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Joe, the founder of Megatron Boxing Gym, can't do it!

Yang Xiaoming, a big dark horse in this competition!

The two were in the same boat, and immediately became a hot topic. For those reporters, there will be another headline news tomorrow!

Headlines such as "The defeated generals of the past will fight again", "The defeated generals will start all over again!", "A declaration of a dark horse" and other headlines all popped up in the minds of gossip reporters!

With Joe unable to voluntarily leave, the rest of the reporters flooded the field!

The roster for the finals has been decided today. The biggest winner will be between Wu Di and Yang Xiaoming. If Yang Xiaoming's strength is nothing more than that, he will probably lose the game!

If ordinary people lose the game, at most they can cultivate for a few days, but if Yang Xiaoming loses, the ending will be miserable!

Although this is the capital city, it is quite normal for this kind of fighting to cause casualties on stage.

Yang Xiaoming lost on the stage, and the end can be imagined, he was overshadowed by others, and outsiders couldn't see it.

The outside door looks at the layman, and the inside door looks at the doorway. This is the gap.

"Xiao Di, today's protagonist is destined to be you!"

Unable to light a cigar, Joe said something lightly.

When he took the initiative to go up just now, Joe couldn't help but check Yang Xiaoming's strength. The strength of the day after tomorrow peak is really nothing. His apprentice has half a foot into the innate, and his combat power is overwhelming, enough to sweep all the masters in the finals!

"Master, I will sweep them away one by one, and use the champion to recover the previous loss and influence!" Wu Di said murderously.

Unable to laugh, Joe turned and walked to another door.

No matter how powerful you Yang Xiaoming is, what can you do if you defeat my disciple, as long as you are number one in your own hands, it is enough to recover the previous loss.

Joe couldn't help but worry about nothing!

turn the tide?Qiao couldn't help but think that Yang Xiaoming had this ability.

Of course, if Yang Xiaoming had been dealt with back then, today’s situation would not have happened. Regardless, that’s fine. The competition has been in existence for several years, and there has been no climax. This year’s climax has happened instead, which just expands its influence and treats it as home , unstoppable.

The final venue, a large square, can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch together.

Near the square, there are separate areas, which are the areas for representatives entering the finals.

Yang Xiaoming's area is very free, people in twos and threes are all old friends of Yang Xiaoming, and they all came to watch the game.

Today, Yang Xiaoming wants to really feel proud, first defeat Qiao Hefa's favorite closed disciple, completely abolish him, and let him know what regret is!

Half an hour later!

Around the square, there are huge crowds of people, full of spectators! ,

The huge projection screen allows people to watch the duel in the entire arena at close range, which is a wonderful feeling of being on the scene!

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, today is the day of the finals of the competition. Today will determine the champion, runner-up, third runner-up, and top ten masters. Now, please participate in the finals members, come to the stage to draw lots"

One by one, the warriors stood up from the arena and walked to the arena!

"Thai, Japanese, Korean?"

Zhang Xiaohu narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a few figures, full of different auras.

"Boss Zhang, you don't know. The conference that Joe can't hold is very important in Yanjing and even in China. Many martial arts masters are willing to participate, such as Thailand, Japan, and South Korea. They have always wanted to develop judo, taekwondo, Coming to China, Joe cannot hold a conference, which is equivalent to a kind of propaganda!"

The person next to him said to Zhang Xiaohu!

"Oh, so that's the case!" Zhang Xiaohu smiled, "However, today they are destined to be disappointed!"

Lin Fei doesn't have a good impression of Thailand, South Korea, and Japan. Of course, this is just his personal impression.

On the stage, the computer draws lots, which is very fair.

"In the first match, Yang Xiaoming played against Muay Thai master Laiwang!"

"In the second round, Wu Di will face South Korea's Pak Shu!"

The results come out one after another!

The first game immediately made people scream!

Thailand, apart from the legendary red-light district, is this world-famous boxing. It is different from ordinary boxing. It is a killing boxing that stimulates one's own potential. It is similar to the seven-injury boxing. , but it consumes the same amount of energy for yourself!

People who practice muay thai generally have a short lifespan, which is limited!

In the first match, the muay thai master fights against Yang Xiaoming, it is absolutely thrilling, a real battle of strength.

In the previous battles, Laiwang fought fiercely, and every punch must hurt people. Until now, several of them are still in the hospital.

"That's right, the first match will be against Laiwang!"

On a high platform, the decoration was luxurious, and Joe couldn't sit on it, puffing away, very satisfied with the result of the lottery.

One Laiwang is enough to make Yang Xiaoming flustered!

The first round has begun!

Laiwang is a middle-aged man, black and thin, but his eyes are very fierce. He is a beast in the shape of a human. If he is stared at casually, his scalp will definitely go numb!

If you don't have your own strength, you really dare not compete with someone like Laiwang!

