Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 200 Martial Champion - Li Zhongwu!

On the ring stage, Ding Xie finally finished introducing the rules of defending the ring. Afterwards, the four hosts looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Please invite Li Zhongwu, the first champion of the competition, to come on stage!! Please!!"

Finally, the audience who had been quiet for a long time seemed to come alive suddenly. There were enthusiastic applause and cheers, and there were countless audiences who shouted Li Zhongwu's name.

Li Zhongwu, who had closed his eyes for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the enthusiastic audience around him, and stood up with a calm expression.

"Brother Li!!"

Suddenly Yu Fengying's call came from beside him, Li Zhongwu stopped and turned his face to look, a gust of fragrant wind came, and his warm delicate body fell into his arms, before he could respond, Yu Fengying kissed him hard on the left cheek, and then He shouted in his ear: "Come on!! Wu Zhuangyuan must be yours!!"

Seeing this, the surrounding audience let out a burst of booing.

Li Zhongwu enjoyed her hug for a while, then gently pushed her away, turned around and walked down the contestant's bench at a leisurely pace, and walked up the next step to the ring below.

Step by step, he walked towards the four hosts in the center of the ring.

A moment later, he came to the center of the arena, and with a thought, the long knife in the portable space appeared in his left hand.

Immediately, he leaned on the knife with both hands, and his calm eyes slowly scanned the players on the bench in front of him, but the host Fang Qing beeped beside him: "Wow! Although I have seen it before, I saw Li Zhongwu again. I still can't figure out where he hid such a long knife! Zhenhui, can you figure it out?"

Liu Zhenhui answered: "You shouldn't ask me this question, if you want to know the truth, you should ask Li Zhongwu himself!"

Wang Bing interjected: "Li Zhongwu! Can you clear up the confusion for us?"

As he spoke, Wang Bing put the microphone to Li Zhongwu's mouth.

The audience gradually quieted down and looked at Li Zhongwu curiously, wondering if Li Zhongwu would decrypt it.

But Li Zhongwu shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "No comment! Let's start the game!"

Wang Bing was stunned.

Seeing this, Ding Xie quickly shouted: "Okay!! Let's stop gossiping and start the competition now! Now please join me in counting down the tens! The contestants of Wu Zhuangyuan, please come to the stage directly!! Everyone count down with me!! 10, 9, 8, 7..."

As he counted down, the other three hosts, as well as the audience at the scene, gradually joined the countdown, so the sound of the countdown was like trickling down into an ocean, and the sound became louder and more orderly.

Soon, the sound of the countdown was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

The sound waves gathered by the [-] spectators at the scene were simply shocking.

The four hosts, [-] spectators at the scene, and the beauties next to each contestant (the contact person of the competition) counted down while scanning the other seven contestants in the contestant's seat.

They all want to see which player will stand up and challenge Li Zhongwu at the first time.

However, the reaction of the seven contestants on the bench at this time surprised everyone.

The sword demon Wei Jianxi, who was expected by many people to challenge Li Zhongwu on stage... closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, and sat in his seat, motionless.

Also from Tianfu City, Cao Kun, a famous swordsman who has been famous for Thunder Sword for many years, looked at the contestants on the left and the contestants on the right with a smile. It seems that he is also a member of the audience, and he also wants to see which contestant Going on stage to challenge Li Zhongwu, there is no sign that he is going to go on stage at all.

Ding Junyi, the "Northwest Hammer King" known for his fiery temper, looked down at the two rotten silver hammers at his feet, but never raised his head. It seemed that the two rotten silver hammers had matured and turned into two peerless beauties. I can't take my eyes off it, forgetting myself completely.

Cheng Taehyung, a master from the first-line sky of Shenfeng country, should be hated Li Zhongwu, because Li Zhongwu was in the ring yesterday and hacked Sato Takuma, who is also from the first-line sky, so many viewers thought that Cheng Taehyung would come on stage to challenge , to avenge his fellow student Sato Takuma.

but……

Sung Taehyung, with a handsome face, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, plugged in the earphones in a leisurely manner, and then put the earphones into his ears, as if he started listening to music?
Doesn't he want to avenge his fellow student Sato Takuma?

Yesterday Takuma Sato was split in half alive, he died so badly...

The other two white masters, one shrugged and spread his hands towards the audience, and the other looked up at the dome of the arena expressionlessly, neither of them had any intention of making a move.

Even the black master who is known for his recklessness is sitting firmly in his seat at this time, not intending to get up, not only that, he even grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

Soon, everyone's countdown counted down to "0", but none of the 7 players on the bench ended up challenging Li Zhongwu.

The entire arena gradually became quiet, and for a few seconds, there was no sound.

The four hosts on the ring, you looked at me and I looked at you, all with wry smiles on their faces.

The four of them can understand those seven contestants. After all, Li Zhongwu's kung fu that he showed before is too strong, and being strong is not so terrible. Two halves, it's kind of scary.

Who knows if he will still kill people today?
Will he still use the knife that chopped Satou Takuma yesterday?

Any contestant who was not sure of blocking that knife did not dare to act rashly at this time.

