The promotion of ancient martial arts begins with killing a cow with one punch

Sitting in the audience, holding a portion of popcorn in his hand, binoculars hanging around his neck.

Like an ordinary audience, Li Mubai's performance was so simple.

His game schedule has been set, and the game will not start until around eleven o'clock in the noon, and the first few hours are used to watch other people fight, which is naturally quite good.

"Today's competition is very exciting. It is said that there are martial artists at the grand master level participating in the battle."

"Really? Shouldn't those at that level fight later?"

"Who knows, you'll know after watching it. Look, it's on the third ring."

"That that?"

Not far away, excited audience shouted, and Li Mubai followed his gaze to look over.

The binoculars were raised, and popcorn was stuffed into the mouth at the same time.

"Did you see the one in the blue tights? He is Wu Feng, one of the great masters of swordsmanship, and one of the top experts in our country."

"Then compare it with the sword king? Who is stronger?"

"Of course it's Senior Saber King, but senior is old, so I don't know who will win and who will lose when the two of them meet. Look, it's already opened up."

Wu Feng, holding a wooden sword, and opposite him, his contestant is holding an iron sword.

Wooden sword versus iron sword, this seems very unruly, but this is agreed by both contestants.

Martial arts conferences are not just about punching and kicking. As long as both parties agree, weapons can be used. However, weapons can only be provided by the organizer of the venue, and you can't bring your own weapons. This is to prevent people from making troubles.

After going through the previous nine martial arts conferences, the organization has become very standardized.

Of course, something similar to William's is still unavoidable, but the public's eyes are discerning. The more people watching a game, the less likely they want to cheat.

As time goes by, the weak, those who want to use means have long been eliminated.

In the arena, Wu Feng's opponent was also a grandmaster in terms of breath, and if divided according to the realm, he was about the eighth level of body forging.

The distance is a little far, and the resolution is not very clear.

As for Wu Feng, it's about the second level of Qi refining, neither high nor low.

"Huh? This man's technique is a little familiar!"

With the movement of his eyes, Wu Feng's fighting methods and fighting style gave him a feeling of deja vu.

Like one of those two guys that day.

Some of them cannot be determined, but the routines are similar, and the number of ways is also very similar.

At present, Li Mubai is already [-]% sure that this guy is one of the people who attacked the Taoist temple that day.

"It seems that you still showed your feet. Well, you finally found a guy."

There was a smile on his face, which was very natural, and there was no other emotion other than laughter.

Wu Feng's battle ended quickly, and with the advantage of a big realm, he directly crushed the opponent.

Great masters against grand masters, this kind of superior strength is difficult to catch up with.

He went down, but Li Mubai was taken aback by the next person on stage.

Xie Xingwen!
Wu Feng's subsequent battle was actually Xie Xingwen, this guy is a bit interesting.

"Interesting, interesting. He really wants to break through. This is the aura of Qi Refining Realm. I don't know exactly what realm it is."

Or because the distance is too far, the most analysis can be that the other party is refining Qi, but specifically, there is nothing that can be done.

His opponent is also a grandmaster, especially a grandmaster in the early stage of Qi refining.

This is a battle between dragons and tigers, Li Mubai watched patiently.

Wu Feng had already confirmed that it was the guy who made the shot, so he couldn't escape, and the rest could be found by following the clues one by one.

"Two players please prepare, the battle begins."

As the referee retreated, Xie Xingwen and his opponent directly launched an attack.

Both of them used boxing techniques, but Xie Xingwen's boxing techniques were a bit weird.

It's not Hong Quan, nor any other domestic boxing methods, but boxing routines.

Yes, Western boxing routines, what is this trying to do?
Give up practicing Hong Fist?still!No, what's the situation?
Xie Xingwen threw out a punch, which was an uppercut. The opponent reacted quickly and hurriedly dodged, but Xie Xingwen's speed suddenly accelerated, and he punched the opponent's shoulder.

This punch knocked the opponent into the air and almost flew out of the ring.

Jumping up suddenly, this jump is a full ten meters high.

This is no longer a height that humans can jump to, it is a height that only non-humans can reach.

"Is he still human?"

"Could it be that the boxing champion has broken through the limits of human beings? Has become a new non-human?"

"My God, you must know that even some great masters have not reached that kind of combat power."

Non-human, this is not a correct term, it is a collective term for those who have done what humans cannot.

In Li Mubai's view, anyone above the fourth level of Qi refining can be called this, because at that level and strength, they can indeed be compared with normal humans.

The current Xie Xingwen also has similar strength.

It fell, no, it didn't fall, it fell.

With a punch down, the target is the opponent's body.

As long as he hits, he can definitely kill that person on the spot.

A free landing attack from a height of ten meters, even if there is no attack pattern at all, just a body smash can injure that person, or even directly kill him.

So hanging!

When Xie Xingwen's fist was about to hit, the man rolled quickly, and only then dodged Xie Xingwen's attack.

But in this way, he also fell out of the ring, so he has already lost.

But compare it with life, if you lose, you lose.

"boom!"

As the smoke rose, Xie Xingwen's punch that fell from the sky actually pierced through the ring, causing a big hole to appear on the edge of the ring.

In the middle of the pit, Xie Xingwen pulled out his fist and looked at his opponent with contempt.

"It's a waste of my feelings to run away."

"Where is the referee? Hurry up and pronounce the verdict, I have already won."

Instead of watching the opponent, Xie Xingwen looked at the referee lying on the ring.

After hearing the referee's voice, Xie Xingwen laughed at the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After the laughter, Xie Xingwen swung his fist again, this time targeting the ring.

"boom!"

The ring is cracked.

The attack just now had already damaged the arena, but the current attack directly divided the arena into three parts based on the damage.

As for why it is three?Then we have to ask about the rift.

"It's really too fragile. Next time, this ring should be replaced with a solid one, at least completely metal. Let's repair the ring."

"Unlucky little guy, you were hit by a stone, so you are unlucky."

Xie Xingwen waved his hand, and then spit on his opponent.

Just now when the arena collapsed, the stone fell on that person, causing him to be seriously injured. Xie Xingwen showed great contempt for this situation.

His actions and expressions caused many people to cheer.

Martial arts conference? It should be so violent. Xie Xingwen showed his powerful side.

In the auditorium, Li Mubai's expression remained unchanged, but he thought of many things in his mind.

"The speed of this breakthrough is not slow. It should be at the fifth level of Qi refining. No, if it is safe, it will be around the seventh level. This is the highest level I have seen so far. How did he break through?"

"Interesting."

Xie Xingwen's breakthrough in strength made Li Mubai a little surprised, but doubts replaced surprise.

When Xie Xingwen was fighting, a little golden light flashed in his eyes, which made him guess, could this be the key to Xie Xingwen's breakthrough?

No wonder, dare to provoke me, but it is not enough.