So it is really difficult for the martial arts club to win this game, and this is a real problem.

I can only rely on the individual members' own skills.

Perhaps because of concern, Teacher Yang Gu's face was unstable and there was also a faint anger.

People are here to play the kiosk, can they be in a good mood?

After simple negotiation, the competition officially began. Since there is no saying that Chinese martial arts have a rank, the principle of the competition is also very simple, that is, draw lots and practice. No matter how you cultivate, you will get better, no matter whether you get it, no matter whether you are a man or a woman.

Divide into twelve pairs and fight one by one.

Xiao Zheng saw an acquaintance, Guan Xiaobai, who was actually there too.

Chu Xiaoran happily finished drawing the lottery, held a small card with No. 6 and sat next to Xiao Zheng.

"Hehe, Ah Zheng, No. 6 of Bangzi Country is a little fat man, and I don't know if it's easy to fight, that's that."

Xiao Zheng looked around and was shocked. The little fat man looked harmless and actually had the strength of the third stage of the Black Belt, and he was also the best in the entire team.

"Xiao Ran, just do your best!"

"Hmph, don't have confidence in me?" Chu Xiaoran was furious and bulged his cheeks, just as if he wanted to eat Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng rubbed her soft hair and spoiled: "Don't be excited, look at the age of the player who plays the stick. He is basically not over 25 years old."

"What's the meaning?"

"The rank is also age-limited. I looked at it and found that among their players, there are only one fourth-level and one fourth-level master, and the others are all one to three-level. Therefore, the strength of the third-level black belt is not low."

"Um?"

Chu Xiaoran thought about it, then lowered his head in disappointment, no longer had the previous arrogance, and said aggrievedly: "It seems that the little fat man's strength can rank among the top five in their team, and my strength is at the bottom of the martial arts club. How can I fight?"

"Don't worry, I have everything, I promise I won't let you lose." Xiao Zheng patted her shoulders and sweared.

"Really?" Chu Xiaoran immediately smiled.

"That must be true. Although this guard is not as good as your clown, he is not a vegetarian. Hooha..."

Xiao Zheng kept cheering her up.

Just when they were talking nonsense, the competition had officially begun. The No. 1 player from both sides came on the court. The country of Bangzi is a black belt second section, and the martial arts association is a thin young man.

Chu Xiaoran screamed in surprise: "It's bad. The skinny monkey's strength is not as strong as mine. What should I do?"

"What's the hurry? Let's talk about it!" Xiao Zheng was as stable as Mount Tai, pressing Chu Xiaoran into his seat and watching the game.

The two contestants in the ring saluted each other and fought one after another.

As Chu Xiaoran said, this thin monkey is just a beginner in martial arts, a novice among newbies, and has no foundation at all.

"Hi."

The player of the stick shouted loudly, flew up in the air, sweeping heavily at the thin monkey.

Although it is impossible to avoid it, it is the passion of a young man after all, and the thin monkey raises his arms to block it with a firm look on his face.

However, the opponent's leg strength was completely beyond his expectations, and he smashed his arm down, and his legs and feet swept towards his chest with inertia.

There was a "bang".

The thin monkey could not resist this power, retreated step by step, and finally retreated without any further, and fell off the ring.

"Forehead......"

Quiet, so quiet that it is outrageous.

Then there was a lot of excitement and discussion.

"What, I lost as soon as I fought, it looked boring."

"How could this happen? How could a novice participate in the competition and lose all my face in China."

"Oh, what are you talking nonsense? Let's see, we have experts."

“…”

The failure of the skinny monkey was expected. Yang Gu and Guan Xiaobai in the distance did not change much emotionally, but they were just a little breathless. After all, it was a bad first battle.

Yang Gu looked at the head coach Bangzi and found that he was also looking at him jokingly. In an instant, his face turned pale and said to Guan Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, you are the president of the martial arts club, give them some colors."

"Teacher Yang, don't worry, although my strength is sword skills, not fists, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and will definitely not lose the reputation of Chinese martial arts." Guan Xiaobai stood up and walked onto the arena.

Looking at Guan Xiaobai in strong outfit, Xiao Zheng smiled faintly.

This little guy is very strong. If he uses the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he is enough to be comparable to Xu Sandai, the tenth person on the Futu Tianlist, and is equivalent to the realm of an elite expert in the Skynet.

In this kind of competition, it is undoubtedly a standout for the crowd and is a bit useless.

If you only compare fists and feet, Guan Xiaobai may not be the opponent of Head Coach Bangzi. If you have one knife in your hand, even if Head Coach Bangzi has nine lives, it will not be enough for him to cut.

At this moment, fighting against a weak chicken with a black belt with three sections is like a baby who is sipping breasts.

Sure enough, after Guan Xiaobai clasped his fists, he did not attack, but hooked his finger at the player with the black belt three-stage stick. The meaning was very obvious, that was the naked contempt.

"Looking for death, hey..."

The player of Bangzi was so angry that he was so angry that his strength could rank among the top five in the participating teams. He usually guided others with arrogant attitude. How could he ever be so humiliated?

He rushed towards Guan Xiaobai angrily, and at the same time he exerted force on his feet, flew up in the air, swept across his legs, and was about to succeed with one blow.

"Bang!"

Guan Xiaobai shook his head and sneered, without dodging, just got hit like that, then picked up the stick player and rushed to the ground.

"Rubbish!"

"you!"

"Come again if you have the ability."

"Hmph, hey..." The player Bangzi got angry, regardless of the soreness of his waist and back, and crawled up hatefully, with a cold light in his eyes.

This time he learned his lesson and no longer took the initiative to attack, but circled around Guan Xiaobai, looking for fighter jets.

However.

Guan Xiaobai stood firmly like a mountain, wrapping his arms around him, not looking at the player, but just shook his head.

"It's really boring."

He stretched out his feet on the spot and hit the player's belly like a cannonball, spared no effort.

"Go away!"

"What?"

With the sound of "Ah", the player of Bangzi was bombed out as if he was on a dirt plane and landed heavily in front of the head coach of Bangzi.

There was a "bang".

Head coach Bangzi's face calmed down and found that his student had fallen in front of him, and there was bloodshot on the corner of his mouth.

"Um?"

He looked up at Guan Xiaobai with a pale face, and found that Guan Xiaobai gave him a downward thumb, and shook his head with disdain.

"snort!"

However, his anger was drowned out by the applause and cheers of the college students present and turned into invisible.

"Crack..."

After the applause, there are endless comments.

"Wow, Guan Xiaobai is so handsome. I want to give birth to a monkey for him."

"Shameless, you can covet him too? He is a disciple of the Nanhai Knife."

"Hahaha, it's worthy of being a Chinese martial arts. It's so awesome. Look at the head coach of the bastard, his face is like a black pot."

"How can the flirty and embroidered skills of a small country be compared with our great country?"

“…”

Listening to the yelling comments, Xiao Zheng smiled knowingly.

Chu Xiaoran's face was gloomy and she frowned and said, "It's really amazing that he is President Guan Xiaobai. But what should I do?"
Chapter completed!