"8301?isn't your number?" Wang Qiaozhu also found his opponent, "My opponent is a martial artist of the Jiuding Club. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Li Wuxian nodded.

Nie Hongdou said: "Fengshen Club and Jiuding Club are both old clubs, and there are so many masters in the club, we have to be careful." Because it's a qualifier, today's event will be very intensive, and if you don't have a bye, you may have to play three games, so pay attention to the preservation of physical strength. Of course, the first game must be won. Otherwise, we will be at the bottom of the club..."

"Professional second paragraph, it shouldn't be a big problem. Li Wuxian was confident in his heart that at least among the low-level martial artists of the professional rank, there were very few people who could reach such internal strength as him.

On the other side, at the place of the Fengshen Club, Ding Hong looked at Curly Hair's name and said, "Brother Curly Hair, it's not that the enemies don't get together, Li Wuxian who makes you lose money is your opponent." ”

Ding Hong said Li Wuxian's situation in general, curly and bared his teeth: "It will hurt Lao Tzu to lose money, this time I will let him look for teeth all over the ground." ”

On the side, Butterfly smiled and said, "Don't capsize in the gutter, this kid is not easy to get along with." ”

"Hey, hey. Curly's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "Although my martial arts card is marked with the second stage, in fact, I have the peak cultivation of the third stage, this kid, he is dead!"

"That's not sure, big lion, why don't you make a bet?" said the young man who looked about the same height and appearance as a child.

This person is the "child" of one of the four elders of the gods.

"Bet 10,000, no, 20,000. Lao Tzu wants to turn over the book this time. Curly said viciously.

Jin Huan also said at this time: "I also bet 20,000 yuan." ”

The butterfly snapped and closed the butterfly knife, "Accompany you, I'll press you to lose." ”

The child didn't speak, smiled and compared the gesture of 20,000, and pointed to the butterfly, which meant to press Li Wuxian like a butterfly to win.

"Damn, you two are against Lao Tzu, right?" Curly said, "Look at it, Lao Tzu must beat that kid to cry this time." ”

......

Li Wuxian walked to the ring where he belonged and looked around. There was a row of seats next to the ring, and at this moment there were three referees who were about forty or fifty years old.

Li Wuxian looked at the curly hair of the Fengshen Club, the curly hair was naked, the chest was full of curled black hair, and the tips of both shoulders were bulging with a large piece of meat, which looked a little weird.

Just behind Curly Hair, there was an old man with gray hair, his eyes seemed to be closed, looking at Li Wuxian, and then his mouth moved a few times, as if whispering something to Curly Hair.

Seeing this old man, Li Wuxian knew that this was the "guidance expert" provided by the Fengshen Club, and this kind of person either cultivated super strong himself, or he understood different martial arts.

There are more than a dozen tables in the entire ring, and attention will naturally pick the key points to watch. After a while, there were already a few people who paid attention to Li Wuxian's side.

"Hey, there's a big difference between the two body types. One of the spectators pointed to the crowd around him, pointing to ring four.

"Indeed, it's like an adult beating a child, and there must be no suspense. There are no experts on the kid's side, so it's strange that the club without experts hasn't closed down these years?"

"Well, looking at the costumes, it seems... The Red Bean Club? The Red Bean Club is the one that has always been at the bottom?"

"It turned out to be the Red Bean Club, so it's nothing to see..."

Of course, there are not many people like these two spectators, most of them are concentrated in the central ring, where the two warriors are very eye-catching at the moment, because one is a female warrior from Gulan, and the other is a male warrior from Styran. The Steele was a tall horseman, almost twice as tall as a female warrior, and most of the eyes in the arena were on the central number seven ring.

Bang Bang...!

A bell rang, and the Tulip City Hidden Dragon Cup Martial Arts Championship officially opened!

Curly hair suddenly exerted force under his feet, and with a "hey" sound, he rushed into the ring.

Although the ring is only about one and a half meters high, the place where Curly Hair stood just now is still two or three meters away from the ring. Li Wuxian is also a little envious, his current martial arts specialization is in internal strength and martial arts, and he doesn't know anything about light martial arts.

This is also limited by the martial arts of the sect.

After Curly Hair got into the ring, he looked at Li Wuxian condescendingly, his eyes as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Come up and die. There was a cruel smile on the corner of Curly's mouth.

On the side, the referee sitting in the center coughed, suggesting that Curly Pay attention to the civility of the field.

Li Wuxian was unmoved, his palm lightly pressed on the edge of the ring, and with a slight force, his whole body fluttered over the side rope of the ring.

"Ring No. 4, Red Bean Club Yujin 8301 vs. Fengshen Club Yujin 3219, there is one minute of dialogue time before the opening. ”

One of the referees on the field spoke up.

Unlike amateur competitions, the referees of professional martial arts competitions will not be on the field, so deaths in the ring occur from time to time, but the martial arts league has a very serious punishment for deliberately beating the opponent to death.

