Star Color District, Sunset Fitness Hall.

"The world's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition, the battle for the world's No. 1 title is about to begin."

In front of the TV, Axia and others formed a circle with bright eyes.

Due to the strong martial arts style, citizens of the Star Alliance have been very interested in these things since childhood, and also know that the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Competition is a grand event for real martial arts!

The martial artist who can win the end is undoubtedly the best and strongest martial artist in the world!

Once upon a time, this title was always monopolized by Tang Long.

But even so, many strong people emerged in each martial arts competition, bringing exciting battles.

"I heard that this time, Brother Hua Wu also signed up?"

Xiao Shitou glanced at the direction of the office and saw that Uncle Niu was not here, so he lowered his voice.

"Well, Brother Hua Wu is so powerful, he has become a martial artist." Nailzi looked envious.

"I don't even look at how much hardship my fifth brother has suffered. Even if Uncle Niu is not sure, he will practice martial arts secretly every day. If you were to be lazy, he would have been lazy long ago..." Axia rolled her eyes.

"But the fifth brother has never come back once since he became a martial artist..."

Xiao Shitou lowered his head, his voice getting lighter and lighter as he spoke.

Inside the office.

Uncle Niu closed the blinds expressionlessly, silently turned on the TV, and turned down the volume.

"I didn't expect... Xiao Wu had come this far."

He murmured to himself, looking at the wide ring above, the martial artists entering the venue were in a state of great excitement.

Suddenly, Uncle Niu saw a familiar figure and his tears immediately blurred his eyes.

Inside the rental house.

"Has Hua Wu, a stinky scumbag, really become a martial artist and fulfill his dream?"

Luo Xiaoqing tore a pack of potato chips, stared at the computer screen with a gritted teeth and drooled a little: "If I could go live, I would be very angry, but it would be a pity..."

In fact, when Hua Wu emerged, because she had broadcasted Hua Wu several times before and lived very close to her, there were spontaneous scandals on the Internet that were hyped up, which made her popularity so much, especially after Hua Wu became a martial artist.

With his current popularity, Luo Xiaoqing has gained a higher income and can move to a better residential area.

But she just doesn't want to leave for the time being.

"Scumbaby, you want to win."

Suddenly, Luo Xiaoqing saw a close-up of Hua Wu on the screen and couldn't help but mutter and pray.

...

Competition venue.

A lounge room.

Zhong Shenxiu was wearing a white martial arts uniform with a golden belt around her waist. She took the pure water handed over by Bai Yu: "Is the schedule out?"

"This competition lasts for one month. All participating martial artists will compete in different groups, qualifying for the top 16, then the top 8, top 4, semi-finals... The final winner is qualified to challenge the previous champion Tang Long."

Bai Yu whispered: "Mr. Hua, you are in Group D, and there are many experts, such as the Vajra Iron Zhongtian, the Flower Fist Li San, the Panlong Stick Yang Kaishan, etc...."

She didn't know that Tie Zhongtian was defeated by Zhong Shenxiu. After all, there was only Xue Tao who was the audience at that time, and they would not have intentionally leaked this accident.

‘Is this targeted?’

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the group stage and frowned.

Not only is the opponent strong, but in fact, in his opinion, they are all innate and weak.

Instead, the names of these people look familiar, as if most of them are martial artists in the circle of friends.

‘It’s not that I was targeted, but the martial artist in my circle of friends. He encountered the depression of his own people beating him at the beginning, and in the end there was only one who could qualify.’

He thought about it and was a little excited: "Which bastard did a good thing? It's so wonderful... I'll defeat all the martial artists in the circle of friends in the group stage, and I can legitimately arrange them."

That's right.

He joined the circle of friends not only to obtain protection, but also to form a force as soon as possible.

How can it be easier to establish a faction from scratch than to usurp a complete faction directly?

"Oh... Brother Hua!"

Xue Taoren came to Zhong Shenxiu and smiled bitterly: "This time, you have to show mercy..."

"Don't worry, they are all my own people."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed loudly and asked Xue Taoren to take him to another room to prepare for the event.

This activity room is very large, almost a small stadium.

Although the circle of friends is not as good as the Tanglong faction, it also has a large number of industries and even monopoly enterprises. Not to mention that every member is a billionaire, there are still tens of millions.

Such a pomp is nothing.

When Zhong Shenxiu walked into the venue, he saw a martial artist who was practicing a set of stick techniques.

The wooden stick on the other party's hand was as thick as a duck egg, black and shiny. Every time he danced, there was a terrible wind sweeping over. Although the material was not steel, its hardness and flexibility were extremely amazing.

This is the Panlong stick Yang Kaishan. The Panlong stick in his palm is said to be a strange treasure. It can be bent to 90 degrees and rebounds so strongly that it can directly smash the Qingyan.

"Haha... Brother Hua, are you here?"

Tie Zhongtian took the lead in coming to Zhong Shenxiu, slightly staggering, one position behind him, highlighting Zhong Shenxiu.

This scene made many martial artists in the circle of friends stunned.

Could it be that rumor before was true?

Old Tie was actually convinced by a young man?

"Hua Wu, I have seen you all." Zhong Shenxiu bowed his fists.

"What a hero." Yang Kaishan stopped to warm up. He was a young man in his thirties with a shaved head and looked very smart: "I am Yang Kaishan, this is Li San..."

He casually pestle the stick, and the Panlong stick seemed to take root, tied it to the ground, took a towel in one hand, and introduced it to Zhong Shenxiu while wiping sweat.

"This martial arts competition can be said to be a grand event for martial arts. After that, I am afraid that all my friends will die..."

As a strong man in the martial arts family, Yang Kaishan naturally knew the news that martial arts family had. He understood that the good days for martial arts were over.

Zhong Shenxiu rolled her eyes, knowing that joining the Martial Arts Association at this time was undoubtedly an idiotic move, but there was nothing he could do.

His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at the audience: "I won't say much nonsense, what's my previous proposal? Let me be the head of my friend circle. I will lead you to a brighter future."

"Haha..." Li San sneered: "Young boy, you're not a little talk!"

"In addition, I can also give you hope for breakthroughs." Zhong Shenxiu replied to himself: "As for the authenticity? You can naturally see it in this competition!"

Those who can attract these top martial artists are probably the hope of breakthrough?

When many people heard this sentence, their eyes slightly condensed.

"Haha... well said, the martial arts way requires a fight. Only after fighting will you know... It depends on what this competition can bring to us."

In the silence, Yang Kaishan laughed.
Chapter completed!