ps: This chapter is also known as powder abalone and tender chrysanthemum.

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"What a pity, it's a pity. Xia Wu, the second-year student in No. 1 Middle School, still has the fourth-level strength. Unfortunately, he met Zhang Ju, who had just returned from Port City in the first round of knockout round. This Zhang Ju is obviously a person who is a powerful person in our generation, and that kid is also unlucky."

Han Yunluo was siping tea and shook his head and said this to the other two referees and judges.

"Iron Leg Zhang Ju was also a famous figure in Nanshi back then. He has been to Hong Kong City for so many years and is back now. It seems that he has not made a fortune."

"Hmph, the place in the Harbor City is too terrifying now. The Huajin can only be regarded as a minion. The great masters who have just entered the alchemy path dare not be arrogant. There are more than a hundred great masters there, and more and more. It is too terrifying. Not to mention the iron leg Zhang Ju, even if the iron leg Zhang Ju master Qin Hongwu is still alive, he will not get much benefit."

"The strong dragon will not suppress the local snake. Zhang Ju thought that he would open a martial arts school in Nanshi and would like to see if we were to give him face. Then, we would come to worship the mountain gate according to the rules. If his legs are not hard enough, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Okay, that's it."

"Brother Han, what do you think?"

"Well, let's take a look later. It's enough to have our three major martial arts museums in Nanshi. It's really not good to have one more."

Behind the three referees are the three famous martial arts schools in Nanshi that have risen in recent years. They each have their own forces behind them. Otherwise, they would not have been invited to be the referee of this final competition. This is not only because of their strength in power, but also because their status has been recognized by the entire Nanshi.

The three of them were a little resentful of the iron-legged Zhang Ju who had returned from the Harbor City. When he came back to open a martial arts hall, he would divide some of the resources in Nanshi, and of course he would not let them go easily.

After chatting, the next game soon started again and the three of them returned to the ring again.

"Wang Xiu, it's time for you. Don't talk too much after going up. Just call me when the time comes, don't be afraid." Hong Tian reminded.

Wang Xiu did not pay attention to Hong Tian's words at this time, because all his mind was concentrated on the top of his head. A trace of inexplicable aura lingered on the top of his head.

From the host's announcement of the next game, there were countless invisible and intangible things coming from the crowd from all directions, which were not energy, nor some kind of breath of mental power gathered from the void.

Everyone ignores it, and everyone can't notice it.

"What is this breath?..."

Wang Xiu felt it was very familiar. It was very similar to the scene where he used comics to collect beliefs, identity, resonance and other images to gather spiritual power into his mind. But it was not that, but something more ethereal, not energy, nor mental power. What he had to say was more similar to attention? Or luck, or thoughts of public expectations?

He looked up at the entire gymnasium, and the sky above the entire hall was filled with layers of inexplicable aura.

When he recalled the power of fate that he occasionally realized when he was in harmony with the cave heaven, he suddenly realized that this was the condensation point of luck for all the warriors in the entire Nan City, and it was a temporary luck node formed by gathering the attention of millions of citizens in the entire Nan City and a very small number of national fortunes.

Here, all the contestants participating in this National Arts Certification Competition will receive a kind of blessing of luck, and no matter how much luck is, they will be sure. Most of the ones who can get the bonus of luck should be gathered in the last twenty people who have obtained the warrior certificate.

To put it bluntly, we still have to fight, win, win in the end!

Only by truly obtaining these luck, but these things that ordinary people can only passively benefit from are related to Wang Xiu's future enlightenment. The deity is in charge of the cave, uses macro-level understanding, enters the world to practice the body in the micro-level, and controls the body with both hands, and achieves twice the result with half the effort!

Wang Xiu pinched his fists, shrugged his shoulders, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Isn’t it the protagonist’s path?

Fight against the world, the world is full of enemies, invincible and fearless, and punch the world in one punch!

I’ve had a lot of online writing routines ten years ago!

I'm tired of watching this bloody plot, but if it's really my turn... Haha, to be honest, I'm really a little excited.

As Wang Xiu and another contestant entered the field, he walked towards the ring and the entire gymnasium became excited.

Roars, shouts, cheers, and cheers came up. The audience didn't know who to cheer for. It was just that the first round of knockout matches had not ended, and there were no more outstanding players, but they were still enthusiastic. Maybe they were substituting, imagining themselves as they stood on the ring at this moment and faced the coming opponent!

"Ho huh huh..."

"Come on! Come on! Come on!!"

"Come on, boy from No. 1 Middle School! Come on!"

"Defeat that kid, he's just a little baby, kick him down."

The three referees were in their seats and had already understood the rules they should talk about. They didn't say much and announced the start directly.

It is still a one-minute showdown of hearts and pre-war dialogue.

"The little baby is a Chinese martial arts student at No. 1 Middle School. Don't be afraid, uncle will love you later."

Standing opposite Wang Xiu was a thin high-skinned man in his forties, but he had a pair of eyes that looked at him with disgusting disgusting disgusting feeling.

From the perspective of middle-aged people, the person in front of me is a white skin as white as jade and tender skin as water (the double bonus effect of Mingjin skin training and the youth of a young man), red lips and white teeth, and the most elegant and delicate young boy. If he hadn't had a simple and delicate short hair, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference between men and women's clothes?

He obviously has some special hobbies, and there is no way to do so. The martial artists have strong qi and blood and stronger desires. In addition, in recent years, material desires and moral openness in modern society have been plagued by some dark bad hobbies.

He likes the pink little abalone, and the compact little chrysanthemums have a unique flavor... Hehehehe...

Take a deep breath, lift your breath, close your eyes, adjust your body and mind inside, and block all external sounds, especially the dirty words of middle-aged people.

Silently count sixty seconds.

…57,56,55…

…3,2,1!

"...Hey, the brat from No. 1 Middle School, have you listened to me..."

Buzz! The sound of bells and drums sounded, and Wang Xiu's eyes suddenly opened!

The cold light suddenly appeared, stepped forward, rushed forward, Xingyi Five Elements Fist, and slashed the fist! It was like a young tiger's power, swung a Xuanhua axe and slashed it in front of you.

The heart, mind, body, energy, spirit, power, and six combinations are combined into one, and they attack the disgusting middle-aged man in front of him with an unstoppable force.

Facing this punch, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he thought to himself that this young little girl was actually a tough guy.

At a young age, he has already obtained the essence of the mind and mind of the mind!

The three referees outside the ring lit up their eyes at the same time. This Chinese martial art student at No. 1 Middle School is not an ordinary Chinese martial art student. He has already obtained the essence of Chinese martial arts fighting style. He is fast, fast, fierce, not dragging on the mud, not pretentious, and not like a young man's impetuous.

However, Hong Tian stood up suddenly and exhaled in a low voice.
Chapter completed!