After landing, Luo Lin rolled twice on the ground, pushed her right hand to the ground, and wanted to stand up and fight again, but...
Her arms suddenly became weak, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to get up at all.
In the audience, Li Zhongwu looked sharply and saw at a glance that her abdomen was bloody and the clothes on her abdomen were obviously in tatters.
Noticing this detail, Li Zhongwu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling something was wrong.
Qian Ye just kicked her once, so why did he kick her in the abdomen until it was bloody? And the clothes on her abdomen were ripped like that?
Could it be that Qian Ye also has inner strength?
Thinking of this possibility, Li Zhongwu looked at Qian Ye.
Qian Ye, dressed in a white outfit, was standing on the arena, looking at Luo Lin a few meters away with a smile.
The huge arena was quiet for a moment, and then applause and cheers erupted.
Many people stood up and applauded excitedly.
When the two hosts saw that Luo Lin couldn't get up and had no strength to fight anymore, they quickly came to Qian Ye's side with smiles on their faces, and couldn't help but praise Qian Ye's skills with awe on their faces.
The female host Fang Qing also curiously asked: "Qian Ye! Can I ask what kind of kicking skills you practice? It's amazing! I think this is what all the audience are curious about. Can you satisfy everyone's curiosity?
?”
Qian Ye looked at her with a smile, and Fang Qing quickly put the phone to his mouth.
Qian Ye: "My legwork is not worth mentioning. It is just the footwork that matches our Qian family's Yuyi Sword. It has no other characteristics. It is just one word - fast!"
Fang Qing praised with a look of surprise on her face: "That's it! But being able to be as fast as you were just now is amazing in itself. I've heard before that any kung fu is very powerful as long as it's fast enough, right?"
Qian Ye smiled and nodded slightly.
The host Ding Xie answered with a smile: "Of course! If the bullets don't shoot fast enough, then any of us can catch the bullets with our bare hands. If the rabbits don't run fast enough, the rabbits will be extinct long ago!"
Fang Qing: "If you hadn't run fast enough, wouldn't you have died at the hands of your sister-in-law?"
"ah?"
Ding Xie showed an exaggerated expression of astonishment.
Qian Ye smiled.
The tens of thousands of spectators at the scene were amused and burst into laughter.
Qian Ye won the game and attracted almost everyone's attention, and the lenses of several cameras currently being broadcast were also pointed at him.
Rowling, who lost the game, was carried out of the arena on a stretcher by the medical staff of the program team.
Soon after, Qian Ye returned to the audience, and the next game started soon.
In the auditorium, many spectators were still whispering to each other about the power of Qian Ye's kicks that he had just shown.
Li Zhongwu glanced at Qian Ye sitting next to him, and was still surprised by the speed and footwork power that Qian Ye had just revealed.
At the same time, I finally understood why the third prince said, "Within ten steps, Qian Ye is invincible in the world, even if I can't leave the altar."
The speed was so fast that it was like teleporting, and he kicked Luo Lin in the abdomen, which not only seriously injured her, but also caused the clothes in her abdomen to be broken and covered with blood.
This was still the case when Qian Ye didn't use a sword.
If she had used a sword, Luo Lin might have lost her life just now.
There are actually masters of this level in this era...
Li Zhongwu was surprised, but also a little eager to try. He wanted to fight Qian Ye once. At least in terms of speed, Qian Ye could rival him.
He originally thought that after he came to this era, he would never have the chance to meet an opponent with whom he could fight, and he felt lonely!
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What was different from Li Zhongwu's eagerness to try was that the other contestants sitting in the first row of the auditorium all looked a little solemn at this time.
The more famous the master, the more solemn his face at this time.
After witnessing Qian Ye's speed with their own eyes, these famous experts all felt great pressure.
For example, Cao Kun, Huo Xinyi, Zhu Qihen who also came from Tianque City.
Zhu Qihen's face was particularly solemn at this time.
Because he knew that Qian Ye's participation in "Wu Zhuangyuan" this time was probably to kill him.
