After several rounds of competition, there were still three players left, namely Xiahoumen, Xiahou Weiwu and Ma Xiaoyao. The first place was born among the three.
In fact, everyone has made a ranking in private. The first place must be Xiahou Men, Xiahou Weiwu is second, and Ma Xiaoyao is third. This ranking order has been recognized by many.
In the eyes of many people, it is simply a miracle that Ma Xiaoyao can enter the top three.
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No. 1 senior class area.
Teacher Sima Wuxin said with emotion: "I never dreamed that... Ma Xiaoyao could actually enter the top three! This is simply a miracle!"
"Yes, it's a miracle!" The other teachers nodded.
"Ma Xiaoyao is the pride of our No. 1 senior class!" a male student said with admiration.
"When Ma Xiaoyao comes back, I will definitely pursue him! I will marry him!" A certain female student said with stars in her eyes.
"Ma Xiaoyao has given us credit this time! When he comes back, I will choose him to be the squad leader!"
"Yes, let Ma Xiaoyao be the monitor!"
"We are all human beings, why is there such a big gap! Seeing Ma Xiaoyao showing off his power, I feel a little envious and jealous!"
"Can you compare with Ma Xiaoyao? Ma Xiaoyao is a talent, what are you? You are a fool!"
"Who are you calling a fool?"
"saying you!"
"You're looking for a fight, right?"
"Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few days, have you lost your temper? You still dare to hit me? Come hit me instead! Come on!"
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"Shut up, everyone!" Sima Wuxin shouted softly: "What a nonsense! You don't even care about the occasion. The dean and the vice-dean are just watching... If you are not afraid of being expelled, then go ahead and make a fuss."
After being scolded by Sima Wuxin, everyone suddenly became much more honest and no longer dared to blatantly mess around.
"If you have nothing to do, cheer Ma Xiaoyao up! Ma Xiaoyao now represents our No. 1 senior class, and he is fighting for the honor of our class! We have to cheer him up and cheer him up! Let Ma Xiaoyao
You know how strong our support is for him!" Sima Wuxin said sonorously and forcefully.
"Yes, cheer Ma Xiaoyao!"
"Ma Xiaoyao! We will always support you!"
"Ma Xiaoyao, come on! We all support you!"
"Ma Xiaoyao, you are the pride of our class! You are my personal idol! You are my hero!"
"Ma Xiaoyao, the first place must belong to you!"
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Under Sima Wuxin's call, everyone began to cheer and cheer for Ma Xiaoyao. The voices became louder and louder, causing teachers and students in other classes to frown.
On the arena.
Ma Xiaoyao stood on the left and Xia Houweiwu stood on the right. They looked at each other with sharp eyes.
"Xiahou Weiwu, are you and Xiahoumen cousins?" Ma Xiaoyao suddenly asked.
Xiahou Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's right..."
"Who is better, you or Xiahoumen?" Ma Xiaoyao asked next.
"Why are you asking about this?" Xiahou Weiwu frowned.
"Because you are curious!" Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile: "Many people say that you are not as good as Xiahou Clan, that you have low quality, bad temper, and average martial arts. Even if you practice for a hundred years, you still can't catch up with Xiahou Clan..."
"Shut your stinky mouth!" Xiahou roared mightily and angrily: "The Xiahou Clan is nothing! He is not even worthy of carrying my shoes! I used to let him do it, but if I were serious about it, even the ten Xiahou Clan would not be my opponent.
!”
Xiahou's mighty voice was so loud that not only the students in the audience heard it, but also Xiahoumen who was sitting in the rest area heard it. Xiahoumen's face darkened and his eyes instantly turned cold.
"Who doesn't know how to brag?" Ma Xiaoyao pouted.
"Who is bragging?"
fart!"
Ma Xiaoyao turned his head and glanced at Xiahoumen who was sitting in the rest area: "Xiahou is mighty, please lower your voice. If Xiahoumen hears it, he will definitely not give up."
"If you hear it, you will hear it! Who is afraid of whom?" Xia Houwei snorted coldly.
"Look, Xiahou Men is here! He looks so ugly. He wants to settle a score with you!" Ma Xiaoyao suddenly pointed at Xiahou Mighty's back and shouted.
"Huh?" Xiahou Weiwu was startled and turned around hurriedly. There was nothing behind him. Where was the shadow of Xiahoumen? At this moment, Xiahou Weiwu heard the sound of wind coming from behind his head, and Xiahou Weiwu hurriedly dodged to avoid...
Although Xiahou Weiwei's reaction speed was already very fast, it was a pity that he still could not avoid Ma Xiaoyao's sneak attack.
How could Xiahou Weiwu easily dodge Ma Xiaoyao's carefully planned sneak attack?
