Chapter 557] Chicheng Martial Arts

Next, Zhang Long has no time to watch other people's games because his game is about to begin.

Everyone moved to the second group arena together, found a seat and sat down. Gu Yue quietly looked at the two people competing on the arena without saying anything.

The current fighting on the field is simply not as good as his eyes. His fighting experience is too poor. If he encounters a real good fighter, he will be defeated within three seconds.

Finally, the two of them ended up in embarrassment. Zhang Long walked onto the field, and opposite him was a young man wearing red leather armor. He even had a red ribbon tied on his forehead.

"Hey, senior brother, I'm afraid he will win easily." Cao Ji smiled immediately when he saw the young man.

Gu Yue smiled slightly and made no comment.

With the referee's voice, the battle officially started.

"I will never lose!!" The young man suddenly shouted, and his voice spread throughout the entire venue. A red aura gradually appeared on his body, and all his hair that was originally hanging down fluttered, looking extraordinary.

Gu Yue smiled lightly and said, "It seems that Zhang Long is in trouble."

"Master, senior brother can't defeat him?" Cao Ji was surprised when he heard this.

Gu Yue shook her head and said: "There is a kind of person who is a born protagonist. Once they decide on something, they will do it wholeheartedly, even if it costs their lives. After practicing, such people usually follow the Chicheng Martial Arts and have tenacious vitality.

Incomparable, and the explosive power is also extremely strong, just like the male protagonist in the novel, he can risk his life and survive, but if he cannot withstand the explosion, then he will be defeated!"

"Then what should you do if you meet such a person?" Cao Ji asked quickly.

Gu Yue smiled and said: "It's very simple. As long as your belief is more sincere than his, then it's not difficult to win. You have to remember that you were also weak at the beginning, so you can also follow the route of sincere martial arts. This time

Look at the game well!"

"Well, I understand, master!" Cao Ji nodded, and then looked at the two people on the playing field intently.

Zhang Long didn't know anything about Chicheng Martial Arts at this time. After all, this secret was only in the hands of the truly strong.

Hearing the young man's sincere declaration, he smiled slightly. If he could win by shouting, then why should he practice?

He actually has his own beliefs. After experiencing Gu Yue's inhumane torture, he believes that he will never lose here again!

"Cang Long Ba!" The young man roared angrily, and immediately punched Zhang Long, and an air dragon roared towards him.

Zhang Long immediately avoided the boy's attack, and then punched the boy's arm. The crushing force directly blew the boy away, eventually creating a three-meter hole in the ground.

"Is it over?" The audience in the auditorium began to wait and see. Many people bought Zhang Long to win, but the boy in red also won many fans from the audience for his previous victories. They all firmly believed that the boy was a strong man who could create miracles.

who.

Every time when everyone is not optimistic about him, he will burst out with incredible strength, and finally turn the tables and turn defeat into victory!

"Mufeng, hurry up, you can do it!"

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"The wooden peak rises!!!"

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"Mu Feng Mu Feng will definitely succeed!"

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Cheers continued to erupt in the audience, and the atmosphere became more and more intense.

"I will never lose here, I will definitely be the first place!!" Mu Feng shouted loudly at this time, his eyes suddenly opened, and he jumped out of the three-meter pit in an instant, and his momentum continued to rise.

Zhang Long shook his head slightly, and the next moment he kicked Mu Feng in the neck. Mu Feng immediately flew out and hit the wall protecting the audience.

"..." Everyone in the audience fell silent for a moment, Zhang Long's attack was too fast.

The dust gradually dispersed, and Mu Feng's entire body was seen embedded in the wall, with many spider-marked cracks appearing on the wall.

"Lost?" Many people asked.

At this time, a cute girl grabbed the fence tightly and said loudly: "Mu Feng, wake up quickly. If you lose, I will never forgive you!"

"I forgot to mention that people who practice Chicheng Martial Arts are usually very good at provoking girls." Gu Yue added at this time.

Cao Ji's eyes suddenly shone...

At this time on the field, Mu Feng heard the cute girl's voice, and suddenly opened his eyes, and then burst out with an amazing roar. He exerted force on his feet and came out of the wall. He stared at Zhang Long and said: "I

We haven’t lost yet!”

"It's a pity that we will lose!" Zhang Long smiled lightly and immediately kicked Mu Feng.

Mu Feng stood firm with his legs and immediately protected his chest with both hands to block Zhang Long's attack. Suddenly, he changed his tactics, grabbed Zhang Long's legs, roared and started to turn, and then let go of Zhang Long.

