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Chapter 439 Six Schools of the 21st Century

"I should be eligible to join the competition now." Chen Zi'ang knew from their reactions that he had successfully suppressed them with his qinggong, but he still had reservations. If he really used qinggong to the extreme, he could even throw a knife into the arena in one step. Above, it's just too ostentatious.

After all, it is better to have reservations.

"This..." the old man hesitated a little, because he never thought that Chen Ziang could do it from the very beginning. The lightness kung fu in martial arts has been lost for a long time. Although this young man's lightness kung fu is not up to the step count of the ancient warriors recorded in the book The level of [-] meters, but it is already very good.

"Okay, then I'll make the decision to let this young man participate. I hope you will give me a face." The old man bowed to the audience. After all, he was not the only one in the martial arts conference.

"What can Lao Fang say? You agree that what can we say if he joins us?" A middle-aged man in the audience said in agreement.

"Yeah, and I think this little brother is also eligible to participate based on the lightness shown by this little brother, it's just one more competition," said another young middle-aged man in a white training suit under the stage.

Everyone in the arena joined in, most of them were worldly disciples of the ancient martial arts gang, and the identity of this old man was one of the elders of the Quanzhen Sect, and he was also quite prestigious in the martial arts.

"I don't know what the five elders think?" The old man looked at a place under the stage. There were five people about his age standing there, but each of them stood straight and cheerful, and he didn't know more than his peers. How young, can't see the old state.

They are the elders of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, and Kunlun. Counting the elders in Tang suits on the stage, the representatives of the six sects are all here.

"Since Elder Fang has agreed, and this young man does have this level, it's not impossible to set a precedent," a woman wearing purple lace long sleeves on the upper body and gray hip-packed skirt on the lower body said first.

This woman looks only in her early thirties, and her clothes are very fashionable and sexy, but her actual age is already 55 years old, and her identity in the secular world is the chairman of a listed company, but her identity in the martial arts world is Emei Pai elders.

With the development of the times, the sect system of the ancient martial arts sect is very different from before. The masters of each sect have various identities in the secular world. They may be the boss of the company, maybe the school teacher, some Some are even willing to do jobs like cleaners.

For example, not long ago, the news of the cleaners subduing the robbers. The cleaner in the news was actually a master in the ancient martial arts sect, but he did not say that ordinary people would not know it, but people in the martial arts could recognize it.

"We also agree," several other elders also agreed.

The elders of the Wudang faction looked at Chen Ziang's eyes with light. He had many questions to ask this young man, but it was not easy to waste time now, so he planned to wait until the end of the conference to ask.

The old man in Tang suit nodded. Fortunately, these elders also gave themselves face, otherwise they would not be able to step down a bit today.

I saw him jumping, easily jumping off the two-meter-high arena, landing firmly on the ground, and then after discussing a few words with a few elders, he came on stage again. He also jumped onto the arena lightly. vulgar.

"Everyone, after the unanimous decision of me and the elders of the other five sects, we decided to select one of the sixteen players from the top six to compete with this young man. The loser will be eliminated directly, and the winner will take the place. Victory or defeat" He held a handful of fallen leaves in his hand, only showing a small tip of the leaf.

"Invite the sixteen contestants to come to the stage and choose one of the sixteen leaves. One of them has a hole in the middle. The person who chooses a leaf with a hole in it will compete with this young man." Elder Fang said off the stage. There were sixteen people on the ring, and everyone picked up a leaf.

"Please show the fallen leaves in your hands, and if you choose the empty leaves, please come forward consciously"

"Don't look at it, it's me, but I have a problem," a muscular black man said in Chinese with his feet slanted.

"Please speak," Elder Fang said calmly.

"If I beat him, wouldn't I play one more game than the other sixteens? Wouldn't that be unfair?" the black asked.

"Well, if you win, I'll let you go directly to the quarterfinals. If he wins, he'll have to play one more game, how about that?" Elder Fang knew that this black man would definitely not be able to beat this young man without even looking at it. The muscles on his body are many times bigger than those on Chen Ziang.

"That's great, don't worry, he will never make it to the quarterfinals," the black man said arrogantly. He was the last WWE gold belt winner. He was nicknamed Mad Dog because he beat people without caring about his own safety and acted like a mad dog. Crazy attack.

The mad dog didn't think that this young man was amazing. Although Qinggong was a bit powerful, it would have no effect as long as he was approached. As for climbing up from the cliff, maybe it was just a play directed and acted by the Chinese people.

In Mad Dog's mind, Zhongxia Kung Fu is nothing special, because he has never met a decent opponent in the competition all the way, and his self-confidence instantly inflated. The arrogant arrogance will be put away.

"Do you agree with my decision?" Elder Fang asked Chen Ziang.

"I have no opinion," Chen Ziang said calmly, these people are actually similar to him.

"Well, I'll announce the rules of the game. Both sides of the game have to use fists and feet. If one side feels that it can't support it, it slaps the ground with its hands three times. If the person who has the upper hand is still persistent, don't blame me for being rude." Elder Fang speak up.

"Understood." Chen Ziang nodded.

"Hurry up and start, I can't wait to hurt him so much," Mad Dog said with a smile.

When the two were about to fight, everyone in the ring was discussing the upcoming match.

"Who do you think will win? I'm more optimistic about that Chinese man, his kung fu is really great"

"He's just doing good things. As long as he gets close to the mad dog, it's a matter of a few punches. Do you know how fierce the mad dog is? I watch every battle of his."

"Yeah, Mad Dog has been famous for a long time, and this young man doesn't know anything about it"

The voices of discussion came one after another. About [-]% of the people were more optimistic about the wrestling champion Mad Dog, and the other [-]% supported Chen Ziang, and those who supported Chen Ziang were much older than those who supported Mad Dog.

"How long do you think it will take for this kid to finish this game?" The Wudang faction elder asked the other people, that people at their level can only see how terrifying the talent Chen Ziang has just shown, and it is only a matter of time before defeating this black man.

"I guess 10 minutes," said the Kongtong elder.

"Seven minutes," said the elder of the Emei sect.

"4 minutes," said the elder of Shaolin Temple.

"I guess 1 minute," the Wudang elder said confidently.

"Are you so confident in him?" The others asked suspiciously. The shorter the time, the greater the gap between the two. One minute, it almost shows that Chen Ziang can crush this black man.

"Maybe more than 1 minute, but definitely not more than 2 minutes," the Wu-Tang Clan elder corrected.

"Then let's wait and see." After the Kunlun faction elders finished speaking, all the elders turned their attention to the stage.

"54321 Game Begins" As Elder Fang announced the start of the game, Mad Dog rushed directly to Chen Ziang. He knew that a quick victory would be in his best interest.

Seeing that the mad dog had already run in front of Chen Zi'ang, he suddenly flew out and lay on the ground as if he had been hit hard, without the strength to get up.

And Chen Ziang didn't seem to make a move from beginning to end, still standing straight in place.

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