The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 120: On-site questioning, one shoulder lifts and flies like hitting a ball
"It's Senior Pan!"

Seeing the name on the big screen, everyone in Dechang Martial Arts Club showed surprise on their faces.

They would never have thought that Pan Hexuan would be chosen to compete in the first game.

"Being the first one to go on stage will make you a little nervous, right? This is not a good sign!"

"Yes, with so many spectators and not being familiar with the game process, it is definitely a huge pressure to be the first to go on stage."

Some classmates were talking about it.

"Don't worry, Senior Pan is a calm and steady person. This little thing won't affect him. Everyone will cheer for him loudly in a while!"

Shen Jiayue said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Everyone nodded, and some female students even took out cheering cards from their backpacks, ready to cheer for them.

At the same time, everyone is very curious about who Pan Hexuan's opponent is?

Yang Mutong? Seems like a female name?

It was only then that everyone remembered that this competition not only did not distinguish between weights, but did not even separate between men and women.

This is simply unprecedented.

It is an indisputable fact that women are naturally inferior to men in fighting. I don’t know what the organizing committee is thinking.

If the opponent was really a woman, Pan Hexuan's match might be relatively easy.

On the other side, Yang Mutong, who was following behind Yi Beidou, was also slightly stunned.

There are quite a few participants in this first audition.

Wencheng is a large second-tier city with a population of over seven million. Together with the surrounding towns and villages, even though the registration and review standards are relatively strict, there are still as many as 60 participants in this first round of auditions.

She really didn't expect that she would be picked in the first game.

"Go get ready."

Yi Beidou's voice rang in her ears.

"Yes."

Yang Mutong nodded, turned and walked towards the backcourt.

About five minutes later, the two opposing teams entered from two opposite passages and stood face to face in the center of the wide venue, ten steps apart.

Pan Hexuan is a tall young man who wears a black martial arts uniform. He looks sunny and handsome, and his expression is very calm. He does not have the impetuous feeling of a young man.

His internal organs were in sync with his breathing, and his every move had a unique rhythm. Although he was only twenty-two or twenty-three years old, he had already reached the realm of internalized martial arts.

He has been practicing the White Crane Fist inherited from his family since he was a child and has a very good talent. Among the ancestors of his family, there are very few who can reach his level at this age. He is not a person who is just a name without substance.

In fact, his behavior in school is already quite restrained, otherwise, I don’t know how many people would be shocked.

He resolutely participated in the Wuying Conference this time. On the one hand, it was to promote his family's boxing skills, and on the other hand, it was to meet the world's top masters to see if he could make further progress.

The realm of mighty spirits, soul-stirring, even
What he didn't expect was that his opponent in the first round of the auditions was a beautiful girl who looked even younger than him.

He was not the only one who was surprised; the audience was also astonished.

"Is this Senior Pan's opponent?! Isn't that the girl standing behind the young judge? She is also a contestant?"

Jiang Yiyang couldn't help but say in surprise, and Shen Jiayue and others also showed surprised expressions on their faces.

"Can this girl really fight? With such a pretty face and fair skin, it's more like she's a dancer. Didn't they say that those who were able to successfully sign up for the audition had to go through a rigorous selection process?"

"Didn't you see the girl standing behind that young judge? I think she's probably related to me."

"Is this how auditions are done? Could it be that all the competitions are actually arranged? Just like those variety show talent shows, the results are already determined, just to finally produce one or two stars, who will then be called 'Kung Fu Goddesses' and make their debut with a wave of traffic bonuses?"

"Damn, it's possible now that you put it that way. Isn't this just another piece of false advertising? Are we being ripped off again?! No, if that's the case, I'll make a scene online and ask for a refund!"

"."

The audience was in an uproar. Many people had already had some doubts about the most realistic martial arts fights promoted by the Wuyinglunhui. Now that Yang Mutong appeared on the stage, these doubts were completely detonated.

Such a beautiful woman doesn't look like a martial artist, it's impossible for her to be able to fight.

"Could that girl really be related to someone else? Wouldn't that be terrible for Senior Pan? He might even be called a foul!"

