Chapter 455: Sending Death

At the VIP table, many municipal party committee leaders and local celebrities were also talking at this moment.

"This boy from the Wang family is really good. This tantric big mudra has a bit of the style of Grandmaster Wang."

"Yes, Tantric Mahamudra is not easy to practice. It is very rare for a boy from the Wang family to be able to practice to such an extent at this age."

"The boys from the Cao family are not simple either."

"Oh, these two are both seeded players in our city. I didn't expect to meet here. It would be a pity no matter who is eliminated."

"It's a pity that there is nothing we can do. The martial arts competition is fair and just. If you are unlucky, you can only admit that you are unlucky."

"Look, leader, it seems like the two of them are about to decide the winner."

On the stage, Wang Chao caught Cao Wujin's flaw, yelled the Heaven-shaking Seal, raised his palms, and pressed down on his head like a mountain.

Cao Wujin hurriedly responded to the challenge and retaliated with a cannon punch, but was beaten so hard that his palm was broken. He groaned in pain and retreated continuously.

After destroying Cao Wujin's palm with one blow, Wang Chao did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, which showed his good demeanor.

Cao Wujin held the palm of his right hand with his left hand and stared at Wang Chao closely. His face was ugly, he struggled for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I lost!"

His palms were already broken, and if he continued to hit him, he would only be humiliating himself.

Seeing Cao Wujin take the initiative to admit defeat, the host was stunned for a moment, and then immediately announced loudly: "In the first knockout round, player No. 2 Wang Chao wins!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

"I didn't expect that it was Cao Wujin who lost."

"I remember that at last year's martial arts competition, Cao Wujin broke into the top 32 in the country!"

"This Wang Chao is really secretive."

"It's really fun. These two guys are masters. It's a worthwhile trip!"

"That's right, that battle just now made the ticket price worth it."

"Then we'll see how the other seeded player performs. I'm really looking forward to it."

The audience was talking a lot, making the entire stadium very lively. Everyone only focused on the three seeded contestants, and did not pay much attention to the other contestants.

"I really didn't expect that it was Cao Wujin who lost."

Xiao Ling'er sighed, and finally whispered to Tianyu: "Tianyu, your opponent is No. 16. His name is Ren Fei, and he practices the Eight-Step Mountain Climbing Fist. Look at the bald head on the left. He is your opponent. The Eight-Step Mountain Climbing Fist. His power is amazing, you must be careful with his fists."

After hearing this, Tianyu nodded perfunctorily. To be honest, he felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Ling'er's brain.

Mr. Xiao had already told her about his strength, and Tianyu had demonstrated it once in person.

In this way, Xiao Ling'er compared the players in front of him with him, constantly reminding him to be careful, which made people feel terrible.

To put it bluntly, there is a huge gap between Tianyu and these people in front of him. Even if Tianyu stands still, these people cannot hurt him in the slightest.

On the ring, the host reappeared and announced the entry of contestant No. 3 and contestant No. 4.

The strength of these two people was average, and the winner was decided in less than two minutes.

Then the two players No. 5 and 6 came on stage, followed by No. 7 and No. 8.

After the local No. 13 and No. 14 decided the winner, Xiao Ling'er suddenly became nervous and said: "Tianyu, it's your turn, come on!"

"Now I invite contestant No. 15 Tianyu to fight against contestant No. 16 Ren Fei!"

After the host finished speaking, the whole stadium burst into warm applause. Although the subsequent games were not as exciting as the two seeded players in the first game, games of this level are rarely seen. It looked better than No good.

Backstage door.

"Tianyu, come on!!"

Hearing the host's voice, Xiao Linger nervously cheered Tianyu up.

Tianyu smiled slightly, made an OK gesture towards Xiao Ling'er, then left the backstage and strode towards the ring.

At the same time, Tianyu's opponent also walked onto the ring from the exit on the other side.

From the moment the two men took the stage, various cameras were already focused on them for live broadcast.

In a small three-bedroom house, Zhao Fang was lying on the sofa in the living room, watching the live broadcast of the city's competition on her mobile phone.

She was originally watching the live broadcast of a game in another city where her idol was. She just watched her idol's game and then switched to this city.

At this time, she saw Tianyu on stage and was shocked. She knew this childhood sweetheart very well. When did Tianyu actually sign up to participate in the martial arts competition? Wasn't he hurting his heart because he was too anxious about practicing?

"Dad! Dad! Come on!" Zhao Fang shouted loudly.

Zhao's father, who was preparing fishing gear and going fishing, heard this and walked over quickly: "What's going on? Are you yelling?"

"Watch TV!"

Zhao Fang turned on the TV directly and switched to a local TV channel. Of course, the TV station would not miss such a grand event like the Warriors Conference, and it must broadcast the entire event.

When the TV screen appeared, Zhao's father immediately widened his eyes: "Is this Xiaoyu?"

"It's Tianyu!" Zhao Fang confirmed from the side.

Father Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly cursed: "This brat actually ran to participate in a martial arts conference. Is he willing to die? How can he have such ability?!"

"Fangfang, call him and stop him quickly!"

After hearing this, Zhao Fang rolled his eyes at his father and said, "Dad, he's already standing on the ring, how can we stop him?"

"Smelly boy, you must not get into trouble!"

Father Zhao was nervous, staring at the TV screen, praying in his heart.

Although Tianyu was not his son, he and Tianyu's father were old comrades-in-arms, and they were also neighbors. He had watched Tianyu grow up since he was a child, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was half a son.

After Tianyu's father died, he had been taking care of Tianyu. Now seeing Tianyu participating in such a dangerous martial arts conference, how could he not be worried?

Father Zhao knew the original Tianyu's strength very well. With the original Tianyu's strength, he was not qualified to participate in the martial arts conference at all, and he would die if he went there.