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Volume 1 Earth Martial Arts Chapter 80 Xiao Hui Martial Arts

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    On the eve of National Day, the martial arts conference officially kicked off.  At the opening of the martial arts conference, the publicity at the beginning was overwhelming.  The first round, popularity.  Domestically, Su Wen, the Propaganda Minister, took the lead and launched a nationwide large-scale propaganda, covering 80% of the land area and more than 90% of the population. It was almost as big as the world and no one knew about it.  In addition to the country, countries participating in major martial arts conferences such as the United States, Russia, the European Union, Japan, South Korea, Brazil, and Canada have reported one after another in the media, introducing various candidates, venue locations, and some wonderful introductions  , masters fight live.  The second round was shocking.  Countries simply broadcast videos of fighting competitions. Some countries even directly broadcast some bloody fighting scenes from the Siberian underground black boxing community, as well as some shots of assassinations by top underground power masters.  These real shots are a hundred times more real than those regular boxing matches, taekwondo, karate, judo and other competitions. All the real shots of fist to flesh have made fighting fans all over the world shout.  It was so enjoyable that it shocked my soul.  In the third round, he was promoted to the altar.  Amid such overwhelming publicity around the world, the martial arts competition is hailed as the greatest competition in history that showcases human beings' true physical strength and true fighting skills.  What's more, some countries call it a conference to distinguish the superior and inferior races.  Leaders from various countries came forward to support the show, taking this martial arts conference to the extreme.  Across the world, it has also left behind the quadrennial Olympics and World Cup.  ¡°However, all the military intelligence agencies and underground forces around the world know that a powerful and unshakably united Chinese underground force, the Dragon Gang, is by no means a good thing for the underground forces around the world.  The Dragon Gang was established on the eve of the martial arts conference, which caused all major forces, financial groups, mercenary organizations, and military institutions in various countries to start emergency preparations. Under the calm situation, there was a turbulent undercurrent. ?¡­ ?September 30th.  The autumn wind blew over Beijing, and the opening ceremony of the World Martial Arts Conference finally started in Beijing. At this time, the afternoon in Hainan was still hot, making it even more difficult to calm down the excitement before the competition.  "Finally it has begun!" Wang Yue stood next to the stone with the four characters "Tianya Haijiao" and looked towards the east. The sun was rising, the sea breeze was blowing, and the waves were rolling, which made it more comfortable.  Although the scenery was beautiful, there was only one person enjoying it alone. The Zodiac and Dragon Soul troops all left one after another.  Competitions in various divisions of the martial arts conference have begun, and the golden week of the National Day has also begun. Some things should be resolved.  "The opening of the martial arts conference is so overwhelming and enthusiastic. I believe the action will go smoothly." Wang Yue stepped forward and stepped into the waves. Soon he was on the sea several kilometers away from the coast. Looking again, he  Already lying on the waves, drifting with the ups and downs of the sea water, eyes closed, wandering away, seeming to listen to the sound of the sea and the sea breeze.  Nanyang, a mountain top at the Surabaya military base outside Jakarta.  "It starts tomorrow." Wang Chao murmured, overlooking most of Jakarta.  "Everything in front of me is doomed to the world of our descendants of China, and those monkeys should pay the price." I don't know when, a person appeared next to him, standing side by side with him.  Tang Zichen stood beside Wang Yue, shoulder to shoulder, and spoke without sadness or joy in his eyes.  "Brother He sent a secret message before. Everything on his side is ready. Also, Ai Yang and the Li family have also started to take action." Wang Yue lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand, and held Tang Zichen's hand together.  Hands, and grow old together.  ¡­ ¡­ Yangcheng, in a secluded private house somewhere on the outskirts of the city.  The closed door suddenly opened. Yan Yuanyi walked out of the room and looked up at the sky. In the dark sky, a storm was coming, and a few drops of autumn rain scattered, adding to the coolness.  "It's time for a change!" Yan Yuanyi smiled faintly. What he saw in his eyes and what was left in his head was the image of Wang Yue, a young man who was an iron-blooded soldier.  ¡­ At the same moment, in the office of a listed company in Seoul, far away in South Korea, a woman looked at the busy traffic outside the building, with an indifferent light in her eyes.  "Jingjing, let's snipe." Fengcai said calmly.  "How are the preparations in Japan?" Cao Jingjing, who was sitting quietly on a high stool behind her, stared at the huge fluorescent screen on the wall. The numbers and lines on it were constantly changing.  "Junhua and many professionals are over there. It's just a small move, no problem." Fengcai said confidently.  "Wang Er, start immediately!" Cao Jingjing said with a serious face.   Beijing, autumn wind is cool, angelica fragrance, National Day and WuUnder the atmosphere of the Dao Conference, there was a bustling and lively scene.  Li Jinshu's residence in the Beijing Military Region compound was eerily silent.  "Uncle Li, can you succeed this time?" A charming middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit asked with irrepressible excitement in his eyes.  "You should be more confident than me." Mr. Li smiled slightly, his somewhat cloudy eyes staring closely at the yellowed oil painting of "The Founding Ceremony" hanging on the opposite wall.  "The Chairman's unfinished business must be completed in our hands. If I were not completely sure, I would feel like I am in a dream." The man in Tang suit sighed.  "This National Day celebration will surely become another major event after the Founding Ceremony of the People's Republic of China. If it succeeds, Nanyang will also be the country of the Chinese, and the entire west coast of the Pacific and the east coast of the Indian Ocean will have only one voice in the future.  That's Mandarin." Mr. Li's somewhat furrowed face glowed brightly and he smiled cheerfully.  "The impulsive boy I was back then has now grown to this point. My wife has seen the power of those Kung Fu masters, and I have begun to believe that there is a magical force driving the development of everything."  The man was a little sad.  "When contemporary people do contemporary things, at least we have a clear conscience." Mr. Li said calmly.  ¡­ After several months of qualifying, the finals of the martial arts conference have also begun.  The heavy snow has cleared, and as far as the eye can see, it is beautiful and peaceful.  But under this harmonious and beautiful scenery, the martial arts conference that had been brewing for a long time and affected people all over the world began with great fanfare.  New Year¡¯s Eve, Beijing.  Early in the morning, many international flights arrived at the Beijing airport one after another.  Then, many people with solemn faces and energetic temperaments got off the plane, got into various cars, and rushed directly to the Beijing Olympic Village.  And these people all exude a temperament that is difficult to get close to, either they are arrogant or intimidating, or they are terrifying, or their minds go blank when they see them.  The people who come to participate in the martial arts conference are all carefully selected from various countries. They are the first-class strong people in the world.  There are all kinds of people, including army leaders and underground boxing champions.  There are famous martial artists, powerful killers, gang bosses, monks, Catholics, members of Muslim terrorist organizations, etc.  Now, they are all performing members on the final stage of competition at the pinnacle of human physical strength!  The venue of the martial arts conference finals is in Beijing.  The plainclothes officers who monitor the various challengers at the martial arts conference are all China's most outstanding special forces soldiers.  The three ace special forces of Changfeng, Lijian, and Fang joined forces with national security, public security, armed police and other violent agencies. Under the leadership of Dragon Soul, they worked together for the first time to ensure and control the stability of this martial arts conference and prevent all incidents.  occur.  "Liu Qing, this time General Wang, Instructor Yan, Instructor Liu, and even Instructor Wu are participating in this martial arts conference. What happened this time is really extraordinary. These people are also extremely powerful people, and they kill people.  Arson, everything, all gathered in Beijing, how can we control the situation? Moreover, the US, Russia, Japanese and Korean militaries, and the militaries of various European countries must have sent spies to infiltrate. What a complicated way?  Once something happens, even if we can suppress it, the impact will be huge." A strong soldier on the side was a little confused, his face was a little pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.  Although she and Liu Qing participated in the trials, they were eliminated in the preliminaries and are now assigned to airport duty.  Although she was not weak in martial arts, she would feel helpless when she saw the world-class experts gradually gathering one after another.  "What do you know? This is the spirit of the emperor. We have recovered Taiwan, and the entire Nanyang is now controlled by us Chinese. I believe that a unified country led by Chinese will soon be established. South Korea and Japan are even used by us.  Economic means have been defeated, and we have no opponents in the whole of Asia. What can they do when they come to Beijing?" Liu Qing had a strong view of the overall situation and said proudly, "This martial arts conference has great influence in the world.  , it is not much better than the previous military operations. Think about it, so many masters are gathered together? What a complicated situation? Arranging the finals in the capital is to express their stance to all the countries and major forces in the world, and control Taiwan.  Asia is only the first step. Next, influencing the international trend is the most important thing. If we can handle it easily this time when the world's top players arrive in the capital, this will show the country's strength to the world. At this moment, the country finally has the ability to stand out in the world.  "Confidence." "Attention, attention. The Japanese martial arts team has arrived at the airport. Iga Yuan is taking the lead and has come down. There are fifty-six members in total. No one is allowed to leave your sight for three seconds."  A serious order came from the hidden headset.  This is just a small shot at the beginning of the martial arts conference. The camera turns to the center of the stadium.In the stands.  As the soul of this martial arts conference and a person who invested 10 billion US dollars, the two teams of the Dragon Gang headed by Wang Yue and Wang Chao were the first to arrive.  This stadium is very huge. At a glance, the top is like a dome, covering the ground.  There is a huge square in the middle, and all around it are bleacher seats, with more than 100,000 seats.  It was very quiet in the venue.  There were no noisy reporters and no spectators.  Some are just a breath of silence and chilling.  All the ups and downs begin and end here.  "From today on, I wonder how much blood will be stained on the ground here? How many souls of warriors will remain here? How many thrilling battles will happen that will make even ghosts and gods howl?" Wang Chao looked at the empty stadium,  He said calmly.  "The burden on me has been lifted. I won't hold back this time." Wang Yue looked at the sky and smiled.  "Neither can I, because this is a martial arts competition. Once you are on stage, there is no brotherhood anymore." Wang Chao said seriously.  "This time, one of us will die. It may be me, or it may be you." Wang Yue seemed to be recounting something about someone else.  "When you enter the martial arts arena, life or death is no longer important. What's important is winning. Besides, good things come in pairs. Our Dragon Gang happens to be short of a good sword. Corresponding to the 'Chapter of the Origin', this sword jointly created by all the countries in the world  I like the martial arts golden sword very much." Wang Chao said with a smile.  "I won't say much else, let's see you in the finals!" Wang Yue stretched out his palm and patted it, and Wang Chao also greeted it with tacit understanding. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Snap!  Snap!  Three high fives, fight to the death. ?¡­ ?Two or three hours later.  Almost all the martial artists from Chinese gangs around the world are here!  There are thousands of people in total, all of whom are masters of martial arts, walking in the grounds of this Olympic stadium.  Gradually, the whole day passed, and more and more people were present.  People kept coming in and sitting down.  Martial artists from many Muslim countries in the Middle East Martial artists from many European countries Representatives of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Killing machines sent by South African mercenary companies to participate in martial arts conferences Even international  Members sent by three or five well-known assassination organizations on the black market As well as gold medal fighters and elite combat members sent by the mafia There are also many free fighting groups organized by large consortiums The sky is gradually getting dark.  The entire hall of the stadium was brightly lit.  At the last moment of 12 o'clock in the morning, there are now more than 5,000 people in the audience, but it is even more silent. There is no sound. You can hear the sound of a needle drop, coughing, footsteps, getting up, rubbing, etc., a little.  Can't hear it.  After twelve o'clock, the bell in the stadium rang, marking the beginning of a new day.  At this moment, Yan Yuanyi, Feng Cai, walked in from the door. Feng Cai held a four-foot-long, palm-wide sword in both hands, with a bright yellow body. It was obviously a giant sword made of pure gold.  This is the symbol of the highest honor in this martial arts competition, the Golden Sword of Martial Arts!  ¡­ At this time, in more than a dozen secret rooms at the highest location of this large Olympic venue, a group of dozens of mysterious people arrived.  Today is a grand gathering of warriors, a gathering of the strongest people in the world. These big shots also took time out of their busy schedules to come.  "What a terrifying group of people. If this is the era of cold weapons, it won't be us who rule the world, but them." A man with a high nose, blue eyes, wearing a suit, with five bodyguards around him.  A similar Russian, the current Russian Prime Minister, Putin once went to the Shaolin Temple to watch martial arts.  "That's definitely not the case. Our China, in ancient times, had no shortage of such people, but they were not rulers" The man in Tang suit who was in Li Jinshu's courtyard looked at the high platform in front of him with a mysterious smile.  Wang Yue, holding a golden sword, smiled and said, "It's not that the stronger the power, the stronger the power." "Martial artists from all over the world have almost arrived by now. This martial arts conference has begun.  Well, this golden sword, which weighs one hundred and eight pounds and symbolizes the highest honor in martial arts, is placed in the middle of the field. Whoever can be proudest in the end will get this golden sword." Wang Yue waved his hand.  