Facing this kind of opponent, do you still have a 70% chance of winning?
When Yan Songshan and Dong Wenhui heard Zhao Xuanqi's words, they almost spit out water. This guy is not big, but he can blow really big.
Even some of the guests behind him couldn't help but glance at Zhao Xuanqi in surprise.
Even Weng Xiaolin's eyes were slightly surprised. It wasn't that he thought Zhao Xuanqi was joking, but he didn't expect that he would estimate his chances of winning so high. In his opinion, if he only had the strength he showed when defeating Zhou Ze, Zhao Xuanqi would have 30% chance of winning.
The odds of winning are pretty slim.
As expected, this kid is still hiding it.
"Go ahead. This competition is about the reputation of the martial arts school. You have to go all out and stop hiding. Remember what I told you. If you are an eagle, you should spread your wings and soar. Now this is your best stage."
Weng Xiaolin warned Zhao Xuanqi in a deep voice, and now he was worried that this boy might be hiding something in this competition.
Give it your all...that's impossible.
Zhao Xuanqi said in his heart that at least the Hundred Beast Fist could not be exposed like this.
"Yes, Master."
But he still agreed, bowed slightly to Weng Xiaolin and the two gym owners, and then walked towards the ring step by step under the gaze of everyone.
"Old man Weng, is this kid really not joking?"
Yan Songshan looked at Zhao Xuanqi's back and couldn't help but turned to Weng Xiaolin and asked.
"To be honest, I don't know, but he shouldn't be a person who makes random mistakes."
Weng Xiaolin said seriously.
You are a master, but you don’t know the strength of your disciples?
Yan Songshan and Dong Wenhui looked at each other, feeling more and more that this old guy Weng Xiaolin was unreliable.
"Who is this representative of Xiaolin Martial Arts School? There seems to be no information about him before?"
Pete sat not far from the three major hall owners and clearly heard all the conversations between Zhao Xuanqi and Weng Xiaolin.
70% chance of winning? What kind of joke is this yellow-skinned monkey kidding?
"Sir, the Xiaolin Martial Arts School suddenly changed its generals. We have not collected complete information about this Zhao Qi. We only know that this person's performance was mediocre at first, but he was suddenly promoted by the martial arts school. The specific circumstances are unknown."
A white man next to him lowered his head and said in Peter's ear.
"How do you do things?"
Peter frowned slightly.
"Mr. Peter, this is our dereliction of duty, but you are too sensitive. Zhao Qi, standing in front of Cesar, like a baby, how could he possibly win Cesar, the royal gladiator?
I think the 70% chance of winning he said is nothing more than a quick show of words, so you don’t need to take it to heart."
The white man said.
"It'd better be that way."
Peter's brows relaxed slightly. No matter how he looked at it, Zhao Qi didn't look like Kesar's opponent. It was the strange appearance of this person that always gave him a sense of uneasiness that he was not in control of.
Maybe I was overly concerned, it was just a Tianhai martial arts world, how could there be any real talents?
At the same time, as Zhao Xuanqi took the stage, the conversation between him and Weng Xiaolin quickly spread among all the guests.
"Representative of Xiaolin Martial Arts School? Take the initiative to request a fight?"
"The representative of Xiaolin Martial Arts School claims that he has a 70% chance of winning?"
"No matter what, if you can take the initiative to fight in this situation, your courage is worthy of admiration. Regardless of success or failure, you are still a hero!"
"Yes! Try your best!"
"Try hard!"
"...."
There was a burst of discussion among the guests, and everyone looked towards the boxing ring.
Kesar, who is nearly two meters tall and as strong as a brown bear, stands opposite Zhao Xuanqi, who is only 1.75 meters tall. The huge gap is immediately apparent and makes people uncomfortable to witness.
"Do you think it's possible for Zhao Qi to win?"
Chu Jiaxuan listened to everything, turned to Ma Maocheng and asked.
"Perhaps there really are miracles in this world."
Ma Maocheng replied.
At this moment, the boxing ring was covered with lights.
"Is it just you? Taking the initiative to fight and saying that you have a 70% chance of beating me?"
Kesar looked down at Zhao Xuanqi in front of him, feeling as if he was laughing or laughing.
"What? Is there a problem?"
Zhao Xuanqi asked with a calm face.
"Get off the stage quickly. After all, you are a fighter in the martial arts gym. I'm afraid that I will punch you to death later and things will not be easy to handle."
Kesar laughed mockingly.