Just now, Ma Xiaoyao deliberately used Xiahou Clan to stimulate Xiahou Weiwu, and then lied to deceive Xiahou Weiwu. When Xiahou Weiwu relaxed his vigilance, Ma Xiaoyao immediately stepped forward to sneak attack, link by link, and his calculation was quite accurate.
"boom!"
Xia Houwei received a hard slap from Ma Xiaoyao on the back.
After a successful attack, Ma Xiaoyao retreated without mercy, not giving Xia Hou a chance to counterattack mightily.
"Uh..." Xiahou Weiwu snorted, and his face turned pale. He felt as if his back was being roasted by fire, and it was burning. However, Xiahou Weiwu did not panic. He mobilized the true energy in his body and began to heal his back.
After a few breaths, the injury on his back was stabilized.
As soon as Xiahou Weiwu took a breath, a flow of air suddenly surged out of his body and began to destroy his internal organs crazily.
When Xiahou Weiwu was furious, two more streams of air surged out of his body and traveled around his body. In just a few breaths, his internal organs were greatly damaged.
His throat was sweet, and a stream of blood rushed into his mouth. Xiahou Weiwu clenched his fists and endured it again and again before swallowing the blood that reached his mouth.
Xiahou Weiwu mobilized his true energy and began to suppress the three air currents in his body...
At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao rushed up again and launched a fierce attack on Xiahou Weiwu. He knew that Xiahou Weiwu was not in a good situation at the moment and it was a good time to do something evil.
While Xiahou Weiwu was responding to Ma Xiaoyao's attack, he mobilized his true energy to suppress the three air currents that were rushing around his body. He was in a panic and was extremely embarrassed.
"Ma Xiaoyao, you despicable and shameless villain!"
Persisting with myself... How could there be such a shameless guy in the world?
Ma Xiaoyao knew that Xiahou was powerful, so he went all out when he made a move, using flame palm, ice palm, triple strength... all of them were used. The most threatening thing to Xiahou's might was the triple strength. After receiving a punch from Ma Xiaoyao,
Three forces will appear in his body in succession, wreaking havoc on his internal organs, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
Everyone watching the battle in the audience was stunned, Damn! This Ma Xiaoyao is too powerful! He made Xiahou Weiwu miserable as soon as he made a move. If this continues, Xiahou Weiwu will definitely lose... Incredible, really incredible
ah!
Even Xiahoumen was stunned. He didn't expect Ma Xiaoyao to be able to make Xiahou Weiwu so embarrassed. Although Ma Xiaoyao used some despicable methods at the beginning... But he couldn't deny Ma Xiaoyao's strength!
It seems that he has to re-evaluate Ma Xiaoyao's strength! Xiahoumen said secretly in his heart.
After being suppressed by Ma Xiaoyao for more than half an hour, Xiahou Weiwu slowly regained his composure. The three air currents in his body had been cleared by him, and he could let go and have a big fight with Ma Xiaoyao.
"Ma Xiaoyao, if I don't beat you to a cripple today, I won't be a man!" Xiahou roared mightily, waved his fists and began to attack Ma Xiaoyao fiercely.
Xia Hou used his mighty force, and Ma Xiaoyao immediately retreated.
The situation in the arena changed immediately... Ma Xiaoyao, who had the upper hand just now, was at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.
"The first form of Kaishan Fist!"
"The second form of Kaishan Fist!"
"The third form of Kaishan Fist!"
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Xiahou Weiwu hated Ma Xiaoyao so much that he showed no mercy and directly used his special skills. Kaishan Fist is the unique martial arts of the Xiahou family. Only members of the Xiahou family are qualified to practice it. Xiahou Weiwu and Xiahoumen both practiced Kaishan Fist.
, and both of them have cultivated to a certain degree.
What Kaishan Quan emphasizes is that the force is strong and the force is heavy, and one force can bring down ten enemies!
There are no too fancy moves, every punch is full of explosive power. The purpose of Kaishan Quan is to "convince people with strength." Kaishan Quan has a total of eighteen moves, which are eighteen punches. These eighteen punches must be in one breath.
If you use it continuously, the power will slowly accumulate. For example, the first punch will have a power of one hundred kilograms, the second punch will have a power of two hundred kilograms, the third punch will have a power of four hundred kilograms... and so on.
, by the eighteenth punch you will have tens of thousands of kilograms of power.
This is the power of Kaishan Fist. The power can be multiplied, and eighteen punches can be used continuously to destroy all enemies.
Of course, Kaishan Boxing is not easy to practice. Xiahou Weiwu has practiced it for more than twenty years, but he has only practiced the eighth boxing, while Xiahoumen has practiced it to the ninth boxing.
