"It's a pity that Wan Shuquan has fought for three games in a row. He has consumed too much physical strength. If he is in his heyday, the result of this competition will be hard to say."
"His opponent has given him time to rest, but he doesn't cherish it."
"Yes!"
…
Listening to the discussion of the crowd, Fang Qiu shook his head secretly.
Although there were a few masters here, these people's vision didn't seem to match their strength.
In Fang Qiu's view.
Liang Yongjie was not so kind-hearted.
The reason why he spoke arrogantly as soon as he came to the stage was to stimulate Wan Shuquan.
It sounded that he was really benevolent and righteous.
But, five minutes?
What could he do?
He had consumed so much physical strength. Could it be recovered in five minutes?
What a martial arts practitioner had was internal strength, not internal Qi.
Internal strength was not easy to recover.
Therefore, Liang Yongjie was goading Wan Shuquan. While stimulating him, he could also raise his identity and martial arts level. At the same time, he could make a name for himself in the Jiangjing Wulin circle with this battle.
Ordinary people really couldn't see through his shrewdness.
Although he could see it.
But Fang Qiu didn't say it.
It was not good for him to say it. Instead, it would attract hostility.
On the arena.
The two were still fighting crazily.
Just when everyone was absorbed in watching, Liang Yongjie suddenly smiled.
He clenched his right hand into a fist and fiercely attacked Wan Shuquan's head.
Wan Shuquan immediately defended.
But at this moment.
Liang Yongjie suddenly changed his attack. He clenched his fist into a palm, grabbed Wan Shuquan's left hand in front of his eyes, and then pulled it down fiercely. As his body sank, he turned over, his left foot bypassed the heel of his right foot, and instantly kicked Liang Yongjie, whose body was pressed to the bottom.
At the same time.
Liang Yongjie pushed his right hand into the shape of a crane, and heavily touched Wan Shuquan's back.
"Bang!"
Wan Shuquan was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
This scene.
All the people watching the battle were amazed.
"Is this the Crane Fist in Xingyi Boxing?"
"Amazing!"
"He's so fast!"
"Liang Yongjie is really strong!"
Everyone praised one after another.
But here.
Fang Qiu shook his head secretly.
This was indeed the Crane Fist, but it shouldn't be taken like this.
If he had more combat experience, this move would have been easily broken.
Originally, this move was supposed to pull the enemy's body down, and then roll forward, over the enemy's back, using his own weight to suppress the enemy, and then receive the next move.
According to the correct routine, the attacker would be able to maintain a defensive state at all times and not reveal any flaws.
But Liang Yongjie's change was full of flaws.
There was no need to think too much.
The reason why Liang Yongjie did this was to highlight his strength.
Just as everyone was exclaiming in admiration …
Wan Shuquan, who fell to the ground, quickly stood up.
Liang Yongjie secretly sneered and immediately attacked fiercely.
Wan Shuquan, whose physical strength was almost exhausted, was knocked down again after a few moves.
Although it was a spar.
However, fists and kicks have no eyes, so it was inevitable that some injuries would occur.
What's more, in the case of physical weakness, Wan Shuquan was more likely to be injured.
He collapsed.
He got up again!
Wan Shuquan had not given up yet!
Liang Yongjie continued to attack.
In less than three moves, Wan Shuquan was shaken away again.
This time, Wan Shuquan was directly shocked and coughed. Obviously, he was injured.
But he still did not give up.
He stood up again!
Seeing this, Liang Yongjie was angry.
"This is just a spar. He has fallen to the ground three times. How can he still stand up?"
"This is contempt for me!"
He was burning with anger in his heart.
Liang Yongjie continued to attack fiercely, not giving Wan Shuquan any chance to react.
He knocked him down for the fourth time.
He got up again, hit again, hit again …
He didn't know how many times he had repeated.
Wan Shuquan had begun to vomit blood.
The people around couldn't stand it anymore.
Liang Yongjie still didn't stop.
Finally. After falling down for many times, Wan Shuquan was sent flying by Liang Yongjie's fierce punch again.
He still wanted to get up, but he couldn't.
Liang Yongjie, who was angry in his heart, continued to move forward and seemed to want to fight.
Everyone around was angry.
"That's enough! Don't hurt people when it's appropriate, don't you know?! "
"That's right. You have beaten him like that. You still want to fight?"
"He has vomited blood. Why do you still want to fight?"
"This is a spar, not a desperate fight!"
Everyone stood up and shouted.
Liang Yongjie didn't seem to hear it. He rushed to Wan Shuquan in two or three steps.
Just when he was about to fight, the host hurriedly came to the stage and said, "The spar is over. Liang Yongjie from the neighboring province wins!"
Hearing that.
Only then did Liang Yongjie stop unwillingly.
Under the arena. Everyone was very angry.
They glared at Liang Yongjie who was arrogant.
But no one said anything. Martial artists never showed off their eloquence.
They all used their fists and feet.
Everyone knew that this Liang Yongjie's strength was too strong. Anyone present might not be able to beat him.
Unless a Martial Superior took action!
However, how could a strong man at the Martial Superior Level take action in such a basic spar?
Very soon.
Wan Shuquan was helped off the stage by two waiters.
On the arena.
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Liang Yongjie turned his eyes proudly and glanced at the people around.
"Who will fight next?"
The arrogant voice spread out.
The people under the arena looked at each other, and no one dared to go up.
Although they all wanted to teach Liang Yongjie a lesson, they didn't have that strength.
"Humph!"
Seeing that no one answered, Liang Yongjie snorted disdainfully and said, "Is there no one who can fight in Jiangjing Wulin?"
Everyone was angry and couldn't control the anger in their hearts any more.
"This is so insulting!"
"Moreover, he insulted the entire Jiangjing Wulin circle."