After all, although the title of champion of martial arts sounds good, and the bonus of up to [-] million is also very tempting, but in comparison, life must be the most important thing.

Kungfu practiced to the level of Wei Jianxi and the others, if they want to make money, they have plenty of opportunities, and if they want to be famous, they have already become famous.

Yes!

Who in this arena doesn't know that Li Zhongwu walked out of the primeval forest a few months ago?Li Zhongwu, who has no family and no job, is a poor ghost in the eyes of Wei Jianxi and other long-established masters.

Before Li Zhongwu entered the arena today, they heard what the host said when he was interviewed by the host on the red carpet.

—— Li Zhongwu has been eyeing the first prize of "Wu Zhuangyuan" from the very beginning.

It is even more frightening to think that Li Zhongwu is probably very poor at present and will definitely work hard for the first prize.

As the old saying goes, those who are ruthless are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of death.

And the past history has already told the world countless times—those who don’t want to die are often poor ghosts, and the poorer they are, the more daring they are to risk their lives.

If you are poor to a certain extent, you dare to rebel.

"Wei Jianxi!! Come on!!"

In the silent arena, the roar of an audience suddenly sounded.

From the audience's roaring voice, many people guessed that he should bet heavily on the sword demon Wei Jianxi.

And as he roared, more and more spectators began to yell "Wei Jianxi", and many spectators began to yell to urge the other contestants.

but……

Even if they shouted their throats, Wei Jianxi and others on the contestant's bench were unmoved.

There is quite a demeanor of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing his face.

Thin-skinned ones, such as Northwest Hammer King Ding Junyi, couldn't bear the urging of the audience, moved their buttocks uncomfortably on the seat, and even closed their eyes.

Gradually, the roars of the audience gradually decreased.

Some spectators who had bet heavily on Wei Jianxi and other players stared at Wei Jianxi and them with tears in their eyes, and some even cried bitterly.

It's like being betrayed by a loved one.

But it was still useless, Wei Jianxi and the others remained unmoved.

on the ring.

Li Zhongwu was still holding a long knife in both hands, and looked at the contestants in front of him with a calm expression. He didn't care who would come up to challenge him. The title of No. [-] Scholar became the owner of the [-] million bonus.

He had just figured it out, no matter who came to challenge on stage, he would kill the opponent with one blow, make a quick decision, and get the ranking as soon as possible.

At this time, he was a little surprised that the 7 players on the bench were so cowardly, none of the 7 players dared to come up.

"Is there really no one coming up to challenge?"

The host Fang Qing asked unwillingly, because she knew that if someone challenged Li Zhongwu, it would definitely increase the ratings of the show.

Even if there is one.

The seven contestants on the bench seemed not to have heard her question, and remained motionless.

Seeing this, Liu Zhenhui yelled, "Wu Zhuangyuan's bonus is as high as 1 million!!"

She wanted to stimulate Wei Jianxi and the others with the bonus.

After all, the "Wu Zhuangyuan" competition can attract so many masters from all over the world to participate every year, the main reason is that the prize money of this program is too generous!

Money touches people's hearts, and kung fu masters can't resist the temptation of huge bonuses.

but……

Wei Jianxi and the others remained unmoved.

Didn't they know that Wu Zhuangyuan's bonus was as high as [-] million?
Who needs Liu Zhenhui's reminder?
"coward!!"

Some audience members suddenly cursed.

Then there were more and more scolding in the auditorium, and it was endless.

But even so, Wei Jianxi and the others are still as stable as Mount Tai, as if they have lost interest in fame, wealth and reputation.

"Since this is the case, then I will count down by dozens. If there is still no one to challenge on stage, then the champion of this year's "Wu Zhuang Scholar" contest will belong to Li Zhongwu! 10, 9, 8..."

As Ding Xie spoke, the countdown began again.

Only this time, apart from the other three hosts on stage, most of the audience was not in the mood to count down with him.

Soon, after counting 10, the 7 contestants on the bench still did not move.

The only player in the arena is Li Zhongwu.

This was something that the entire program group absolutely did not expect when they decided to start the competition.

In other words, the reason why the program team started this kind of competition is to avoid players with insufficient strength. Because of the lottery, they passively become Li Zhongwu's opponent, and if they are not careful, they become Li Zhongwu's ghost.

According to the forecast of the program group, masters like Wei Jianxi and Cao Kun should challenge Li Zhongwu.

Never expected - none of the remaining 7 contestants dared to challenge.

Quarterfinals!Even let Li Zhongwu get the title of Wu Zhuangyuan without a fight.

"Since there is still no one on stage to challenge, I now announce that the champion of this year's "Wu Zhuang Scholar" contest is - Li Zhongwu!!!"

Ding Xie had no choice but to announce the result loudly.

In the auditorium, all the audience who bet on Li Zhongwu jumped up and cheered excitedly. They didn't care whether anyone dared to challenge Li Zhongwu. Although they didn't see the wonderful match, it was a bit regretful, but compared to the money they could earn, that It's nothing to be sorry.

On the stage, Li Zhongwu saw so many audience members cheering happily, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)