Hearing that there was a minute of conversation, Curly smiled:

"Boy, I was crazy in the Fengshen Club at the time, did you think you would be invincible if you beat a few newcomers?"

"I'll let you know, the cruelty of the ring. ”

"Let your little white face know what real martial arts are, real fighting in the ring. Speaking of which, you haven't been in the ring yet, have you? Well, what do you feel now, are your legs and stomach shaking?"

Li Wuxian knew that the minute of dialogue before the start of the fight was to give the two sides a short time to communicate, which was generally used to stimulate the opponent with words. For the stimulus of curly hair's words, Li Wuxian's heart was very calm and unfazed.

"Talking, stupid hanging, what are you thinking?" Curly looked at Li Wuxian and continued to speak irritantly.

Li Wuxian withdrew his gaze from the curly-haired leg and smiled slightly, "I didn't think about anything, you seem to hate me a lot?"

Just now, Li Wuxian was observing Curly's legs and feet, and found that his muscles were indeed strong, but they were no different from ordinary martial artists. It seems that the other party's light work is an internal strength method, rather than purely using the muscles of the legs and feet.

Curly hair naturally wouldn't say anything about losing money in betting, which would make him look discerning, and when he heard Li Wuxian ask, he just smiled slightly:

"Hate? You think too highly of yourself. I just hate garbage, you're a garbage in my eyes. I want to kick a stray dog to death when I see it, it's not hate, it's just hate, you're in my eyes... It's like..."

In the audience, the referee said: "When the time is up, the duel begins!"

Curly's neck shook slightly, made a clicking sound, and continued in his mouth: "A dog!"

After speaking, Curly Feather slammed his foot, stomped on the ring, made a loud noise, and then the whole person was like a big bird, spreading his arms and rushing towards Li Wuxian.

This kind of fighting posture is open in the door, theoretically it is all flawed, but if it is made by a strong person, it is not necessarily, if Li Wuxian is just an ordinary martial artist, even if he hits the middle line of the opponent's body, he will be rushed out of the ring by the opponent's momentum, or he will be directly surrounded by the opponent's hands.

The true qi in his body was running rapidly, and Li Wuxian's eyes looked indifferently at the arrival of the other party, and air ripples suddenly appeared around his palm.

The expressionless referee in the audience had his eyes lit up at this moment.

"Internal forces... Get inside!"

You must know that in the professional martial arts, it is generally the initial grasp of the internal force, which can directly stimulate the internal force out of the body and interfere with the real air, and there is no doubt that the internal force has "entered the room".

Curly hair fluttered in the air, and the lightning and flint didn't notice the movement around Li Wuxian's palm.

"Puppy, die!" Curly laughed as he opened his mouth.

Li Wuxian worked slightly with one foot and retreated slightly with one foot, forming a lunge, which is the "lunge pile" in the cloud pile, and the foot was immediately connected with the ring.

"You're in my eyes..."Li Wuxian suddenly raised his palm.

Curly saw Li Wuxian's palm coming, his heart was overjoyed, he was strong and strong, and he didn't defend at all when he was fighting, and it was the same at this moment, he directly ignored Li Wuxian's palm, and his arms were like big scissors, surrounding Li Wuxian's upper body.

Disheveled!!!

A palm hit Curly Hair's chest, and the next moment, Curly Hair, who was happy on his face, suddenly became very distorted, and a huge impact burst in his chest.

Click.

Like the sound of a broken stick in Curly's ears, he knew it was the sound of a broken chest that had reached his ears through his body.

How can it be!?

Li Wuxian withdrew his palm: "... Not even shit. ”

The internal force superimposed by the Mighty Vajra Palm, the Golden Bell Jar, and the Cloud Swallowing Gong is enough to withstand the internal force of other people's twenty or thirty years of penance.

Bang!

The curly hair flew out upside down, smashed into the corner of the ring, bounced up, was bounced to the center by the side rope, rolled a few times, and returned to Li Wuxian's feet.

"You... You!"

Curly raised his hand and pointed at Li Wuxian, his chest was full of breath, and he only felt that the world was spinning around, and his life was illusory.

Why is this happening? This kid can't practice internal skills when he beats his mother's womb? My "Cicada Chasing Gong" has also been cultivated to the second level of internal strength...

"10, 9, 8...", the referee began to count the seconds.

“... 3、2、1”

"8301 wins!"

Offstage, the referee directly announced the result.

In the audience, Nie Hongdou stood up early, "Yay!!"

She jumped high, causing the eyes of those around her.

Li Wuxian saw her happily giving herself a thumbs up.

Curly did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, he struggled to get up, but he didn't dare, because that would leave a hidden danger, although his chest was fractured, but he could recover after a few months of cultivation, if he fought hard at this time, then it would not be so simple to heal the injury.

"Alas," Li Wuxian shook his head and looked at Curly Hair, "I thought I could temper martial arts, but what kind of stuff is it, it's too weak." ”

Li Wuxian exhaled, didn't look at the curly hair, and jumped out of the ring directly.

Curly was furious in his heart, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat.

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