"If you don't have the belief to kill me, then your chance of winning is not even 30%."
Zhao Xuanqi said calmly.
Hearing what Zhao Xuanqi said was so arrogant, Kesar gradually stopped smiling, with a fierce look on his face: "I don't know what is good and what is evil."
The two of them moved their bodies at the same time and put on their respective boxing stances.
On one side, Kesar's left arm was a shield and his right arm was a blade, forming a sword-and-shield posture.
On the other side, Zhao Xuanqi arched his back, tucked in his abdomen, and pressed his body down, like a prostrate and hunting black tiger.
Black Tiger VS Sword and Shield!
drink!!
With a loud roar, Kesar's figure suddenly collapsed, took the initiative to attack, and directly pressed forward with his powerful body!
The battle between the two sides broke out instantly.
Zhao Xuanqi pointed his toes, shrunk his body, and adopted a similar strategy to Zhu Renliang. He did not collide with Kesar head-on at all, but used his own dexterity to continuously dodge with footwork.
His stature is shorter than Zhu Renliang, so his speed and dodge are more agile and weird.
However, Kesar's body was also taller than Zhou Ze's, and his strength and speed were stronger than Zhou Ze's. At this time, the pressure he brought to Zhao Xuanqi was also stronger.
After several dodges, Zhao Xuanqi went from being at ease to being cornered step by step, and it seemed that he would soon reveal his flaws.
Is this the only strength?
Yan Songshan and others frowned slightly when they saw this scene, and looked at Weng Xiaolin aside, only to see that Weng Xiaolin's expression did not change at all.
This kid had used similar tactics when he fought against Zhou Ze, but he didn't know if it would work this time.
Show weakness to the enemy!!
Zhao Xuanqi is observing Kesar's attack habits to find the opponent's attack vulnerabilities!
found it!
Although Kesar's physique is much stronger than Zhou Ze's, his fighting style is not as sophisticated as Zhou Ze's. His advantage lies in his strong physique, so it is easier for Zhao Xuanqi to find flaws in his moves!
brush!!
At the moment when he caught the opponent's flaw, Zhao Xuanqi's dodge movements suddenly changed, like a tiger that had locked on the target, completely changing its hidden aura, revealing its ferocious minions, and the ferocious murderous aura suddenly burst out, causing even Kesar to suddenly get angry.
Got a creepy feeling.
Black Tiger looks back!!
At the moment of dodging, Zhao Xuanqi suddenly twisted his waist and turned around. As if he was predicting the future, he just caught the omission of the opponent's attack, and instantly broke into the opponent's chest and abdomen, and suddenly swung out a claw!
The force starts from the soles of the feet, runs through every joint, and reaches the ends of the limbs!
The five fingers of his right hand clenched suddenly, and even the knuckles erupted from the sudden force!
With one grab, one pull, one pinch, he grabbed directly towards the opponent's neck!
Kesar's pupils shrank suddenly. He never expected that his opponent would suddenly launch such a magical counterattack, and was suddenly grabbed by the neck with a claw.
Black tiger style, fingering?!
A good one shows weakness to the enemy, a good one is ready to attack!
Yan Songshan and Dong Wenhui's eyes lit up and they almost stood up. What Old Man Weng was hiding was actually a genius with such superb fighting skills. Can this attack work?
good!!
This blow was seen by all the spectators, and the whole place was instantly ignited, and a burst of cheers erupted.
Everyone seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
Director Pete, who was sitting in his seat, also narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sit up straight.
However, only Zhao Xuanqi's heart sank slightly.
Because, he felt that although his five-fingered tiger claws had scratched the opponent's skin, when they touched the muscles, they were as if they were grasped on tough rubber, and it was difficult for the force to penetrate deeply and destroy them.
The opponent's muscle tissue is so incredibly tough that even his fingering attacks to the vital points are not really effective!
Roar!
On the other side, Kesar felt a tingling pain in his neck enter his mind. The feeling of embarrassment at being attacked by a weak opponent suddenly made the blood vessels all over his body seem to burst, and he suddenly burst out with a beast-like roar.
His waist and neck exerted force at the same time, and the muscles were so tense that they actually threw Zhao Xuanqi's body away.
That ferocious and terrifying appearance immediately stopped the cheers from everyone in the audience!
It hits such a fatal weakness in the neck, but it doesn't work?!
On the contrary, Director Pete's tense back relaxed again, and a smile appeared on his face again.