Hey~

Lai Wang moved, with a speed like the wind, one day the fierce tiger rushed out, punched Yang Xiaoming's face with a straight uppercut, and the tiger was full of wind!

"too fast!"

"This is an instant kill!"

A person's reaction is limited, and when Lai Wang punched, he could hardly keep up with his reaction, and he was immediately astonished!

"Go down!"

Yang Xiaoming yelled, waved his hand and punched the opponent's fist, and everyone heard a crackling sound, and Laiwang flew out into the air, vomited blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Joe can't, this is the beginning!"

Yang Xiaoming beat Laiwang with one punch, turned his eyes to one of the positions, and walked off the ring!

"Yang Xiaoming, I love you!"

"It's too strong, kill it with one punch!"

“Muay Thai is rubbish!”

Those fans of Yang Xiaoming cheered excitedly.

From the bottom of my heart, no one likes Thai people. In addition, in the battle, many Chinese people were injured. Yang Xiaoming defeated Laiwang and immediately attracted support!

"Useless things!"

Unable to let out a puff of smoke, Joe flicked his nails.

The second round begins.

Wu Di's performance may be due to Yang Xiaoming's domineering, as soon as Wu Di makes a move, he blows the Korean player away, just like Yang Xiaoming.

Spike!

A real spike!

Fight very fast!

It seems that God has arranged for them to be the final battle!

The contestants were eliminated one by one, and the two had almost the same style. They used all their strength to beat them to the ground.

An hour later, there were finally two people left.

One is Yang Xiaoming, the other is Wu Di, both of them are masters.

"Wu Di, kill Yang Xiaoming!"

"Explode his eggs!"

"Squeeze his neck!"

"Fuck Wu Di to death, Yang Xiaoming come on!"

The audience on the field was all excited, and the two groups of fans each started to shout, just to belittle the other, to heighten their momentum, and bring their anger to a climax!

"The defeated general ten years ago, if I were you, I wouldn't come out to embarrass myself!"

Wu Di stood thirty steps away, with a strong combat power and a look of disdain.

Yang Xiaoming stretched out a finger and shook it, "You are not my opponent, and you are not qualified to be my opponent. If you get out now and admit defeat automatically, you will feel lucky for it!"

"Hahahaha~~~" Wu Di raised his head and laughed loudly, "You tell me to get lost, you really think you are a peerless master, I'm afraid you don't know, I have already taken half a step, you are an acquired peak, with What are you fighting with me, maybe you don’t know yet, the gap between us!”

"Half-step collapse fist!"

Wu Di was high-spirited, and he took a half-step, like a big bow, half-drawn, and shot at Yang Xiaoming with a punch!

Puff~puff~puff~~

The powerful punch produced a burst of air, which exploded one by one.

Whoa whoa~~ whoa whoa~~~~

A large piece of glass shattered.

"Wow!"

"This is an explosion!"

"Half-step genius, Yang Xiaoming is doomed!"

The outsiders were shocked, but for the insiders, they were all shocked.

This age is already half-innate, the talent is outstanding, and he will become a congenital master in the future. No matter how many people present, he will never be able to enter this step.

"Yang Xiaoming, ten years ago, you were defeated. Ten years later, you are still defeated!" Wu Di grinned. On the bed, hahahaha!"

Yang Xiaoming, who was in the midst of the explosion, stepped on the ring with his left foot, and a series of explosion sounds, like balls exploding one by one, echoed on the ring.

"Half-step genius, it's useless!"

Yang Xiaoming was calm and calm, and punched out again, and the even more violent explosion sound was directly one-sided.

"Burst!"

The smile on Wu Di's face froze for an instant, how could he burst out with anger, how could he burst out with anger if he was not a peak acquired master.

"Innate master!"

The cigar that Joe couldn't hold in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Impossible, back then he had already lost the chance to become a congenital master, how could he become a congenital master!"

Joe's face was full of shock, followed by outrageous anger, how could this bastard become a natural master, and why.

If before, Qiao couldn't think that Yang Xiaoming was settled, and when the situation changed, he would know that he was going to lose, and even he couldn't stop it.

"Whoosh whoosh~~~"

Qiao Fu was slapped on the face, and his innate qi was shot out, trying to play tricks secretly and keep his disciple.

Kacha Kacha~

"how is this possible!"

The sound of bones bursting came from Wu Di's body, blood was flowing, and his left hand was hanging down weakly, as weak as noodles.

"I lost, my disciple actually lost!"

Joe couldn't sit down slumped, couldn't believe that he had made a move to stop it, why he was still like this.

Yang Xiaoming's punch was too domineering, he smashed Wu Di into the air, and exploded the bones in his body.

"Joe can't, your disciple is no match!"

Yang Xiaoming shook his head, "Joe can't, come down and fight if you have the ability, it belongs to you and me!"