jiquan reincarnation

Chapter 81 Brake Pattern
The battle with Ruan Yuanhe made Zhao Xuanqi famous among the participants of this session.

After all, Ruan Yuanhe was a quasi-tenth-level existence, and everyone was amazed by the bravery and ferocity he showed on the ring.

However, Zhao Xuanqi defeated him with the attitude of a tyrant, which made many people think that he might still have a certain hidden strength.

In any case, after the First World War, Zhao Xuanqi has become a strong contender for Shiying from an unknown martial arts rookie, and has been on the focus list of all major schools.

After winning the second round, Zhao Xuanqi didn't stay too long, turned around and left the ring. Having won two games in a row, he has already locked in the top 32 position. There will be no more matches for him today, and the top 32 competition will be officially held tomorrow. start.

He came to the second floor and found Weng Xiaolin who was watching the battle. The old man was already smiling from ear to ear looking at him.

Zhao Xuanqi originally planned to take advantage of the afternoon to wander around the Guangdong-Guangfu Mansion alone, go to Guangdong-Guangzhou University to help Zhao Qin complete the corresponding procedures, and then find time to meet the National Salvation Council at the address in the envelope that Ma Maocheng gave him People from Shenwu Department.

However, Weng Xiaolin said that after the afternoon competition, the eight tiger-shaped boxing schools in Guangdong will hold a small gathering, no matter what they say, they will let Zhao Xuanqi go with him, and they will not let him move freely at all.

Zhao Xuanqi also felt a little helpless, knowing that this old man had the best face in his life. He had just defeated Ruan Yuanhe, who was a quasi-ten British, and became one of the most influential players among the contestants. How could this old man let go of such a long-faced man? good chance.

But Zhao Xuanqi was also embarrassed to take Weng Xiaolin's face off, after all, the old man only had this little hobby.

So, he was reluctantly pulled to the Tiger-shaped Fist gathering to act as a toolman for the whole afternoon, supporting the scene for Weng Xiaolin. The eight Tiger-shaped fist schools in Guangdong, including the strongest Taihe Tiger-shaped boxing representative disciples, took the initiative to come To make friends with him, after all, even if it is the Taihe Tiger Form, the best result in the martial arts competition is the top sixteen. Although the strength of the representative disciples of this session is good, it depends on luck whether they can reach the top sixteen.

The party lasted until the evening, Weng Xiaolin was obviously drunk at the dinner party, and when he walked back to the hotel, he had to be supported by Zhao Xuanqi, and he kept babbling drunken words, because he got too drunk, like a monk doing things Even after chanting the mantra, Zhao Xuanqi couldn't understand what he was talking about.

In short, he could feel that Weng Xiaolin was very happy.

"I won the title of Ten Heroes for the Xiaolin Martial Arts Academy, and it's not in vain for you and me as a master and apprentice."

Zhao Xuanqi sent Weng Xiaolin back to the hotel, looking at Weng Xiaolin who was already sleeping on the bed at this time, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

On the second day, the top 32 matches were held as scheduled.

This time, the number of spectators increased again, and the martial arts hall was crowded with people.

Today's competition will determine the top ten of this session.

In the first round, sixteen matches will be played at the same time, and the top sixteen will be determined. Eight out of ten will be directly determined in the top sixteen matchup, and the remaining two positions will be decided by eight people in the loser's bracket.

On the last day of the Martial Arts Club, it was a qualifying match for the quarterfinals. After all, Wen Wu was the first and Wu Wu was the second.

Zhao Xuanqi drew lots together with other contestants, this time he seemed to be lucky, the "opponent" he drew was a "parallel importer".

In fact, it can't be called a parallel importer, at least this person's strength is a bit stronger than Cheng Cuiying back then, enough to be worthy of the top 32 position, but compared to him now, his strength is not enough.

It didn't take long for Fang Fang to be knocked off the ring by a palm under Zhao Xuanqi's ferocious attack, and fell to the ground, spitting blood from the mouth. His eyes were a little helpless, but he didn't feel too unwilling.

After all, this is a real skill that is inferior to others, so there is nothing to say.

The brothers and even the master in the same martial arts school could only shake their heads and sigh, lamenting that it was a bad time to meet a quasi-ten-level master.

Because Zhao Xuanqi's battle ended quickly, he still had time to watch the battles in other arenas.

During the battle, he discovered that among the ten heroes there were indeed many interesting masters.

A tall and strong man, his body is vigorous like a swimming dragon, his spine is flexible to the extreme, and his movement is like a dragon wandering in the water.

A young man of medium stature, his strike speed is so fast that it surpasses common sense. When this person strikes vigorously, his eyes seem to shine brightly. Zhao Xuanqi actually feels that there seems to be a flash of light on this person, which makes people feel excited A sense of brilliance.

Of course, this cannot be the real light, but an effect produced by the combination of moves and witnesses, which can be called "Sword Intent". high.

There is another person with a strong physique, especially the lower body, whose latitude far exceeds his already extremely strong upper body, making him look weird.

During the movement of this person, his momentum was like a mountain pressing down on the top. When he stepped down, even the specially made arena would explode directly, which was extremely terrifying.

"The four major sects under the Guangdong-Guang Juling Sect, Longming Gong Chen Pingguang, Yaoxing Sword Du Zhan, Shanhe Zhang Yu Dafeng. These people are obviously stronger than others, and the secrets seem to be very interesting."

Zhao Xuanqi secretly thought, but the opponents of these people are not very strong, so he can't see too much.

All of a sudden, he heard exclamations, and he seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look at the ring on the other side.

I saw two figures entangled at this moment.

Brush brush! !

Above the arena, air waves surged, and the air seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, bursting out with a strong sound.

Among the two figures, one's arms, chest and back were covered by a surge of energy, which swelled to an unreasonable level. The terrifying expansion rate could even compare with Zhao Xuanqi's blood.

This person uses his palm as a saber, and his saber technique is extremely sharp, every time the saber is cut, there seems to be the sound of a ghost crying.

On the other side, his opponent was also very extraordinary, his legs and arms were covered by the surge of energy, his eyes were lowered, and the light in his eyes was dim, as if he had entered a realm of nirvana, his footwork was nimble, and his sword was extremely fast, Very weird.

A look of interest flashed across Zhao Xuanqi's eyes.

One of the four major schools, Sha Wen Dao Li Zhaotong, and this year's quasi-ten hero level master, Duan Kongliu Cui Weining?

The battle between these two is worth watching.

The entanglement between the two sides showed their extremely strong strength, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

Suddenly, Li Zhaotong's already exaggerated arms swelled a little more. This expansion obviously exceeded the limit of ordinary human bodies.

On the exposed part of his arm, one can clearly see that the protruding muscle fibers, veins, and blood vessels seem to form some strange patterns in a regular manner. brake shape.

(End of this chapter)