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Chapter 151 Competition

At this time, Qinglong City, Qinglong Arena...

A bright flag was presented on the pillars of the Qinglong Arena. The flag was red, and the three big characters "Qinglong Platform" were written on it. The three big characters "Dragon" were flying and phoenix danced, which was very eye-catching, making people feel excited and excited when they saw it.

At the same time, people were surrounded by bright flags. Whether they came from the streets and alleys in Qinglong City or from all directions, today, I don’t look at anything else here, but only martial arts.

"Hey, brother, let me give you, let me..." Everyone kept pushing forward in the crowded crowd to see the exquisite martial arts.

"Wu Shuo, why are you here? Look at me, you can go home. If you want to come back to watch the competition, your wife and children will starve to death at home..." I felt someone pushing him on his back, and the man looked back and saw his old friend, Wu Shuo.

"Ah hahaha..." As soon as the man finished speaking, a burst of laughter sounded in the crowd.

"I don't believe it anymore. In this huge Dharma Realm, no one can beat Fang Ziwu." After Wushuo said that, he gritted his teeth and invested all the money in his hand.

This is the money Wushuo got from selling his money and the last money he had.

When he came to watch the competition, he had already made a decision for himself. If the hero who could defeat Fang Ziwu today did not appear, he would choose to commit suicide.

There is no doubt that he has a wife and two children. If he commits suicide, it will not be a single person.

Originally, Wushuo was also a wealthy family. Although he could not be said to be a wealthy family in Qinglong City, his family still had two money.

But later he was addicted to martial arts competitions and became deeper and deeper, and he used a lot of money from his family to bet. In addition, he was addicted to martial arts competitions every day and did not engage in production management, so he spent all his money and ended up like this.

Fang Ziwu, the one mentioned by Wushuo, is the champion of Qinglong City in the past few months. This person is strong and brave, and has made extremely fast moves. A few months ago, with his own skills, he almost defeated all the masters in Qinglong City.

For a moment, he became famous.

The Fang family is a wealthy noble family in Qinglong City. Its power is amazing in Qinglong City and its relationship is even more complicated. In addition to the lord of Qinglong City, the Fang family has almost reached the point of covering the sky with one hand.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Today is the last time Fang Ziwu has taken action. He is tired of this kind of unchallenged fight. If no one can defeat him today, he will enter the mountains to practice and retreat to the world." One of the people said.

"Really? This is what you heard with your own ears?" After hearing what he said, his face showed regret and panic. When they thought that they could not see Fang Ziwu's exquisite martial arts in the future, they felt sad.

"It's true!" the man nodded and affirmed again.

"I heard that there are a few more masters coming today, but they are not from my Qinglong City." One person said happily.

"That's great, there's another wonderful martial arts fight to watch." The man was excited and excited.

"Maybe the masters who came today can beat Fang Ziwu down." After the man finished speaking, his face showed a look of expectation.

"Black Fang Ziwu down? Brother, you are not dreaming! There are not many people who can catch Fang Ziwu's ten moves in this Qinglong City. The people who beat Fang Ziwu down have not yet been born!"

After reading the person, he invested all the money to Fang Ziwu without thinking.

Originally, he was just a person in the mountains who made a living by chopping wood, but since he bet on Fang Ziwu, he has benefited a lot. After a few months, his family gradually became more prosperous and his life was enjoyable.

Because of the advocacy of martial arts in Qinglong City, there are also a large number of people like them who have made a fortune by relying on martial arts.

"Everyone, everyone..." Just as everyone was talking, an old man suddenly walked out of the Qinglong Platform.

"Today's wonderful martial arts battle has begun. I believe everyone will wait and see. Next, we will invite both sides of our game to appear and let us hand over the ring to them!"

"when……"

After the man finished speaking, a sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from around him. The sounds were filled with excitement and inspiring.

At the same time, the audience shouted in groups under the ring, and they were constantly shouting, no less than the sound of gongs and drums.

Immediately afterwards, a loud voice came: "The first scene is Fang Ziwu vs. The Hammer King."

The King of Iron Hammer is not a Qinglong man. This person is good at applying a sledgehammer. The sledgehammer weighs about a thousand pounds, and the hammer weighs a thorn ball. There is an iron chain between the two hammers that lock them tightly together. The iron chain is thick and hard. Whether it is an iron ball or an iron chain, it is made of pure iron and is not hollowed out at all.

It is said that the two sledgehammers were made by a tool craftsman for about 120 geniuses, and they were very expensive.

The Hammer King is a strong fat man with a strong force, and his arms are powerful in controlling the hammer. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to lift the heavy hammer.

Because the hammer is heavy and large, the hammer's attack power is very strong and its explosive power is even more amazing. If you confront the master of the hammer, you will be determined by the hammer if you are not careful and die in a bad way.

Most of the martial arts competitions are like this. Life and death are fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven. They love martial arts competitions more than their own lives, so they don’t think about it.

After hearing the people on the stage shouting, Fang Ziwu jumped and took the lead in the ring.

I saw this man wearing a white dress, extremely heroic and holding a white eagle swaying in his right hand. The sharp blade's sharp edge shone brightly under the sunlight. The silver hook of the blade's edge flashed from time to time. The white eagle swaying in his sunlight was directly inserted into the ground, as if it was nailed, and suddenly became powerful in his hand, like a god falling from the sky.

After a few years, the Hammer King has traveled across the four directions with the pair of hammers in his hand, and has never encountered any rivals.

Now that he saw Fang Ziwu taking the stage first, he couldn't help it. He jumped in the air, and suddenly, his huge body appeared on the Qinglong Platform, forming a confrontation with Fang Ziwu.

The Iron Hammer King traveled no other way. He traveled thousands of miles to the Qinglong Arena to eliminate Fang Ziwu's arrogance and destroy his majesty. Who made Fang Ziwu's reputation spread to them and made the people there doubt about his Iron Hammer King's Kung Fu.

"Below, Ziwu, don't you ask for your high name?" Fang Ziwu bowed to the Iron Hammer King.

"Harst King." The Hammer King's voice almost came out of his voice, and it was full of energy.

After the two of them shared their names, they immediately showed their eyes and showed a fierce light, forming a confrontation.

Fang Ziwu claimed that his martial arts skills were not low, but when he saw the two pairs of giant hammers in the hand of the Iron Hammer King, he couldn't help but breathe in his air, and immediately held the Baiying in his hand tightly and did not dare to slack off.

(Note: What is the white eagle slanting sun? It means swallowing sun, which means the white eagle swallowing sun. It has been recorded in the weapon catalog, so I will not describe it here.)

Just one word today, sleepy...
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