My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

Su Qingyang is the young owner of Datong Commercial Bank, with a strong family background.

The opponent, Yan Lincu, was unknown.

There is not much difference in age between the two, but there is such a disparity in strength, around the arena, disciples from various martial arts schools are also discussing one after another.

It's just that Yan Lincu is bigger than Su Qingyang after all, and his body looks much stronger. Neither of them is a very good player. Although there were many discussions, it did not cause much disturbance.

That Yan Lin walked down the arena proudly, approached the disciples of Baiyun Gymnasium, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect you to be so weak, I used a little more force..."

Several disciples of Baiyun Gym were very angry when they saw him like this.

Feng Yuancheng raised his hand with a smile, shook his head and sneered but did not answer.

"Heh..." Yan Lincu pursed his lips, looked at Feng Yuancheng with a half-smile, shook his head, turned around and left without saying much!

But Feng Yuancheng narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the young man's leaving back!

Chen Fan frowned.

When Yan Lincu fought against Su Qingyang, he just punched in the most common way, using force to overcome skill, without using any skills or martial arts at all!

It's just that if you don't use martial arts, you may not have mastered it...

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but look at Yan Lincuo a few more times.

And as if feeling something, Yan Lincu suddenly turned around, grinning and showing a mouthful of white teeth!

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and didn't make any moves. He didn't have a chance to show his strength at this time, but a little transparency didn't attract anyone's attention.

...

The average strength of Baiyun Gymnasium is really strong. Except for Su Qingyang and Yong Shiyu who failed, and until the end, except Feng Yuancheng and Chen Fan who have not yet competed, everyone else won!

The sky gradually dimmed.

There were even individual arenas that had already ended today's duel ahead of schedule, and there were only four people left in the fifth arena who hadn't participated in the competition yet.

Among them are Chen Fan and Feng Yuancheng!

"I'm not going to confront Feng Yuancheng in advance, am I?"

Chen Fan felt a little nervous.

Although he had confidence in himself, he had never seen Feng Yuancheng make a move after all, so he naturally didn't want to encounter such a talented opponent so early.

"The next competition in the fifth arena, Feng Yuancheng of Baiyun Gymnasium, will face Hanmei Pavilion..."

The opponent of Hanmei Pavilion!

When Feng Yuancheng came out, Chen Fan also noticed that there were more people around the ring.

Feng Yuancheng was very generous.

Hanmei Pavilion is also a well-known martial arts gym in Feiling County, with strong strength, and even a disciple of the first level of martial arts!

Of course, as a disciple of Hanmei Pavilion, this person's foundation is not comparable to the person from the small martial arts gym that Meng Qi met before!

However, in the face of Feng Yuancheng, he didn't even survive ten moves, so he was kicked out of the ring!

The strength gap is too big!

"Feng Yuan's achievements are amazing!"

Chen Fan also felt the restlessness and will to fight in his heart.

Chen Fan has watched dozens of competitions, and it is rare to see someone who wins so easily.

Even if the disciples of Hanmei Pavilion have only cultivated martial arts with third-class secret books, they are still people who have practiced real kung fu. The gap in strength between them and Feng Yuancheng is so large!

"My foundation is solid, and I have accumulated more than a dozen secret books. My foundation and physique may not be worse than Feng Yuancheng. What I am inferior is the experience in combat..."

Chen Fan understood in his heart that the children of this kind of big family have been specially trained since childhood, and even have special training partners in the family. It is not just martial arts skills and strength that are powerful!

It is a comprehensive strength.

His eyes became more and more dignified. In a small No. 5 ring, there is someone like Feng Yuancheng, so what about other rings?

The quality of the dozen or so secret books he cultivated is generally too poor, and it can only be offset by Feng Yuancheng's two sets of first-class secret books.

With this in mind, the last round of competition started, and Chen Fan also entered the ring.

last game.

And with the end of Feng Yuancheng's match, most of the people watching the match around the ring retreated immediately!

Although Chen Fan is also from the Baiyun Gym, but his name is unknown, he will naturally not be taken seriously.

