Chapter 158 A White Dress, Stained with Blood
Second round
Turning and turning, punching and kicking.
A few minutes later:
The county students failed.
Third round
Sixth round
All the county students failed.
Chu Qing looked at it and shook his head.
The difference in strength between county students and prefectural students is not that big.
But, in terms of moves and experience, they are not good enough.
That's why they lost.
At this time:
Ren Qingying came on the field.
Her opponent was also a woman.
This woman looked similar to Ren Qingying.
Neither of them clasped their fists and saluted, but started fighting directly.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
As soon as the two of them fought, Chu Qing's eyes lit up.
Because:
They didn't counter the moves, but used powerful punches and kicks to force a collision.
Unfortunately:
In just half a minute, Ren Qingying was kicked away by the woman.
Ren Qingying fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Then, without looking back, turned around and left.
At this time:
The only ones who had not yet entered the field were Chu Qing and the bald Zheng Xilong.
Zheng Xilong stood up, shook his head, and his muscles and bones cracked.
He jumped onto the ring, raised his hands and said: "I was very disappointed watching the fight just now."
"If my opponent was those guys just now, there would be no need to come up."
"You can't even block my punch."
Arrogant!
The students in the prefecture city sneered.
A young man came on the stage and said with a smile: "Bald, you are very arrogant!"
"But, I like your arrogance!"
"Come on, three punches, I will beat you to your knees with three punches!"
Zheng Xilong laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "You scum, have you practiced all the golden tendons?"
"If you don't even have all the golden tendons, don't come here to embarrass yourself."
"I'm so powerful, you know nothing!"
The young man laughed: "You have two dark circles under your eyes, and you can tell at a glance that you have just been beaten."
"You are so powerful?"
"My fists are very hard, wait a minute, you hold on."
Zheng Xilong grinned, suddenly jumped up, and rushed towards the young man.
He swung his fist, twisting the air and turning it into a roaring dragon head.
There was even a strange roar.
The young man was disdainful, crossed his hands, and said coldly: "Your dragon fist is nothing under my dragon-subduing fist."
Swinging his fist.
His fist twisted the air and turned into an unknown beast head.
Boom!
The two collided.
The next second, the young man's face changed drastically.
His beast head exploded, his fist twisted, and his flesh and blood split.
Zheng Xilong changed his fist into a claw, grabbed the young man's chest and raised it high.
Roar!
With a loud roar.
He grabbed the young man and smashed him to the ground.
Boom!
He smashed a big hole in the ring.
The young man fell into it and there was no movement.
There was a martial arts master who immediately rushed into the big hole. After a while, he carried the bleeding young man away.
At this moment:
Thousands of people were silent.
No one expected that the county warrior would win.
And it was just one move.
This was beyond their imagination.
"This is impossible!"
Many people cried out in shock.
The students in the prefecture city were even more shocked.
"The Dragon-Subduing Fist is specifically designed to counter the Dragon Fist!"
"Why is the result the opposite?"
"Yes, the Dragon Fist can't even exert one-third of its power in front of the Dragon-Subduing Fist!"
Many students were at a loss.
Some martial arts masters looked very unhappy.
But, some students and martial arts masters looked as if it was a matter of course.
On the small stand, Chu Qing smiled.
"A bunch of fools!"
"There is actually no such thing as mutual restraint in martial arts."
"As long as you are strong enough, the so-called mutual restraint is garbage!"
He stood up and stretched his muscles.
Because it was his turn to go on stage.
And at this time:
On the ring, Zheng Xilong suddenly pointed at Chu Qing and said:
"Chu Qing, I hope you don't fail, let alone get hurt."
"Let's go outside the city later, and I'll beat you to death myself!"
After that, he made a throat-cutting gesture to Chu Qing.
In an instant, thousands of people looked at Chu Qing in unison.
They mourned for Chu Qing in their hearts.
The students from the prefecture city were all severely injured by Zheng Xilong's punch, vomiting blood; the students from the county city would probably be beaten to death!
"If I were him, I would definitely take advantage of the fact that the bald man is not free now and run away directly."
"Brother, run quickly, we will make way for you."
"Run? If he doesn't run, he still has a chance to survive. If he runs, he will definitely die!"
"If he wants to survive, he may never be able to leave the prefecture city in this life."
"Brother, you should leave the city slowly later, we will go outside the city to watch the excitement."
