Nine turns into gods

No.30 Eight Quarters and One Move to Win

Wu Zhong raised his arms and yelled, then looked at the second elder, and said, "Senior, if I accidentally maim Mr. Tang, it won't violate the laws of our Haotian Kingdom."

The second elder sat on the spot indifferently, and said, "You'd better be careful."

Wu Zhong shrugged.

Tang Feng had already walked to the sidelines at this time, picked up the blue cloth belt and tied it around his waist, and while walking slowly towards the center of the circle, he said to Wu Zhong: "Hey, it's better for you to have two hands. I don’t like to be shy when I move my hands.”

When the people in the field heard this, they all laughed, with disdain and sarcasm in their laughter. Although there was not much malice, they looked down on a son from a big family like Tang Feng from the bottom of their hearts.

Tang Feng and Wu Zhong stood still in the field, and the thin referee jumped out with a javelin, saying: "Rules, listen carefully, you are not allowed to use spiritual power, let alone use fighting skills, and you are not allowed to use weapons. In addition, there are no taboos, as long as you can beat the opponent back, that's enough."

Tang Feng nodded, then looked around the crowd, and said, "If you lose, you won't take back the gold coin."

The people in the field laughed, and Wu Zhong stretched out his arms, saying: "I originally wanted to give you an arm, but since you have so much confidence in your own strength, Mr. Tang, if I want to ask again, it will be against Tang." Young master, you are disrespectful."

Tang Feng said: "Of course, come on."

Wu Zhong smiled, and glanced at Xiong Er, Xiong Er nodded slightly, Wu Zhong stomped on the ground with both feet, and as soon as he came up, he used his own unique foot skills that he invented and practiced hard.

Wu Zhong's body leaped high, and then his legs shook like a phantom, kicking towards Tang Feng.

Wu Zhong's move is better than Foshan Wuyingjiao in his previous life. After all, Wu Zhong's physique is much better than the martial arts masters in his previous life.

Everyone shouted loudly, Wu Zhong's move was too dazzling and visually stunning.

Tang Feng smiled slightly, and said in his heart: Flashy, looking for death.

As he said that, Tang Feng stood in place. When Wu Zhong fell in the air and could not change his moves, Tang Feng made a clever side step and appeared behind Wu Zhong in an instant, followed by a high kick. The next moment, Wu Zhong Like a cannonball, Zhongji fell to the outside of the circle with a bang and lay on the ground.

The field fell silent, and many people didn't see clearly how Tang Feng did that side step.The second elder's original casual expression suddenly became dignified. He stared at the trajectory under Tang Feng's feet, and said softly: "Perfect, so perfect, this is comparable to advanced fighting skills."

In this group of people, except for the second elder who could clearly see how Tang Feng moved his feet, the rest of the people couldn't see Tang Feng's trajectory at all. They just felt Tang Feng's body shake a few times, and finally appeared behind Wu Zhong , and then a high kick kick, this...how is this possible?

Tang Feng clapped his hands, walked outside the circle, pulled Wu Zhong up, and said, "Hi, are you okay?"

Wu Zhong felt that his entire skeleton was about to fall apart. Tang Feng's kick on his back was really not light, but at this time he had to endure the pain.

Xiang Ping opened his mouth, and then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Haha, haha, I'm rich, Wu Zhong, you idiot, you lost with one move, haha, I laughed so hard, I'm rich."

As he spoke, Wu Zhong threw himself at the gold coins on the table, nearly half of which belonged to him.

"Ahem, Mr. Tang, are you interested in another match?" A shrewd man in his 30s walked up to Tang Feng, cupped his hands, and said.

Tang Feng glanced at this person and said, "As long as I have money, I will compare."

The man smiled and said: "Of course, everyone can continue to bet, Mr. Tang, you can also bet on yourself to win."

Tang Feng bet another gold coin. This time Xiang Ping was the most excited. He bet on it for the second time, then waved his arms and said, "Mr. Tang, don't look at the strong and strong Huo three, five and six." Look, let me tell you, his body has long been weak, and I tell you, this kid sleeps on a woman's belly for seven days a week, Mr. Tang, don't be afraid, I will support you."

Tang Feng nodded, then walked to the arena, and bowed his hands to Huo Sanyi.

Huo San took off his coat, revealing the muscles inside. He is not fat, but his muscles are bulging.

Xiong Er quietly walked to Huo San's side, and said: "This kid is a bit weird, you stay calm, don't embarrass us like that kid in Wuzhong."

Huo San smiled and said, "Don't worry."

The two walked into the arena, Huo Sanyi cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Tang, I have taken advantage of this competition."

Tang Feng knew that what Huo San meant was that he was already at the peak of the Orange rank. Although he was both an Orange bead master, there was still a big gap between a peak Orange rank and a one-star Orange bead master.However, these gaps are not in the eyes of Tang Feng. Tang Feng is a body refined by thunder. Even in a collision of pure strength, Tang Feng can easily defeat Huo San. What's more, Tang Feng's control of fighting skills is comparable to these People are too strong.

Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I won't charge you more gold."

With the sound of a gong, the competition officially began. This time, the noise in the field was much smaller. After all, after the last competition, although everyone was very puzzled about how Tang Feng won, no one underestimated it anymore. Tang Feng lost his temper, so everyone focused on watching this competition.

The second elder also stared at Tang Feng without blinking his eyes, he was becoming more and more curious about the young man's skills.

Huo San's footsteps moved forward lightly. In the army, Huo San had few opponents in the competition of the orange bead division stage. Even Wu Zhong was not his opponent. After all, he had already stepped into the yellow bead with one foot. Teachers have natural advantages.

Tang Feng saw Huo San's movement and smiled slightly, but this time he took the initiative to meet him, his body lowered, his feet quickly moved in small steps, and rushed towards Huo San.

Huo San snorted coldly, waved his fists, and then rushed towards Tang Feng head-on.

Tang Feng's speed was already extremely fast. At this moment, the two of them almost collided. Everyone thought that their first move would be head-to-head. In order to leave the position, it was a very miraculous gossip step. The next moment, Tang Feng disappeared from Huo San's eyes, and then a huge force struck, and Huo San, like Wu Zhong, fell to the ground in an instant.

The field fell silent, completely silent, only the sound of breathing was left!Everyone looked at Tang Feng in the middle of the field in disbelief.

Tang Feng indifferently cupped his hands towards the surroundings, then went to Huo San's side to help him up, and said, "I've accepted."

Huo San was not as badly injured as Wu Zhong, so he was able to get up. He cupped his hands towards Tang Feng, and said in a heartfelt admiration: "Mr. Tang is young, but he has such a wonderful way to face the enemy. I admire, I really admire, Huo San I believe that when Mr. Tang's spiritual power level is raised, he will definitely accomplish a lot."

Huo San said these words, which means that he has truly worshiped Tang Feng. After all, the level of spiritual power can be cultivated slowly and can be improved by relying on pills, but the experience of facing the enemy depends on a person's fighting talent. It can only be honed by real combat.

Tang Feng patted Huo San on the shoulder, and then looked at the others, a sense of kingship emerged spontaneously.