Chapter 19 No Chance to Abstain
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Xuan Er
With a trace of joy on Tian Qingfeng's face, he looked at the audience and said.
"As the city lord of Qingfeng City, I feel very honored for your support."
Tian Qingfeng then bowed to the audience.
"Unexpectedly, the city lord is not only powerful, but also very friendly."
"To be honest, I am a little embarrassed, after all, I am a warrior!"
"The owner of the city is too polite! Don't be like this, I can't stand it!"
An Heng was a little surprised by the people who were still at war just now, with yin and yang eccentricities.
Now it directly makes Anheng feel a little strange.
Tian Qingfeng continued to speak after the audience became quiet again.
"The rewards for this martial arts competition are also very generous. Among the three high-ranking ranks, you can choose skills and weapons."
"I have seen the contestants too, they are all from the three major martial arts gyms in Qingfeng City!"
When Qingfeng talked about the skills and weapons of the third grade,
Everyone's breathing became a little rapid in an instant.
Not to mention the Chongmai Pill worth 200 million, the third-rank high-level exercises,
There are no three major martial arts gyms, or even big families in Qingfeng City.
Among the audience in the audience, there are many martial artists.
They couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"City Lord, why can't martial artists participate in this tournament!"
"Is this a little unfair?"
Immediately, someone couldn't hold back and spoke.
"Hahaha." Tian Qingfeng said with a smile in his eyes, "Don't compete with these young people for these three advanced exercises!"
"Among the Wang Weijun of my Great Desolation Dynasty, these exercises are not lacking."
Some people with spiritual thoughts, for Tian Qingfeng's words,
There is also a trace of speculation in my heart.
And the owners of the three martial arts gyms are also very helpless.
It's clear that the sky is clear and the wind is robbing them.
More and more people will know what Tian Qingfeng said just now.
At that time, ordinary people will have another choice.
But they can't stop them, the three martial arts gyms are able to come to today, it is entirely up to the gym owners to work hard step by step.
And the mayor.
"Presumably everyone is already a little impatient, so let's officially start the competition now!"
Tian Qingfeng breathed out a foul breath,
It won't take long for the words just now to spread in Qingfeng City.
At the beginning of the martial arts competition, the first thing is to draw lots.
Anheng and the others drew their own number plates according to their own order.
30 people, only 15 people will be decided, and so on.
Until the winner is determined.
The members of Huxiao Martial Arts Gym looked at Anheng with some malicious intentions after drawing.
"I'm a little curious now, how many numbers did that kid draw."
"If you meet us by any chance, you must teach him a lesson!"
Someone said viciously.
"Bai Lin, what's your number?"
"Number eight."
"Then congratulations, I was not drawn, see you in the finals!"
Yang Yang said to Bai Lin with a smile.
Bai Lin nodded.
"Little brother, how many numbers have you drawn?"
Wang Ping asked curiously.
"Me? NO.11!"
An Heng said with a flat face.
"Little brother, remember, if you meet someone from the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Academy, or if you think you can't beat him, just surrender and admit defeat."
Wang Pingyu said earnestly.
I don't feel ashamed at all.
"Can you have some confidence in me, my senior brother!"
An Heng pretended to be a little annoyed.
Wang Ping quickly explained.
All contestants,
He posted the number plate he had drawn on his chest, and began to look for his opponent.
And the tournament officially started at this moment.
On the ring, contestant No. 30 faced No. [-].
It is indeed somewhat ingenious.
Crows walked onto the stage with a smirk.
And the NO.30 player.
It is a disciple of Fengwu Martial Arts!
He looked at Koos with a malicious smile.
Some tremblingly looked at Wang Ping at the side.
"This game, we admit defeat!"
Naturally, there is a huge gap between him and him.
This is a contest without any suspense.
"What's the matter? Didn't you shout for joy just now? Why are you whining now?"
"Yeah, why don't you dare to play now? Did you take the initiative to admit defeat?"
In the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall, a disciple said very disdainfully.
It is said that many people feel a little uncomfortable.
They used to be so weak, but they didn't speak.
Martial arts, it was supposed to be like this.
Survival of the fittest!
Fists are king.
"What are you crazy about? There is a kind of comparison with me!"
Yang Yang said angrily.
And the referee also said at this juncture.
