"Someone wants to mess with Ma Qiangang?"

"This matter must not be done!"

"In order to participate in this Sky Martial Arts Conference, I pretended to be my name. I don't know how many years I have been preparing for it and looking forward to it. How could I fail because of the nonsense of a group of mere juniors?"

"Ma Qiangang is just a mere junior, it's nothing, but it really makes Ye Tianchan angry? He used the Tianwu God to search the Sky Island, and I'm afraid my identity can't be hidden."

"Didn't it delay my big deal?"

"Everyone from the Qinglong Club went on a lay-out, found this person, and killed him quietly!"

"This kind of disaster cannot be left in the world!"

The person who said this was the top leader of the Black Warrior and one of the heads of the Qinglong Society. He was full of words.

In a few hours, a warrior dressed in black and cold-faced was killed in a famous bar because of a drunken fight.

The murderer was arrested on the spot...

Ma Qiangang was with a group of good friends. After having dinner, he went back to the hotel to practice martial arts for a while. When he was watching the news, he got this gossip.

He didn't react when he saw the name of the deceased. Xiao Maer didn't know that according to the course of the game, this person might be his fourth match.

If the other party can win another game!

He didn't know that he actually had the affection of an enemy.

Ma Qiangang was relieved for a long time, and the next morning, he was called by his teacher Ye Tianchan and continued to try to integrate the three methods.

It has to be said that it is too difficult to combine the three methods and combine the ten powers of the dragon and elephant and the Vajra Ruyi muscle into the different tendon meridian.

Ye Tianchan taught dozens of secret techniques accumulated over hundreds of years of Tianchan Temple University.

Ma Qiangang tried hundreds of times in two days, and each time he failed, and his body almost exploded.

He went to the treatment warehouse seven or eight times.

Until he was about to enter the Grand Arena and go to the third competition, Ye Tianchan asked him to try it for the last time.

This time, Ma Qiangang really vomited blood...

It's not the kind of vomiting blood with blood bags on the mouth.

He always felt that this practice was wrong, and he couldn't help it when he came out of the treatment warehouse and asked, "Teacher! According to my practice, can anyone have a senior who can hold on?"

Ye Tianchan held his chin with his hand, pondered for a while, and said, "Probably not!"

"Most people who practice the integration of the three methods will be prepared for several months, adjusting their body and mind, and polishing their true energy, and then they will dare to try it once."

"I can only try it more than ten times in my life, because if I want to try it again, my meridians may not be able to bear it."

Ma Qiangang asked with a grievance on his face, "Is it okay if the students try so many times?"

Ye Tianchan smiled and patted Ma Qiangang's little bald head and said, "Your martial arts foundation has been destroyed!"

"Trying multiple times is just a destruction. What's the point?"

Ma Qiangang didn't want to say anything and went out in shame.

Ye Tianchan thought for a while, and suddenly said to herself: "The old principal's judgment is correct!"

"It's indeed possible for Ma Qiangang..."

"Just like me, I directly practice the alien tendon scripture without taking the path of combining the three methods."

"When he tries a few hundred more times, I will tell Xiaoma this secret."

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Balang is really a very handsome man.

He is nearly thirty years old, has a long figure and a strong body, and has three points of softness. You can tell at a glance that he must be a person who is both inside and outside, and has no shortcomings in martial arts.

It is definitely not the kind of person who abandons other martial arts because he majored in music martial arts.

When he stepped onto the ring, he showed a very sunny smile, his attitude was friendly and very close. He could never tell that this person had the nickname of King of Spray. He used to be a terrifying person to scold the enemy at the highest speed in the competition.

Ma Qiangang also smiled, the Immortal Statue Art was fully powerful, and his whole body seemed to suddenly shine, relying on his appearance to suppress Balang's momentum.

In the two consecutive competitions, Ma Qiangang's popularity has long been copied to the top. Everyone wants to know how this "hero" who has completely lost his martial arts skills can defeat Balang!

No one would hope Balang wins.

The surveillance personnel behind the scenes just smiled slightly as they watched Xiao Ma'er, and the number of online audiences in the competition soared. They hurriedly added several algorithmic promotions to Ma Qiangang's competition.

The popularity of Ma Qiangang's competition soared several times in an instant.

"You...swish...I...swish..."

Balang tried his throat casually and squirted out a bunch of trash words, cursing Ma Qiangang from his eighteen generations to his fourth generation of junior high school students.

Ma Qiangang just smiled and never got angry.

Balang was quite surprised, and thought that Ma Qiangang had reached the level of perfection.

But now all the viewers who watched the Internet exploded because they didn't hear Balang cursing: "You are xxx..."

Everyone heard: "My Balang is xxx..."

Ma Qiangang used the heaven and earth to conquer wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and directly silenced the first word that the other party spoke with, and replaced it with the word "I". Sometimes two more words would be added to "I Balang".

He knew that the other party was also a master of music martial arts, so he secretly attacked Chen Cang and did not invade the sound wave force into Balang's body, but only manipulated the sound waves within three feet of his body.

So Balang couldn't hear his scolding, nor did he know that he cursed his ancestors with the 18th generation and the fourth generation of junior high school students.

Most of the onlookers saw Balang scolding him at the top of his lungs, and they were confused. When a smart person thought of the key, he sent out a barrage to spoil it. Many viewers then realized it.

Everyone suddenly felt that this competition was a good battle of wits and courage, and it was a bit too good to watch.

"I never thought that music and martial arts could still be played like this!"

"I originally thought that Balang's super fast speech and quick scolding was already the top application of musical martial arts."

"I didn't expect that Ma Qiangang could replace the subject and let Balang scold him..."

"I heard that Ma Qiangang has also learned from the Five Elders of Tianqin. This is a musical and martial arts master, with a calm and gentle atmosphere, and a very wonderful person..."

"I didn't expect that Ma Qiangang's martial arts would be wiped out and he could still have such a powerful counterattack."

"Barang has begun to perform his special skills, scolding himself as a beast and especially likes to fuck pigs..."

"It's still a boar!"

"He changed his verbs and started to scold himself for being impotent and not being able to lift his hair. The little slut is as thin as his hair..."

“It’s so satisfying!”

"I usually see him scolding his opponent, but I think this person is very dirty. At this time, I heard him scolding him and went to the prejudice filter. It seems that this person is very talented!"

"Barang has changed new words and has made up jokes to scold himself."

"I originally thought that this guy's scolding was not very technical, but when I heard him scolding himself, I realized that the swearing words were so wonderful."

"How can I let Balang know that he is scolding himself in the ring?"

"There's no choice, I can only wait for him to get off the ring and watch the video by himself."
Chapter completed!