Chapter 1066: Martial Arts Competition for Marriage Part 2
The Yun family was still very quick in their actions. The ring was repaired the next day. Because they both died yesterday, they had to start all over again.
A tall and strong man strode onto the ring. Every step he took was very heavy, and the sound of thumping seemed to hit everyone's heart.
The big man said in a loud voice: "I am Liu Zhongyuan from the Vajra Sect. I wonder which hero will come up to teach me?"
A fat man walked onto the ring as light as a swallow. This guy said with a pig-like face: "I am Yang Mingji from the Tianpeng Sect. Let me show you my Tianpeng rake method."
As he said this, he shook his hands and a nine-toothed rake appeared in his hands. He didn't give the opponent a chance to prepare and fiercely built it over.
Liu Zhongyuan was not a pushover either. He actually waved his arm to block it. The rake hit his arm, making a sound of metal clashing. It seems that this guy's body protection skills are good.
He then roared and punched fiercely, hitting the handle of the opponent's nine-toothed rake, which was bent into a bow shape and hit the opponent's body.
Yang Mingji's fat body trembled, and the force disappeared into thin air. Then he threw the nine-toothed rake in his hand off the ring, waved his big fleshy palms, and hit him fiercely.
The two guys did not dodge or evade, just like a fight between farmers, just punching and kicking, without any rules at all.
Jiang Yueying pouted and said, "What are these two guys? They are just farmhands. They can be considered as Saint Realm strongmen."
Cong Yulong said solemnly, "They both practiced the art of the Saint Body, and each has his own strengths. One has a body as strong as a diamond, and the other has a body of fat that trembles. In fact, there is a strange law that makes all attacks invisible.
They are both top choices. Even if I want to deal with them, I have to spend some effort. But the fat guy will win, after all, he consumes very little."
Sure enough, as he expected, the two guys fought for another two incense sticks, and Liu Zhongyuan soon couldn't hold on. The fat guy seized the opportunity and pressed the opponent's head on his stomach, suffocating him to death.
Yang Mingji patted his belly and said, "Who else is not afraid of death? Come up to me."
A skinny guy in his 40s flew onto the ring. He said with a grin, "You fat guy are quite good. I am Qinfeng from the Feiqin Sect. Get out of here if you know what's good for you."
Yang Mingji patted his belly again, his fat body shaking. He said with a smile, "You guys are so arrogant here. Be careful or I will suffocate you to death."
Qinfeng was furious when he heard it. He circled and rushed over. He practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu. His claws were very sharp, and his Qinggong was also quite good.
However, Yang Mingji was definitely a flexible fat guy. His Qinggong was not inferior to the opponent at all. His fat body was definitely very slippery. The opponent's hand on his body was easily slipped away.
The two fought for about three cups of hot tea. Yang Mingji seized an opportunity and slapped the other man in the face. Then he twisted his hand and turned his face into a blood gourd. Then he pressed him to the ground and crushed him to death.
He threw the guy's body on the ground and said with a smile: "I am really tired. I don't know who else will come up to die."
A young man who looked like a stick staggered onto the ring. The guy said with contempt: "How can you, a fat pig, be worthy of the young lady? Let me show you Tong Yajun's yoga skills."
Yang Mingji hated it most when others called him a fat pig. He immediately rushed up and grabbed the other man's shoulder. Unexpectedly, Tong Yajun's shoulder moved strangely and he slipped out of his hand.
Then a hand bent strangely and punched him on the chin. Yang Mingji stepped back several steps. It was obvious that he was a little dizzy from the punch and shook his head.
Tong Yajun's body seemed to have no bones, and he could twist at will. The opponent's fist hit him, but he quickly dodged it.
Zhao Yiming looked down and said, "The first guy who won three consecutive games is about to appear. This fat guy is so lucky. He has encountered three opponents who are all holy body techniques. This is a bargain for him."
Tumen Miaoke said with a puzzled look on his face, "Why do you think the thin guy has the upper hand now? Why do you say that the fat guy will win?"
Xu Shaopeng said with a smile, "Didn't you notice that every time the fat guy punches the opponent, there will be some oil stains left? This is not because he sweats, it should be a method of his."
Their words came true after a while. Yang Mingji suddenly smiled, and when he threw the next punch, two sparks suddenly flew out of his hand.
The sparks fell on Tong Yajun's body and immediately ignited the oil stains. Moreover, this oil stain has penetrated into the opponent's skin and there is no way to extinguish it.
Although Tong Yajun kept struggling there, it was useless. He was reduced to ashes in a moment. It was really miserable.
Yang Mingji patted his chest and said with a smile: "Now I have won three games, can I be shortlisted?"
The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Yang, for becoming the first shortlisted candidate. Please sit over there and play the rematch in ten days."
This is also the newly announced rule of the Yun family. In view of yesterday's situation, they decided that all those who have won three games can become finalists, and the primary selection is limited to ten days.
Yang Mingji walked to the shortlisted shed and sat down with a smile, a proud smile on his face, and winked at Xiulu from time to time, as if he had embraced the beauty.
Song Ming didn't wait for anyone to speak, and flew onto the ring. He waved a pair of judge pens in his hands and said, "I wonder who can come up and give me advice?"
A young man jumped onto the stage, brandishing a sword in his hand. Song Ming's acupuncture skills were so powerful that he killed the young man in a moment.
He then defeated a middle-aged man, and finally a young man with fine features came up, but this young man did not look like a man.
I saw this young man saying loudly: "I am Lin Xingyue from the Five Poison Sect. Although I am a woman, I also like to be feminine. You didn't say that women can't come to the ring. I can still bring pleasure to the young lady." Pleasure.”
As soon as this woman spoke her words, the whole place immediately became chaotic. It was really lively now, and the show was about to begin.