"What are you doing! If you do this next time, you don't have to compare!"
Although Yang Yang was very angry,
But he still retreated obediently.
Crows also sneered very disdainfully.
The competition did not end, and the next match, the Bendao Martial Arts Hall will face the Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall.
The two contestants were evenly matched, and this match took a very long time.
In the end, the people from this martial arts school were even better.
In the third round, Lin Xiu walked onto the ring slowly.
The people who eat melons are a little surprised.
"Why did Lin Xiu from the Martial Arts Academy come on stage so early!"
"Hey, guess what, Lin Xiu's contestant this time is also a disciple in this martial arts gym."
"interesting!"
In this competition, although the reward for No.1 is very generous.
However, No.2 and No.3 also have a consolation prize.
"Brother Lin, please!"
The disciple said very respectfully.
But this contest was a bit boring.
Lin Xiumao was that disciple's senior brother, so Lin Xiu also had reservations, and the fights were back and forth.
It seems that he intends to guide his younger brother.
"Can you stop wasting time!"
Crows said a little annoyed.
At this time, the disciple also responded.
"I surrender!"
Then he said in a low voice.
"Thank you, brother!"
Lin Xiu smiled slightly.
"It's all about duty!"
When retracting the sword, he danced a sword flower very casually.
And this move also amazed a group of women in the audience.
"Lin Xiu, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
"My husband is so handsome!"
As time went by, one contest after another was conducted.
Most of the people in this competition are evenly matched.
It inevitably made those martial artists and the onlookers feel a little bored.
But at this moment, everyone raised their spirits.
"NO.11!"
"NO.20!"
An Heng stood up feebly, he was a little sleepy looking at it.
On the other side of the Huxiao martial arts hall, a strong young man also slowly stepped onto the ring.
He said grimly.
"Call me dad, let you lose more decently!"
"Niu Qing, beat him up hard!"
The disciples in Huxiao Martial Arts Gym were afraid that An Heng would admit defeat, so they immediately said.
"Could it be that you are afraid? If you are afraid, go home and find your mother!"
"I never knew how to write fear words!"
Anheng's left leg was charged and he jumped suddenly.
It was five or six meters high, and landed lightly on the ring.
The originally noisy place became quiet in an instant.
"As the city lord of Qingfeng City, I feel very honored for your support."
Tian Qingfeng then bowed to the audience.
"Unexpectedly, the city lord is not only powerful, but also very friendly."
"To be honest, I am a little embarrassed, after all, I am a warrior!"
"The owner of the city is too polite! Don't be like this, I can't stand it!"
An Heng was a little surprised by the people who were still at war just now, with yin and yang eccentricities.
Now it directly makes Anheng feel a little strange.
Tian Qingfeng continued to speak after the audience became quiet again.
"The rewards for this martial arts competition are also very generous. Among the three high-ranking ranks, you can choose skills and weapons."
"I have seen the contestants too, they are all from the three major martial arts gyms in Qingfeng City!"
When Qingfeng talked about the skills and weapons of the third grade,
Everyone's breathing became a little rapid in an instant.
Not to mention the Chongmai Pill worth 200 million, the third-rank high-level exercises,
There are no three major martial arts gyms, or even big families in Qingfeng City.
Among the audience in the audience, there are many martial artists.
They couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"City Lord, why can't martial artists participate in this tournament!"
"Is this a little unfair?"
Immediately, someone couldn't hold back and spoke.
"Hahaha." Tian Qingfeng said with a smile in his eyes, "Don't compete with these young people for these three advanced exercises!"
"Among the Wang Weijun of my Great Desolation Dynasty, these exercises are not lacking."
Some people with spiritual thoughts, for Tian Qingfeng's words,
There is also a trace of speculation in my heart.
And the owners of the three martial arts gyms are also very helpless.
It's clear that the sky is clear and the wind is robbing them.
More and more people will know what Tian Qingfeng said just now.
At that time, ordinary people will have another choice.
But they can't stop them, the three martial arts gyms are able to come to today, it is entirely up to the gym owners to work hard step by step.
And the mayor.
"Presumably everyone is already a little impatient, so let's officially start the competition now!"
Tian Qingfeng breathed out a foul breath,
It won't take long for the words just now to spread in Qingfeng City.
At the beginning of the martial arts competition, the first thing is to draw lots.