Therefore, the stronger the combat power Qian Ye showed, the greater the pressure on Zhu Qihen.
Xi Mengxing, the competition contact person (his cousin) sitting on his right, saw the change in his expression. Seeing his solemn look, she also had a look of worry in her eyes.
She was really worried that Zhu Qihen would lose to Qian Ye.
Because of the honor and disgrace between her and everyone in the family, she is currently deeply bound to Zhu Qihen.
It is definitely a blessing for everyone in his and her family that Zhu Qihen's kung fu is valued by His Highness the Crown Prince. Countless people in both families are counting on Zhu Qihen to lead them to glory.
Therefore, if Zhu Qihen loses to Qian Ye in the "Martial Arts Champion" competition this time, or even dies under Qian Ye's sword, it will definitely be bad news for both their families.
She didn't dare to think about the consequences.
At that moment, she couldn't help but approach Zhu Qihen and persuaded in a low voice: "Cousin, why don't you quit the race? Find a way to explain to His Highness the Crown Prince. Let's be careful not to compete with him.
What do you think about the length of time?"
Zhu Qihen turned his face slightly and looked at her coldly.
He said coldly: "Meng Xing! Do you know what you are talking about? You have shaken my determination to win again and again. What are your intentions? Do you know that if you do this, I may die in Qian Ye's hands?"
Under the sword?"
Xi Mengxing's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his head helplessly to apologize, "I'm sorry, cousin, I was wrong. I was just worried about your safety."
Zhu Qihen withdrew his gaze, looked at another duel going on in the arena, and whispered expressionlessly: "Then I thank you, but I don't want to hear similar words again, otherwise don't blame me for ignoring my relatives.
Affection!"
After Xi Mengxing was silent for a while, he hummed.
She could already feel Zhu Qihen's dissatisfaction with her.
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time flies.
After another game, the host Liu Zhenhui announced with a smile: "Now, contestant No. 52 is invited to come on stage!! Dear viewers, let us take a look at who the two contestants with the number 52 are. Contestant No. 52 is invited.
!!”
Another host, Wang Bing, repeated loudly: "Contestant No. 52 is invited!!"
Tens of thousands of spectators scanned the first row of seats to see which two contestants would come forward.
A smile appeared on the corner of Li Zhongwu's mouth, he pressed the armrests of the seat with his hands, stood up with a calm expression, and walked slowly and slowly towards the railing in front of the auditorium.
Some audience members remembered him and cheered when they saw him standing up, and the applause at the scene was also a little warmer.
In another seat in the first row of the auditorium, He Zhihang, the runner-up of the previous "Wu Zhuangyuan", turned to look at his newlywed wife Meng Zitong beside him.
Meng Zitong was his contact person when he participated in the last "Wu Zhuangyuan" competition. The result of the last competition... He won the runner-up title, and Meng Zitong was voted by the global audience as the most beautiful contact person of that competition.
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After the game, they hooked up, or fell in love, and soon got married.
As soon as the news of their union spread on the Internet, it became a legend.
As a result, his and Meng Zitong's reputations have risen a lot. After their marriage, the number of merchants that invited their couple to be advertising endorsements increased by more than ten times than before.
Their endorsement fees have also increased significantly.
Not only that, many TV media also invite them to appear on programs, and the remuneration for appearing on the programs is also considerable.
It can be said that he made a fortune by marrying this wife.
Because of this, their relationship as a couple has been very good since their marriage.
Even for this competition, he specifically applied to the program team to let his wife Meng Zitong sit next to him.
The program team is also happy to see the results. When the competition is not exciting enough, the live broadcast footage will be turned to the couple from time to time. The viewers watching the live broadcast also like to see the footage of the couple together.
Today is the first match of the second round of the "Wu Zhuangyuan" competition. There are still 144 contestants left. Therefore, as the runner-up in the last competition, He Zhihang feels no pressure at all because he feels that he will encounter a tough challenge today.
The possibility is extremely small.
