Under One: Play as Qiao Feng at the beginning

After the idiotic fans of Hidden Dragon were expelled from the field by the Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion, the rest of the game continued as usual.

Qiao Feng temporarily blocked Lu Linglong from his mind, and watched every game seriously.

Familiar faces from the anime also appeared one after another.

Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye.
Not surprisingly, they all won their respective competitions, and Qiao Feng knew that these people would become his greatest opponents.

"Six matches, Qiao Feng of the Beggar Gang vs Iron Monkey."

It was Qiao Feng's turn to come on stage, he stood up and walked towards the field.

Iron Horse was originally Wudang Wang Ye's opponent, but because of Qiao Feng's joining, the original order was completely disrupted.

"The gang of beggars is mighty, and the leader of the gang is awesome."

As soon as he entered the arena, Qiao Feng heard Liu Fu's shouts.

However, compared with the group of Hidden Dragons before, the volume was much lower. After all, there were only five of them.

"I heard that you knocked three people unconscious with one palm in yesterday's knockout match. I want to see if you can beat my golden bell jar and King Kong. To tell you the truth, my target is not you, but Wudang. Ox-nosed Taoist."

Probably because Qiao Feng's performance in the knockout round was too dazzling, so the Iron Horse immediately took out Lao Di as soon as he played.

"If you can't beat it, you'll know if you try it."

Qiao Feng said expressionlessly.

In fact, he really wants to tell Iron Monkey that no matter who he meets, the ending is doomed.

"Okay, then you can try my arm and hand first."

The iron monkey directly skipped the punching and kicking stage, and punched Qiao Feng with his real qi.

Qiao Feng could have blocked the punch with the Nine Suns Godly Armor, but he suddenly had a whim, wanting to try not to rely on the Nine Suns God's ability to withstand this punch.

The iron monkey punched Qiao Feng in the stomach.

It felt, how should I put it, like being hit by a moving train.

The whole person abruptly withdrew more than ten meters away, his internal organs were overwhelmed, and he almost spit out his breakfast.

It's okay, hold on.

Qiao Feng looked a bit embarrassed, panting heavily, and couldn't even straighten his waist.

But he was still very happy.

Except for the dantian, which was protected by his real qi, the rest of the body did not have any defenses, and he punched the iron monkey with his flesh and blood.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been smashed to pieces by this punch.

This shows that Qiao Feng not only has internal strength, but also has improved physical function and strength.

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng smiled.

There was boos from the audience.

They all wanted to see if Qiao Feng, who had been a blockbuster in the knockout round, would have an even brighter performance today.

I didn't expect to be punched so far by the iron monkey.

"Damn, this guy was beaten stupid, and he can still laugh."

"How did you win the knockout round with this strength? Could it be that there is something shady about it? Or the three who competed with him yesterday were all trustees?"

"I feel like I could kill him with one breath."

Qiao Feng didn't care about these criticisms at all.

He knows that if he wants to achieve his ultimate goal, he must keep improving.

He didn't think he could go to the end with his current strength and the few sets of martial arts he had mastered.

The world is so big, what I can see is only a limited view.

Winning the championship at Luo Tian Dajiao is only the first step.

For ordinary people, is the iron monkey powerful?
Of course powerful, one punch can decide their life or death.

But for a foreigner at the level of the old Tianshi, Iron Monkey is just a personal name.

Will there be someone more powerful than the old heavenly master?
The answer is yes.

Even in this world of aliens, there are existences more powerful than aliens.

It's just that I can't touch it yet.

So only by constantly getting stronger can we go further and stand higher.

Strength speaks for itself.

"Yes, the fist is quite hard."

Qiao Feng dusted off his clothes, and walked towards the iron monkey.

And those taunts in the audience.Different people who despise Qiao Feng are different.

Iron Monkey's face has changed.

His one-armed strike was not simple, and it was also mixed with the all-armed Vajra, and there was hidden dark energy in the fierce fist.

What surprised him was not that Qiao Feng could withstand his punch.

Instead, he found that Qiao Feng had surprisingly no energy defense.

Simply resisting with the body, if such an opponent uses real energy, how powerful will it be?
"It's not rude to come and go, it's my turn to make a move."

Qiao Feng stopped five meters away from the iron monkey, smiled slightly, and slapped out:
"Falling the devil's palm."

A palm print left Qiao Feng's palm, and it roared towards the iron monkey like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Ah!"

With an angry roar, the iron monkey got off his horse and began to exercise, and was enveloped by a layer of golden light from head to toe.

"I wipe it, it's the gold bell cover."

There was an exclamation from the audience.

hum!
After a muffled sound like a bell striking, Iron Monkey's protective golden bell shattered instantly, and he flew upside down and hit the wall of the arena.

It sank half a meter deep.

Even the air became quiet, and the people in the auditorium stared at the venue dumbfounded.

Especially those who were belittling Qiao Feng just now, they couldn't figure it out.

Why is it that the iron monkey, who is sure to have the upper hand, can't resist Qiao Feng's blow even if he uses such a unique technique as the golden bell cover?
"The leader of the gang is mighty, the leader of the gang is awesome, and the gang of beggars will win."

After a short period of calm, the shouts of Liu Fu and the others resounded in the air.

"Jinzhong, Lao Lu, do you understand?"

In the corner of the auditorium, the old heavenly master asked the two old men beside him.

"This one is not easy, the subduing demon palm can break the golden bell cover."

Tian Jinzhong sighed with bright eyes.

"Let those boys look up his details later."

Lu Jin, who is usually carefree, is frowning at this moment.

If Qiao Feng told them that this move only took [-]% of his power to subdue the magic palm, I don't know how they would feel.

"The Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng, win."

The referee announced the result, and then a group of young Taoist priests rushed into the arena, holding shovels and began to dig out the iron monkeys.

When Qiao Feng returned to the auditorium, the eyes that looked at her showed a little more respect for the strong.

"Master, just now when you were punched by that bald head"

As soon as he sat down, several Beggar Sect disciples surrounded him, Ah Si said impatiently.

"Go, go, go, the dog can't spit out ivory. What does it mean to be beaten into the air? That's called a tactical retreat."

Ah San slapped Ah Si on the head and interrupted him.

"Yes, yes, step back."

Several people chattered, but the meanings were the same, that is, after Qiao Feng received that punch, they were terrified, thinking that the leader had lost.

Soon, all the top 64 will appear, and the promotion match for the top 32 will follow.