Chapter 81 What Do You Mean? !

Faster?

Under siege by twenty-four people, the mysterious man actually asked them to hurry up?

One against twenty-four, but you still think that the attack of twenty-four people is too slow?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

No one thought that Fang Qiu could be so powerful.

But the key is.

His strength is the same as those of these twenty-four people, at the peak of warrior level!

Among people of the same level, one fight against twenty-four is not enough?

This scene.

The spectators around the ring were extremely shocked!

In the arena.

Everyone was stunned when they heard Fang Qiu's shout.

Immediately, one by one took action wildly.

In an instant, the offensive surged!

in the crowd.

Fang Qiu came back from that strange feeling, only to find that the attack speed of these people was still slow.

He understands.

Even if they continue to be forced, these people cannot get up.

If he couldn't speed up his attack, he wouldn't be able to put a lot of pressure on Fang Qiu. Naturally, Fang Qiu wouldn't be able to continue to force himself to break through.

"Have you reached your limit?"

Fang Qiu secretly exhaled.

Then his body moved.

The speed is so fast.

On the ring, the twenty-four people surrounding him didn't even realize that Fang Qiu was missing.

strangeness!

Very strange!

Fang Qiu's movements and speed were clearly at the peak of the warrior level, and the power he could use was only at the peak of the warrior level, but they just couldn't keep up and couldn't defeat him.

It seemed that Fang Qiu, the peak warrior-level power, had completely surpassed them by twice or even three times.

That feeling.

Just like two spheres of the same volume, they are made of cotton, and Fangqiu is made of solid iron!

The appearance is the same, but the weight is completely different!

"Let's finish it."

Seeing the attack speed that these people couldn't raise in any case, Fang Qiu let out a breath and then moved his back.

"Pa bang bang..."

Shocking sounds came one after another.

I saw.

In the fierce fighting arena.

There were actually figures one after another, which were blown away from the center of the ring in all directions.

The number of people attacking Fang Qiu suddenly decreased sharply.

Offstage.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at what was happening in front of them in disbelief.

Fang Qiu in the arena.

It looks like a ghost.

The figure is dexterous, like a transparent spirit that cannot be attacked, but it possesses extremely powerful power that is irresistible!

Continuous sounds of falling to the ground were heard.

In less than a minute.

All the twenty-four people who besieged Fang Qiu fell to the ground. Including the one who was defeated by Fang Qiu at the beginning, all twenty-five people were wiped out!

"boom!"

It was followed by a crashing sound to the ground.

There was only one person left standing on the ring.

Fang Qiu!

The whole place was silent.

Everyone's face was full of shock.

Did the mysterious man win?

He actually won!

No one expected that the mysterious man's victory would come so quickly. The battle was over before everyone could react.

In the arena.

All twenty-five people were dumbfounded.

They could clearly feel that Fang Qiu's strength was equal to theirs, but during the battle, they found that they could not avoid the mysterious man's attack no matter what, and they could not break through the mysterious man's defense no matter what. The mysterious man's weakness cannot be found.

In this case, they could only watch helplessly as the mysterious man knocked them to the ground one by one, but there was nothing they could do against the mysterious man.

They lost.

The defeat was so inexplicable that I didn't even know where I lost.

And under the countless shocked eyes.

Standing in the center of the ring, Fang Qiu, who looked slightly tired, suddenly sat down cross-legged.

The battle just now lasted only a few minutes.

But within those few minutes,

Fang Qiu has been constantly pushing and squeezing his own limits, and successfully broke through his original limits.

Because of this, Fang Qiu was inevitably a little tired.

Fighting against the enemy is not tiring, but fighting against oneself is tiring!

Sit down cross-legged.

Fang Qiu rested while comprehending and consolidating the battle just now.

A little bit.

When twenty-five people stood up and prepared to step down.

Fang Qiu, who had been closing his eyes to comprehend, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

"Ten more!"

Drink together.

The whole place was in an uproar!

Ten more?

How can this be?

Is the mysterious man serious?

Fighting against ten masters of the same level was already the limit. It was a miracle that the mysterious man defeated twenty-five masters of the same level while exceeding the limit.

now.

There are ten more to come?

A pair of thirty-five?

Isn’t this too disrespectful of human beings?

Just when the whole place was in an uproar and everyone was talking about it, something happened suddenly.

"snort!"

A cold snort suddenly came from the crowd.

Hear the sound and go.

I saw.

An old man standing next to Yi Lao, wearing a blue kung fu suit, stepped out with a solemn expression, stared at Fang Qiu and said: "It's useless to add more warriors, don't add more."

"Let me compete with you!"

While talking.

The old man moved his steps and rushed onto the ring.

"Who is this person?"

"It looks like it's quite powerful."

"To be able to stand with Yi Lao, he must be no ordinary person."

"How come I haven't seen it before?"

Instantly, discussions arose.

In the arena.

Fang Qiu looked at the old man and his expression changed.

"Third-grade Wuying?"

