On a sunny afternoon.

In a secret sea base in Futu, the Tianbang exchange competition was held on time.

The entire base covers a large area of ​​10,000 square meters, and is divided into 18 floors. This competition was set up on the 18 floors underground, known as the 18 floors of hell, and its significance is self-evident.

In the center of the 18th floor, there is a huge martial arts field. The entire martial arts field is divided into several arenas. There are many people gathered around, all of whom are young masters from China, and they all look like God and I are the second child. No one is convinced by anyone.

There is an audience station around, and there are already thousands of audiences coming one after another. Moreover, these people are not ordinary in identities, either rich or noble, and have invitations from Futu.

This level of competition has been inseparable from ordinary people, and everyone present has close ties with the Buddha. Whether it is military, police, or civilian martial arts, they all have their own positions.

Just as the crowd was excited and the sound was soaring, three young people came to the outside of the crowd. One of them was extremely handsome, with a clear angular face with a calm and elegant look, and a master's demeanor.

Behind his left was a strong young man carrying a dark battle axe on his shoulder. His face was arrogant, he curled his lips from time to time, and he would shake his head lightly, obviously not satisfied with all this.

The person on the right is a classic. He should be two meters away from the height, with steel protective gear on his hands and arms, and his muscles are silly, just like a stupid little giant.

That's right, they are Xiao Zheng, Long Ji, and Titan.

While the three of them walked, they were boundless pressure, so that all the masters chose to avoid each other and hid on the side and watched the freshness.

Some people don’t like it, that is, young masters from all walks of life, but they want to find fault, but the members of the Futu are not vegetarians, so they pulled them aside and dissuaded them for a while.

"I said, man, do you know who the leader is? That's a master who KOs Yang Cheng with one move, you can't afford to offend him."

"Damn it, it's impossible! We know Yang Cheng's strength. Can a arrogant and strong pussy be defeated by that harmless young man?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. When he beat Yang Cheng, I was there. It can be said that Yang Cheng was not very powerful in front of him."

"hiss......"

Just as they were talking, members of the Futu who knew Xiao Zheng had come to say hello, respectfully and enthusiastically, and their mouths were like lotus flowers.

Xiao Zheng nodded lightly, meaning that he had no intention of speaking; and the dragon and Titan behind him would follow him, and in short, only Xiao Zheng's horse was following.

The young masters who came to participate were all confused. Where did Hunjianglong come from? This momentum and connections are unmatched.

I have to see what they have in a while. As long as they are not pretending, it is worth making friends.

The members of the Buddha were also secretly amazed, because the folk masters who came this time were stronger than in previous years, and they couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm tired, did you see it? That's the world's karate champion Chen Dahai. That hand skill swept the whole world."

"Hehe, look at that fat man, it is Lu Yifa, who has won the championship of Jiu Jitsu for many years. I heard that his Jiu Jitsu not only combines national skills, but also goes to Ba Se to play the rhythm of invincible all over the world."

"Karate, what's the point of Jiu Jitsu? Look at the short and strong Xiao Hei, who is the proud disciple of the Iron Sand Palm Master Wang. He has a pair of fleshy palms that can break wood and gravel. As long as he pushes it gently, you will vomit blood and shake out internal injuries."

"It's just external kung fu. Our Chinese has real internal kung fu, and we recommend Tai Chi first. I heard that Zhang Xiaotian from Wudang Mountain has also arrived. That guy uses softness to overcome hardness, and he can do a big pound."

"The disciple of the King of Northern Spears has also arrived, and it is the King of Silver Spears - Xu Sandai. Don't look at this guy being stupid, then when you stand up with a big gun stake, you can't hold your eyes for three days and three nights. Practicing the martial arts has reached the level of obsession. Do you know that the moon stick and year's sword will be spear for a lifetime?"

"It's the most exciting thing about slashing people with ghost heads. That little white-faced is the close disciple of the Nanhai Knife. He is known as one-slashing. No matter how awesome a person is, he will immediately cut into two pieces with a light knife."

“…”

At this moment, with Zhu Chanji's brief speech, the competition officially began.

Xiao Zheng looked at the chaotic martial arts performance venue and looked at the invitation letter in his hand. It turned out to be No. 2. He raised his eyes and found that No. 1 was sitting on Zhu Zezhi.

From this point of view, Lao Zhu is quite sincere.

He walked over with Long Qie and Titan, nodded lightly at Zhu Chanji, and finally sat down.

The seats of Long Qihe and Titan were also carefully arranged, and they were in the back row of Xiao Zheng, guarding Xiao Zheng like two sculptures.

On Xiao Zheng's left was a black rose, and as for the white peony, he sat on the right side of Zhu Chanji.

Anyone who is interested can see that the black and white charms of Futu should protect all Zen techniques, but at this moment, a Xiao Zheng was inserted into it. The meaning is self-evident and his identity must be noble.

Bai Mudan smiled faintly at Xiao Zheng, with fear and hostility in it.

Xiao Zheng just nodded to her lightly, and then looked at the showdown in the martial arts field.

First, there are various folk masters fighting, and the rules are very simple, which is to divide them into several small arenas, and then go one by one to compete in two groups.

This is undoubtedly unfair to the masters who came to power in front. It is equivalent to a wheel battle. If you defeat your opponent, you will become the champion. If others challenge you again, if you lose, you will have to get out of the stage obediently; if you win by chance, you will have to face the challenger in the future.

However, this style is very good at Futu, which meets their selection criteria. Any expert selected into Futu must have the ability to continue fighting. Of course, it would be even better if you can beat many people together.

Zhu Chanji turned his head and said lightly: "Can these young people get the eyes of evil gods?"

"It's not bad, they are all the best young people!" Xiao Zheng said softly, but he was a little uninterested, obviously most of the things he had to deal with.

These young masters are equal to the strength of Skynet elites, and even worse than those of them.

Not to mention comparing with ten kills, as for Long Qi and Titan, one person can fight them one by one.

Zhu Chanji saw his indifference and stopped talking. He just shook his head and continued to watch the game.

Black Rose was very unhappy with his performance. He was despising the Buddha. We kindly invited you to come. You were so kind. You really didn't give you face.

Xiao Zheng did not notice her emotions, but looked at a young master on the ring with interest, that was the Silver Spear King - Xu Sandai.

This guy is extremely stable in the lower plate and his shooting skills have reached the pinnacle. He has won six consecutive games and is now fighting with Guan Xiaobai, a sword.
Chapter completed!