"Xiaozi!"

In front of the screen, Zhang Fen screamed, her face turned pale. Her hands were wringing each other, and she was extremely nervous.

A pair of eyes full of distress and worry.

Wang Ben also opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously reached out to pull Yang Qi on the screen.

Old lady Lin Xiu'e even urged: "Hurry...hurry up and save people. Don't the people there know how to stop?"

The old lady has seen the ring matches before. Doesn’t there always be a referee in the ring matches? When the athletes have no strength to resist, they will stop it?

They are unprofessional.

Only the old man Wang Aimin smiled: "That's good, that's good."

"Old man, what did you say?"

Lin Xiu'e's face was full of anger. Wang Aimin subconsciously shrank his neck and swallowed: "Think about it, if Xiaozi wins this battle, then he is really Mu Xiu Yu Lin. This time's defeat may not be a victory. It's a bad thing. First of all, Xiaozi knows that there is someone outside, so he won't dare to be arrogant in the future. Secondly...someone is blocking the front, and the wind can only urge that fool..."

"Hmph... I just want my grandson to be the best!"

"What's so good about having a second dick?"

...

"What the hell..."

Wang Zi felt very aggrieved at this time, so aggrieved that he died.

At this time, he seemed to feel Zhang Daoyi's frustration: "The Taoist priest, there are fools to save, who the hell is going to save me?"

"What the hell, you idiot, you don't play by the rules, you don't follow the routine..."

When warriors compete, shouldn't they test each other before the actual battle?

This is how it is written in novels, and this is how it is played on TV.

This fool doesn’t read novels? Doesn’t he watch TV?

Yang Qi is superior in strength and may not be able to defeat Wang Zi. He just made a wrong move and ended up in this situation: "If I have any remaining strength in future competitions, I will be a fool...especially against fools." when!"

"boom..."

When his vision went dark, Wang Zi protected the bell with one hand and his head with the other, curling up to protect his internal organs.

What the hell, are you still coming?

Zhang Dao jumped so fast that he even forgot to stop him.

To describe a person, one would use the word "silly, stupid, stupid". Now Zhang Daoyi finally understands that Yang Qi is really stupid!

Don’t hold anything back and do your best!

"do not..."

Zhang Dao's face changed, and he stood at the edge of the ring.

Wang Zi was kicked around by Yang Qi. In the center of the ring, Yang Qi's eyes were full of violence. He seemed to have lost his mind and raised his foot to step on Wang Zi's head!

If you step on it, even if you can't kill it, you will be unconscious for a while.

What the hell, I'm still stunned, this is completely crazy!

People around were also dumbfounded. When things developed to this scene, many internet celebrities shut down their live broadcasts for fear of spreading the bloody battle.

The photographer also closed the lens.

Everyone's heart was heavy at this time: "Is this the fate of a warrior?"

Might die!

Challenge the little prince, at this moment... the end of life?

Zhang Dao's face turned pale and bloodless. He shouted, but at this time, Yang Qi had violent emotions because of beating people one after another, which had already affected his brain, which was not very bright to begin with.

He quickly jumped up and Zhang Daoyi rushed towards Yang Qi: "Yang Qi! Stop!"

However, Yang Qi ignored it, as if he didn't hear the stop at all.

Wang Zi's eyes were still darkening at this time, and he didn't even realize that he had reached a critical moment of life and death. He was still cursing in his heart: "When I heal my wounds, I will beat you to the ground!"

Zhang Daoyi's heart sank, and all his strength gathered with his palms to slap Yang Qi.

"boom..."

Zhang Daoyi's palm hadn't hit Yang Qi yet, so Yang Qi slapped him with his backhand.

Zhang Daoyi flew out and fell directly into the ring.

He fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

Before he fell into coma, Zhang Daoyi was full of grief and anger: "I'm so miserable...I was knocked off the ring like this?"

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly: "Yang Qi has murderous thoughts in his heart... This little guy has been wronged a lot in the past. Today, he beat someone to vent his anger, and his murderous thoughts were aroused because of the joy in his heart...

.”

"This kick will be a big deal if it goes down..."

Zhang Qingyun stretched out his finger, and a ray of light fell on the screen. The screen swayed slightly, and Zhang Qingyun said softly: "Stop..."

As they watched, on the ring, seeing Yang Qi's kick landing on Wang Zi's head, some people closed their eyes, some were filled with despair, and some screamed in surprise.

The distance was too far, and there was a deep pit of more than thirty meters, which they couldn't get through.

I can only watch helplessly.

Challenge the little prince, and you will be doomed!

Will be stepped on and have his head blown off!

Just when everyone seemed to see Wang Zi being trampled to death, a sudden voice came: "Stop..."

This sound was floating in the air, and it was completely unclear where it came from, in the air or underground. This sound was peaceful for a long time. Yang Qi, whose eyes were full of violence, suddenly stopped on his feet. He was just a few meters away from Wang Zi's head.

There is still less than one centimeter.

Yang Qi was stunned, and the violence in his eyes slowly dissipated.

...

The live broadcast was suddenly interrupted, and the people in front of the screen did not recover for a long time.

Not much happened today, just two challenge matches, but it overturned many people's understanding of Guwu: "It's really possible to fly over the roof and walk over the wall!"

"There really is an ancient martial arts!"

Go to Longhu Mountain!

Go to Wu-Tang!

Go to Songshan!

Learn martial arts!

Many people have this kind of thought in their hearts.

Songshan, Buddhist temple.

Many eminent monks from Buddhist temples, including the host, were speechless for a long time.

Regardless of victory or defeat in the Tianshi Mansion, there are two beings in the Tianshi Mansion who have practiced ancient martial arts and possess considerable strength.

And they are lagging behind, and no one can fight!

The host took a deep breath and asked an old monk next to him: "How many cleaners are there at the Sutra Pavilion? Come here, I want to meet them."

Many monks understood that a sweeping monk appeared in Songshan Mountain before, and now a sweeping monk appeared in Tianshi Mansion. The host had an idea in his mind.

Not long after, an old monk in Tsing Yi, about eighty years old, with all his teeth missing, was brought over.

"Master-uncle!"

When he saw the old monk, the host put his hands together and bowed.

The other monks also saluted one after another.

"I've met the abbot..."

Although the old monk had lost all his teeth, he was not deaf or blinded, so he returned the favor and said, "The abbot asked me to come. What's the matter?"

The host smiled and said: "Master, uncle, are you still used to the food and accommodation in the Sutra Pavilion?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment. As a sweeping monk, the abbot looked up to him and called him uncle. Normally, a group of monks with no seniority would not be treated with such courtesy.

"I'm still used to it..."

The old monk couldn't figure out the purpose of hosting. He was silent for a moment and said, "It's been decades. I'm used to it even if I'm not used to it."

The host was silent. After the old monk left, the host said: "The sweeping monks in the temple will be treated favorably, and they will be treated the same as the direct disciples of the old monk..."

Everyone was awe-inspiring, but also a little excited.

Master, this is coming from a sweeper!
To be continued...