Luo City Grand Stadium.

Xu Sheng walked into the door with a little expectation on his face: "I heard that Lin Fan is the real successor of ancient martial arts. I have watched his video. His fist power is so terrible that it can make cracks on the stone. He is not damaged at all. He can walk on water. Maybe he can do light skills!"

"Haha...Silly Bird, you were cheated!"

Another audience member was obviously a modern fighting blowjob and sneered: "Wang Qiao is a real fighting master. He has won national awards and has also fought ancient martial arts fakes. Qingyun Mountain, Benleimen... They are all scammers. The most ridiculous thing is a qigong master who dared not fight with Wang Qiao. He insisted that he could not control Qigong once he tried and could not bear to hurt people. In the end, he was frightened by Wang Qiao and directly pee on his pants..."

"I……"

Xu Sheng clenched his fists, but could not refute it, and he felt extremely frustrated.

"Please give it."

At this time, three young and beautiful girls walked behind, all of whom had their own characteristics and politely asked them to make way.

Xu Sheng was immediately attracted by one of the most lively and sunny temperaments: "Are you also visiting the ancient martial arts world?"

If the other party is visiting Sanda to abuse ancient martial arts, then he... seems to be able to change his camp first.

Compared with solving the problem of single mother and fetal singleness, belief in ancient martial arts does not seem to be important at all, and you can easily rebel...

"No, I'll support Lin Fan."

Luo Xiaoyi smiled and said, "It happens to be nearby, so let's take a look."

"That's great, I'm also a fan of ancient martial arts!"

Hobbies and love are highly consistent, which is the most ideal situation, and Xu Sheng's eyes lit up immediately.

"Ms., don't be deceived. Nowadays, fighting is all about science. Ancient martial arts is nothing!" The young man who had argued with Xu Sheng before said depressed.

Xie Biqili ignored him and took Luo Xiaoyi and Lin Chenxi to the front position. Looking at the arena, his expression was a little solemn.

Unexpectedly, a superb jumped out so soon.

Ancient martial arts world?

This person's file was made by her own hands and I was deeply impressed.

At this time, Xu Sheng asked expectantly: "I wonder what kind of battle will be like in this game?"

After he finished speaking, he felt three gazes that seemed to be looking at an idiot.

"This game should be very interesting."

Xie Biqi finally made a prediction.

...

The venue is in the middle and the game begins.

As a real fighter, Wang Qiao has rich experience in competition.

He also watched Lin Fan's video. To be honest,... it's a bit fake, and he feels like another liar!

This game was in an unlimited fighting mode. Wang Qiao looked at Lin Fan walking over and suddenly felt something was wrong.

As a veteran of fighting, he has a beast-like intuition. When he sees Lin Fan, he feels that this game may be difficult to play.

It's a powerful enemy!

"Unlimited fighting, both sides have confirmed the pre-match agreement!"

The referee was still explaining the rules of the game, while Wang Qiao was silently cheering himself up: "Lin Fan is the successor of Baguazhang, and I am familiar with those gossip routines... No problem."

Lin Fan played the game in the name of the descendants of ancient martial arts. If he used modern fighting skills, he would lose if he won.

"The competition begins!"

The referee slashed with one hand, indicating that the players on both sides could start the game, and jumped to the corner himself.

"Sorry..."

Lin Fan looked at Wang Qiao opposite him, and a hint of apology suddenly appeared on his face.

Wang Qiao didn't understand why, but he still stepped forward and attacked hard, stepped on the triangle step, entered the opponent's blind spot in his vision, and then he immediately had a straight right punch.

This is actually a fake move, and his real killer move lies in the next preparation of the knee.

As the saying goes, ten punches are worse than one elbow, and using elbows is worse than using knees. A person’s thigh strength is far superior to the arms. The knee technique in Muay Thai is unique!

Bang!

But his false move hit the target and a strange touch came from it, as if it hit a leather armor. The vague recoil force made Wang Qiao's finger bones ache.

‘He is so thick-skinned?’

Wang Qiao was a little surprised, but his body was in a normal conditioned reflex and pushed out his knees.

puff!

He hit the target, but felt a little leg pain.

"Not enough, come again!"

Lin Fan opposite, hooked his fingers and showed a provocative look.

Outside the stadium, the audience was shocked.

"Didn't Wang Qiao's unique skills be just knee-jerk? Why is Lin Fan okay after being beaten for a while? Playing a fake match?"

The fighting beside Xu Sheng swears.

"You know, this is hard qigong! The hard qigong in ancient martial arts, do you understand the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt?" Xu Sheng retorted, his eyes full of excitement.

"Biqi, look?"

Luo Xiaoyi bit Xie Biqi's ear.

"At least the ninth grade, it may also be the eighth grade..."

Xie Biqi looked solemn. Only a bronze skin martial artist could achieve this kind of comprehensive improvement in the resistance to attack.

On the ring, Wang Qiao was almost crazy.

Elbow strike, knee tip, throat lock, waist hug, chest...

His blow was like a storm, and Lin Fan accepted it all.

In addition to occasionally tilting his head and avoiding the key points such as eyes and nose, his body trembled slightly to solve the force, and he did not even take a step back.

On the contrary, he himself was so tired that he was panting and his hands and feet were in severe pain.

"Enough of the fight? Then it's me!"

Lin Fan made a move like lightning, and Bagua Zhang came to Wang Qiao like wind and thunder.

Click!

Only a clear sound of fractures was heard, Wang Qiao had already fallen to the ground, his limbs were broken, and he was seriously injured!

"Sorry... If you can't leave enough evidence for the injury, others will suspect that we were beating."

Lin Fan bowed his fists and bowed.

The already confused referee then stepped forward and raised Lin Fan's fist: "Winner...Lin Fan!"

Compared to the audience, he really knows the player's strength and feels that he can win the world championship. Beating Wang Qiao is like beating a child!

"Fake it?"

"This is too fake, collusion?"

The audience in the audience was quiet first, and then exploded!

"No, Wang Qiao never had a bad money. An ancient martial arts master wanted to buy him before, but it was exposed."

"Maybe it wasn't enough money?"

...

"Everyone!"

Lin Fan suddenly roared, like a tiger roaring, striking and sweeping the whole audience.

"I, Lin Fan, accept the challenge from any strong man in the world. As long as I sign a disclaimer agreement, I can come and fight!"

He was just one person, but his momentum was amazing, and he actually scared all the audiences of ten thousand people.

‘Only in this way can I truly become famous all over the world and have fame as a talisman.’

In secret, Lin Fan said to himself silently.

...

“Good fight.”

Zhong Shenxiu turned off the live broadcast on his mobile phone and slowly tasted the tea.

Then, he turned his head and thought for a while, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

At this moment, some things suddenly became different in Yuan Cave Heaven.

He revoked the previous meme cover.

After all, when things have come to this point, there is no need to hide anything.

Moreover, he is looking forward to the reactions of countries around the world.

He Zudao, who was about to cause trouble in a small broken bookstore, suddenly shivered...
Chapter completed!