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Chapter 124: Defending the Boss Military Road Iron Fist vs. the Power of Heaven and Earth(1/2)

Below the ring, Nan Wuyue threw a small porcelain bottle to Shen Senguang.

Nan Wuyue said: "There is no cure for Sansanzhaojin's injury. Normal internal energy can only temporarily suppress it to prevent it from getting worse. You must take this Epiphyllum Jade Dew Pill to cure it."

So awesome.

Shen Senguang blinked.

"Ahem..." Seeing Shen Senguang turning around to leave again, Nan Wuhen coughed a few times and reminded Shen Senguang: "What about that, Mr. Shen, please untie the acupuncture points on my left hand."

"Although it will untie itself after a few hours, it is very inconvenient for me..."

Don't go, you.

Shen Senguang had just mastered the Yiyang Finger and was not yet used to the characteristics of the Yiyang Finger. He walked over and unlocked the acupuncture points on Nan Wuhen's body.

After a few more matches, the audience quickly forgot the unpleasantness just now and became immersed in the grand event of fighting matches again.

As for the demon's partner, a woman from the Sakura Kingdom in red dressed as a female ninja, she had a fierce fighting style, amazing leg skills, and killed her opponent with quick moves, but she didn't dare to kill the enemy again because of the previous reasons.

Shen Senguang guessed that she was also from the Eight Snakes, but he didn't know how many people from the Eight Snakes came.

One demon is only so powerful. If there are seven more, it will be troublesome.

However, it seems that the female ninja in red is not as powerful as the demon. They are both members of the Eight Snakes, so the gap in strength seems to be quite large.

In the evening, the twilight melts gold, at dusk.

The competition team announced the list of those who have advanced to the top 16 on the electronic display, and tomorrow is the day when the top eight will be decided, which is the day of the top eight competition!

Although the top eight are not the championship, runner-up, or third place, they are already regarded as the default hidden rankings in many competitions, which means that you can use them to talk about it after you get them.

Only then did Shen Senguang realize that there was a reward for winning the top eight, and the reward was a high-level fighting skill: Flame Shading.

In other words, if you choose to clear the level normally, you can obtain a high-level combat skill: Flame Shave.

After announcing the promotion list, the lineup for tomorrow's game will be announced.

Soon, the lineup came out.

Dongfang Hongyue announced to the audience in a lolita tone: "The first match, Shen Senguang VS Jun Huangquan Zhu Gang!"

Suddenly, a sharp gaze shot towards Shen Senguang.

It was the look in Zhu Gang's face from the auditorium not far away. His eyes were like knives.

Shen Senguang also looked over and saw that this was a soldier who looked like the Gestapo. If he cleared the level normally, he should be the final BOSS.

Then Dongfang Hongyue continued to announce that there were eight games in total. When they read the fifth game, both Shen Senguang and Zhuo Buwei were stunned.

Dongfang Hongyue said: "The fifth game Zhuo Buwei VS Honda!"

Teacher Zhuo was sitting in the audience, smiling and saying: "Is it such a coincidence? Well, I also want to meet that person for a while."

Shen Senguang frowned. He looked at the demon who was looking at him provocatively. Could things really be such a coincidence?

Why does it feel like something is not quite right?

Thinking of tomorrow's game, Zhuo Buwei seemed eager to try. He pulled Shen Senguang and ran outside the stadium. "Have you ever eaten the fermented rice balls in Kowloon City? I'll take you to try them. They're pretty good."

"Okay, don't worry. Don't you still trust me, Teacher Zhuo?"

Shen Senguang hesitated for a moment, then said: "I have seen his unique skill of killing people with one sword. It is a move that pours all the murderous and evil energy into one sword. You'd better be careful after meeting him."

Zhuo Buwei looked at Shen Senguang in surprise. "I really underestimate you. You have actually seen that guy's trick."

"If you met me before you met me, you had just unlocked the Twelve Sutras at that time, so that you could survive from him. It's so powerful..."

Shen Senguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Let alone killing someone with a single slash, I have seen his murderous slash.

Even if I really died at his hands, I just entered the game and played it again.

In the evening, he and Teacher Zhuo went to a street stall to eat fermented rice balls, and ordered a barbecue from a street food stall.

Then, he and Teacher Zhuo returned to the dormitory in the evening. Teacher Zhuo went to bed early, and Shen Senguang took Epiphyllum Rain Dew Pills and used his internal energy to resolve the three claw marks that Nan Wuhen left on his chest in the morning.

Much later in the night, Shen Senguang sat cross-legged on the bed, his face full of bright red light, as if he were in a mirage.

If ordinary people saw him, they would think he was a god.