The golden sword broke through the air, emitting a sharp sonic boom, and landed straight on a cylindrical platform in the center of the huge venue. Under the illumination of various colors of lights, the golden sword became even more gorgeous and dazzling.  Just after the Golden Sword of Martial Arts appeared, it marked the true beginning of the Martial Arts Conference, and the bloody fighting truly began.  The scene fell into great silence again.  After the silence, everyone presentEveryone looked towards the east side of the huge gymnasium, because there was a huge screen on the east wall. A series of names were jumping quickly on the screen, with thousands of names jumping and running on it.  This is a computer randomly selecting opponents.  The huge screen on the wall flickered with strange lights.  After flashing for a full thirty minutes, two names appeared.  Hongmen, China, style.  Japan, Igamoto.  The finals of the martial arts conference will last for one month, and this is just the beginning.  But everyone knows in their hearts that when faced with a life-and-death contest, in the end, not many people dare to face it calmly.  In less than a month, the final results will be out.  .  .  .  .  .  .  There are many competitions, but among the people who really attract attention, Wang Yue is definitely at the top.  On the third day, the first scene, the name flashing on the big screen stopped.  Hassan Ben Hobo Wang Yue "After watching these fights, I realized that special army fighting training, boxing championship gold belt competitions, etc. are not worth mentioning." At this moment, in the secret box,  Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Putin rubbed his hands together and looked very excited.  "You have watched every game in the past two days without stopping, and you are still gearing up. Do you also want to go on the court to compete with these people? I will ask Wang Yue to make arrangements to ensure that you can have a good time." The man in Tang suit said with a smile.  .  "That's no need. I admire General Wang Yue's ability, so I won't bother. Huh? He's finally on the field. You must take a good look at this. How many tricks do you think they have to go through?" Pukin rubbed his hands.  He put it down again, shook his head, and picked up a high-power military telescope next to him to look at the center of the distant field.  "It will be over soon, because he never disappoints." The man in Tang suit smiled.  The broadcast sounded and subtitles appeared.  In the circle where a large group of Muslim martial artists gathered, there was a sinister laughter that could freeze the bones, and a figure flashed to the center of the field like an arrow.  Judging from the speed, this person is already Danjin. Non-martial arts circles, such as Muay Thai, karate, judo and other areas are in an uproar. After all, Danjin can sweep them all.  Arriving at the venue, the figure shook a bit.  He stopped steadily, but there was a man wearing a large white robe, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, a hooked nose, and bright yellow eyes. The most appropriate description for him is that he is sinister and weird.  "Who is this? In the martial arts world of the Arab world, Imati, the highest achiever in martial arts, has been killed by my master. And Ali, the highest achiever in religious protection, was also defeated by his uncle in Paris. Why did another one appear?  Danjin master?" Huo Ling'er in the main stand opened her eyes suddenly.  "This Hassan Ben Hobo is not a martial artist, but a religious leader. So he was not invited. He is also the true successor of the ancient Muslim boxing technique, and that Ali is also the most outstanding disciple. The Muslim religion is better than the Japanese  Those religions are much more orthodox and ancient," Yan Yuanyi said calmly.  "No matter how powerful you are, what can you do? If you meet Wang Yue, you will just die." Fengcai said with a smile.  "He is more than just a Dan Jin?" Wang Chao nodded and finally spoke, "His disciples are all masters at the inner gang level, and he will never be worse than his disciples. It's just a pity that there will be another Gang Jin  The master has fallen. " At this time, at some point in the center of the square, a man in white appeared opposite Hobo. He had calm eyes, slender fingers, and a tall figure. He seemed to have no momentum at all, and was more powerful than ordinary people.  Normally, it only gives people a sense of tranquility and peace.  The clothes on the body are very special. The whole person seems to be entangled by a golden dragon. The vivid golden dragon seems to surge out from the clothes at any time. This clothes are modeled on the warrior uniforms of the Han and Tang Dynasties by brothers Wang Yue and Wang Chao.  The Chinese martial arts uniforms are designed together with Chinese martial artists from all over the world. There is a dragon on the Chinese martial arts uniforms, which means everyone is like a dragon.  But the only difference is that the dragon patterns at each level of kung fu are different. In today's world, only masters who break the void can be worthy of the golden dragon.  The tranquility of human beings and the arrogance of dragons are combined to create an extreme harmony. The people in the entire giant stadium felt relaxed at this moment, as if they were watching a movie.  "How is your apprentice Ali doing now?" Wang Yue said with a smile.  "He committed suicide." A trace of sadness flashed in Hobo's eyes, and then he said calmly.  "Don't be sad, you will go back to accompany him soon." Wang Yue caught the other person's emotions and comforted him.  "Before that, I will send you to see the true God." Huo Bo said piously as if he was feeling the worship of all living beings.  "Haha" Wang Yue just smiled slightly, butThe sound and emotion seemed to be directly transmitted to the ears and hearts of the more than 100,000 spectators present, which was a kind of disdain and helplessness.  As soon as the bell rang, Hobo took the initiative, turned his legs, and rushed forward. His body moved left and right, and the coccyx joints of his body shook violently, making a series of roaring sounds. His whole body seemed to be transformed into a human being.  A giant rattlesnake.  In the blink of an eye, he swam in front of Wang Yue. His tail swung again, and his whole body seemed to jump high.  boom!  Like the muffled thunder in the sky, the hairs on the skin of the entire stadium stood on end, as if they felt an earthquake-like heart palpitation.  Wang Yue did not make any extra moves, he just took a step forward and simply jabed. His punches were like running water and like falling stars. No one could see clearly which part of Huo Bo was hit by this punch. Even  Audiences with weak eyesight felt that Wang Yue did not take action at all, because he did not see clearly at all.  Opposite him, Huo Bo only has one feeling now, that he is fighting the True God, because only the True God's boxing skills can make him unable to dodge, unable to fight, and unable to have the idea of ??counterattack. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? There was an extremely low muffled sound, and Hobo flew upside down for more than ten feet. When he landed on the ground, his body was intact, and his clothes were not damaged at all. He seemed to be asleep.  Silence, the entire arena was silent.  For a while, the Muslim religious leader Hobo remained motionless. It was only when his whole body began to collapse and the skin around him began to overflow with a large amount of blood that he was confirmed dead by the referee, and then the battle was confirmed to be over.  After the battle, the world's most authoritative doctor's report on Hobo's body claimed that all the bones, internal organs, fascia, blood vessels and essence in Hobo's body were reduced to pieces, but there was no trace of any damage to the entire surface of the skin.  The damage can be called a miracle of corpse preservation in history.  Later, the doctor urged Muslims to donate Hobo's body for research. Of course, Hobo was a religious leader, so this was obviously impossible.  The moment Hobo fell, in the vast stadium, a red archbishop wearing a platinum robe, blond hair, and holding a platinum cross in his hand was carefully wiping a platinum cross in his hand with white silk, his face pale.  Emit a blazing light.  Then he stood up and walked out of the competition venue without saying a word to the priests around him.   That night, the young bishop quietly came to an inconspicuous apartment in the Olympic Village. As soon as he stepped into the apartment, someone was already waiting for him under a big tree in the courtyard. It seemed that the two had already made an appointment to meet.  and location.  "You can't hide anything from General Wang. If you want to create a religion, I believe there will be many people who believe in you." The bishop smiled freely, with a handsome face and a holy temperament, and he would have a cordial feeling for him for no reason.  .  The Chinese is very fluent and melodious, as if listening to hymns.  "Mr. Augustus, you came to me when it was dark and windy at night. You didn't just want to compete with me, right?" Obviously, the person who spoke was Wang Yue.  Now in Augustus, Wang Yue can see at a glance that he is very powerful. He is definitely not as powerful as the saint of the past. His spiritual realm is also very powerful, and he seems to be able to influence slightly.  to his mental state.  "I'm here to continue Maria's unfinished mission. General Wang will not forget the battle in Paris, right?" Augustus said lightly.  "Just you?" Wang Yue smiled slightly.  "If it was just me, of course I wouldn't come." Augustus said confidently.  As he spoke, his temperament suddenly changed, his blond hair turned snow-white, and the night wind blew like snow falling in the wind.  Augustus¡¯ legs were crossed and running, and with every step he took, the two footprints in the snow were nearly ten meters apart!  You can see how wide his long strides are.  Wang Yue could only hear the sound of blood rolling around the other party's legs, waist, hands, back, and neck. If the wind blew the fire, his physical strength would burst out instantly, and the clothes on his body would suddenly expand, and the white-gold clothes would be blown away by the strong wind.  It flapped and flew like Hai Dongqing's wings. He lifted it up and struck out with a punch. His round arms and pointed hands were like a long knight's round spear, piercing Wang Yue's heart.  This attack had more than four punches of force, and Gang Jin's strength was fully revealed.  "The saint is no match for me, and you, the bishop, are even less so." Wang Yue smiled softly, and he didn't have any special moves, just a long punch and a straight push.  In a head-to-head confrontation, no one in the world can be his opponent.  Suddenly, Augustus felt that what he was facing was a huge meteorite impacting with acceleration. The bombardment of the giant rocket launcher and the feeling of death caused by the roar of the rockets made his powerful heart feel broken.  