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"Now, please join the competition, China's Ji Yuntian and South Korea's Zhao Shengtai!" 10 minutes passed quickly, and the referee Peng Ning picked up the microphone and shouted.

Ji Yuntian stood up, walked into the arena with a smile amidst the cheers of the audience, and stood there calmly, waiting for Zhao Shengtai.

Zhao Shengtai, on the other hand, blew kisses to the stands full of coquettishness, causing his fans to scream, especially those girls who thought they were good-looking, who were so impulsive that they almost walked down the stands. The security guards stopped him so as not to cause confusion, and Ji Yuntian couldn't help shaking his head. They are so enthusiastic about a stick, these people are really hopeless!

"Are you ready?" Peng Ning asked, perhaps because he couldn't understand Zhao Shengtai's behavior.

"I'm ready, but I don't know how the other party is doing." Ji Yuntian said lightly.

"I'm ready too, it's a no-brainer to deal with him!" Zhao Shengtai said contemptuously.

"Then, after I count to three, the competition will officially begin!" Peng Ning stepped aside and started counting.

As the sound of "three" fell, Zhao Shengtai launched the attack first. What he said was beautiful, but what he did was another way. He didn't wait for Ji Yuntian to make the first move.

A tentative whip kicked towards Ji Yuntian's waist, the movement was very swift and violent, if it wasn't for someone with some skills, it would be really difficult to avoid it.

But Ji Yuntian didn't pay attention to this move at all. He turned around and easily avoided the leg. At the same time, he slashed down with his left palm, hitting Zhao Shengtai's shin bone.

Zhao Shengtai didn't panic, he retracted his legs, avoided Ji Yuntian's palm, then turned his body to the left, and kicked Ji Yuntian's back of the head. This kick was fast and hard. It is possible to be recruited.

"You're not the only one who knows how to use your legs!" Ji Yuntian sneered, lowered his head, raised his left foot back, and met Zhao Shengtai's kick.

"Boom!" The feet of the two sides collided with each other, making a loud noise. Ji Yuntian only exerted half of his force, but felt a slight numbness in his legs.And Zhao Shengtai had a lot of fun, this kick made him suffer, it was originally unintentional, and the other was intentional, even if he used [-]% of his strength, he couldn't compare with Ji Yuntian, and now he was in so much pain Almost called out.

Resisting the pain, Zhao Shengtai took two steps back, his foot was still in pain, but he didn't dare to show it, otherwise it would be seen by others, how embarrassing it would be!

"Two moves have passed, you still have eight moves!" Ji Yuntian was not in a hurry to attack, but stood in the field and looked at Zhao Shengtai coldly, not paying attention to him at all.

"You..." Zhao Shengtai was so angry that he almost blurted out curses, but in the end he held back and looked at Ji Yuntian with a gloomy face, ready to go.

"Don't you dare to attack? Well, let me do it, so as not to waste time!" Ji Yuntian laughed lightly, and rushed out with a punch, hitting the opponent's shoulder directly.

"Dharma Fist!" An old man in the stands showed a look of excitement, "I didn't expect that besides my sect, there would be someone who knows authentic Dharma Fist! What is the origin of this Ji Yuntian?"

Ji Yuntian's punch seemed simple, but in fact it contained several changes. Zhao Shengtai was not an idler, and his eyesight was still a little bit. Seeing this, he was taken aback, and quickly pulled back, trying to avoid it.

Reluctantly, Ji Yuntian followed suit, quickly followed, and shouted: "The fourth trick!" The palm wind had already swept Zhao Shengtai's face.

A trace of panic flashed in Zhao Shengtai's eyes, this Ji Yuntian's strength was beyond his expectations, and he was forced to hide before his real killing move was released.