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Chapter 30

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Four groups of matches were held at the same time. Wang Xing simply looked at it.

He found that this youth tournament was completely like a friendly competition. A group of contestants fought for a long time, but none of them were injured. Suddenly, Wang Xing lost interest in this tournament. This kind of martial arts competition simply couldn't bring out the real strength of the contestants.

Backstage, many coaches were explaining the fighting strategy to the students.

"Xueliang, remember the fighting essentials I told you before. You must be ruthless." Zhen Yong said coldly.

"Coach, I understand." Zhang Xueliang clenched his fist, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. "Speaking of which, coach, can the boxing technique you taught me really help me defeat Liu Fan?"

"That's for sure. This boxing technique is an ancient martial arts boxing technique. It's very powerful. If you meet Liu Fan, don't be polite to him. Beat him to death. "Zhen Yong was angry when he thought of Liu Fan. Because of Liu Fan, he was ridiculed in the Martial Arts School, and his performance for several months was deducted.

Not only that.

Later, Liu Fan took away Wen Qingzhi, Mao Xiaomao, and several other students from the Martial Arts School, which made the master even more dissatisfied with him.

In order to keep his job, Zhen Yong made a military order in front of the master, guaranteeing that the students he brought this time would get into the top ten of the youth martial arts tournament. For this, he even took out a set of boxing techniques that he didn't teach to outsiders. It could be said that he was staking everything on this one throw.

"Humph, that Wang Xing really has some real skills. Four punks can't do anything to him. But no matter how powerful he is, he only taught Liu Fan for two weeks. How can Liu Fan turn the tables? With this set of boxing techniques I taught Zhang Xueliang, let alone the top ten, it's possible for Zhang Xueliang to win the championship. "Zhen Yong thought in his heart, and was full of hatred for Wang Xing.

The competition went quickly, about eight minutes per match.

In the seventh match, Wen Qingzhi went on the stage.

At this time, Wang Xing went to Liu Fan's side. Both of them were watching Wen Qingzhi's match. Baidu Search → Ai Go ♀ Xiao ♪ Say ★ www. AiQuXs. cOM

"Master, Mosquito's opponent is Chu Xiaogang from No.1 Middle School. His strength is mediocre, and he is no match for Mosquito," Liu Fan said.

"The two of you have been carefully trained by Satoshi Kumamoto, so your horizons are naturally different from other students. However, even if you want to win, you have to win beautifully," Wang Xing said.

"Yes." Liu Fan nodded. Although others did not know about Sendai Gakuin, they knew that he was representing Sendai Gakuin. "Master, look, the competition has begun."

Chu Xiaogang launched an attack as soon as he came up, using military boxing.

"It's actually military boxing. As a boxing technique in the military, power is the most important. The young man on the other side is young, so he probably doesn't have much strength. He should be defeated soon," an old martial artist in the VIP seats said with a smile.

"Military boxing is very powerful. As long as you can practice it to the point of perfection, it will be no problem to deal with a dozen ordinary people," someone said. Someone added, "Elder Liu was able to determine the outcome of this battle with a single glance. His cultivation level is much higher than ours!"

"You're flattering me. I just ate a few more bowls of rice than you." Elder Liu smiled slightly, looking quite proud.

However, what happened next made Elder Liu want to find a hole to crawl into.

Wen Qingzhi completely ignored Chu Xiaogang's attack. When Chu Xiaogang's powerful punch arrived, Wen Qingzhi actually dodged it with a light step. Chu Xiaogang did not seem to expect Wen Qingzhi to dodge. He roared and attacked Wen Qingzhi again. His punches were very powerful.

"Not bad. Every move is like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey. Unfortunately, you can't touch me." Wen Qingzhi used a strange footwork as he dodged left and right, causing Chu Xiaogang to be dazzled. This caused the audience to be dumbfounded.

"Oh my god! He actually dodged it all! "

"Look at that footwork, that posture. It's so beautiful!"

"Oh my god, did you notice? Wen Qingzhi seems to be in the same circle from beginning to end. He didn't move much at all."

The martial artists in the VIP seats were also stunned. They found it hard to believe.

Elder Liu said embarrassedly, "This kid is called Wen Qingzhi, right? It seems that he has only practiced a very powerful footwork. Although military boxing is strong, it is not flexible enough. That's why he took advantage of it. However, if he only dodges, he won't be able to score effective points. He will definitely lose in the end. "

After hearing this, someone flattered, "Elder Liu, you are so insightful. I really admire you."

However, why did these words sound so harsh?

Time passed little by little. In the blink of an eye, five minutes of the six-minute competition had passed.

In these five minutes, Wen Qingzhi did not score a single point, and neither did Chu Xiaogang. However, this competition was definitely the most exciting one so far.

"There's only one minute left. What is Mosquito doing?" Liu Fan was a little indignant. "If I go up, I can win in one move."

"Hehe, I didn't expect Wen Qingzhi to have practiced the Little Lotus Steps that he learned in basic martial arts to such a level. It really gave me a shock." Wang Xing, on the other hand, was very satisfied with Wen Qingzhi's performance. "If I didn't guess wrong, Wen Qingzhi was just honing his footwork. Now that the time is up, we should see the results."

"Little Lotus Steps? I also learned it, and I'm much better at it than Mosquito," Liu Fan said lightly, quite proud.

Sure enough.

