Chapter 39

The students of the Jinzhong martial arts school

could not help but despise their verbal battle.

"Just do it. There's so much nonsense. I guess it's just another fancy."

"It's strange that the rewards of our martial arts school are very rich. People who are not three or four want to have a try."

"That is, strength can be fake these days. For example, stimulants. Who knows if someone used stimulants in the last challenge. "

Liao xiaoduoming knew that they were talking about themselves, but casually said, "master, how do I feel the scene is in a mess. Are there mosquitoes? " Of course, Liao Xiaoduo knows that there are no mosquitoes.

"Quiet, the game will start immediately. You can log in your account and enter the viewing area if you want to see it."

Several students left bitterly, put on their virtual helmets, connected to the Internet, and wanted to enter the room, only to find that the audience was full.

I don't know if it's from the inside or from the other party. There were tens of thousands of spectators on the spectator seat.

The reason why spectators are set up in the competition field is that the platform thinks it is a valuable game. For such a competition, the platform will charge a certain amount of tickets according to the actual competition. No tickets can not enter the room, only from the traditional broadcast platform to watch.

Originally, this competition was an internal contest. Neither the martial arts school nor Liao Xiaoduo himself had thought of stir frying it. But the platform saw the huge commercial value, so it automatically set it as the admission system. In order to attract people's attention.

Of course, there is no need for the broadcast platform not to eat fish live, and as a frequent linkage with the mouth strong king, of course, in the ranks of broadcast commentators.

This can make the broadcast room after rain and sunny up again a big lively.

"Qingda, you are really good. You can also come to such a big game?" Fans are excited and curious.

"Yes, I have a strong relationship with the great God."

Tan Qingqing continued to add: "follow me later, we are the audience of the God."

"Sunny big, cow!"

In the praise of fans, one by one rocket planes soared into the air.

Liao Xiaoduo here and John Smith at the other end are ready to stop.

Both sides are unarmed and have no choice of weapon field. Close hand to hand combat is more sensitive to the strength of the other side.

Although both sides are not formal fighters, their strength is no less than that of junior warriors.

"Master, how much force do you think I should use?" On the spot, Liao Xiaoduo suddenly uttered such a sentence.

"Well, do your best."

Liao Xiaoduo had a fight with the people in the martial arts school the previous time. The power of the flower picking skill made the old cadets fly out directly, and 50% of them were seriously injured.

Therefore, Liao Xiaoduo is worried about the importance of his own actions. If one of them is not taken lightly, it will not destroy the international friendship.

John Smith over there seemed to hear the voice of this side, and said without politeness: "the guy over there, if you want to fight, use your full strength, or I will be disgraced if I win."

"Hehe, I'll take care of it."

John Smith's foundation is still Western boxing. Western boxing originated from the duel format which was popular in the society in the early days. Later, it gradually evolved into street fights and regular competitions such as boxing and fighting.

What's different is that John has integrated some Chinese martial arts into his martial arts. Therefore, Liao Xiaoduo is very familiar with some tricks.

John Smith is a pure foreigner. Compared with Chinese, he is also good at physical strength.

As a result, the battle is open and close, strength and speed among his peers, Liao Xiaoduo does not think that many people can be defeated, and seems to have no need to cherish strength.

In the face of this kind of attack, Liao Xiaoduo has a primary contact and intends to retreat to advance.

At the same time, he uses the moon hunting footwork and keeps swimming, while guarding against the opponent's punching holes.

Smith punches Liao Xiaoduo in front of his chest, and Liao Xiaoduo's emergency block can stop the blow.

Liao Xiaoduo saw that the other side failed to hit, and habitually withdrew his defense. Who knows, Smith's fist turned to palm in seconds and hit Liao Xiaoduo's chest with a blow.

Liao Xiaoduo only felt a burst of depression in his chest and the air flow was not smooth. His strength was cut off in an instant.

But John Smith's fist is still fierce, Liao Xiaoduo's heart a thought flashed: miserable?

Smith is happy to smile, while continuing to attack, while shouting: "guy, you're finished!"

Liao Xiaoduo was already a little tired. He took a breath, retreated and covered his chest. A rush of air flowed in Liao Xiaoduo's body.

A tiny muffled sound came from Liao Xiaoduo's chest.

Bang -

then Liao Xiaoduo was relaxed for a while, his posture of bending was gradually raised, and he said, "my friend, that's not necessarily true."

Liao Xiaoduo quickly deceives the body to move forward, one strike, the knife with all one's strength cleaves to the other party's neck, John Smith one dodges to avoid.And the power still stirs up a cloud of smoke.

Smith just used to hit a hole, did not expect to be easily resolved by Liao Xiaoduo.

And Liao Xiaoduo's knife hand is not a simple knife attack, but a tactic of attacking the West. John Smith has been through a lot of battles, and he can see it at a glance.

Liao Xiaoduo can't help but be more thoughtful.

John Smith is the initiative to attack, moves are ruthless, Liao Xiaoduo dare not take hard, has been looking for opportunities.

Even people like John Smith can't keep attacking with high intensity.

As time goes by, Liao Xiaoduo has been suppressed by Smith.

"As expected, it's a fancy that can't be used well. Maybe this guy really took stimulants before, and then cheated the curator and the owner."

Zhang Quan was on the side, and a brain leaped on the head of the prisoner.

"Talk a lot!"

Clock array's face gradually also has some dignified, did oneself really look out of sight?

After the rain, the studio is also boiling.

"Did I see a false god?"

"Qing Da Da, are you sure this one is the king with strong mouth?"

Tan Qingqing doesn't know what happened to the great God? How can you be so suppressed by the other side?

"I've always been concerned about the great God, and this is really the account of the great God."

"Then why are the gods so oppressed?"

"Why? You don't know who's on the other side? " A fan bought a pass, and after the rain, the studio became his platform.

But even tan Qingqing was attracted by him.

"It's said that this guy is the new young genius of the American League. He has already played many martial arts schools in China. "

"But I don't think he is a warrior. If you send one of them, you can solve it?"

"You don't understand that. The rule of kicking is that new people should not bully small ones with big ones."

"That is to say, he is also a genius in his pursuit of defeat alone?"

At the guess, people can't help but look forward to their identities.