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Chapter 66 Chapter 65: Beating Zhao Tao Violently
Is the old man wrong?

No, Wu Zongyun rejected this idea immediately!
He has been practicing martial arts for decades and has already reached the point of refining meat. Even if his energy and blood are weakened and his strength has declined, it will never be to the point where his eyesight has been greatly reduced and he can't even see clearly.

But that man...why does he look like Li Yun so much?
Wu Zongyun's pupils contracted, and he stared intently at the young man on the stage who was only about 20 years old.

The man was extremely muscular, nearly two meters tall, and his chest rose and fell like a wild bear between breaths. He was standing beside an old man, and that old man was talking and laughing happily with the leader of the Crazy Saber Gang, Huang. Judging from his appearance, it seems that Gang Leader Huang is still in a low position when talking with the old man.

That young man looks almost exactly the same as Li Yun. Could he be Li Yun?But how is this possible?

Li Yun is just an ordinary hunter with no background, no strength or even bone refining. At this time, without his own protection, he was [-]% dealt with by the yamen and died in a certain prison.

In any case, it is absolutely impossible that Li Yun will appear on that stage.

It's just that no one is exactly the same in the world... Wu Zongyun frowned and looked at the young people on the stage.

At this time, the young man seemed to notice Wu Zongyun's gaze, and turned his head to look sideways.

The two eyes met, looking down, looking up.

Looking at each other, Wu Zongyun looked away, frowning slightly, too similar, too similar.

"Father, are you also looking at that person?" Wu Ling said from the side: "That person is like Li Yun, who you expelled from the master."

Wu Zongyun nodded silently: "It's quite similar."

When Zhou Song looked over, he was shocked at first, and then he couldn't believe what he saw: "That person really looks like..."

"Okay!" Wu Zongyun clapped his hands, looked at the two inner court disciples and said in a deep voice: "Don't think about someone who is no longer from our boxing gym. You two are the only two disciples recognized by the master. None of the disciples in the inner court can participate in the martial arts competition, so you must win the martial arts competition this time to win the championship for your teacher."

"Three years ago, I lost to the old guys of Zhenshan Boxing. I wasted three years of development time and made Zhenshan Boxing the first punch in Chunyang Town. This time, I must overthrow them!"

"Yes, master!" Zhao Tao saluted Zhou Song.

Compared with Zhao Tao who looked excited, Zhou Song was calm.

"Zhou Song, in the first game, it's up to you to open up the situation. Don't let me down," Wu Zongyun looked at Zhou Song with encouragement in his eyes.

Zhou Song nodded: "I understand."

But at this moment, after Huang Hong finished beating the gong on the stage, he delivered an important speech. Li Yun listened to it rather boringly.

But at least he is a martial artist, and he acted in a hurry. It didn't take long for Huang Hong to finish speaking. After saying that the martial arts tournament had started, he sat down.

The martial arts competition also kicked off with the excited shouts of the people, and the deacon of the Crazy Saber Gang stepped onto the ring, finished talking about the rules, and called the disciples from each hall.

"For the first round, the Wave Boxing Gym will fight against the Zhenshan Fist Gym. Each martial arts gym is requested to send a disciple."

After the middle-aged deacon finished speaking, two strong men walked up on both sides.

One of them was Zhou Song. Li Yunduo looked at Zhou Song's opponent, who was also physically strong, and his sharp eyesight could detect that the skin on Zhou Song's opponent's two arms was obviously different from that of ordinary people. A warrior who is also a leather refiner like Zhou Song.

But Li Yun is not sure about the actual strength and whether Zhou Song can defeat the opponent.

And when the two boxing gym disciples entered the field, the atmosphere on the field had reached its climax.

The common people were excited like lunatics, yelling and shouting on the field, the depression of the snow for nearly half a year, it may be a good thing to vent at this time, but listening to these filthy voices, Li Yun still finds it unpleasant .

"Martial arts have always been popular in the Yuan Kingdom, and the Emperor Yuanzu was a master of martial arts. He conquered this country from a mere peasant. Since then, the successive emperors have inherited this habit under the guidance of their ancestors. They practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies and defend their families. , The entire imperial court is said to have strong military officials and low civil officials, so it is normal for the common people to behave like this."

Sun Changqing explained lightly on the side that these dirty words were nothing. Many years ago when he was young, he went to a village where the people were strong. It was said that it was called a martial arts village. Everyone possessed martial arts, and most of the important people All matters are decided through a fight.

Sun Changqing pointed at the audience, and said with a playful smile: "That little old man is Wu Zongyun, you saw him just now, right? Looking at it from this bird's-eye view, what do you think?"

Li Yun shook his head: "I don't have any ideas, just a stranger."