Looking at the sparse arena, Chen Fan also felt inexplicably lost...

Except for the disciples of Baiyun Gym who were politely waiting for Chen Fan, almost all the people from other martial arts gyms had left.

Under the ring.

In the direction of the disciples of Baiyun Gym, Meng Fan cheered for Chen Fan.

Su Qingyang looked at Chen Fan dejectedly, feeling a little unbalanced in his heart, expecting that Chen Fan would also lose for the best!

"The last game, start!"

With the order of the referee.

Chen Fan immediately rushed towards the boy opposite him.

The other party was a disciple of the Four Elephants Gate, about fourteen or fifteen years old, not much older than Chen Fan.

Seeing Chen Fan's actions like this, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, stepped back in a panic, raised his hand and punched.

Snapped.

The two are simply compatible.

The young man backed up four or five steps in a row.

There was horror on his face.

After all, Chen Fan has mastered more than a dozen strength-training cheats. Although he has only practiced martial arts for a short time, his body is full of vitality and strength, far surpassing the boy in front of him!

As soon as Chen Fan fought against each other, he felt that this young man was of average strength, and his battle experience was not much better than his own.

Because it wasn't a deathmatch, after Chen Fan confirmed that he would win, he didn't take advantage of the situation to chase after him. Instead, he fought slowly and practiced his boxing skills!

A set of "Wind and Thunder Palm" has only been played a few times, and they fought for thirty or forty rounds in a row. The boy on the opposite side stepped back again and again, but directly shouted to admit defeat!

Even though Chen Fan didn't try to force him, the difference in strength between the two made him unable to handle it, and it became more and more difficult for him to deal with it.

Chen Fan stopped his movements.

The two opponents bowed to each other and got off the ring.

Chen Fan did not use the Wind and Thunder Palm in battle to make a breakthrough in this move, and he failed to realize it again...

"Is this not an actual battle? Is the opponent's strength too weak, or...does it really have to be a real desperate battle before I can understand it?"

Chen Fan couldn't help feeling helpless when he thought of the scene when he killed Pi Liu.

He walked to the ring thoughtfully.

Meng Fan smiled and hugged Chen Fan's shoulders, "Congratulations on winning!"

It's a pity that Chen Fan's opponent is average, and neither of them are disciples of famous aristocratic families. Such a victory is not taken seriously by the people present.

The only congratulatory person was Meng Fan.

But when it came to seeing Chen Fan win, the one who felt the most ups and downs was Su Qingyang.

Both of them are new students, and they are still students in the same class. They also happen to represent two different classes. Su Qingyang's heart is unavoidably out of balance, but he is a loser after all, and he is ashamed and angrily unwilling to look at Chen Fan at all...

...

Chen Fan's boxing progress has improved a lot.

His "talent" is special, and when he breaks through in strength training, he can quickly react to his body.

Throughout the day, he was able to rush all the energy and blood in his body, and his physique slowly improved.

Correspondingly, the intake of nutrients will also increase. He ate two extra bowls for dinner at night!

And with the breakthrough, his body will also experience a small round of rapid improvement time in the future, and the demand for nutrients will also be more!

The next day, the game continued.

Today is not only the follow-up qualifiers, but also the competition in the loser's bracket.

Su Qingyang and other defeated disciples were also asked to come over.

Although there is no possibility of winning bonuses, they still have to wait to participate in the competition in the loser group.

Bonuses are just motivation, the real purpose of martial arts is to hone the disciples of each school!

The gong struck.

Today's game starts again.

Chen Fan, who was at the bottom of the first round, was the first to take the stage this time, and his opponent happened to be a disciple from Feihumen named Zhang Feihong!

This person looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and strong, wearing a gray cloth gown, obviously he was just a commoner disciple.

Generally speaking, age is the most common evaluation criterion for strength.

Even students with poor talent, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, have to practice kung fu for a few years more than others, and their strength is generally stronger.

"Chen Fan, come on!"

Meng Qi shouted from below to cheer Chen Fan up.