Not only does he think so, but his wife Meng Zitong obviously thinks so too.
No, the host has just invited contestant No. 52 to come on stage. He Zhihang, whose number plate is also No. 52, and his wife Meng Zitong did not show any signs of nervousness.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, with a bit of tenderness and sweetness in their smiles.
And this scene happened to be captured by the live broadcast camera and presented to hundreds of millions of viewers around the world.
Soon, many related comments flashed across the live broadcast screen.
"Meng Zitong is so beautiful. If He Zhihang hadn't been so powerful, I would have fought him to the death!"
"He Zhihang is truly a winner in life! Not only did he win the prize money in the competition, but he also won the most beautiful contact in the previous session..."
"That Li Zhongwu is so unlucky to meet He Zhihang so early."
"Li Zhongwu's bad luck is still the same as before. The whole village died in the forest fire, and now he meets He Zhihang early..."
"The grappler is about to lose to He Zhihang's hand that divides gold and jade!"
"He Zhihang! Meng Zitong! Hurry up and have a baby! With such good genes, why don't you hurry up and have a baby?"
"Li Zhongwu's luck is really bad. In the first round of the competition, he just got a little limelight, and now he will make a fool of himself!"
"I guess He Zhihang will play well today. He must want to pretend to be 13 in front of his wife!"
"Li Zhongwu is so pitiful..."
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In the auditorium.
Meng Zitong stood up slightly, straightened He Zhihang's collar, and said with a smile: "Go! Go back quickly, don't keep your opponent waiting, lest people say you are playing a big role and disrespecting your opponent."
He Zhihang smiled and kissed her on the face, stretched out his hand to hug her, and then stood up and said: "Okay! You are right, I want to respect my opponent. Just wait a moment, I will be back soon."
Meng Zitong smiled and nodded, humming.
Until now, they haven't even taken a look at who their opponent was because neither of them thought they would lose this game.
Finally, amid the applause and cheers of the audience, He Zhihang stood up and jumped into the arena, and walked gracefully and slowly towards the two hosts in the center of the arena.
At this time, He Zhihang finally saw Li Zhongwu, who was also walking slowly towards the center of the field.
The moment he saw Li Zhongwu, He Zhihang raised his eyebrows slightly and was a little surprised. He had watched the live broadcast of the preliminary round, so he recognized Li Zhongwu and remembered that during the preliminary round, Li Zhongwu defeated his opponent with one punch.
He knew that Li Zhongwu was quite capable.
However, he still felt no pressure and the expression on his face was still quite relaxed.
He Zhihang also has the ability to defeat an opponent with one punch.
As the runner-up in the last competition, he had no reason to be afraid of an unknown newcomer.
Li Zhongwu frowned slightly as he looked at He Zhihang who was getting closer and closer.
Before drawing the number cards for today's competition, when the host introduced the 10 seeded players, he listened carefully and also looked at the faces of the 10 players.
Therefore, at this time, he had already recognized He Zhihang's identity.
The runner-up in the last "Wu Zhuangyuan"?
Dividing gold and breaking jade hand? Chasing the wind sword?
Meeting an opponent of this level so quickly was beyond his expectation.
This left him slightly speechless.
Because he knew that after he defeated He Zhihang, he would no longer be able to keep a low profile.
He originally wanted to keep a low profile for a while.
The results of it?
Now is the second round of the competition. There are more than a hundred contestants left, and he is about to defeat the runner-up of the previous competition...
You know with your knees that once such a result comes out, you will be like a firefly in the dark night, so bright and outstanding.
Who wouldn't notice him?
All players who are aspiring to win the championship will pay more attention to him.
"He Zhihang! He Zhihang!! He Zhihang!!"
"Come on He Zhihang!!"
“Split the gold and break the jade!!”
The atmosphere at the scene, with the appearance of He Zhihang, the waves of shouts from the audience seemed to shatter the ceiling of the entire arena.
The two hosts opened their mouths to speak several times, but the sound of the microphones was drowned out by loud noises, causing them to fail to speak several times. The two looked at each other helplessly and smiled bitterly.