In the Dechang University Martial Arts Club camp, a student couldn't help but speak.

"Let's wait and see. If they really dare to blow the whistle, we will unite with other spectators to cause trouble and see if they can continue with the game!"

Shen Jiayue said in a deep voice that many people at the scene were skeptical and would explode at any time. They were not afraid of causing trouble.

The others also nodded heavily.

At the same time, the host announced the official start of the first game. With the sound of a gong that shook the entire venue, the big screen focused entirely on the two contestants.

"Pan Hexuan, White Crane Fist, please teach me."

Pan Hexuan clasped his fists and said this, his expression was not relaxed.

Many of the audience were just ordinary citizens or enthusiasts in the circle, and they could not see the tricks, but he was already an intermediate and advanced player after all. He just felt that the incredibly beautiful girl in front of him naturally exuded a strong pressure that should not be underestimated.

At this time, Yang Mutong's brows were deeply furrowed.

She heard all kinds of discussions coming from the venue.

She doesn't care about the slanderous words, whether it's saying she's a vase or a relative.

But many of the discussions questioned Yi Beidou's identity and used some unfriendly words.

Although she knew that her husband would not care about what others said, she could not allow her husband to be slandered because of her own reasons.

This was something she could not tolerate.

"Peacock Fist Yang Mutong, I apologize in advance, things have changed, I won't hold back later."

Yang Mutong bowed to Pan Hexuan in front of her and said.

Originally, she was planning to experience the atmosphere of the ring fight in the auditions.

"No need to hold back, let me see your true abilities."

Pan Hexuan said in a deep voice.

Whoops! !
He adjusted his breathing, assumed a boxing stance, spread his arms like a white crane spreading its wings, took a deep breath, lightened his body, and floated forward like flying.

drink!
The next moment, Pan Hexuan took a sudden step forward, and his figure shot out at an extremely fast speed, and his low shout echoed in the venue.

He made a sharp move with both of his palms and suddenly struck out at Yang Mutong. His fists and clothes cut through the air, making a loud bang.

But at this moment.

Phew! !

He seemed to hear the cry of a peacock, and the girl in front of him was surrounded by a peacock-shaped figure, choosing its prey to devour, swallowing dragons and pecking phoenixes, extremely ferocious and full of murderous aura.

Is this the ability of fist to capture souls? !

This girl, who was younger than him, had actually reached this state that he was still struggling to pursue? !

In an instant, his mind was captured by Yang Mutong's fist.

Yang Mutong is extremely talented. When she was tested at the Zixiao Research Institute, her magic power even reached "5". How could ordinary people contend with her boxing skills?
brush! !

In the moment when Pan Hexuan was distracted for a short time, Yang Mutong had already stepped out, avoided his fist, and rushed into the empty space in his chest and abdomen.

She did not bump into Pan Hexuan's chest and abdomen immediately.

This is certainly the fastest way to resolve the fight, but how can bystanders tell the truth? It will only make the audience think that this duel was decided by an insider, causing the gentleman to be slandered.

So she decided to use a more flamboyant approach.

A method that everyone can understand.

Yang Mutong bent down, and with the impact force, she made Pan Hexuan completely lose his balance, and carried his body on her shoulders.

Then, he suddenly exerted force with his bent legs and at the same time pushed up with his arms, using the strength of his whole body to push forward fiercely.

Carrying Mount Tai on your shoulders!

Pan Hexuan weighed at least 80 kilograms, but was lifted up into the air by Yang Mutong, about three meters above the ground.

In mid-air, Pan Hexuan, who had come to his senses, was unable to dodge at all. Fortunately, he had real kung fu skills after all. At the critical moment, he contracted his core, protected his chest with both hands, and shrunk his body as much as possible to protect his vital parts.

Cheers! !

Just as Pan Hexuan's body fell back, Yang Mutong bent his knees and stood still, shouted softly, and blasted out with a palm.

Bang! !

Pan Hexuan's body was like a huge basketball that was hit into the air, and flew backwards under Yang Mutong's palm power.

(End of this chapter)