Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 241 Top Sixteen Seats

Jiang Pu threw out six punches in a row, and his punching strength rose to the peak step by step.

Seeing that Helian's vigor armor kept shaking, it seemed that it had reached its limit, but it was still solidified, and he sighed in his heart: "If I only specialize in this skill, it would be great if I could punch the seventh punch. "

His boxing technique is called "Nine Steps Crossing the Mountain Boxing". Every time he punches, he accumulates his strength and hits again, and his strength increases by one point. At the ninth step, the punching strength is almost doubled.

Jiang Pu was distracted by miscellaneous studies and only practiced to the sixth level, so he felt emotional.

"The three-layer tortoise shell is really hard!"

Zhao Lin shook his head secretly, guessing that the two would not be able to tell the winner for a while, so he cast his eyes on the ring on the other side.

The last match of this round: Liu Feiyang vs. Bukan.

When Liu Feiyang jumped onto the ring, he glanced at Zhao Lin from a distance, nodded his head slightly, and seemed to say, "I've done what you said."

Bu Kan walked up the steps to the ring, counting his steps silently, "Thirty, 31, 32... exactly 36!"

Because there are people competing in the ring all the year round, there is a shallow depression where they stand.

Bu Kan walked to the shallow nest and smiled with satisfaction, but when he looked at Liu Feiyang, he froze for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

Liu Feiyang stood there, looking weird and uncoordinated.

Both shoes are left-footed, one trouser leg is long and the other is short, and the top of the martial arts uniform is half tucked in the belt and half outside.

One sleeve is rolled up and the other is let go.

The buttons on the chest were completely misplaced, the first button went into the second buttonhole, the second button went into the third buttonhole, the third button... went into the fifth buttonhole.

Bu Kan had an urge to rush over to help him put on his clothes.

He suppressed the discomfort and looked at Liu Feiyang's face.

Liu Feiyang was smiling, with a grain of rice sticking to the left corner of his mouth.

"Why is this person so hideous!"

Bukan's blood rushed upwards, and sweat burst out from the top of his head.

Liu Feiyang was delighted in his heart. Originally, Zhao Lin was skeptical when he told him, but now it seems that this attire really affected his opponent.

The people in the Da Yue stands were also surprised, Liu Feiyang always paid attention to appearance, why is his clothes disheveled today, even a little sloppy?
Liu Feiyang took two steps back and forth on the stage, deliberately holding hands and feet together.

Bu Kan was trembling with anger, clenched his teeth, and couldn't help but reached into his arms to touch the handkerchief.

At this time, Liu Feiyang raised his fist to signal the start.

The elder arbitrator shouted: "Get in place, one, two... three!"

Liu Feiyang immediately dodged and rushed towards Bukan.

Bu Kan grasped the handkerchief with one hand, and swung his palm with the other hand, and the edge of his palm split an arc of flames in the air.

As soon as he came up, he used his housekeeping skill - the flame knife.

Liu Feiyang unfolded the wind and shadow body technique, turning into several figures.

Bukan's heart was agitated, no matter what three seven or two one, one palm is as fast as one palm, and one palm is stronger than another palm.

For a moment, flames danced and knives flew across.

Liu Feiyang is best at body and leg skills, walking around the steps like a butterfly wearing flowers.

In fact, if Bu Kan calmed down, concentrated on sealing the angle, and forced Liu Feiyang to the corner of the ring step by step, it would not be difficult to win.

But at this moment, he was overwhelmed by anger and just wanted to trample Liu Feiyang under his feet.

Elder Gu looked anxious. The flame knife is powerful, but it will consume a lot of energy. If you continue to fight like this, you will be exhausted in a short time.

"What's the matter with this kid, did you ignore what you told me before going on stage?"

He wanted to send a voice transmission to remind him, but seeing the elder arbitrator standing near the ring, he could only shake his head and sigh.

After a cup of tea, Jiang Pu on another ring was finally about to smash Helian's turtle shell.

The competition between the two has completely become a competition of strength, without any moves at all.

Helian's three-layer armor was crumbling, and it was on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Pu was overjoyed when he saw this, he raised his hands high above his head, clasped his fingers together, and slammed down like a blacksmith swinging a hammer.

A cold light flashed from the corner of Helian's eyes, he suddenly removed his armor, jumped straight in, thrust out his long arm like an iron spear.

He had been passively beaten, and finally showed his fangs at the last moment.

"not good!"

Jiang Pu's heart jumped wildly, his legs kicked the ground fiercely, and he rose into the air, his body twisted and twisted into a twist in the air, narrowly avoiding Helian's stabbing palm.

At the same time, a kick flew out, hitting Helian's waist.

Helian staggered and jumped to the side.

As soon as Jiang Pu's feet touched the ground, he immediately rubbed his body and punched out the three-style wind-chasing fist.

Helian finally couldn't resist, he was punched twice and could only raise his palm.

"I admit defeat!"

Helian said unwillingly, just now he almost succeeded in the surprise attack, but he didn't expect that he missed it after all.

"Assignment."

Jiang Pu wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to himself, "It's dangerous."

Zhao Lin applauded secretly, he expected that Helian would have a counterattack sneak attack, but he didn't expect Jiang Pu to dodge it, his on-the-spot reaction was amazing.

"This person is not simple, so be careful next time."

At this time, only the last confrontation was still going on, and Bu Kan aggressively attacked for a while, and gradually felt powerless to continue, only to find out through luck that the energy in his body had been stolen, and he was almost exhausted.

"Oops, what's wrong with me!"

Liu Feiyang observed that the energy on the opponent's flame knife was getting weaker and weaker. Knowing that the time had come, he immediately stopped walking and launched a fierce attack from close quarters.

Bu Kan blocked a few moves, getting more and more strenuous, and finally Liu Feiyang pressed his palm on his chest, breaking the strength of his body protection, and received another palm, directly knocked him out, and fell heavily on the ring.

"Liu Feiyang wins!"

The elder arbitrator announced directly.

Cheers erupted from the stands in Dayue, and the elders of the Zhennan Sect were all beaming with joy.

It was a surprise that Liu Feiyang entered the top 32 unexpectedly, but he did not expect to win again this time and enter the top [-].

Although the next round will face Basang, who ranks first in boxing strength, there is little chance of winning, but he has made great achievements.

So far, Dai Viet occupies five seats in the top [-]: Zhao Lin, He Liancheng, Xiao Jin, Huang Guanglie, and Liu Feiyang.

The elders in the sect were all smiling. Such a record, let alone the best in recent decades.

Liu Feiyang clenched his fist and swung it fiercely. Thinking that he was wasting his talent half a year ago, he felt emotional and couldn't help crying with joy.

Bu Kan forced himself up, coughed hard twice, and said in a pleading tone: "Can you tidy up your clothes? Otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

Liu Feiyang glanced at him, feeling a little unbearable in his heart, nodded happily and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he wiped the rice grains from his mouth, tidied up his underwear, sniffed, and asked, "How is it?"

"Thank you!"

Bu Kan closed his eyes peacefully...

But soon, he opened his eyes again, pointed at Liu Feiyang's feet, "Shoes..."

Liu Feiyang looked down, hurriedly took off the two left-facing shoes, and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm comfortable now."

Bukan looked relieved.

(End of this chapter)