Wen Qingzhi heard the last minute and stopped. "There's no time. I won't play with you anymore. Let's decide the winner!"

Chu Xiaogang was overjoyed. He felt that as long as Wen Qingzhi did not dodge, he would definitely not be his opponent.

However, just as he was about to throw a punch, he suddenly realized that a fist had landed on his chest. He didn't even realize how the fist had landed on his chest.

"Boom!"

Chu Xiaogang retreated three steps and fell to the ground.

The referee was a little dumbfounded. When he reacted, he immediately put up a sign. "Three points!"

Wen Qingzhi smiled slightly and then heard the end of the competition. "I won."

The audience was in an uproar.

"Good, beautiful win!"

"So handsome, Wen Qingzhi, I want to be your girlfriend."

"Amazing, really amazing. He didn't make a move, but once he made a move, he killed the opponent."

… …

In the VIP seats.

Elder Liu's face was extremely embarrassed. "This Wen Qingzhi can win just by luck."

Someone continued to flatter. "Elder Liu is right. Chu Xiaogang attacked continuously and used up all his strength. That was why Wen Qingzhi won in one move and won the final victory."

When these words came out, it was completely shameless.

In the market, Wen Qingzhi bowed to the audience and then left.

His humble gesture made many people praise him, especially when Wen Qingzhi was dressed in white and looked a little handsome. Many girls screamed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fourteenth round.

Liu Fan went on stage. His opponent was a teenager from Sixteen Middle School named Xiong Yu. He was born with great strength and practiced martial arts passed down in his family. Many people thought that Xiong Yu would win the championship.

When Elder Liu saw Xiong Yu from the VIP seats, his face lit up with joy. "This is the child of the Xiong Family. The Xiong Family used to run a dojo, and the Xiong King's Fist, Xiong King's Palm, and Xiong King's Kick were passed down from generation to generation. Before I came, many people told me that Xiong Yu has the highest chance of winning the championship. "

"I also think highly of Xiong Yu. He was born to practice martial arts."

"Elder Liu is right. Xiong Yu has at least a 90% chance of winning the championship."

… …

After Xiong Yu came up, he found that Liu Fan looked like a weak teenager. He immediately said contemptuously, "Kid, if you admit defeat, you can avoid a beating."

Liu Fan didn't say a word.

Liu Rumei, who was in the audience, was worried sick. "Wang Xing, this Xiong Yu is as strong as a small mountain. Can Lil 'Fan be his opponent?"

Wang Xing smiled mysteriously. "Aunt Liu, a real martial arts practitioner isn't stronger just because he's strong. In my opinion, although this Xiong Yu looks intimidating, if Liu Fan wants to defeat him, he only needs ten moves. "

Liu Hongmei was relieved when she heard Wang Xing's words.

Liu Fan looked at Xiong Yu and said thoughtfully, "Hey, are you really a teenager?"

Many people were curious about what Liu Fan would say. When he said that, they all burst out laughing.

Xiong Yu didn't understand the meaning behind Liu Fan's words. He answered seriously, "Of course, I'm only fifteen!"

After saying that, Xiong Yu was a little proud.

"No, I'm about to pee myself." Someone in the audience couldn't help it.

"Xiong Yu, he's saying you're old." Some people in the audience shouted.

"Xiong Yu, be angry. Beat him up!" Someone started to kick up a fuss. They couldn't wait for Xiong Yu to slap Liu Fan off the stage.

"Hmph, Xiong Yu is a popular candidate to win the championship. Liu Fan is really unlucky to meet him. Xueliang, it seems you won't have the chance to teach Liu Fan a lesson today. "Zhen Yong smiled. He was already waiting for Liu Fan to be eliminated.

"I'm going to kill you!" Xiong Yu finally understood what was going on. He angrily rushed towards Liu Fan. Looking at his posture, he was completely like a raging bear. This was Xiong Yu's family's secret technique. When fighting, his whole person was as fierce and violent as a bear.

"Wow, not bad. There aren't many Elephant Form Fist that borrow from bears." Liu Fan slightly smiled, looking a little mischievous. He had learned a lot of martial arts from Satoshi Kumamoto, so he could see the essence of Xiong Yu's fist technique at a glance. "It's a pity that you met me. You'll lose without a doubt!"

After saying that, Liu Fan also went up to meet Xiong Yu.

He keenly locked onto Xiong Yu's palm. His feet fiercely stomped on the ground, and he jumped nearly two meters. His feet just happened to step on Xiong Yu's fist. Then, with the help of Xiong Yu's strength, he somersaulted in the air and jumped another meter. This time, he was above Xiong Yu's head.

"Arhat's Descent!"

Liu Fan's body spun. When one of his feet was about to land on the ground, his other foot kicked Xiong Yu's shoulder. This kick from the sky carried Liu Fan's entire body weight, and it immediately slammed Xiong Yu to the ground. Xiong Yu collided with the ground, making a loud noise. The other contestants of the three groups were shocked.

Liu Fan looked at Xiong Yu, who was struggling to get up, but both of his legs were broken. He slowly moved his feet away, clapped his hands, and said in a relaxed manner, "I've finished him in one move. Stupid bear, you've lost."

The surroundings were silent.

Elder Liu swallowed his saliva and said intermittently, "Is … is he really … a teenager?"

This was almost the same as Liu Fan's words, but the meaning was completely opposite.

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