"Haha, you kid, you are duplicitous," Sun Changqing snorted.

However, Li Yun really didn't have any ideas. At the beginning, he might have had some thoughts of making Wu Zongyun regretful and upset, but after seeing it, he was actually quite calm.

After all, there is no emotion at all. Seriously speaking, the master-student relationship between the two is a transaction, calm and normal.

Overlooking the battle in the arena, in this martial arts tournament, swords and sharp weapons are not allowed to fight against the enemy, only fists and kicks are allowed, and no life-threatening things are allowed to happen.

While watching Zhou Song fighting with his opponents, and listening to the conversations of the Crazy Saber Gang's senior management, Li Yun understood why the Crazy Saber Gang had to work so hard for such a tournament.

The three major boxing gyms can barely be regarded as vassals of the Crazy Saber Gang, and they are also some kind of unspecified cooperative relationship. This cooperation is reflected in the martial arts competition.

If the disciples on the field are extremely dazzling, or have a little talent, the Crazy Saber Gang will extend an olive branch and attract these deep sea treasures into their own forces.

In this regard, except for the direct disciples of the three major boxing gyms, generally speaking, they will not refuse, and will even take the initiative to let the disciples join, because this is also beneficial to themselves. To put it bluntly, the martial arts tournament is a competition between the three major boxing gyms and the madness. It's just a meeting to divide the interests of the Knife Gang, nothing more!

Off the court, Zhou Song's wave boxing was fierce and fast.

Wave Punch is like a real ocean wave, wave after wave, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe, knocking the opponent back again and again.

Seeing this, Li Yun felt relieved, Zhou Song was sure to win.

Brother Zhou's Wave Fist, which he practiced so hard for so long, finally broke through to the Dacheng level. The Dacheng-level Wave Fist obviously knocked the opponent out of his mind.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the opponent was punched out of the ring by Zhou Song, and Zhou Song won.

In the next few matches, Li Yun was too lazy to watch. Like Sun Changqing, he was almost in a daze. It seemed that his eyes were on the competition, but in fact, he had already lost his mind.

Two words, boring.

These people can't threaten him at all, and judging from his perfect level of boxing, the leather refining warrior can resist a little bit of punching, that's all.

...

At this time, under the stage, Zhou Song walked down the ring with great momentum, covered in sweat but his eyes were extremely bright.

"Master, I won!" Zhou Song laughed.

"That's right, keep up the good work," Wu Zongyun nodded, and said in a deep voice, "After a short rest, you go up to defend the ring. With your Dacheng Wave Fist strength, it should be enough to defeat the two skin-refining disciples in the boxing gym. Then you step down, Leave everything to Zhao Tao."

Hearing this, Zhou Song was stunned for a moment, looked helplessly at Zhao Tao who was smiling, and nodded: "I understand."

"Senior Brother Zhou, don't worry, as long as you get rid of those skin-refining warriors, I will beat up the remaining bone-refining warriors," Zhao Tao said with extreme confidence.

Zhou Song ignored him, and just closed his eyes to recover his strength. After the start, he stepped forward to defend the ring. With Dacheng's Wave Fist, he actually defeated the three skin-refining warriors, but the last match was against Gale Wind. Wuguan's continuous and fast kicks, his physical strength was exhausted and he couldn't stand it, so he was defeated.

"It's just a little bit short, what a pity!" Wu Zongyun sighed and patted Zhou Song on the shoulder comfortingly: "You did a good job, let's take a rest."

"Yes, Master," Zhou Song nodded, his face covered with blood, and he sat on the ground without saying a word.

But Wu Zongyun looked at Zhao Tao, and said very seriously: "Zhao Tao, now it's up to you, there is also a skin-refining martial artist, other than that, he is all about bone refining. The medicine I gave you can't stand it." Swallow it immediately, understand?"

"I understand Master, don't worry, this group of people are all mobs," Zhao Tao smiled confidently, making no secret of his contempt for that group of people.

Seeing that he was extremely confident, Wu Zongyun was also slightly relieved.

"Sixth match, Wave Boxing Gym vs. Gale Wind Martial Arts Gym, please send a disciple for each."

The middle-aged deacon on the stage played gongs and drums.

Zhao Tao was shocked: "Master, I'm going!"

Then, he strode forward, jumped onto the ring with a leap.

The skin-refining martial artist on the opposite side also came onto the stage. Zhao Tao sneered at this. After the start, he was able to compete with him by virtue of his strength and boxing skills that surpassed the ordinary bone-refinement in the same realm. In the end, he punched two layers The strength made the already injured skin-refining warrior unable to hold on anymore, and he was defeated.

"Drink! Weak, weak, weak!"