Su Qingyang, who was next to the disciple team of Baiyun Gymnasium, watched Chen Fan come to the stage, but there was a flash of complexity in his eyes, and he muttered silently in his heart:

"You must lose, I don't believe you are so lucky!"

Sometimes, it's not a big deal for me to fail, but the success of someone I despise is even more unacceptable!

In the arena.

Chen Fan nodded towards Meng Qi who was in the audience, then turned his head and looked solemnly at the Feihumen disciple in front of him.

Having confidence in one's own strength does not mean despising any opponent.

Everyone's level is not too outrageous, and they are still mortal bodies. In this level of battle, anyone has the possibility of turning defeat into victory!

Because the first few kung fu that Chen Fan learned were all from Feihumen, he also has different emotions towards this sect in his heart.

And Feihumen is also one of the few boxing gyms that can compete with Baiyun Gymnasium!

Coupled with the deliberate provocation of the young man named Yan Lincu yesterday, Baiyun Gymnasium also seems to have a special atmosphere against the disciples of Feihumen!

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Feihong rushed over and punched out.

Snapped!

Chen Fan also punched out.

Zhang Feihong felt the vigorous force coming from Chen Fan's fist, and couldn't help but take a step back.

He couldn't help but take another look at Chen Fan. Although the other person was not short, his face was obviously immature, and he was obviously not too old.

"This kid has great strength!"

Chen Fan couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Because, he could see that the boxing technique used by this guy was the fierce tiger boxing, and he could even feel that this guy had already cultivated his internal energy!

"Fierce Tiger Fist" is certainly a bad street skill, but it is a second-class cheat book after all, with a certain threshold. This Feihong doesn't seem to have any background. It is not easy to practice this cheat book!

"It's a formidable opponent!"

Chen Fan raised his vigilance and was determined to hone himself. He didn't take advantage of the situation to chase after him. Instead, he used "Wind and Thunder Palm" steadily.

Clap clap!

Zhang Feihong has developed his inner breath, punches fiercely and decisively, and his shots are experienced, which is obviously different from those disciples who can only apply strength training kung fu, and obviously has a lot of experience in actual combat.

If it wasn't for Chen Fan's strong physique and exuberant energy and blood, I'm afraid he would inevitably feel flustered!

All the disciples of Baiyun Gym were excited to see that Chen Fan did not fall behind!

Although they couldn't see Zhang Feihong's specific strength, they could tell from the opponent's age and figure that the opponent was difficult to deal with!

But on the ring, Zhang Feihong was sweating on his head, his hair fluttering with the wind, but he never won. Instead, the fight became more and more difficult, and he felt more and more anxious.

"I want to break into the top 30 of everyone and get twenty taels of silver. How can I lose here?!"

Twenty taels of silver is a windfall for a disciple from an ordinary family!

Even disciples who practice real kung fu cannot ignore it!

And this person can practice the internal energy of "Tiger Fist" and has not weak combat experience, and it is really possible to break into the top 30.

Unable to attack, Zhang Feihong's eyes were red, he bent down suddenly, and kicked Chen Fan violently towards Chen Fan's crotch!

This person actually used the moves of fighting in the market.

Chen Fan avoided it hastily and frowned.

This person's follow-up turned out to be even more rogue, with frequent tricks.

Chen Fan was indeed a little underwhelmed, but his strength surpassed this person by a lot, so he was able to handle it.

He frowned and stared at Zhang Feihong. If it wasn't for being on the ring, he would have thrown the lime and chili water over!

And Zhang Feihong's eyes were red, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"I can't lose!"

When a person has no scruples and only has victory as his goal, his difficulty level suddenly increases a lot.

This person's follow-up moves have been aimed at Chen Fan's next three ways, and he will do everything he can!

There are not so many restrictions on the rules of this martial arts meeting, as long as you don't use weapons or take forbidden drugs, any means are acceptable!

Under the arena, seeing such a scene, Feng Yuancheng shook his head and asserted: "Chen Fan is going to lose..."