Another point is that performing Kaishan Fist consumes a lot of energy. With Xiahou Weiwu's current strength, he can barely perform eight punches in a row. After eight punches, Xiahou Weiwu will be exhausted and his strength will be greatly reduced.
If he hadn't been forced by Ma Xiaoyao, Xiahou Weiwu wouldn't have used Kaishan Fist rashly. In his original plan, he was going to use Kaishan Fist to deal with Xiahoumen. Who knew that the plan would change quickly... when he met Ma Xiaoyao
Such an alien...
No matter so much, let’s cripple Ma Xiaoyao first!
"The fifth form of Kaishan Fist!"
"The sixth form of Kaishan Fist!"
"The seventh form of Kaishan Fist!"
"The Eighth Form of Kaishan Fist!"
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Xiahou punched eight times in one breath, each punch was enough to crack mountains and crack the ground.
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Xia Houwei's punch was so fast that Ma Xiaoyao had no time to dodge. Since there was no time to dodge, he had no choice but to take it hard.
The first punch had a force of one hundred kilograms, and Ma Xiaoyao caught it easily.
The second punch had a force of two hundred kilograms, and Ma Xiaoyao blocked it with almost no effort.
The third punch has a force of 400 kilograms...
The fourth punch...
The fifth punch...
When he encountered the sixth punch, Ma Xiaoyao felt his arm begin to feel numb, and the muscles in his arm also trembled...
After receiving the seventh punch, Ma Xiaoyao involuntarily took several steps back, his arms trembling, and his face became a little pale and weak... Although Jin Chanyi can remove some of the power, the remaining power is still
It caused huge harm to Ma Xiaoyao.
"Buzz!"
Before Ma Xiaoyao could regain his composure, a ferocious eighth punch struck him.
"Hi!"
Ma Xiaoyao roared angrily, crossed his arms together, raised his arms upwards, and sealed Xiahou's mighty fist.
"Buzz!"
A surging force surged in, and Ma Xiaoyao was thrown away.
"Plop!"
After Ma Xiaoyao rolled several times in the air, he fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood slowly flowing down the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that Ma Xiaoyao was injured, Xiahou Weiwu's eyes suddenly flashed with joy. He raised his weak legs and walked towards Ma Xiaoyao, one step, two steps... getting closer and closer to Ma Xiaoyao...
"Uh..." At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao suddenly stood up. Although his body was shaking a little, he still stood up.
"You can still move?" Xiahou Weiwu was stunned for a moment.
"Hmph!" Ma Xiaoyao snorted coldly: "You want to defeat me with just a few punches. You think too highly of yourself!" Although Ma Xiaoyao said something tough, in fact, he is now a strong man on the outside, and others are the tyrants of Kaishan Quan.
It is unimaginable that although he withstood Xiahou Weiwei's first eight punches, he suffered serious internal injuries. He now has trouble even raising his arms, but Ma Xiaoyao still pretended to be indifferent and let Xiahou Weiwei touch him.
Don't reveal his true identity.
Xiahou Weiwei looked Ma Xiaoyao up and down: "Pretend! Keep pretending! Even if a fourth-level warrior takes my eight Kaishan punches, he will be seriously injured and fall to the ground, let alone a third-level warrior like you..."
"I am not an ordinary third-level warrior." Ma Xiaoyao said with an enigmatic smile: "From the preliminary round to the final, I defeated several fourth-level warriors. Even a tough little pepper like Ouyang Zilan was beaten by me.
Defeated! And you Xiahou Weiwu also suffered a big loss at my hands... Do you think I will be an ordinary third-level warrior?"
"That's right! Compared to other third-level warriors, you are indeed much more powerful, but you are not my opponent after all." As he spoke, Xiahou Weiwu began to walk slowly towards Ma Xiaoyao.
Ma Xiaoyao stood there with a smile, neither attacking nor dodging, just looking at Xiahou Mighty with a smile.
One step, two steps, three steps...
When he was still half a meter away from Ma Xiaoyao, Xiahou Weiwu stopped. He slowly raised his arm, spread his fingers, and patted Ma Xiaoyao on the head.
Ma Xiaoyao made a move that stunned everyone. He sat directly on the ground, then quickly hugged Xiahou Weiwu's legs with both hands. With a gentle tug, he knocked Xiahou Weiwu to the ground, and then...then Ma Xiaoyao rode on
On Xiahou Weiwu...
Then the two began to roll and fight in the ring.
They look like two scoundrels. Both of them are exhausted. They are now supported purely by willpower. Whoever fails to support first will lose. The competition has reached this point. It is really out of control.
