I'm playing Devil Fruit, so I choose Tenseiken

"I'll announce it next! The game begins~~~"

"Ding Ding Ding!!"

Following the host's order, the small bell in the referee's seat also rang.

The bald-headed man Qiao Bei grinned and rushed towards Su Nan with the momentum like a train.

Su Nan put on a fist, and rolled his eyes calmly.In his eyes, Qiao Bei's knees were faintly exerting force, and it was obvious that he was preparing some dirty trick.

"Oh! My God! Have you seen the eyes of the little beast?! What are they? Looks so hideous? Is this Su Nan's secret weapon?"

The host screamed when he saw Baiyan, and the audience below also talked a lot.

"Is it a devil fruit ability?"

"The devil fruit illustrated book doesn't seem to have this kind of fruit, right? Anyway, I don't have the impression that there is such a fruit."

"It looks so strange, can this stop Qiao Bei?"

"I see it hanging!"

On the ring, Qiao Bei's attack had reached Su Nan.

"Finger gun, rhino horn!"

Sure enough, Su Nan read it right. Qiao Bei was trying to attack with his hands on the surface, but in fact he practiced the finger gun on his knees. This bald finger gun has obviously been practiced to the proficient level.

But it was useless, Su Nan smiled lightly and relaxed his whole body.

"Paper painting, shadow!"

Qiao Bei's smirk disappeared, and he found that his knee didn't feel like hitting someone at all!Although Su Nan seemed to bow his body, it seemed that he was hit.But he knew that he felt lonely at all.

"What? Proficient-level self-made paper painting?!"

After an exclamation, Qiao Bei turned around and swept his legs again.But Su Nan stuck to his leg and moved like a ghost.

Afterwards, no matter how Qiao Bei attacked, the distance between Su Nan and him was always within one meter, no more than no less.Even when he stepped back and opened his position, Su Nan followed closely behind.

"What ghost paper painting are you doing?! Can this trick still work like this?" Qiao Bei faintly felt that something was wrong. The six moves of this kid in front of him were really weird, and he had never even seen a similar six moves.

After seeing Su Nan's paper drawing, cheers erupted from the audience.The audience is addicted to watching it now, such exquisite physical skills can be seen in such a small venue, the ticket price is absolutely worth it!
"What? Tired of fighting? Then change me~ Shave, Remnant Shadow Fist!"

A faint purple chakra emerged from Su Nan's body, and he left an afterimage on the spot before disappearing.

And in the eyes of the bald man Qiao Bei, it seemed that Su Nan appeared in all directions!He simply couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.The eyeballs flickered, but they were useless.

"boom!"

Qiao Bei was kicked hard on the face, and a tooth flew high.

"Oh! First blood!! Su Nan took the first blood! This is the audience's first effective attack!!" The host screamed, "Su Nan is still going on! He is still continuing to output! Look! Qiao Bei was completely lost by him!!"

That's right, take advantage of his illness to kill him!Su Nan didn't stop, and punched and kicked Qiao Bei around.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Ahh! Iron block, Mount Tai!" Qiao Bei managed to react, and quickly summoned up his muscles to open the iron block.

"bang bang bang"

The sound of blows was as dense as raindrops, but Su Nan's current attack could hardly cause effective damage.

"Didn't you eat? It's just this little effort?! Little Bean Sprout, do you dare to exert more strength?"

Seeing that he had successfully defended himself, Qiao Bei immediately started talking trash.

But how could Su Nan bear such words?As he said in the previous life, every face was deformed by him!

"Okay! This is what you said! Gossip, Bang Zhang!"

Su Nan suddenly stopped in front of Qiao Bei, startling him. He stretched his palm flat on Qiao Bei's abdomen, and pressed down hard with his palm.

"boom!!"

After being hit by this palm, Qiao Bei's eyes widened, and his whole body became stiff.The huge cramping pain from the abdomen made this man like a steel tower start to sweat.

Qiao Bei couldn't move at all, and he used all his strength to hold on so that he wouldn't fall down, and the mouthful of old blood welling up in the depths of his throat was tightly held by him.

Su Nan frowned, what else is there to support?He snapped his fingers at it.

With a "pop", Qiao Bei felt as if something exploded in his stomach.This time he finally couldn't help it, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Vooooooooooooooooooo~~~"

The bald man knelt in front of Su Nan, vomiting blood non-stop.

For a while, the audience was silent, and even the host didn't understand this trick.

The audience only saw that Su Nan flashed back and forth, then suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Bei, lightly pressed his chest, and Qiao Bei began to kneel down and vomit blood.

"Fake match!!! This is definitely a fake match!"

A spectator shouted, and immediately, a huge uproar began.

"Fake matches!! Are you guys crazy at Qingshan Wuguan? Do you still dare to play fake matches these days?"

"Refund and refund!"

"I'm going to the Martial Artists Association to sue you!!"

The host, that is, Liu Qingshan, the owner of the Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, has a confused expression on his face at the moment.

Match-fixing?impossible!How could Qiao Bei play fake matches?Isn't he the one who likes to cripple opponents the most?This dead bald man didn't really take the money, did he? !

However, there was only one person in the venue who saw the way, and that was He Libo from the Education Bureau.He is a B-rank martial artist, Su Nan's light palm, in his opinion, it was a blow from a god!It was so surprising that he was speechless.

He Libo muttered to himself, "Could this kind of attack into the body be the long-lost inner strength? This kid, how did he do it?!"

Li Wanqing looked at Fatty Hu, who spread his hands, expressing that he didn't understand either.

Then she looked at He Libo again, and saw that his mouth was wide open, as if he could stuff a big apple into it.

"Hey! From the Education Bureau, tell me! Su didn't play fake games, did he?"

"Fake match?! Are you kidding me! This is the most exciting amateur match I have ever seen! The most valuable amateur match!!"

Without further ado, He Libo rushed to the host's position and grabbed the microphone.

"Cough cough cough! Please be quiet! I am He Libo from the Education Bureau. Let me explain to you what happened in the scene just now!"

The audience fell silent and looked at He Libo suspiciously.

"In the name of the Education Bureau, I assure everyone that this is not a fake match!! Su Nan used a long-lost physical technique—Inner Strength! If you don't understand anything, you can turn on your phone and ask Du Niang right now."

Su Nan scratched his head. These days, do people from the Education Bureau also come to be referees?Is it so difficult to mess around with the public?
After the audience heard it, they took out their mobile phones to check the information. After checking, no one shouted "fake match" again.People looked at Su Nan with shocked eyes, as if he was an alien.

This is your high school student? !Too cruel, right?Inner strength is something in legends!

At this moment, Qiao Bei raised his head with red eyes after vomiting blood, and stared at Su Nan's back with a look of madness.

good!destroy me, right?That old man ruined you today too! !
"Shave, Meteor!"

Just as He Libo was about to put down the microphone, he saw this scene and exclaimed, "Qiao Bei, how dare you?!"

Li Wanqing anxiously shouted at Su Nan, "Su Nan!!! Be careful behind your back!!!"

However, Su Nan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and kicked back without turning his head.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

No matter how fast Qiao Bei approached Su Nan, he flew out at an even faster speed.

Su Nan turned her head and said indifferently, "In front of my eyes, there is nothing to hide from any trick~"

"A person like you who has no sportsmanship deserves to be paralyzed for the rest of his life!"

That's right, Su Nan made a ruthless kick, aiming at the opponent's waist.If there is no accident, this bald head will never be able to enter the ring in this life.