Anheng and the others drew their own number plates according to their own order.
30 people, only 15 people will be decided, and so on.
Until the winner is determined.
The members of Huxiao Martial Arts Gym looked at Anheng with some malicious intentions after drawing.
"I'm a little curious now, how many numbers did that kid draw."
"If you meet us by any chance, you must teach him a lesson!"
Someone said viciously.
"Bai Lin, what's your number?"
"Number eight."
"Then congratulations, I was not drawn, see you in the finals!"
Yang Yang said to Bai Lin with a smile.
Bai Lin nodded.
"Little brother, how many numbers have you drawn?"
Wang Ping asked curiously.
"Me? NO.11!"
An Heng said with a flat face.
"Little brother, remember, if you meet someone from the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Academy, or if you think you can't beat him, just surrender and admit defeat."
Wang Pingyu said earnestly.
I don't feel ashamed at all.
"Can you have some confidence in me, my senior brother!"
An Heng pretended to be a little annoyed.
Wang Ping quickly explained.
All contestants,
He posted the number plate he had drawn on his chest, and began to look for his opponent.
And the tournament officially started at this moment.
On the ring, contestant No. 30 faced No. [-].
It is indeed somewhat ingenious.
Crows walked onto the stage with a smirk.
And the NO.30 player.
It is a disciple of Fengwu Martial Arts!
He looked at Koos with a malicious smile.
Some tremblingly looked at Wang Ping at the side.
"This game, we admit defeat!"
Naturally, there is a huge gap between him and him.
This is a contest without any suspense.
"What's the matter? Didn't you shout for joy just now? Why are you whining now?"
"Yeah, why don't you dare to play now? Did you take the initiative to admit defeat?"
In the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall, a disciple said very disdainfully.
It is said that many people feel a little uncomfortable.
They used to be so weak, but they didn't speak.
Martial arts, it was supposed to be like this.
Survival of the fittest!
Fists are king.
"What are you crazy about? There is a kind of comparison with me!"
Yang Yang said angrily.
And the referee also said at this juncture.
"What are you doing! If you do this next time, you don't have to compare!"
Although Yang Yang was very angry,
But he still retreated obediently.
Crows also sneered very disdainfully.
The competition did not end, and the next match, the Bendao Martial Arts Hall will face the Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall.
The two contestants were evenly matched, and this match took a very long time.
In the end, the people from this martial arts school were even better.
In the third round, Lin Xiu walked onto the ring slowly.
The people who eat melons are a little surprised.
"Why did Lin Xiu from the Martial Arts Academy come on stage so early!"
"Hey, guess what, Lin Xiu's contestant this time is also a disciple in this martial arts gym."
"interesting!"
In this competition, although the reward for No.1 is very generous.
However, No.2 and No.3 also have a consolation prize.
"Brother Lin, please!"
The disciple said very respectfully.
But this contest was a bit boring.
Lin Xiumao was that disciple's senior brother, so Lin Xiu also had reservations, and the fights were back and forth.
It seems that he intends to guide his younger brother.
"Can you stop wasting time!"
Crows said a little annoyed.
At this time, the disciple also responded.
"I surrender!"
Then he said in a low voice.
"Thank you, brother!"
Lin Xiu smiled slightly.
"It's all about duty!"
When retracting the sword, he danced a sword flower very casually.
And this move also amazed a group of women in the audience.
"Lin Xiu, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
"My husband is so handsome!"
As time went by, one contest after another was conducted.
Most of the people in this competition are evenly matched.
It inevitably made those martial artists and the onlookers feel a little bored.
But at this moment, everyone raised their spirits.
"NO.11!"
"NO.20!"
An Heng stood up feebly, he was a little sleepy looking at it.
On the other side of the Huxiao martial arts hall, a strong young man also slowly stepped onto the ring.
He said grimly.
"Call me dad, let you lose more decently!"
"Niu Qing, beat him up hard!"
The disciples in Huxiao Martial Arts Gym were afraid that An Heng would admit defeat, so they immediately said.
"Could it be that you are afraid? If you are afraid, go home and find your mother!"
"I never knew how to write fear words!"
Anheng's left leg was charged and he jumped suddenly.
It was five or six meters high, and landed lightly on the ring.
The originally noisy place became quiet in an instant.