He exhaled a long breath and put away his pure Yang energy. However, the red light on his face disappeared and his complexion returned to normal.

At the same time, the three claws on Shen Senguang's chest were released by him.

"The Three-Three-Claw Technique is so powerful. Without a special antidote, the injuries caused by this move cannot be cured." Shen Senguang lamented the power of the Three-Three Claws Family. No wonder the ancestors of the three major families in Xiangjiang could do this four hundred years ago.

Seal the ten evils that could suppress the world back then!

"If Nan Wuhen hadn't given me the antidote, my injuries would have worsened tomorrow, and this game would have been ruined."

"Fortunately, my favorability among them is not low."

In the middle of the night, the moon outside the window suddenly turned red for a moment. Shen Senguang suddenly turned back and looked out the window, only to see that the full moon outside was just normal moonlight.

"Could it be that I lost too much energy, causing me to hallucinate?"

Shen Senguang frowned, "Forget it, let's go to bed quickly and regain our energy."

He has the fate of a sleeper, and it only takes half the time of an ordinary person to fully restore his energy.

Immediately, Shen Senguang sat cross-legged and fell asleep directly.

I have to say that falling asleep immediately is actually a very important skill.



The next day, Shen Senguang and Zhuo Buwei participated in the competition.

The stadium was still so lively, and some spectators even started betting money on the outcome outside the stadium. It might have been started by some smart people.

And Shen Sen Guangmin felt that he sensed something was wrong.

Because today... Nan Wuhen is not on the court, and Dongfang Hongyue's little Loli looks pale. She is also unusually wearing a heavy long-sleeved coat, possibly to hide the injury on her arm.

Something must have happened last night!

Oops, I seem to have missed the hidden plot of the game! Oops!

In the ring, Jun Huangquan Zhu Gang looked at Shen Senguang, who was thinking deeply and horrified in the audience, and said coldly: "I don't know what useless things you are thinking about! Come up here and die."

Shen Senguang looked at him coldly, not at all frightened by this 'Gestapo', the two looked at each other tit for tat.

"What a pity, what a pity."

Jun Huangquan Zhu Gang looked at Shen Senguang strangely. "What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you are also seeking death." Shen Senguang jumped onto the ring and said with a faint smile.

On the opposite side, the Jun Huang Fist Zhu Gang's Military Iron Fist had already pushed out and hit Shen Senguang without waiting for the referee to announce the start. He hit Shen Senguang head-on with a cannon punch with heavy energy.

Military Emperor Fist: Three Emperors Cannon Fist!

Shen Senguang immediately used the Wudang Ladder to avoid it. Amid the exclamations of the audience, he changed direction twice in the air as if he was stepping on steps.

The referee reluctantly followed the rhythm of the two men and added weakly: "Start."

In fact, the two had already started fighting.

Zhu Gang, the King of Military Fists, chased after him with heavy steps of dragon and tiger, and attacked Shen Senguang with several punches in a row.

"Boy, you can't win by just hiding."

Shen Senguang dodged several of his large and small punches and said with a smile: "I can't even hit anyone, brother, I'd better admit defeat as soon as possible."

Military King Fist Zhu Gang suddenly looked ferocious, his fists had a more military aura, straight punches, uppercuts, swinging punches, and punches, each blow was harder than the last.

At the same time, Zhu Gang recalled the memory of every time he carried a treadmill, put his fists on the ground, and did punch-ups. He recalled the experience of using a helicopter to drag his body to exercise his lower body. Zhu Gang

The memory of the past on Gang's fist overlapped with the power of the moment, and the shadow of a tank actually appeared behind him.

"Jun Huang Fist: Extreme Cannonball!"

Shen Senguang, I know you are famous, I know you are a legendary figure, even yesterday's Three Artifacts Family was trying to sell you face.

But!

Zhu Gang's eyes were firm. He had experienced real despair, seen the death of his comrades, and experienced the horror of the walking dead. In despair, he constructed this set of boxing techniques that could break any fortress of despair.

Do you feel Shen Senguang? Do you feel the will in my fist?

Show your true strength!

Facing this three-in-one fist with his mind and power, Shen Senguang's expression changed. He couldn't dodge this punch.

This cannon punch is too fast!

Shen Senguang could only use the second form of Pai Yun Palm, Phi Yun Dai Yue, to compete with it. The power of Phi Yun Dai Yue's palms was hidden layer by layer, and the double palm power hit the Military Emperor Fist: Ji Dao Cannonball.

superior.

‘Dong dong~’

There were two loud noises, and the floor of the arena cracked inch by inch.

On one side is the military iron fist and the extreme artillery fist, on the other side is the power of heaven and earth, shrouded in clouds and mist.
To be continued...
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