Return of the Soldier King

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"You two are deaf? Lao Tzu let you go, did you not hear?"

Several people in the Jizhen Martial Arts Museum are very arrogant, and the big man headed has come over and shoved at Li Bin.

Ye Fei's anger is even worse, his brows are beating, he is ready to shoot, and teach these few barbarous people.

Li Bin saw that Ye Fei was angry and could not help but want to start. He hurriedly pulled him down and said in a low voice: "Brother, you are now working with these people. If you hurt someone, you will be disqualified! , Take a step back in the sky! "

"But ... Brother."

Ye Fei couldn't swallow this breath.

People fight for a breath, Buddha fights for incense sticks. Martial arts practice martial arts, in addition to physical fitness, the main purpose is not to be bullied. If you practice martial arts, you still have to swallow your voice everywhere, it is better to be an ordinary person.

"Let's go."

Li Bin forcibly pulled Ye Fei out and laughed at the people in the Jizhen Martial Arts Hall: "Boss, let's go."

"Huh, two siblings, such people, are also worthy to participate in the contest, it is better to go home early to have milk!"

"There is no place to stand a cone under my feet, and I dare to call myself a warrior, which is really shameful!"

Seeing Li Bin admitting to counsel, the crowd at the Jizhen Martial Arts Hall laughed suddenly, even more arrogant, and spoke very harshly.

Seeing that Ye Fei was about to attack, at this time, a crisp female voice suddenly shouted: "Ye Fei, why are you here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

Ye Fei turned around and saw that Liu Qian was wearing a white martial arts suit today, looking young and beautiful, and was squeezing through the crowd and walking towards herself.

"Come on, go to our lounge, my dad has been waiting for you for a long time."

Liu Qian swept the group of Jizhen Martial Arts Museum and asked in a low voice: "Who are these people, are you friends?"

"It's just a bunch of little people."

Ye Fei said coldly, and took Li Bin and Liu Qian to the lounge of the Eagle Claw National Museum.

A group of people in Jizhen Wuguan looked at each other with a dumbfounded expression.

"Is this kid actually a member of Eagle Claw National Art Museum?"

"Grandma, Eagle Claw National Art Museum is a big martial arts museum. We will offend him, will it happen?"

"He obviously has a rest room and is still outside. Isn't he looking for ballast on purpose?"

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Ye Fei and Li Bin went to the lounge of the Eagle Claw National Art Gate and found that it was a small room of less than 20 square meters. Even so, it was much better than the bustling outside, like the lobby of the vegetable market.

There are a lot of people coming from Eagle Claw Guoshu Gate today, but only two players compete, one is Xie Xuan and the other is Nie Ruoyun.

Ye Fei greeted everyone and received a notice to visit his own competition venue.

In the gymnasium, there are five rings, which are eight square meters of open and unwrap standard competition rings. Ye Fei saw this ring for the first time and walked around to get acquainted with the size.

An hour later, a loud voice resounded from the loudspeaker: "The Shanghai Haiwu Martial Art Competition is now officially started. Today is the 'group competition', with a total number of 522 participants, selected Out of the top 50. "

The noisy venue immediately became quiet.

"The first round, the group stage! All the contestants are divided into five groups, divided into five competition stations, and now start to group ..."

Under the arrangement of the conference, the players who participated in the competition were divided into contests.

"No. 288, Ring No. 3."

Ye Fei heard this voice and was assigned to the No. 3 ring.

The rules of the game are that there are about one hundred people in each ring. The top ten are selected and promoted to the next round of semi-finals. After the semi-finals, it is the top ten and the final is the final.

If one hundred people enter ten, and ninety people will be brushed down, this elimination rate is extremely high.

Ye Fei glanced, and found that the distribution of the conference to the various groups was regular.

Ye Fei, Xie Xuan, and Nie Ruoyun, these three people were divided into different groups, not because of luck, but because the Eagle Claw Guoshu Museum submitted a joint application for martial arts to the conference.

In this way, people in the same martial arts hall are avoided, and they encounter each other in the group stage.

The Eagle Claw National Martial Arts Museum is obviously not the only martial art museum to choose the martial arts union.

In other words, every group has a strong martial arts hall.

"Each group, the strengths and weaknesses are evenly distributed, which can ensure that each group advances to the top ten, there are not too many chances, and the strong will not leave the game prematurely because of bad luck."

Ye Fei nodded secretly.

Next, Ye Fei closed his eyes and rested in the lounge, waiting for the start of his game.

And the other contestants are watching the competition process, want to see if they will meet the strong, and from time to time make a cry of surprise.

At this moment, sound came from the speakers, and the allocation of each group began.

"No. 11 vs. No. 34!"

"No. 63 vs. No. 325!"

"No. 429 vs. No. 9!"

Every team on the field sounded the referee's announcement.

In the previous rounds, the winners and losers were quickly determined.

After all, the contestants in the group stage vary in strength.

For example, a master of Jeet Kune Do, kicking the opponent out with a side kick, winning no suspense.

"No. 288 vs. 372!"

Ye Fei's turn finally came out.

"Ye Fei, come on!"

Zhong Mei has entered the stadium as an audience, standing in front of the No. 3 ring and cheering Ye Fei.

Except for Zhong Mei, Liu Qian, and Liu Qian, who were in the Eagle Claw National Art Museum, there were few audiences before the third ring, because at this time, the first ring was the seed player Li Enjun of the Taekwondo Hall. He raced.

Ye Fei went to the ring, and after seeing the other party, she couldn't help laughing.

The other party was actually a very real martial arts museum, and just blamed Ye Fei and Li Bin for their bravery.

When the strong man saw Ye Fei on stage, there was a trace of fear on his face.

The two bowed their hands to salute, and the strong man gritted his teeth, condensed his body's blood, and rushed forward.

Jizhen Wuguan practiced eight pole fists, and Tieshan pressed his back towards Ye Fei.

Ye Fei wrote lightly, hitting with a knife.

To deal with the Jizhen Martial Arts Museum, Ye Fei does not need to use his true skills.

However, at the moment when Ye Fei punched out, the referee on the No. 3 ring showed a slight color.

boom!

The sturdy Iron Mountain leaned against the sharp and unmatched hand knife. The strong man snorted and was chopped on his back by Ye Fei. He staggered. He planted a heel directly, rolled down, and lay on the ground. Hum, can't get up for a long time.

"No. 288 wins!"

The referee froze slightly, and quickly gave a judgment.

Ye Fei played for the first time and won so easily.

"Hey, I didn't expect him to be so strong, he actually played a pig and eat a tiger!"

The members of the Jizhen martial arts stadium were all in decline. They had only one place in the martial arts stadium. They did not expect to lose so quickly.

"No. 288 vs. No. 66!

After a while, it was Ye Fei's turn to play for the second time.

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