He could see the old man's strength at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart.

Jiangjing City.

I haven't heard of any masters with second-grade martial arts or above.

If there were such masters, it would be impossible for Yi Lao, who was a first-grade martial artist, to have such a high reputation in the martial arts world.

Since this man is a third-grade Wuying, it proves that he is not from Jiang Jing!

At this time.

"Everyone."

Yi Lao's voice suddenly sounded.

While attracting everyone's attention, he stepped onto the ring.

"Unknown senior."

Holding a fist towards Fang Qiu, Yi Lao opened his mouth and said: "This is a good friend of mine. He came here two months ago just to compete with senior. Unfortunately, he didn't wait until senior, but he didn't expect Now I am about to go back, but I meet my senior again, who just came from the city."

Hear the words.

Everyone understood immediately.

Many people remember that the last time the mysterious man left, Yi Lao said in public that he would invite a friend to come and compete with the mysterious man.

Unexpectedly, this was actually invited.

In the arena.

"Third-grade Wuying, you are not an ordinary person. Can you tell me your name?"

Fang Qiu looked at the old man.

"Ghost-footed Praying Mantis, Zhou Jin!"

The old man waved his sleeves and said.

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone in the audience was in commotion.

Ghost-footed mantis?

This is a well-known figure across the country, a true master in the martial arts circle.

"It's actually Zhou Jin!"

"I heard that this Zhou Jin is very powerful and straightforward. He has hurt countless people, but he has never hurt anyone else's life."

"I have also heard that he is famous all over the world for his pair of ghost feet and his mantis fist. His martial arts moves are extremely fierce. If you don't take action, you will definitely hurt someone. That's why he has the reputation of ghost foot mantis. "

"Actually, it's no wonder he's doing this. I've seen it on the martial arts forum. It's said that he's like this because his martial arts practice is a very pure attack method and he's a strong man."

"I heard that he is extremely skilled in the Mantis Fist, and his strength has reached the level of a third-grade martial artist. I really don't know who is more powerful between him and the unknown senior."

…

In the arena.

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhou."

Fang Qiu clasped his fists at Zhou Jin and said, "Since Mr. Zhou is interested in sparring, I have no choice but to accept the challenge."

"snort."

Mr. Zhou snorted disdainfully and said, "Show your strength!"

"No need."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said: "I don't mean to look down on Mr. Zhou, but I have realized today that it is not suitable for me to attack with all my strength, so I will fight Mr. Zhou in my current state."

What?

As soon as Fang Qiu said these words.

Not to mention everyone in the audience, even Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhou on the stage were stunned!

Is the mysterious man sick?

Isn't his current state at the peak of the warrior level?

But Zhou Jin is a real third-grade martial artist.

This kind of competition, which goes beyond three levels, is simply child's play!

There is no need to compare at all to know the result.

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Zhou was angry.

He could feel that the real strength of the mysterious man was more than that, not to mention that even Yi Lao was defeated by the mysterious man. Yi Lao was a first-class martial artist, which also proved that the mysterious man was at least a second-class martial hero, or even Third grade.

With nearly equal or even greater strength.

The mysterious man actually used warrior-level strength to compete with a third-grade martial hero. This was no longer looking down on someone, he was even pressing Mr. Zhou to the ground and rubbing him.

How could Mr. Zhou not be angry?

"I didn't mean anything else. "

Fang Qiu quickly spoke up, once again made his reputation known, and then said, "I hope Mr. Zhou can do his best."

"You asked for it!"

Mr. Zhou was really angry.

Not only did he only use the power of the peak warrior level, he was even asked to use his full strength.

This sounds like it.

How come you have the guts to step on someone and rub them once, and now you want to crumple them into a ball and continue rubbing them?

"This... unknown senior?"

Yi Lao was also embarrassed.

"Isn't this a sparring conference?"

Fang Qiu looked at Yi Lao and asked, "Isn't this an arena?"

"Okay, okay~!"

Mr. Zhou was furious and said in a deep voice: "Let's take action!"

Yi Lao wanted to persuade.

As a result, Mr. Zhou gave an angry glare and immediately gave up the idea of ​​persuading him.

Again.

He was also curious about how powerful this mysterious man Wuming was. Although the mysterious man was unwilling to show his true strength, he dared to use his peak warrior-level strength to fight against the third-grade Wuying. Let alone seeing him, he didn't even listen. Pass.

Is this because the mysterious man is confident enough, or does he have other motives, or is he simply arrogant?

Does he really only use his peak warrior-level strength?

Will he lose?

thinking.

Yi Lao moved and exited the ring.

Off stage.

Everyone was talking in an uproar, while also staring at the two people on the stage.

This kind of discussion.

Never before.

Is it strength and confidence, or arrogance?

The end of this battle.

Is it really as simple as what you see in front of you?

Will the mysterious man named Wuming who dares to challenge really lose?

final result.

Will he be a world-famous martial arts master, or a mysterious and arrogant unknown master?