My Dantian is a world.

Chapter 41 Winning streak
After announcing today's training content, Zhiping glanced at it and said casually: "Qi Xu, you come to defend the ring and click on the first opponent until you lose."

"Yes."

Qi Xu nodded, immediately stepped forward and said without hesitation: "I choose Senior Zhuo Ding as my first opponent."

"..."

Within five seconds, the battle was over.

Zhiping didn't hesitate and started the roll call of the King of Hell.

"Sun Simang, come on."

"Assignment."

"Where's Zhao Yuan? Enter Zhao Yuan!"

"..."

One after another, opponents came on and off the stage, and everyone was shocked.

But he didn't expect Qi Xu's strength to be so tyrannical, and he easily defeated so many opponents.

After seeing Qi Xu's level, Zhiping couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, and then clicked a name: "Wang Wuheng, it's time to take care of yourself."

"Okay, coach."

Wang Wuheng, who had already been impatient for a long time, stood up immediately, looking very excited and looking forward to this battle.

Although Qi Sequence's strength value is very high.

But he, Wang Wuheng, has perfected his martial arts skills over the years. Today he is going to tell Qi Xu what a true master is!
After decisively taking the stage, Qi Xu was very polite. After holding fists with Wang Wuheng, he suddenly stepped forward with a "start" and used his fists as cannons to strike!
"Peng--!"

A muffled sound.

"What a arrogant cannon fist. When did he develop such a powerful cannon fist?!"

Wang Wuheng's figure was forced to take a few steps back, and he retreated in embarrassment, feeling greatly shocked in his heart.

After these few blows, Wang Wuheng felt as if he had really been hit by a cannon, and his arms were numb.

However, Wang Wuheng's figure had just paused, and before he could take a breath, he saw Qi Xu on the opposite side galloping towards him like an eagle striking the sky, leaving no trace on the snow, and the movements in his hands even left some afterimages.

Seeing this scene, Wang Wuheng's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little panicked in his heart, and he quickly resisted again.

But his breath was messed up.

And after Kankan blocked the punch, he punched one after another, and one shot after another. The sequence of the explosions was extremely fierce, like a hundred cannons firing in unison, and a strong wind rising.

Wang Wuheng complained incessantly. The power of the cannon punch was huge, and his strength was completely at a disadvantage. Wang Wuheng was no match at all. When he was about to be forced to the edge by Qi Xu, his body suddenly rushed forward, raised one arm high, and fell heavily. .

Shoot the knife!

"Peng!"

Qi Qifan blocked with elbows, stepped forward, and fired out with the finger of his left hand.

Suddenly, the dull sound sounded again, and Wang Wuheng felt as if his chest had been hit by something. He fell hard and curled up on the ground, in great pain.

"Qi Xu wins!"

Senior Sister Lin Siting, who acted as the referee, immediately announced the results of this competition.

Seeing this, Qi Xu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a proud smile: "Concession."

Wang Wuheng also stumbled to his feet and said to Qi Xu, "Teach me a lesson" before ending in despair.

As Wang Wuheng left, Qi Xu stood up straight in the middle of the second floor of the martial arts hall.

After Wang Wuheng left the stage, the students could be heard talking among themselves.

"Hiss~ Qi Xu has won twelve consecutive victories, and even Wang Wuheng is no match for him!"

"This, this progress is too fast! And he has played twelve games in a row, isn't he tired?"

"I don't know. After eleven games, he was still able to fight Wang Wuheng with ease, which is enough to prove his strength! Are there no seniors with more than 200 strength points to come out to fight?" "That's almost it, Wu Ruqing, Yu Yuhou, Qiao Yi and Zhang Jie didn't come. After all, the competition was about to begin. They were probably training. Senior Lin Siting wouldn't end up personally, right? Apart from that, the best ones were Wang Wuheng and Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan was third. We lost the game, Wang Wuheng lost just now, who else can be Qi Xu’s opponent now?”

"..."

Listening to the whispers in his ears, he adjusted his Qi in sequence, feeling a little more complacent, but soon calmed down.

In today's battle class, I won all twelve games.

It only lasted about four to 10 minutes, and the opponents in each game were all players who could theoretically participate in the city competition.

Some people were defeated by Qi Xu with just a few moves, but 'strong men' such as Wang Wuheng and Zhao Yuan needed Qi Xu to take them seriously and even force them to use their spears to achieve a quick victory.

But overall, it was quite rewarding.

His own artillery boxing became more proficient.

"Okay, Qi Xu, just go down and give other students some opportunities."

Zhiping was very satisfied with Qi Xu's performance. Seeing Wang Wuheng defeated by Qi Xu, he knew that except Lin Siting, no one should be able to fight Qi Xu, and even if Lin Siting did, she would probably not be Qi Xu's opponent.

Therefore, Zhiping directly waved his hand and called his name: "Wang Wuheng, please don't go down. Next, you will defend the ring and choose your first opponent."

Wang Wuheng, who had just gone down in despair, heard the coach's words, stood up awkwardly, passed by Qi Xu, and stood in the center of the training room, looking around at the many students, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Qi Xu is so powerful. Fortunately, I competed with him in advance on the weekend. If you encounter Qi Xu in the competition the day after tomorrow, you must pay attention to his cannon fist and gun finger...

After thinking wildly in his mind for a while, Wang Wuheng finally determined his opponent: "I choose Yu Wenbo as my first opponent!"

After hearing Wang Wuheng's words, the whole audience was in an uproar, and even Yu Wenbo was stunned.

"Ah I?"

Yu Wenbo froze on the spot, at a loss.

"Student Qi Xu is so strong. He actually fought you for more than 20 seconds last week, junior Yu Wenbo, which is enough to show junior Yu's strength."

Wang Wuheng said seriously to Yu Wenbo: "So, I want to challenge junior Yu and try my current level."

When Yu Wenbo heard this, he looked desperate.

Looking at Qi Xu's expression, he became even more resentful.

No, if you have the ability to challenge Qi Xu, what's the point of beating me?
Yu Wenbosheng came on stage helplessly, while Qi Xu calmed down his heart, panted slightly, and took a sip of water.

Today's twelve victories have given me a lot of confidence.

The previous battles, apart from Yu Wenbo and Zhuo Ding, were the fight that night and the sparring with Luo Qiuchan every night.

Yu Wenbo and Zhuo Ding are average.

Although the fight is dangerous, it only happens once.

The fight with Luo Qiuchan was just a point-and-click sparring match.

Qi Xu has never been able to find his own strength position. Although he is confident enough, from a certain perspective, he is still a little unsure.

Now after twelve games, I feel extremely confident.

At the same time, Qi Xu used all the cannon fists in these twelve games, with at most a gun finger.

The strength of the falcon has never been exposed.

Except for the few cultists who entered the situation, Luo Qiuchan, and Zhiping, no one knew that Qi Xu had mastered the falcon power.

After all, most of today's opponents are their own rivals.

During the competition, you will inevitably encounter them or students from their school. It is still very important to hide key information.

You can't just use all your trump cards in training matches, right?
After Qi Xu cheered up, his smile was filled with some confidence.

It seems that I am one step closer to becoming the champion!
"get out of class is over, we will continue tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)