Fortunately, as Li Zhongwu and He Zhihang got closer and closer, the cheers at the scene finally gradually died down.
But at this moment, a male audience member in the audience suddenly shouted: "Li Zhongwu will win!!"
The venue was silent for a moment, and then the audience burst into laughter.
It was as if everyone had heard a big joke.
No one believed that Li Zhongwu could beat the runner-up of the last competition - He Zhihang.
He Zhihang also laughed. At this time, he and Li Zhongwu were less than five meters apart.
When he laughed out loud, Li Zhongwu stopped and so did He Zhihang.
The two looked at each other, Li Zhongwu's expression was calm, and He Zhihang's face was smiling and elegant.
When the hosts Wang Bing and Liu Zhenhui saw that the voices at the scene were gradually getting quieter, they immediately raised their microphones and began to carry out their duties.
Wang Bing: "He Zhihang! Welcome back to this competition. I would like to ask, do you feel like returning to your parents' home when you come back this time?"
After asking, he quickly ran to He Zhihang and put the microphone to He Zhihang's mouth.
He Zhihang chuckled and nodded, "Well, that's right! To me, the "Wu Zhuang Yuan" program team is really like my natal family, so I came as soon as I was invited to this competition."
Liu Zhenhui immediately answered: "This is really our honor. By the way, I haven't congratulated you and Meng Zitong on your marriage yet! Here I would like to congratulate you on behalf of myself and our program team!"
The smile on He Zhihang's face grew wider, "Thank you! Thank you!"
Only then did Wang Bing remember another player Li Zhongwu. He turned to look at Li Zhongwu and asked with a smile: "Li Zhongwu! This is your first time participating in our "Martial Arts Champion", right?"
Li Zhongwu nodded slightly.
Wang Bing: "Then I won't ask if you are confident that you can defeat He Zhihang. What I want to ask is...how many moves do you think you can hold on to in He Zhihang's hands?"
Liu Zhenhui quickly ran up to Li Zhongwu and put the microphone to Li Zhongwu's mouth.
Li Zhongwu looked at Wang Bing just like that.
At first, Wang Bing was still smiling and waiting for Li Zhongwu's answer. Liu Zhenhui and He Zhihang, as well as almost all the viewers at the scene and watching the live broadcast, were also waiting for Li Zhongwu's answer.
But as time passed and everyone found that Li Zhongwu still said nothing and was still just looking at Wang Bing quietly, the atmosphere gradually became awkward.
Many people's expressions gradually became stunned.
An idea that they thought was ridiculous flashed through their minds - does Li Zhongwu still think he has hope of defeating He Zhihang?
Wang Bing was stunned and couldn't help but frown and asked: "What? Could it be that you are confident that you can beat He Zhihang? Li Zhongwu! What I want to remind you is - He Zhihang was the runner-up in our last competition, runner-up, you understand
What does it mean?"
Liu Zhenhui added: "In other words, if you participated in the last competition, if you could beat He Zhihang, you would have the chance to win the championship!"
He Zhihang looked up and down at Li Zhongwu in surprise.
His expression was a bit like a smile but not a smile.
It's not that he doesn't want to respect his opponent, it's that he feels that he has been underestimated by his opponent.
I was the runner-up of the "Martial Arts Champion" once, but now I am confident that I can beat myself when I encounter the first opponent in this competition.
This made him a little bit dumbfounded.
Li Zhongwu looked at Wang Bing, then glanced at Liu Zhenhui beside him, then looked at He Zhihang opposite, and said calmly into the microphone in front of him: "I'm here to participate in the competition, not to rank with you.
It's useless. Please leave the host now! Don't waste my time anymore!"
Since it is destined that after this game, I will no longer be able to keep a low profile, then I might as well stop being low-key.
At this moment, Li Zhongwu didn't save any face for the two hosts and He Zhihang.
I know it's disrespectful to break the story here, so I will update it tonight. Please forgive me. I didn't mean it.