The crowd was noisy.
Chu Qing completely ignored it and continued to stretch his muscles.
At this time:
Zheng Xilong came down, but he didn't go back to the small stand.
Because he won.
He had to wait aside to receive the winning resources.
At this time, Chu Qing planned to go on the stage.
Result:
Before he could go on stage, the students from the prefecture city took the initiative to go on stage.
This student was handsome and unrestrained, wearing a white brocade robe, with extraordinary temperament.
He stood there, looking around like a big shot looking down at an ant.
The noisy crowd was quiet because of him.
Ximen Feng smiled.
He liked this feeling of being high above, where a glance could suppress everything.
He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Who is Chu Qing?"
"Come up quickly, I'll cripple you, and then go to the state capital to challenge the genius there."
Chu Qing was stunned.
Everyone was in an uproar.
because:
Now there is only one challenger left.
This person is Chu Qing.
and:
Zheng Xilong, who was bald just now, also gave Chu Qing some advice.
Everyone knows who Chu Qing is.
However, Ximen Feng pretended not to know him, with a look of arrogance and disdain.
Under the gaze of everyone, Chu Qing smiled and did not take Ximen Feng seriously.
He gets in the ring.
Ximen Feng said disdainfully: "Who are you?"
Chu Qing didn't say anything and looked at Master Wu aside.
Wu Fuzi frowned.
But, not to Ximen Feng, but to Chu Qing.
Because the student Zheng Xilong severely injured just now happened to be taught by him.
Therefore, he felt unhappy and even hated Chu Qing and said:
"Chu Qing, a student from Ximen Peak asked you something, why didn't you answer?"
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, smiled, and instead of arguing, he cupped his fists and said, "Chu Qing!"
"Coward!"
"This is not cowardice, people are polite!"
"You come from the countryside, it really doesn't work."
"If you have no confidence, no backing, and no ability, you will naturally have to bow your head; otherwise, you will really be beaten and crippled."
"Last time, Ximen Peak crippled an unlucky guy!"
Ximen Feng laughed.
He pointed at Chu Qing and said, "Countryman, I originally wanted to cripple you."
"But, I saw that bald man just now said he wanted to kill you after leaving the city."
"So, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to me, I won't beat or cripple you."
"how?"
Chu Qing didn't even look at him, but looked at Wu Fuzi aside.
This time, he stopped smiling.
The expression is serious.
Wu Fuzi coughed and said: "Okay, everyone is on your place, let's start!"
Wu Fuzi waved.
The next second, Chu Qing bent down and stepped on the floor with both feet:
boom!
The floorboards exploded, sawdust flying.
In the splashing wood chips, Chu Qing roared away like a wild bull.
The surrounding air twists.
There is an air current in the shape of a bison entangling, roaring, and galloping.
Ximenfeng's eyes contracted.
So fast.
He didn't have time to react.
He just instinctively crossed his hands to protect his chest.
The next moment:
boom!
Chu Qing bumped into him.
Click!
Both arms were broken, blood and flesh splattered, and the arm bones were twisted.
Two severed arms flew into the air with blood mist.
Ximen Feng screamed and flew backwards, about to fall into the ring.
result:
Chu Qing grabbed his leg with one hand, pulled him back forcefully, and then threw it into the sky:
"The Kung Fu of Fucheng Martial Arts School disappoints me so much."
The next second, he rose into the air.
In the air, he grabbed Ximen Feng's shoulders with both hands, and then pressed down hard.
boom!
Ximen Feng was like a green onion, standing straight on the ring, with half of his body exposed, and half of his body submerged under the wooden board.
Snap!
Chu Qing fell.
He casually pulled Ximen Peak, and then pressed again:
"How dare you make me kneel down?"
boom!
"How can you seriously hurt me with your fancy tricks?"
boom!
"Why don't you kneel down?"
boom!
boom!
boom!
Chu Qing pressed Ximen Feng repeatedly.
finally:
Click!
Click!
Two explosions.
Chu Qing kicked Ximen Feng's knees into pieces and made him kneel straight on the ring.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Chu Qing slapped Ximen Feng on the face and said with a smile:
"Next time you want to beg me to kneel down, kneel down first and beg me."
"Understand?"
Ximen Peak, said nothing.
He was kneeling straight, his eyes empty; he was dressed in white clothes, stained scarlet with blood.