Idle game leads to another world

The origin of the habit of giving nicknames to people in the martial arts world cannot be verified, but it has become a habit. No matter whether it is a long-established master or a rookie, everyone will have a nickname to show their excellence.

The main reason is to avoid encountering people with the same name and surname. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to recognize the wrong person?

Yang Yiyi has always wanted to be a hero, but perhaps because she has not read much, she has never come up with a nickname that satisfies her. When introducing herself, she always says "Yang Yiyi, no sect or school".

It doesn't matter. If you can't think of one, the masses will give it to you.

Yang Yiyi now feels mixed emotions. She is happy because the masses have given her a nickname, which means that Yang Yiyi has begun to become famous, which is a good thing.

But she is angry because the nickname of tigress is really not very nice...

Yang Yiyi's attention is all on the stage, and she is a little distracted. At this time, a snort of anger broke into her ears, which made Yang Yiyi shift her attention back to the stage.

We will talk about the nickname later.

Her first opponent was a strong man who looked like a bear. He jumped up with his bare chest in the cold weather, and there were traces of alcohol on his thick beard.

"You Jianghu people call yourselves knights, but you are so arrogant!"

It seems that he misunderstood Yang Yiyi's distraction from the stage. From the wording, it means that she is a good family girl who came to take the martial arts exam.

"Misunderstanding, I don't have..."

"No point in talking, watch the fight!"

Yang Yiyi wanted to introduce herself and correct that I am not a tigress. However, the opponent did not give her this opportunity at all. He immediately raised his fist and ran over with a huge body like a war trampling effect. It seems that if he had more strength, he would have trampled down the wooden ring.

Although it was a simple way to go straight, the speed and strength were pretty good. Compared with the few good families who came on the stage before, it was already a strong one.

Generally, at this time, one can either rely on Qinggong to deal with it or compete with internal strength. If the strength is directly compared, the heavyweight has a great advantage.

But Yang Yiyi did not move, just watching the other party approaching. The huge body like a bear compared with the petite Yang Yiyi, the sense of disobedience is even stronger.

At the moment when everyone was staring at Yang Yiyi's movements, those with poor eyesight only saw a residual image flashing in front of the strong man's chest, followed by three crackling noises.

The strong man's feet immediately softened, as if he had completely lost his strength.

Yang Yiyi calmly stepped aside, and the strong man fell on the ring with a clang and rolled his eyes. Because he rushed too hard, he almost slipped off the ring.

The audience who were just about to watch the show fell into silence in an instant. Yang Yiyi originally planned to take this opportunity to shout loudly, "I am not a tigress! ', but then he thought it was too fierce, so he had to maintain the most basic decency, clasped his fists and said to the people around him:

"Thank you."

Then he jumped off the ring very casually and walked to the second-floor terrace where Tang Lianyu was.

At this time, the audience reacted, and the government quickly sent people to get the strong man down, while others were lively discussing what had just happened.

In fact, at that moment, Yang Yiyi used a set of praying mantis punches on the strong man.

The first blow of the dense elbow hit the strong man's side ribs, squeezing the lungs with force, causing a momentary breathing difficulty. The second blow changed the hand shape and hit the sternum with a palm, squeezing the heart and making his eyes black. The last blow took advantage of the situation and hit the strong man's chin with an elbow, causing him to have a concussion.

Because the speed was too fast, the praying mantis punches at this moment made the strong man fall into a deep sleep without a sound.

This is how the praying mantis boxing is, the combo speed is very fast, and it is a set if it sticks.

Although Yang Yiyi still held back, the strong man did not show anything, and it is estimated that he will not get a high score.

When going up the stairs, Li Chengxi said again:

"Okay, just do it this way."

Facing a group of small fish, it was Li Chengxi's idea to let Yang Yiyi go all out.

The purpose was to establish prestige. After all, compared to the style of fighting for a long time without a winner, the impact of getting it done in an instant was more obvious.

"When there is a difficult guy, I will tell you in advance (chew), and then change the fighting method (chew)."

"Uh... Brother Li, what are you eating?"

"Eating."

It was only eight o'clock in the morning on Yang Yiyi's side, but due to the four-hour time difference, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon on Li Chengxi's side.

It happened that Adas came to stay overnight again today, and Li Chengxi was too lazy to go to the small restaurant to buy food. He took out the electric baking pan and unpacked some meatballs and skewers and grilled them.

"It sounds delicious."

"Didn't you have breakfast..."

Having said that, Li Chengxi still stuffed a few bones and meat for Yang Yiyi.

As soon as she saw that there was something delicious, she immediately forgot the depression of being called a tigress just now, and happily took the skewers and went upstairs.

Tang Lianyu was a little surprised to see this, you are not going to play the game? Where did the skewers come from?

"I bought them when I saw them after I got off the stage just now."

Fortunately, Tang Lianyu didn't pay too much attention to this kind of nonsense that was easily exposed. She whispered:

"Miss Yang is so quick."

"It's just so-so."

"You are worthy of being a tigress."

"..."

This matter can't be passed!

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Yang Yiyi's move was indeed amazing, but there were eight rings on the scene, and the audience's attention was also scattered. Except for the audience watching her game, it has not yet caused any waves.

When it was Yang Yiyi's turn to play again, it was almost an hour later. There was nothing she could do. It would take a lot of time to play with so many people.

This time, the stage Yang Yiyi was on was closer to the generals who were responsible for scoring. Some of them were familiar to Yang Yiyi.

When she lived in Li Yingluo's house, she would occasionally go to Zheng Yinping's house next door. Since Zheng Yinping's father was a general, generals from Liuzhou often went to see him. They were eager to see Yang Yiyi practicing martial arts. Among the generals who were scoring, there were several who had fought with Yang Yiyi.

They all knew Yang Yiyi, and they could see that they were holding tea and waiting to watch the show.

If Yang Yiyi wanted to take the exam for the top martial arts champion, she would have a huge advantage, although she might not pass the written test.

And Yang Yiyi's opponent...

Well, he looked quite embarrassed anyway.

He was estimated to be a young man in his early twenties, but his hair was disheveled and his clothes were almost like a rag.

It wasn't dirty, but it was torn, with so many patches that they almost replaced the clothes.

Even in such a cold day, he still wore open-toed straw sandals. He was cold, and he kept jumping up and down after he went on stage, trying to move his body to keep warm.

Seeing Yang Yiyi coming on stage, the other party did not lose his manners and clasped his fists and said:

"I am Ye Jingtang, the stone-breaking hand. I have no sect or school, but I know some farming skills. Please forgive me if I am not polite."

"I dare not. I also have no sect or school, Yang Yiyi."

"I have heard of the name of the tigress for a long time. Please teach me, Miss Yang."

"..."