"As a martial artist, he should be arrogant, but it's the first time for everyone to see a person who is so arrogant and so arrogant."
"And he even f * cking came to our province to make trouble!"
"Damn, if I have that strength, I must go up and beat him hard."
"That's right. Why don't those Martial Superior Level masters go up?"
"This person not only talks wildly, but also looks down on our Jiangjing Wulin circle. Are we just going to sit still and wait for death?"
Everyone was angry.
"It's not that the masters don't want to go up, but they can't."
The spirited old man with white hair and white beard shook his head and sighed, saying, "If there are really masters going up to teach him a lesson, it will be a joke when it is spread to the neighboring province. People in the neighboring province will say that they bully the weak."
"Are we going to let him be so arrogant?"
One person asked.
The old man shook his head and sighed.
Everyone was also helpless.
It was really not right to go up or not to go up.
It was as if there was a fishbone stuck in their throats, making everyone present feel very uncomfortable.
On the arena.
Liang Yongjie sneered disdainfully and despised the people around him.
After glancing around, his eyes suddenly fixed on Fang Qiu.
He stared for a long time, especially at Fang Qiu's eyes.
There was no trace of anger, but some disdain.
"Boy, it seems that you are very disdainful of me. If you are not convinced, come up and fight with me."
Liang Yongjie pointed at Fang Qiu and provoked.
At this moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Qiu.
But Fang Qiu was confused.
"How can you see that I am disdainful?"
Liang Yongjie's words were like a gorgeous spotlight, instantly making Fang Qiu the focus of everyone's attention.
The middle-aged martial arts practitioner next to him was also shocked.
He hurriedly pulled away from Fang Qiu.
He also looked at Fang Qiu in surprise.
"Eh?"
"Why does this person look a little familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere."
In the crowd, there suddenly came a surprised voice.
"He looks very mysterious."
"Yeah, he is dressed as if he is afraid of being infected by infectious diseases."
"Why is his head covered?"
"This sportswear is quite good-looking. He should be young, right?"
Everyone began to discuss.
"Sportswear, young?"
At this moment.
A young man who shouted before suddenly stood up as if he suddenly thought of something. His whole body shook, and he suddenly reached out to point at Fang Qiu, shouting, "I remember, he is the man who sells Earth Treasures!"
Wow!
At the sound of this.
All the people were shocked!
Selling Earth Treasures?
The man who sold Earth Treasures at the last trade fair?
The man who sent the car flying with one palm in the air?
While they were shocked.
Everyone suddenly stood up and stared at Fang Qiu.
Their eyes were full of shock.
The middle-aged martial arts practitioner who had been sitting next to Fang Qiu and kindly helped him when he first bet was also shocked, staring at Fang Qiu with his eyes wide open.
Not far away.
The two rich second generations and He Gaoming sitting at the same table were also stunned.
"That's him! I remember that when he sold Earth Treasures, he wore the same clothes! "
The young man shouted again.
Everyone's eyes were brighter.
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu was speechless.
However, since he had been recognized, he had nothing to deny.
Anyway, no one knew his true face.
Fang Qiu stood up, said nothing, and cupped his hands to everyone.
In this way, he admitted his identity.
Seeing that.
Everyone's eyes flashed.
It was really him!
"Brother, do you have any more Earth Treasures? Can you sell me one?"
"I want one too. The price is not a problem. I will buy as many as you have."
"There should be more. Since we are here anyway, let's take one out for auction to liven up the atmosphere!"
Many people opened their mouths to ask.
But as soon as their voices fell, there was a burst of laughter around.
"How can Earth Treasures be so easy to get?"
"That's right. It's already very good to have an Earth Treasure."
"Could it be that I can become a professional seller of Earth Treasures just by selling one?"
Hearing the laughter of the crowd.
Those who wanted to buy Earth Treasures with bright eyes immediately smiled awkwardly and sat down.
Fang Qiu also shrugged at those people at the right time.
Again, it caused a burst of laughter.
Those people's faces were flushed with embarrassment.
At the same time.
Liang Yongjie, who provoked Fang Qiu on the arena, was also shocked when he heard that this person actually sold Earth Treasures. He began to look Fang Qiu up and down carefully, and the contempt for Fang Qiu in his heart also disappeared instantly.
Here.
The laughter in the crowd just fell.
One of the rich second generation, who was sitting at the same table with He Gaoming, suddenly stood up and saluted to He Gaoming with his hands folded. Then he pointed to Liang Yongjie on the arena and shouted, "Senior, this is the one I told you last time. If you can defeat him, I will give you 200,000 yuan with both hands!"
Everyone was stunned at first.
Immediately, the audience was in an uproar.
Everyone's eyes were still focused on Fang Qiu.
Different from before, if they were curious about Fang Qiu's identity before, now everyone was curious about whether Fang Qiu dared to accept the challenge.
First, Liang Yongjie's arrogant provocation was still vivid in their ears.
Seniors at Martial Superior Level could not go to the arena at will. Liang Yongjie's provocation to the entire Jiangjing Wulin deeply stimulated every martial arts practitioner present.
The reputation of Jiangjing Wulin depended on this masked man.
Secondly, there was an additional two hundred thousand worth of chips on the bet.
In the eyes of the crowd.
That rich second generation had obviously reached an agreement with Fang Qiu, so he dared to say it so loudly.
If Fang Qiu refused, it would be a coward.
This would not only lose Fang Qiu's own face, but also the face of Jiangjing Wulin.
This time.
The masked man was forced to a dead end. He had to compete.
If he really didn't go up and made Jiangjing Wulin lose face, then how could he survive in Wulin?
See the situation clearly.
Fang Qiu glanced at the rich second generation coldly, did not say much, and made an obeisance to the crowd.
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