Five boxing masters... one after another sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Is Feng Xiang Sect's destiny about to rise? Why are there so many geniuses? Now even an ordinary elite disciple of Feng Xiang Sect suddenly appears.
Boxers all believe it!
One sentence is correct. If there are no accidents, the Feng Xiang Sect, which controls a large area of Lyxium grass field, will definitely rise.
It is only a matter of time before it becomes a second-rate secret martial arts sect.
However, a team of five boxers has nothing to do with this, but a lot of chance collisions. Maybe Feng Xiang Sect will not be able to assemble such a luxurious team for several generations after it rises to become a second-rate secret martial arts school. This is
It depends on luck.
"The Feng Xiangmen is bound to win this time in the Beiliu County Exchange Competition! With five monsters that have exceeded the limits of the human body, there is no suspense."
"I'm afraid we have to put the three boxing masters of Ming Shui Dao and the two boxing masters of Jinyan Boxing together to form a team that is qualified to compete with the Feng Xiang Sect's team. Otherwise, the gap will be too big..."
"Have you noticed? The youngest fifth core of the Feng Xiang Sect is only eighteen years old this year! It's so perverted, it breaks the limits of the human body. It's even more perverted than that little girl from Ming Shuidao."
"Yes, that's not all. The third child, Lanxi, and the fourth child, Moses, are not over twenty-five years old. They are really young. In comparison, I am a waste. Damn it, I am twenty-nine. Even my sect
I haven’t even reached the first level of secret martial arts.”
"..."
For a time, the entire competition venue was buzzing with people. All kinds of people spoke all kinds of words. Most of them expressed envy and shock. The Fengxiang Sect was very dazzling at this moment.
On the other side of the arena, many elite disciples from the Feng Xiang Sect raised their heads and chests, looking proud.
Even many old boxers who led the team were smiling and talking to their old friends from other schools nearby, with a very proud look on their faces, which probably meant: "Did you see it? This is my genius disciple of Feng Xiang Sect! This is it."
Our Fengxiang Sect!”
At the same time, the three elders accompanying the game looked at the core disciple resting area with confused expressions. They didn't understand what was going on. Aren't there only two boxing masters in our team?
Why did boxing masters suddenly appear one by one like gophers? First it was Li Wei, then Moses, and finally Lan Xi...
These elders are simply confused. Will there be a few boxing masters among the elite disciples by then? When did our Feng Xiang Sect become a second-rate top sect?
"Okay! Igor, your Wind Elephant Sect is actually hidden so deep! There are five martial artists in one team, so they are really good at cultivating disciples!" A bald old man wearing a blue fighting uniform laughed.
Said, he is the seventh elder of Ming Shuidao.
"Um...yes, it's up to those boys to do their best." Although the gray-haired Igor, the third elder of the Fengxiang Sect, was also very happy, he was in a bit of a daze and couldn't come to his senses.
"You're too modest. Being awesome means being awesome. There's nothing to shirk. I, Ming Shuidao, am also very envious. Why don't we see when we have time to exchange teaching experiences among the sects?"
The bald old man patted Igor on the back very enthusiastically.
I'm telling the truth! It's true that those guys worked hard on their own. In fact, as an elder, I'm still confused.
Igor complained silently in his heart, but he couldn't say that, so he could only nod: "There is time... there is time..."
"Humph, it's just bad luck." A sour voice from the side cut in. Igor turned around and saw that it was indeed an elder from Heiheliu wearing black.
He was not happy at that time, he was confused and he was humble, and he was humble. But you said that to these precious disciples of Feng Xiang Sect, and described their efforts as luck. I, Igor, was definitely the first one not to
Agree! He responded on the spot.
"Hey! Who is talking about sour grapes? It turns out it's Elder Daley who was picked through by my Feng Xiang Sect disciples and beaten from the Black Crane Style to the Black Chicken Style."
"I wonder if your eldest disciple Mendy has woken up now? Oh, by the way, there is also Samir who was beaten to the ground."
Igor directly struck hard, bringing the fact of victory and defeat that had just ended back to his eyes. After hearing this, Daley's face turned red with anger. For warriors, victory or defeat is the purest and most convincing thing. They
When there is a conflict, it is not about scolding but fighting. The one who wins will be more justified.
The fist is always bigger than the mouth!
But Daley, who had lost face, still insisted on speaking his mind.
"Then, that's just bad luck on your part."
"Yes, yes, five to two points of shit luck."
"I told you, that's bullshit luck!"
"Yes, that's five to two."
"Shit luck..."
"Five to two..."
In the end, Daly's face turned blue and white from the choking.
He could only curse Feng Xiangmen for failing in the next game!
But the reality is exactly the opposite of what Daley wants.
The Feng Xiangmen marched forward with great momentum and momentum along the way.
In the points match, the enemies of the Feng Xiang Sect Ichihe who had no full firepower. Jin Yan Quan and Ming Shui Dao were defeated one after another with a score of 5 to 2, 5 to 3, let alone the remaining ones.
In the individual competition, Feng Xiang Sect also achieved remarkable results. After all, they have five boxers, and their base number alone is twice that of other major schools. In the end, Haig ranked second in the individual competition, and Jadis was fourth.
, Moses was eighth, Kaxiu was ninth, and Lanxi was tenth. He also got the most points.
The combination of the two, coupled with the not bad results of the ordinary elite disciples, made the Fengxiang Sect directly reach the top of the list.
Ming Shuidou, who was superior in the past, was suppressed.
On the sixth day of the competition, the leader of the Fengxiang Sect, Bei Long, who had been busy, rushed to the competition venue. He was immediately stunned by the enthusiastic gestures of other sects, and there were a lot of praises for the core disciples of the Fengxiang Sect.
It keeps coming.
Some say that they are extremely talented, some say that the Feng Xiang Sect has unparalleled luck, and some say that the Feng Xiang Sect has rich teaching experience.
In short, it was a lot of words that Veron didn't understand.
He understands that luck is against the heavens. Could it be that the origin of orchid grass that had been hidden for half a year was finally exposed and known to others?
In the end, Veron managed to escape by going to the toilet, and after questioning Elder Igor carefully, he finally understood the whole story.
Well, those disgusting words of praise are not exaggerated at all!
My wind element is truly unlucky, and the wind element is in great demand!
So at the banquet that night, Veron honestly became the protagonist of the banquet, constantly pushing glasses with others.
He looked like a sect leader who had already anticipated this.
Seeing how calm he was, the elders of other sects believed that this was the reason why the Feng Xiang Sect had unparalleled teaching experience. They immediately came forward and asked for exchanges and learning, and Beiron all agreed. This was a good opportunity to improve the status of the sect.
At the same time, the residence of the core disciples of Fengxiang Sect.
A small birthday party with only six people started.