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"Hehe, catch the chicken in the air!"
Chen Zhiqiang grinned, raised his neck, and reached out to grab Zhu Jianqiang's shoulders.
At the critical moment, Zhu Jianqiang used a trick like a hen's wings, curled up, and dropped rapidly like a ball.
"Hold on!"
Zhu Jianqiang shouted loudly, stretched out his palm, and stabbed the opponent's neck hard.
"Ah, no! I was careless!"
Zhu Jianqiang reacted and was about to scream when he was suddenly hit in the neck. Then his whole body suddenly became motionless. Then he swayed on the spot three times and fell to the ground with a thud.
Boom!
The whole place fell into a deathly silence at first, and then burst into overwhelming cheers!
Just now, Zhu Jianqiang was at a disadvantage and was about to be killed, but he didn't expect that he could turn defeat into victory in an instant.
With just one move, Chen Zhiqiang was knocked to the ground.
Zhu Jianqiang was also stunned. Did he win?
In an instant, he understood. No wonder this guy always shrinks his neck. It turns out that his neck is his shield.
In an inconspicuous place, the pig king, a heaven-level warrior, chewed snacks and said in surprise:
"Huh? This loser Chen Zhiqiang actually lost?"
"Tsk, tsk, that guy can find Chen Zhiqiang's cover, that's pretty good."
The referee immediately came over, looked at the unconscious Chen Zhiqiang, and raised Zhu Jianqiang's hand.
"The winner of the first round of the quarter-finals is¡ª¡ªZhu Jianqiang!"
As soon as the words fell, the audience burst into overwhelming cheers again.
The first match was undoubtedly very exciting, which gave a good start to the subsequent matches and completely heated up the arena.
Zhu Jianqiang¡¯s face turned red with excitement. After coming down, he quickly came to Henry Zhang¡¯s side.
"Master!"
Henry Zhang didn¡¯t say much, all this was already expected by him.
¡°It¡¯s not bad, you can remember the tips I gave you.¡±
Zhu Jianqiang scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Master, how did you know that this guy's hood is around his neck?"
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Zhu Jianqiang suddenly realized that the poke he just made was also due to luck. If the poke was not the opponent's aorta, wouldn't it be a big deal?
"Master, don't tell me, this is also martial arts?" Zhu Jianqiang screamed strangely.
Henry Zhang shrugged his shoulders and said:
"That's not true. It should fall within the scope of medicine. Fat people all have this shortcoming. This guy is so fat that this shortcoming has been magnified countless times."
Zhu Jianqiang¡¯s mouth twitched. It seems that practicing martial arts requires medical skills. As the saying goes, medicine and martial arts do not distinguish between families. The ancients were honest and did not bully me.
No matter what, in terms of real strength, Zhu Jianqiang is definitely not as good as Chen Zhiqiang. Winning this game is entirely due to Xiao Yang, and it is somewhat of a trick.
But this guy didn¡¯t care about so much. He was as excited as a child and quickly found Yilong to share his joy.
"Yilong, my teacher has been promoted. Shouldn't you express something?"
However, as he was talking, he noticed that something was wrong with Yilong's expression. He was staring at the stage, as if there was some enemy on the stage.
At this time, the stage is already preparing for the second game.
First up came a bald man from Shangbamen Shaolin, the monk Heng Yi!
Wearing a yellow monk's robe, he is very energetic. Although he is wearing a monk's robe, he can feel that his muscles are very strong and powerful.
Especially those palms, as strong as rocks.
Zhu Jianqiang touched Yilong and said:
"Yilong, tell me the truth. If this guy has a problem with you, tell me. I will talk to the master and let the master vent your anger."
Yilong said:
"I have no quarrel with him. I know him. This man is very powerful and one of the leaders of the younger generation of Shaolin."
Zhu Jianqiang scratched his head and said:
"You are not a Shaolin lay disciple. Why do I feel that whenever you hear the word Shaolin, you will feel a sense of hatred?"?¡±
Yilong didn¡¯t say anything and simply looked at the stage.
At this time, another player on the stage also appeared, it was really the devilish muscleman Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping¡¯s upper body was naked, and his lower body was wearing black martial arts pants with tight trouser legs.
When he came on the court, everyone knew what a muscular man was.
Compared with Jiang Ping, Heng Yi seems a bit insignificant. Jiang Ping is definitely a typical example of cultivating the physical body to the limit.
"There are indeed everyone in the Martial Alliance. Even someone like you can advance to the top eight. It really surprises me."
Hengyi said without squinting.
Jiang Ping is full of fighting spirit. He will go all out against any opponent. While moving his body and muscles, he said:
"From your tone, it seems like you think I shouldn't advance to the quarterfinals?"
"Of course, you are not even a warrior in the Qi refining stage, so what qualifications do you have to advance?"
Hengyi said with a mocking smile:
"If nothing else, you should be practicing something like an ascetic, right?"
The practice of ascetics requires inhuman suffering, unkempt hair, ragged clothes, and long-term fasting of food and even water. Some ascetics have to lie on a bed covered with nails and walk on hot charcoal.
Hengyi said this to mock Jiang Ping.
Because in his opinion, no matter how devilish the training is during the body refining period, and no matter how painful the training is, it cannot be exchanged for the strength of the qi refining period.
Only those who have reached the Qi refining stage know that Qi is the source of all weapons.
The ultimate goal of body training is not to become stronger, but to reach a limit where the body can feel the presence of Qi.
¡°Obviously, Jiang Ping is a loser.
Jiang Ping took a deep breath and said:
"You have no right to comment on how I practice, unless you can defeat me!"
Hengyi sneered, "Okay, then let me see if you have any real ability to survive all the way!"
As soon as the words fell, Heng Yi didn't even have time to react, and saw Jiang Ping rushing over like lightning.
"What a fast speed!"
Hengyi was surprised for a while. He just raised his hand, but Jiang Ping had already arrived.
Bang!
In order to reach the fastest speed, Jiang Ping didn't even have any tricks, so he just rushed forward like a rocket.
With a muffled sound, Hengyi was knocked out.
¡°That¡¯s right, it was simply and violently knocked out!¡±
¡°What a fast speed, what a powerful force!¡±
Jiang Ping fell to the ground, showing a cold smile, and then stretched out a finger and touched the ground. The whole person was supported by one finger and stood up.
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