself.

Zhang Yue walked in front barefoot, followed by Guan Baobao and Yu Wenjie, Guan Wencheng drooped his head and reluctantly followed at the end.

Seeing Zhang Yue's appearance, the people on the side of the road laughed.

"Yo, the beggars have come to see the competition. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, looking at this little brother's strange appearance, he may be a maverick. Don't you see he's going to the Martial Arts Association?"

"If this is a master, wouldn't I be an immortal? Wait for someone to drive me away, haha. ”

Guan Wencheng's face was hot, and he felt that he had a share in these ridicules, and he longed for a crack on the ground to let him get in.

For the sake of my sister, I went out. That's all he could do to comfort himself.

The gate of the Martial Arts Association was closed, and a small door next to it was still open, but there were several staff members guarding it.

Zhang Yue swaggered over, a staff member stepped forward to stop him, and Guan Wencheng had a sneer on his face.

Another staff member grabbed a colleague, who had handled the martial arts certification for Zhang Yue.

"Martial Master Zhang, you're here. The staff member greeted with a smile.

"Well, I'm here for the tournament. ”

"You're a little late, so let's get inside. ”

"Thank you, I brought all three of them. Zhang Yue pointed behind him.

"No problem, all in. The staff immediately let them go.

Zhang Yue entered first, followed by Yu Wenjie.

When Guan Baobao entered, he looked arrogant, frequently looked back at the people who were laughing at him just now, and almost wrote words on his face: My master is amazing, you stupid.

Guan Wen walked into the martial arts association like a dream, in the surprised and horrified eyes of the onlookers.