Who are you calling a stable boy?!

"Full power!! All out!!!"

With a powerful swing of his arms, he tossed Old Sang's massive body into the air in a whirlwind.

With a final push of his feet, Zheng Jing leaped into the air and grabbed Lao Sang's broad back and muscular waist from over seven meters above the ground.

Finally, there was the intense swirling wind that could create a hurricane on site—

"Whoa—Eek!!!"

Chapter 225: The Golden Beast in the Courtyard (

Centered on the head that Zangief had pierced through, a crack suddenly appeared that was large enough to cover most of the arena.

Zheng Jingyi, who was sitting on the ground, turned over and pulled Lao Sang out of the ring.

As Zheng Jing gently placed the motionless Old Sang onto the arena where he was beginning to heal himself, the big-nosed referee quickly came up and checked on Old Sang's condition.

The outcome is decided!

Once it was confirmed that Old Sang had completely passed out, the referee raised his right hand.

At the same time, Zheng Jing stood up—

Biceps forward!

Back extension and double latissimus dorsi muscles!

Spread your chest to the side!

Finally, the Crab Pose is a golden pose where all the muscles in the upper body are mobilized, making the whole person seem to grow bigger!

"The victor! Zheng Jing!"

Below the ring, upon hearing the referee announce the winner, Rin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Her battle with Marissa made her realize that she had probably taken the World Martial Arts Tournament too lightly.

"Hehe! How about it, Lao Qing?"

Seeing Zheng Jing jump off the stage to claim credit, Xue Qing's fingers, which had been gripping the sword sheath, had already loosened.

She took a fur coat out of her backpack and draped it over Zheng Jing's shoulders.

"If you're going to hit me, then hit me. Why tear my clothes?"

"Isn't that the right atmosphere?"

As Zheng Jing and his group were talking, on the other side of the arena, two medical staff who looked like bodybuilders were preparing to lift Old Sang from the ground onto a stretcher when Old Sang woke up.

He looked at the two medical staff who were about to examine him again, somewhat dazed, then slowly sat up and touched his head.

The moment Zheng Jing struck him with his counterattack Vajra Arm, his consciousness was knocked out, and he couldn't remember what happened after that.

However, judging from the situation on the scene, he could still tell that he had lost.

When they saw that Lao Sang was about to stand up, the medical staff wanted to advise him, but as soon as the two strong men, who were at least 1.9 meters tall, moved forward, they were pressed down by him with one hand and one hand.

"Comrade Zheng Jing!"

Hearing Lao Sang call out, Zheng Jing turned around.

Zangief strode off the ring, approached Zheng Jing, grabbed Zheng Jing's right hand, and shook it forcefully.

"Brilliant! Beautiful! Hurrah! Harashoo! To possess such high-purity physical strength, both talent and hard work are indispensable! Fantastic, Comrade Zheng Jing!"

"Meat, meat press?"

Little Rin, standing next to him, muttered something with a blank expression.

She leaned closer to Xueqing and tugged at Xueqing's finger.

"Sister Xueqing, what is 'meat pressing'?"

"Uh, me too..."

Xueqing twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Each each other!"

As Zheng Jing grasped Lao Sang's hand in return, his face suddenly became angular and defined.

"Impressive muscles! I'd love to see your workout routine, Sang!"

"Oh! That's exactly what I wanted to say! I'd also like to see your exercise routine, Lao Zheng!"

"What a coincidence! Let's go! There's no time like the present!"

"Alright, alright! Let's not delay!"

"By the way, Lao Sang, you're quite good at using idioms and proverbs."

"Haha, I really enjoy learning different languages..."

Seeing the two who were just moments ago slapping each other so hard the air felt like a bomb, now walking arm in arm with each other, chatting and laughing, Rin and Xueqing couldn't help but sigh, one rubbing her forehead and the other pinching her brow.

"It seems that our two generals get along very well."

The two looked up at the sound and saw Marissa and Manon walking together.

"Miss Marissa, are you alright?"

Seeing Marissa moving freely, Rin asked.

Marissa touched the back of her neck and laughed heartily.

"Don't worry, my little lady, that was quite a blow; it still hurts a little!"

Seeing that Marissa could still joke around, Rin was indeed relieved.

In her final strike, to ensure she could subdue Marissa, she aimed for the medulla oblongata.

In theory, that's a killer move.

Even if you are careful with the force when you strike, a single careless move can still result in your opponent being paralyzed for life.

Since there was no enmity between them and it wasn't a life-or-death battle, Rin naturally didn't want Marissa to be seriously injured.

"Miss Manon, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the sword marks on Mannong's body that had already been treated with medicine, especially the one on her collarbone, Xueqing took out a small white porcelain bottle from her backpack.

"This is a special medicinal powder made by my Hidden Sword Manor. It has a remarkable effect on treating sword wounds, and most importantly, it will not leave scars after the wounds heal."

"In a friendly spar, injuries are inevitable, so why apologize?"

Manon smiled and accepted the small white porcelain bottle: "However, I will accept this magical powder."

