Kung Fu Soldier King

Lingnan fire god Chen Yan finally appeared this time. This man has known Xiao Yan for a long time. They both have the name of the God of fire. They want to fight a battle when they meet, so as to decide the victory and defeat and expand the name of the God of fire.

He wore a long black shirt and a black beard, and his voice was very domineering when he laughed. The voice is so loud that I'm afraid others won't hear it.

When he appeared, a woman followed him, which surprised Xiao Yan.

It's Chen Baoru!

The Chen family in the southeast is the surname. It is possible that you know 200 people in a village, and 199 people may all be surnamed Chen.

But I didn't expect that Chen Baoru had something to do with Chen Yan, and she was still carrying her arm. She should be a close relative.

Chen Yan was arrogant. He didn't come to Xiao Yan, but hugged him from a distance.

Obviously, if Xiao Yan can beat Mo Yongshen, then he deserves to be his opponent. If I can't fight, I won't bother to argue with you, so as not to lose the face of my God of fire.

Instead, Chen Baoru ran over and said a few words to him, just to let him take care and play, be careful about Mo Yongshen's leg.

The next big man to be seated again is Lin Jiawang of Wing Chun. He is known as the head of the three tigers. He is quite low-key. He wears a gray suit and glasses. He looks polite.

But who dares to underestimate him? It was said that he was the descendant of Lin Shirong. He was based on the ancestral Kung Fu Tiger Crane double shape. But he couldn't get ahead all the time. Later, he worshipped Yongchun and studied martial arts painstakingly for decades.

Unexpectedly, he has made absolute achievements in Yongchun, who has no attainments in his ancestral Kung Fu. Not only won the name of the three tigers in eastern Guangdong, but also became one of the representatives of Wing Chun boxing.

After he entered, he first hugged Xiao Yan, and then talked with familiar people. He only took two disciples with him.

Since then, some big men have entered the venue one after another, but what ignited the atmosphere was that Feihe Shuangjie entered the venue at the same time. Both of them are still wearing moon white robes today, with a look of joy in talking.

This is a big event. Who doesn't know that Feihe Shuangjie got angry 20 years ago and turned against each other. Although the two brothers didn't swear by God, it was obvious that they would never communicate again in this life.

But today, they are here at the same time.

His younger brother Fang Qingshan just lost to Xiao Yan a few days ago. It should have been a time of low morale, but he didn't expect to smile and look calm.

Fang Qingyun, his elder brother, is even more gentle and ethereal. He already has the temperament of an expert in the world. The two of them, one holding a fan and the other holding a ball, came floating.

Before Mo Yongshen appeared, they first hugged the people outside and then walked straight towards Xiao Yan.

This move stunned many people.

"This second brother won't come to his brother for revenge? It's too embarrassing for his father Fang richen."

"I think that Fang richen, together with Miao Renlong and others in the north, are all Wulin sages, which can be collectively called the leader of the north and the south. Why did he give birth to such an indomitable son?"

"I can't see. I'm not sure Fang Qingshan was convinced. This is to worship an expert."

"How can it be? Even if Fang Qingshan hasn't practiced martial arts for 20 years, he won't be won by a hairy boy. He must have used some shady moves."

“……”

There was much discussion around, but the three people who could meet were calm.

Xiao Yan has long found that the two people have a great relationship from the moves. They appear together today. Looking at this school, they are either brothers of the same school or brothers.

Fang Qingshan smiled without saying anything, but Fang Qingyun arched his hands and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to have such courage to challenge Mo Yongshen. I admire him."

"How big the heart is, how big the world is. I'm a newborn calf. I'm not afraid of tigers. I just overestimate my strength." Xiao Yan's attitude is very low.

Others thought he was telling the truth, but the Fang brothers looked at each other and smiled. Fang Qingyun said with a smile, "it's useless to say more. I've put all my possessions on you. I'm counting on you to stand up in the boxing field."

"In order not to let the old man lose his money, it seems that I will fight to the end." Xiao Yan also joked.

But everyone knows very well that this kind of scene, the two sides play against each other, is all desperate. If you can stay alive, it's lucky.

Similarly, if you win, you will gain supreme glory. As a wise man has said, danger is in direct proportion to interest.

After seeing off the two elders, Xiao Yan waved, and Lin Xianer came over.

"Did you bet all I asked you to bet?" Xiao Yan asked in a low voice.

"All of them, more than a dozen openings. I've voted all of you to win. I've shot the hundreds of millions on the account. They are all big odds. If you finally win the game, you can earn at least about 300 million." Lin Xianer also whispered.

The rule of the game is a three game system, which can win two games in three games, or draw two and win one. Because the competition is different from the competition, the probability of a draw is very high.

Sometimes when both of them are tired, they can also ask for a draw and rest. Sometimes one person falls to the ground at the same time, which is also a draw.

Or internal force competition, stalemate, the referee will declare a draw. Because if they don't separate, they may be seriously injured, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"What about yourself? I pay you so much every month. What are you waiting for at this time?" Xiao Yan said, glancing back at Bian Yong and Ji Wuyue.

Ji Wuyue rolled her eyes and said, "I'm afraid you'll lose. I've voted for Mo Yongshen."

"I... I sent it back to my family. Now I don't even have the money to buy underwear." Bian Yong is the poorest with Zhongnanhai allowance and salary here in Xiao Yan every month.

Xiao Yan was speechless for a while and scolded, "shut up, you two. Xian'er, what about you?"

"Don't you trust me? I'm your most loyal believer. I've mortgaged several properties in Jinling, and all my wealth has been bet on you. If I lose, you'll support me all my life." Lin Xianer smiled and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder.

Xiao Yan scraped Lin xian'er's nose and said, "it's better for my xian'er to treat me well. Don't worry. Brother nine will win the game even for all your wealth."

Then a drum sounded. The sects performing in the field began to break up. This was the drum for the players to enter, so Xiao Yan walked towards the challenge arena.

After the show, several beauties came up on the high platform, holding photos of Xiao Yan and Mo Yongshen in their hands, walking around the field. There were shouts and whistles everywhere.

The surrounding stands have long been filled with people. The challenge arena imitating the ancient Roman Colosseum is in the middle. There are more and more high stands around. At the moment, it has long been filled with people.

The rostrum is in the front position, which can just have a panoramic view of the situation in the challenge arena,

After Xiao Yan came to the stage, he arched his hands towards the rostrum, and then arched his hands around.

"Cut..." a hiss of disdain sounded one after another.

Sure enough, Xiao Yan is not recognized here, and no one thinks highly of the name of the God of fire.