Fu Yang spat the gum directly on the ground in a very uncivilized manner - Arena No. 9 had been completely destroyed by himself anyway. He would definitely have to hire workers to clean it up and pay compensation, it didn't matter.
"Thank you so much, Grandmaster, for allowing us to advance."
At this time, two trembling voices sounded.
Fu Yang turned around and saw the two lucky martial artists standing far away, still holding their hands and fists towards him from a distance. He smiled and waved, indicating that you were welcome.
As for the remaining martial arts master, he came over and looked at Fu Yang: "This friend, I thought that he was already a genius because he broke through to become a martial arts master at the age of twenty-eight. I didn't expect that he would be defeated in comparison with you.
This time, I don’t have any extravagant hopes for the championship, it would be great to be in the top three.”
His expression was solemn, and he seemed to be a serious martial arts practitioner on weekdays.
Fu Yang grinned and patted his shoulder: "Come on, you're still pretty good."
After saying that, he walked off stage nine while whistling.
He waved at Dong Tianwu and Li Ruoxi (and of course the invisible Wei Ke next to him) from a distance: "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, son-in-law, your performance is not bad, right? Haha!"
Dong Tianwu nodded expressionlessly: "Well, it's not bad."
Li Ruoxi, the mother-in-law, was much gentler. Her eyes narrowed when she smiled: "Fu Yang, you are very powerful. Keep up the good work, but it's better not to kill anyone."
Fu Yang nodded: "Mother-in-law, please rest assured, my son-in-law knows."
After saying that, he turned his eyes to Ye Lang, who was playing with the old walnuts with both hands, and smiled scornfully: "I remember you called the pheasant, right? Let's see how my kung fu is. When the competition is over, I want to teach you a lesson again.
you."
boom!
Ye Lang was so angry at Fu Yang's words that he stood up from his seat. He glared at Fu Yang: "You little brat, don't think that you are arrogant just because you have directly reached the level of a martial arts master. It's just an audition, that's all you are.
Many people can do it with some tricks. If you are so arrogant, you will lose badly when the time comes."
"Hehehe. Silly!"
Fu Yang shrugged and gave him the middle finger without restraint.
Anyway, to him, this "Southwestern Martial Arts Tournament" is no different from playing a game. Just like Wei Ke said, it's like adults wearing armor and holding heavy machine guns bullying unarmed babies.
The difference in strength is endless!
Fu Yang just needs to show off casually... Ahem, of course, according to this guy's own statement, it is to regain the championship of the martial arts competition for Tianwu Boxing Gym and realize the dream of his father-in-law Dong Tianwu.
Fu Yang felt that he was such a filial and good boy!
However, his gesture of raising his middle finger made Ye Lang and his disciples furious.
"How unreasonable! How unreasonable! Dong Tianwu, look at this so-called son-in-law of yours. He is disrespectful and vulgar. It is simply a shame to the martial arts world. You are a shameless teacher."
Ye Lang pointed at Dong Tianwu, shaking with anger.
In fact, Dong Tianwu was also a little helpless...
He himself was a very serious and decent person. He wanted to correct Fu Yang, but he didn't know how to say it. Although in name, the other party was his son-in-law - he did get his deceased daughter.
face-to-face recognition.
It's just that he is a practitioner of magic, and he is like a superior being among gods!
Not only does he have great magical power, but he was also able to drive ghosts from the underworld to help... This is simply unimaginable for Dong Tianwu and Li Ruoxi, an ordinary couple. Where can I educate Fu Yang?
Therefore, Ye Lang's accusation was just a cold snort and did not offend him.
Instead, Li Ruoxi smiled and comforted Fu Yang, saying not to be the same as this guy. Anyway, their Wolf King Martial Arts Gym and Tianwu Boxing Gym have always been at odds.
Fu Yang smiled and thanked his mother-in-law, but behind his back he sent a message to Master Xiong.
"Hey, damn fat cat, why are you so stupid? This old guy is so arrogant, why don't you help me get rid of him? Use your best Juju magic skill or something."
Mr. Xiong is sitting there drinking a drink!
Some disciples at the Tianwu Boxing Gym liked it, and not only gave it a seat, but also gave it drinks and various foods. It ate very happily. From a pet's perspective, the treatment was still very good.
Gululu...
Mr. Xiong took a sip of Coke and asked Fu Yang: "Do you want to do it here? There are so many people, so it's not good. I am a very cruel demon king."
"Of course not here. He has to go to the toilet or leave his seat to communicate with the participating disciples, right? He will find an opportunity later and teach him a lesson when there are fewer people. But don't kill him."
"I know! It's so verbose. Do you look like the kind of monster who kills people casually?"
"picture……"
One person and one cat fight for a while. Fu Yang turned around and went to watch other people's competitions near other arenas - according to the rules of the martial arts tournament, the audition finalists who have already decided the winner can go to watch the competitions in other arenas up close.
.Being able to see the opponent's moves and routines in this way is also a small advantage.
He specifically looked at Ye Lang's apprentice - the guy nicknamed "Blood Wolf". His kung fu was really good!
On the seventh stage, fight vertically and horizontally, one against many.
The five fingers of his hands are bent, really like a pair of extremely sharp "wolf claws" waving. Once touched, the skin will be immediately torn and blood will flow. Most martial artists are intimidated by his power and dare not get close.
Of course, in Fu Yang's eyes, everything is basically the same as playing house for a child...
Anyway, the championship can only be his. It is as simple as eating and drinking, it just requires a process.
on the other hand.
Ye Lang in the audience really stood up at this time and was about to leave for a while.
Several of the disciples next to him also stood up, but Ye Lang waved his hand: "Sit down, there is no need to follow. I am just going to the bathroom to use the toilet."
After saying that, he played with the two old walnuts in his hands and walked down from the auditorium.
Everyone should know that the general layout of sports venues is empty behind the auditorium. There is a large area, similar to basements and corridors, and supporting facilities such as bathrooms are also here.
Poor Ye Lang didn't know that he was about to suffer a tragic and humiliating fate!
Because the moment he stood up, the eyes of a wretched fat cat on the seat not far away had already been fixed on him. Looking at his back.
Meow meow meow...
Mr. Xiong pretended to meow twice, his plump body quickly jumped from his seat to the ground, and walked forward.
The Tianwu Boxing Gym disciple who was originally taking care of it wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Li Ruoxi: "This cat belongs to Fu Yang and is very smart. Maybe he just wanted to take a walk to relieve his boredom. He will definitely come back later. You don't have to worry."
"
"Yes, Mistress."
These disciples then sat still.
Mr. Xiong thought as he walked: "This guy is a relatively powerful martial arts master... If we fight head-on, regardless of the vagaries of the spells. Just looking at the destructive power, it is almost equivalent to Erlu Zhenren. It is also more enjoyable than playing tricks on ordinary people.
Hey hey hey.”
No one noticed that this big fat cat was walking struttingly in the audience, showing a very humane and obscene smile.
Two minutes later, in the men's room.
Ye Lang had just finished urinating and made a pleasant sound. He lifted up his pants and picked up the old walnuts placed on the platform in front of him, ready to wash his hands and go out.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw a big, fat cat squatting on the floor not far behind him.