"Speaking of which, are the three of you siblings?"

She looked back and forth between Xueqing and Lin: "They can't be fellow disciples, can they? They don't seem like it."

"neither."

Xueqing shook her head: "We are friends."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Manon and Marissa exchanged a smile.

"So, would you two be interested in becoming friends with us?"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Xueqing and Lin looked at each other and smiled.

"it is good!"

-

In the first match of this tournament, the Radiant Team, composed of three veteran players, was defeated, and the winner was the Tohsaka Team, whose entire team was making their first appearance in the tournament.

Rin Tohsaka, the vanguard, may seem like a petite elementary school student, but she can unleash powerful punches that could defeat the ancient Greek gladiator Marissa. Her martial arts style, "Cosmic Fist," is one that even the most experienced veterans at the tournament have never heard of.

Cao Xueqing, a key member of the team, possesses exquisite swordsmanship and incorporates dance into her martial arts. She claims to be from the Hidden Sword Manor. Although her first battle ended in a draw with Judo Master Man Nong, it was clear to everyone that she held back and left room for maneuver when making her moves.

The tournament doesn't encourage life-or-death battles, but once you take this path and step into the ring, almost every contestant is prepared to lose their life.

If Cao Xueqing had truly used her trump card, the outcome of this first battle would likely have been different.

Finally, and most notably after the match, was Zheng Jing, the star player of Team Tohsaka.

The school of thought and origin are unknown.

The only thing that the vast majority of viewers worldwide can be certain of is this man—

He's really tough!

On the stage of the World Martial Arts Tournament, a match resembling a professional wrestling match could be seen. This was unprecedented.

Two men of steel, neither dodging nor flinching, collided head-on again and again.

The primal power that erupted from those loud bangs was so powerful and so overwhelming!

In an instant, among hundreds of millions of viewers, many wanted to learn more about the three mysterious newcomers in this team.

Similarly, some contestants at the conference also hoped to obtain more detailed information about Zheng Jing and his team.

For example, they are the only player team among the nine participating teams, besides Zheng Jing and his team.

"Snapped."

Slamming the few thin sheets of paper in his hand onto the table, Yusef Yul, the core player of the Noble Team, glared angrily at his team's star player.

"Sodour Qiliu! Listen carefully! Never underestimate the golden beast—never underestimate that monster Zheng Jing! Do you hear me?!"

Chapter 226: I, the little kitten, am no saint either!

"YOYO, don't be in such a hurry. We've known each other for a long time. Don't you know Suodou's personality?"

Beside him, the noble team's vanguard, Cornelia Soberian, quickly stepped between his two teammates and spoke to comfort Yusef Yul.

Yusef o Yul.

Those who know him well call him YOYO.

Although his debut battle after successfully advancing to the extraordinary realm ended in a disastrous defeat, which once brought him to the brink of being abandoned by his family, his life returned to normal after the golden beast—the flesh golem—the Ruyi Jingu Bang—that male stormed into the top 100 of the Holy Arena.

After all, this proves perfectly that his crushing defeat was not because he was bad at the game.

Rather, it's fortunate that he was the one who ran into that monster; if it had been one of his peers in the family, their Dao hearts would probably have been shattered in a single battle.

Having regained the family's support, YOYO, as always, did not disappoint the family's expectations. Not only did she win the championship of her family's material plane global youth competition for two consecutive years, helping the family win glory and the benefits of dungeon development, but she also led the young clansmen to successfully complete many challenging courtyard tasks.

Today, he is the undisputed leader among the younger generation of his family.

That is why he was chosen to become THE ONE in the clan and join the talent development program jointly formulated by the three major families.

Like him, his two teammates in front of him are also among the best of the younger generation in their clan.

Sodour o Qiliu.

Cornelia Soberian.

In addition to him, Youssef Youl.

Due to the alliance between the three families, the three of them had been close friends since childhood, and even their breakthroughs to the extraordinary realm were almost simultaneous.

Therefore, in their material plane, the three of them are known as the Southern Continent Triad.

However, as childhood friends, their relationship was not exactly good.

To be precise, it was YOYO and Sodour who had a very bad relationship.

"Pshaw, what golden beast?"

With a quick flick of his leg, he nearly covered the paper documents YOYO had slapped on the table. Sodouer glanced at his freshly trimmed nails, then chuckled and lazily glanced at YOYO.

"I think it's because someone broke your spine and completely destroyed your courage, right?"

"you--"

"Calm down, calm down!"

Komilia quickly reached out and pressed against YOYO's chest, then turned to Sodouer and shouted, "Sodouer! Stop teasing YOYO on purpose! I know that golden beast, he's currently ranked fiftieth in the Holy Arena. It's said that he defeated that Thunderbrew Grandpa Grimm without a scratch. He's really amazing!"

"Hmph, Grimm? He's so old his bones are cracking, he should have retired long ago. For someone of his caliber to be in the top 100, I'd say the class below 50 in the Holy Arena is utterly hopeless!"

“Sodour…”