Zhao Tao laughed heartily and looked at the martial arts disciples with great confidence and arrogance: "Go on, come one and I'll knock one out!"

"Huo, this kid is quite arrogant." On the stage, Sun Changqing opened his drowsy eyes, heard this arrogant tone, and praised: "The strength is average, but the momentum is not bad."

Li Yun, on the other hand, looked at the scene on the stage calmly and indifferently. Zhao Tao's strength is indeed fair. Although his words angered the disciples of the other two gyms, but with his strength, he unexpectedly held the ring.

And there is still power left, after the skin-refining fighters are almost cleaned up by Senior Brother Zhou, these bone-refining boxing gym disciples can't threaten Zhao Tao. Not surprisingly, the first place in this martial arts competition is the Wave Boxing Gym.

It's just that when Li Yun saw Zhao Tao's double strength, his eyebrows frowned.

Erdie Wave is not a move he created, but Li Yun's next move based on the current trajectory of Wave Fist, which is actually all the moves of the boxing itself.

Li Yunting was surprised that Zhao Tao could pull it off, because even Zhou Song had not learned this trick, so there is no need to say more about what it means.

Wu Zongyun hid the background, his background is the double wave or triple wave, even Zhou Song, who has been with him for many years, did not teach it. This is actually easy to say, but what is unacceptable is that he passed the bottom to the newly arrived Zhao Tao not long ago.

I don't know if Senior Brother Zhou will have other thoughts after this incident.

Li Yun was thinking that at this time, Zhao Tao had defeated the last opponent in the field, and the first place in the conference was already the Wave Boxing Gym.

The curtain should have ended here, but Li Yun found that Zhao Tao still did not step down, and most of his eyes were on this place.

When he was confused, Huang Hong, the leader of the Crazy Knife Gang, stood up, looked at Li Yun, and said in a soft tone: "Brother Li, the winner of the competition has been decided, now it's our Crazy Knife Gang's turn. Disciple, go down and compete with the winner to demonstrate the prestige of my Crazy Sword Gang."

"After thinking about it for a while, Huang, among the young disciples in my gang, it seems that no one is more suitable to end up than you. Why don't Brother Li go and try Zhao Tao?"

"Shall I go?" Li Yun looked confused and glanced at Sun Changqing.

Sun Changqing, the old god, just took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Then go."

"Okay, then I'll go there," Li Yun didn't shirk when he saw this.

In fact, he also wanted to beat Zhao Tao up, not to mention that Zhao Tao is easily agitated, and he can get more entries later, so why not do it?
Then, under countless gazes, Li Yun left.

He just stepped a little harder on the ground, and his body was as light as air. He was almost two meters tall and as strong as a bear, but at this time it gave people an erratic feeling, like stepping on white clouds, which was extremely strange.

At a distance of about ten feet, Li Yun jumped a certain distance, then landed, and then touched the ground again. After two ups and downs, he landed firmly on the ring.

This scene surprised most people.

"This light skill is amazing, I'm afraid it's the true inheritance from Mr. Sun," Huang Hong said with a smile from the side.

Sun Changqing sneered: "That's it, it's far away."

Even though he said this, anyone could hear that Sun Changqing's tone was obviously wrong, as if he was showing off.

"There should be a fight between dragons and tigers later, I have to take a closer look," Huang Hong twitched the corner of his mouth and changed the subject.

On stage, Li Yun confronted Zhao Tao.

Originally, Zhao Tao was being aggressive, but when he saw Li Yun for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at the opponent who was no more than two feet away from him in disbelief.

"Li, Li Yun?"

"It's me," Li Yun nodded, and said flatly, "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

"Why are you still alive? Why are you standing there?" Zhao Tao's mouth was dry and his stomach was full of doubts.

"Only trash can have so many words."

Li Yun's expression was very calm, so calm that he even had the kind of superior contempt that regarded people as nothing, like an existence on the upper level looking down on the ants on the lower level.

"Heh, who do you think you are?"

Zhao Tao spat, but he couldn't hold it back anymore. He let out a loud shout, and his whole body's strength exploded without concealment. He rushed towards Li Yun like a cannonball.

"It's a pity that you disappeared before, which made me feel bad, but now you have appeared in front of me. Although I don't know why you are standing there, I will trample you under my feet!"

Zhao Tao roared with momentum like a rainbow.

However, Li Yun just glanced at him indifferently, and slapped him, precisely on his cheek.

Visible to the naked eye, Zhao Tao's ferocious expression was distorted instantly after being patted by this slap, and the waves of flesh on his face were clearly visible, like ripples spreading.

Snapped!
Crisp loud noise.

Zhao Tao flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

Silent.

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