After the True Heaven Falcon entered the forest, the battle inside was in full swing. People from all sides were grabbing the flags scattered in the forest, with a total of 100 small red flags. Therefore, only 100 contestants could win. This was undoubtedly a matter of thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge. Only the first level could be used to screen out many contestants.

"Get out! Don't snatch it with me!"

"You said it was you, it's yours?"

"If you don't agree, come and compete."

Those who grab the red flag start to fight with the challenger. After all the martial arts they have learned in their lives, the winner can continue to accumulate badges, and the losers can only be unfortunately eliminated and continue to challenge the next year.

The True Heaven Falcon walked through the forest where fighting was full of battles, with some strange fighting sounds of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Huh?" Zhentian Falcon's keen eyes swept to a tree in front of him with an undiscovered red flag. He quickly stepped forward and took it down so that he could advance to the bottom.

"Hey! Little guy, put down the red flag in your hand to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

As soon as Zhentian Falcon obtained the flag, it was immediately surrounded by several contestants. Each of them was a powerful man from Kong Wu. He must be a good player in practicing external martial arts. Zhentian Falcon roughly estimated their combat effectiveness. It was about the fourth level of the mortal level, which was not enough to see at all. Even stones could easily settle them.

"I won't hand over it." Zhentian Falcon refused without hesitation.

"Hmph, then you can't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. I'm a Taekwondo black belt!" The man in the lead rushed towards the Zhentian Falcon, his fists were full of wind, and the stormy attack poured down. He punched ten punches in a second, and the speed was very fast, but the Zhentian Falcon was at ease to dodge.

The Taekwondo man found that his attacks were easily dodged by the Zhentian Falcon, and he was surprised. The next second he suddenly turned over and kicked it back and kicked it towards the Zhentian Falcon's head.

Unexpectedly, the Zhentian Falcon avoided it again just after squatting down. Without the gorgeous and exaggerated dodging moves, they were all simple moves that could not be simpler, and the other party could do nothing.

"Ah! Damn!" The man did not admit defeat, kicked sideways, swept across the air, and made various tricks.

Ten minutes later, the man bent his hands and supported his knees and gasped, and beads of sweat dripped on his forehead. He had good explosive power, but his endurance was not good. He had to maintain such a high frequency of boxing for a long time and couldn't breathe.

"Is this over?" Zhentian Falcon was not even in a state of breath, and the other party couldn't hold on anymore, and frowned and said, "You have a bad physical condition."

"I" a Taekwondo man has trouble saying. Can he still be called poor physical condition? Ten minutes of continuous attacks, many people can't hold on for a minute. It seems that they have to take out their killer weapon. The man put his hands around his waist, like a silhouette of invisible spheres, gathering energy at a point: "Eat my fluctuating fist!"

"What!?" Zhentian Falcon was shocked. This guy actually knew the fluctuating fist of "Street Fighter"!?

The other contestants watching on the side also exclaimed: "It's a fluctuating fist! This move is either dead or injured."

"A man is really a martial arts genius who can master such profound qigong!"

"I heard that it takes more than ten years to practice the wave boxing, or even decades. This is not easy."

The blue Qigong wave was released from the hands of Taekwondo man and flew forward automatically. The sand and stones flew everywhere. The target was the True Heaven Falcon, but the True Heaven Falcon did not mean to avoid it.

"Hahahaha! Are you scared?" The man laughed, guessing that Zhentian Falcon was so scared that he couldn't even move his legs.

"Bang!"

Zhentian Falcon's face did not change his color and his heart was not beating. He slapped it with a casual palm, instantly destroying the Qigong wave.

"Ga!" Everyone choked together, and the man suddenly lost his voice and slapped the Qigong waves with a slap? What is this concept?

Zhentian Falcon sighed in his heart, indeed, the gap in realm is too big. If you can use a fluctuating fist, it is not a great person in this world, but compared to super martial arts planes such as Dragon Ball, it is to fight against the Five Slags. Xiao Wukong can walk sideways, let alone the super gods behind it. Restarting the universe is just a matter of several punches.

"It seems that it is necessary to let you see what real Qigong is."

The True Tian Falcon gathered blue qi with both hands, which was the signature skill in the Dragon Ball. The Turtle Sect Qigong is so high that it is much higher than the wave fist in this world.

Looking at the dazzling blue light, everyone present showed a look of fear. Even though the realm is very different, they could still feel how terrifying the energy contained in it was, which made them out of reach. I am afraid they would not be able to do it in their entire lives.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise in the forest, and thick smoke rolled up, even the periphery of the forest was clearly audible.

Examiner Sasaki looked at the rising smoke and sighed: "This newcomer is quite energetic."

The staff complained: "Examiner, this is no longer a dynamic level, right? It's simply a destruction king!"

****

The real Tian Falcon cleared the scene with just one move. The bad guys who tried to steal his red flag were all lying on the ground, unable to fight again, and the invigilator announced that they were eliminated.

The real heaven falcon is like picking fruits, picking up the other party’s badges one by one. Since this thing is useful, just hold it up. If it is not, do it or not.

At this moment, Zhentian Falcon glanced at a little boy timidly hiding behind a tree trunk and looking at him, revealing envy and longing in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" asked Zhentian Falcon.

"Sister, you are so awesome."

"Go away, I'm not my sister." Zhentian Falcon said angrily.

"Eh?" The little boy was stunned, but he was not too concerned. He ran to the front of Zhentian Falcon and begged: "Please, can you give me the red flag? My mother is sick, and I need to advance to get a bonus to treat my mother."

Faced with the little boy's low plead, Zhentian Falcon softened his heart and felt that this child was too pitiful and participated in the competition to cure his mother's illness. Such filial piety is simply a warm story that touched China.

Matan Falcon thought of his mother, Nanako. It is easy for him to win anyway, so why not be a human beauty? Give the red flag to the little boy and find another one for yourself.

"Okay, take it." Zhentian Falcon gave his red flag to the little boy.

"Ah? Really!? Thank you!" After taking the red flag, the little boy was extremely surprised. After thanking Zhentian Falcon repeatedly, he trotted away.

Zhentian Falcon is in a good mood and is happy to help others. How good is it?

Unexpectedly, after the little boy ran about 300 meters away, he suddenly stopped and turned around and laughed at the Zhentian Falcon, "Haha! You idiot! Have you been cheated by me? I believe it if you tell a lie, you have no IQ fee!"
Chapter completed!