Under the inertia, Zhang Long immediately flew out, but Zhang Long had already been tortured to death by Gu Yue. This counterattack was not a problem. He adjusted his body instinctively, and one foot suddenly fell to the ground. Under the huge friction

, his shoes were scrapped, but his body turned around and landed easily!

Zhang Long looked at the shoes under his feet with a little pity, and finally had no choice but to take off his shoes.

"You have to be careful next time!" Zhang Long reminded.

Mu Feng was full of fighting spirit and said: "Come on, but I won't be the loser!"

"Haha, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny!" Zhang Long chuckled, and suddenly his toes exerted force, and his whole body moved strangely.

Mu Feng frowned, looked at Zhang Long whose position kept changing, and suddenly shouted: "Nine strikes of Canglong!"

He kicked out, and nine dragon-shaped inner energy suddenly shot towards Zhang Long.

"An attack that fails to hit is useless, no matter how strong it is!" Zhang Long said calmly and avoided Mu Feng's attack in the blink of an eye.

Mu Feng smiled proudly and said: "The Nine Strikes of Canglong are not as simple as you think!"

At this time, the nine dragon-shaped inner energy suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhang Long with lightning speed.

Zhang Long was slightly surprised, and then Qi appeared on his legs. He swept his legs, and the nine dragon-shaped internal Qi were instantly dispersed by him.

The difference in strength is too far!

Zhang Long looked at Mu Feng calmly and said: "You are too weak, you can't defeat me!"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, I haven't lost yet!" Mu Feng immediately said with high morale.

The biggest characteristic of Chicheng Martial Arts is that it is sincere, unyielding, and will never give in. As long as such a personality is not defeated when it is weak, it will definitely give the enemy a headache when it grows up.

Zhang Long was very unhappy at this time. This guy had no strength, but he kept spouting big words, which made people feel angry.

His strength has been accumulated bit by bit. Even if he takes Gu Yue as his disciple, he has worked hard enough and even paid more. If he loses to such a yellow-tongued kid, he himself will be the first to find it difficult to accept it!

"Really, then you should experience the feeling of despair!" Zhang Long said coldly, as anger gradually appeared on his body.

In an instant, he appeared next to Mu Feng, grabbing Mu Feng's neck with his left hand and making a fist with his right hand!

Condensing Dragon Cannon!

Suddenly a mad dragon roared, as his fist injected into Mu Feng's abdomen!

Mu Feng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Dragon cut his hand!" Zhang Long did not let go of Mu Feng, and then his hand turned into a knife and stabbed Mu Feng several times. Mu Feng's eyes were slightly blurred, and blood spurted out like a free money.

The audience in the auditorium couldn't bear it, and the cute girl burst into tears and even shouted "No". Unfortunately, she was not the referee and could not end the game.

In fact, Zhang Long had already let go. If he used the real lethality of Long's cutting hand, he could cut off Mu Feng's head in an instant and beat him into a pulp.

Putting Mu Feng down, Zhang Long looked at the referee.

The referee immediately started counting down: "10,9,8,7,6,5,4..."

At this time, Mu Feng slowly got up. He looked at Zhang Long stubbornly, and then tried hard to stand firm, but his body was still swaying.

"I said, I won't lose!" Mu Feng said firmly, the red aura on his body getting thicker.

At this time, the audience in the auditorium began to shout again, cheering for Mu Feng, and gradually a momentum broke out on Mu Feng.

"You can't win!" Zhang Long said coldly, his expression turned cold, he was angry.

Mu Feng roared: "Never admit defeat!!"

Suddenly, he exerted force on his feet and rushed toward Zhang Long. His hands were gradually covered with red energy and turned into two dragon heads.

"Here comes the Double Dragon Tyrant!"

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"It finally broke out, and the dragon will be defeated!"

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"Come on, come on!!"

In the previous games, Mu Feng used his final Double Dragon Explosion to turn the tables and turn defeat into victory. Many familiar spectators began to get excited!

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!" Zhang Long looked coldly at Mu Feng, who was approaching quickly, and his aura began to rise.

He has practiced Nine Dragons Technique to the realm of two dragons!

At this time, two Qi dragons also appeared behind him, and their images were much more powerful than Mu Feng's.

Recalling the training he received in order to participate in the Qianlong Martial Arts Club, he clenched his fists tightly. If the strength could appear with just a shout, how could it be embarrassing after countless years of training!
To be continued...