sign.  At this critical moment, not far awayThe breath suddenly shook slightly, and an invisible ripple struck over, pointing directly at Wang Yue's temple.  It was a bullet, a silenced sniper round.  His grasp of shooting, timing and positioning are all top-notch. His unpredictable marksmanship is comparable to that of the gun king Cheng Shanming. Unfortunately, the sniper's own kung fu is at best limited to strength, and bullets cannot really threaten Wang Yue.  Just when Wang Yue was not paying attention, the air ripples also vibrated in four different directions!  It turned out that there were four more bullets, shooting at various vital parts of Wang Yue's body!  Five bullets, bullets fired by five masters of strength, no wonder Augustus dared to come and provoke him.  At this critical moment, Wang Yue finally regained his composure, started to move forward, and his body twisted rapidly!  Phew! Phew! Phew!  Five bullets shot through the bluestone floor and disappeared.  "A swallow returns to its nest, and at the moment when the body changes, the bullet hits the ground, the body appears again in the same place, and the Meteor Fist is still directly facing Augustus.  Bang!  There was no suspense about the result. Augustus was shocked to death by this punch.  The most senior archbishop in the Catholic Church was killed with one punch.  Under the induction of Qi machine, Wang Yue's body turned into a ghost, and he quickly found five snipers. The American gun king, the Russian gun king, the British gun king, the German gun king, and the Italian gun king were all killed. ?¡­ ?The seventh day, the twelfth game.  Chinese Dragon Soul, Wang Yue, Wu Style Baji, Wu Kongxuan There was silence in the entire stadium that could accommodate 100,000 people.  In the past, he killed Muslim religious leaders instantly, and counter-killed the Christian Red Lord and the five gun kings. All of this demonstrated Wang Yue's world-class strength. In addition, he paid off Taiwan, expelled European and American economic and military influence in East Asia, and controlled  He dominated the Western Pacific and was promoted to national honorary general. The glory of the national hero even overshadowed Wang Chao, who swept the Japanese martial arts world, the leader of the Dragon Gang of the World Chinese United Association, and the first quasi-president of the Southern Tang Federal Republic.  Compared with Wang Chao's previous defeat of Russia's top black boxing master Kmirlov, Wang Yue didn't seem to have much expectations for this match, because Wu Kongxuan didn't have any reputation, and even martial artists who practiced martial arts didn't know him well.  The origin of.  A long roar came from the players' seats in the stadium. The sound that penetrated the gold and cracked stone carried the domineering and domineering power of dominating the world. The power was far-reaching and seemed to be endless, just like the power from the ancient times.  Amidst the roar, an old man with white hair and a boyish face suddenly jumped out of the contestants' seats at a height of several feet and jumped down out of thin air. Every step he took was like a big bird spreading its wings and soaring into the air. When he landed on the ground and bounced back up, the ground shook violently.  , cracked potholes appear.  Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, five ups and downs, five huge vibrations hit everyone's heart, and the last sound that fell into the field almost caused a slight earthquake in the entire stadium.  Wu Kongxuan's appearance can be said to have won enough eyeballs and hearts, and aroused a high momentum. A feeling of a master in the world, a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger emerged spontaneously.  "General Wang Yue, you defeated my junior brother Yue Peng in Hainan, but you didn't expect that we would bump into each other today." Wu Kongxuan's pale golden face showed no expression at all, and his eyes like colorful glass beads shone with luster, seemingly casually.  Looking at Wang Yue who was already waiting on the field.  Obviously, his kung fu has reached the level where he can control some genes in his body, which is at least the level of Wai Gang. Even if he does not break the void, he is still at the peak of his strength.  "Are you the Bajiquan master that Yue Peng mentioned who practiced Maurya Fist to the extreme? Unfortunately, although you have partially integrated Bajiquan, Maurya Fist and Yubu, you have even practiced Bajiquan to an unprecedented level.  , but it is still Baji Quan. Without your own martial arts understanding, no matter how high your boxing skills are, you can't reach the point of breaking the void. From the beginning to the end, you care too much about Baji Quan." Wang Yue shook his head, a little regretful.  Listening to the opponent's momentum, I was quite looking forward to it, but as I glanced over, I saw that the opponent's strength did not break the void's indestructible state, so there was no threat at all.  Now he has reached the perfect state of breaking through the void and seeing God's immortality, and has even touched the edge of the next level.  The person in front of him might have been a bit difficult to deal with a year ago, but for him now, he is not worthy of his full strength. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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