Tang Mubai returned the favor with a smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"good!"
The obese middle-aged man clapped his hands when he heard this, squatted down slightly with his thick thighs, and put up a posture, "Then be careful, Wandering Dragon Palm!"
Huh~huh~huh!
The energy swept through, and the phantoms appeared one after another.
The obese middle-aged man danced his hands at the same time, and as his body moved rapidly, he kept saying hello and attacking Tang Mubai.
Whoosh!
Tang Mubai retreated to avoid the attack.
Huhuhu~
The obese middle-aged man walked quickly and continued to approach.
Whoosh!
Tang Mubai retreated again, and the obese middle-aged man approached again, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
But no matter how fast he accelerated, he just couldn't catch up with Tang Mubai, and couldn't even touch the corner of Tang Mubai's clothes.
If you can't even reach anyone, how can you defeat them?
The obese middle-aged man was panting from exhaustion for a while.
On the contrary, Tang Mubai was extremely relaxed, drifting around the ring as if he was strolling.
One of the two retreated, the other pursued, and the audience roared with bragging.
The obese middle-aged man's face slowly turned red, and he couldn't stop being embarrassed and angry.
Just when he was about to use his trump card——
call!
A strong gust of wind suddenly struck from behind.
"not good!"
The obese middle-aged man was startled and wanted to run away, but it was already a step too late.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the fat middle-aged man's huge and plump buttocks were hit, and his whole body was pushed forward by a huge force.
The obese middle-aged man staggered and tried to control his body shape, trying to stabilize himself.
boom!
Tang Mubai didn't give him a chance, and kicked the opponent in the butt again, kicking the obese middle-aged man out of the ring and throwing him into the sand pit.
"good!"
"Grandma, I could have kicked it away a long time ago!"
"That's right, aren't you tired of wasting so much time?"
"..."
The audience at the scene complained one after another.
The obese middle-aged man lying in the sandpit felt ashamed and angry when he heard it.
Tang Mubai on the ring seemed unaware. After the referee announced the result of the game, he walked slowly down the ring.
In every household in Dongcheng District, people sitting at home watching TV all exclaimed.
"What's Tang Mubai's background? He's not even a match for Fatty He."
"Yes, Fatty He is a ninth-level professional. Although his body skills are not very advanced, they have reached the level of Dacheng. With the third-level martial arts "Wandering Dragon Palm", even a new professional-level warrior can fight. But
From beginning to end, I didn't even touch the corner of Tang Mubai's clothes once!"
"Go check Tang Mubai's origins. I want detailed information."
"The goal of the Wushu Association has been achieved. Just at the beginning, a good young master has appeared!"
"..."
Outside the scene, discussions about Tang Mubai could be heard from time to time.
Tang Mubai, who returned to the auditorium, didn't know this.
Even if I know it, I don't have any feelings.
It can be said that he was ready from the moment he planned to participate in the competition.
There are twice as many people participating in the promotion competition in the adult group than in the youth group.
In one afternoon, it was Tang Mubai's turn to play, and there was only one chance.
It is worth mentioning that Tang Mubai was not the only young person participating in both groups.
A young man named Han Li defeated a middle-aged man who was an eighth-level professional in the last match at nine o'clock in the evening.
It was different from Tang Mubai who dragged his opponent to exhaust his strength before kicking him out of the ring.
This Han Li punched his opponent away from the front, causing everyone in the audience to scream.
Therefore, he is more popular than Tang Mubai.
When Tang Mubai went home in the evening, he was attacked by Xu Dalu, Fang Shuixian and his little cousin.
A young man named Han Li caused a craze on the forum.
Many people predict that he will be ranked first in the youth group and top ten in the adult group in Dongcheng District.
Tang Mubai didn't have access to the Internet and didn't know this.
When the game continued the next day, not only Xu Dalu, Fang Shuixian, the three cousins, but also Yang Kai, Mi Wu, Mi Li, and members of Lin Huafeng and the Madman Mercenary Group who were familiar with each other came to the scene.
Unfortunately, after the whole day, Tang Mubai didn't get a chance to play.
Morning and afternoon are still a continuation of yesterday.
On the third day, it was also no turn. On the fourth day, it was no turn either.
It wasn't until the fifth day, during the battle for the top 30 in Dongcheng District, that he played again.
The opponent is a genius from a martial arts school named Peng Xuezhou, who uses double swords.
As soon as Dou started, he immediately launched an attack, brandishing two unedged alloy swords and slashing with powerful force, trying to block Tang Mubai.
However, Tang Mubai easily broke through, widened the distance, and bent his bow to draw an arrow.
Whoosh!
The headless arrow, which was not blessed with Gang Qi, rushed towards Peng Xuezhou with lightning. When it detonated, it broke through Peng Xuezhou's double sword defense and hit his chest.
"Dang Cang! Dang Cang!"
Peng Xuezhou felt a sharp pain in his chest, his hands went numb, and his two alloy swords fell to the ground.
He couldn't control himself and fell backwards. He was almost to the edge of the ring before he forced himself to stop.
Even so, his face turned pale and cold sweat fell from his forehead.
"how……"
Whoosh!
In a flash, Tang Mubai appeared in front of him and kicked him out.
boom!
Peng Xuezhou felt a pain in his chest, his eyes blurred, and his body flew into the air uncontrollably. He flew backwards out of the ring and sat down on the sand pit.
"Winner, Tang Mubai!"
The referee's loud voice resounded throughout the entire stadium.
The people who were in shock suddenly realized and shouted in excitement.
"What an amazing archery skill!"
"Tang Mubai's archery attainments have definitely reached the level of Dacheng!"
"Dacheng? I think it's the state of transformation! The arrow just shot didn't leave any trace at all. It's said to be a state of extraordinary transformation. It's completely worthy of it."
"The light kung fu and body skills are superhuman, and the archery skills are also superb. Where does this Tang Mubai come from? He is only eighteen years old, so young, but he is so powerful!"
"..."
Everyone at the scene was either amazed or filled with emotion.
…
"genius!"
On a high platform built on the outer edge of the arena, the person in charge of the Wushu Association stared at Tang Mubai with bright eyes and whispered.
"Yes, this boy's archery skills have actually reached a superb level. At the age of eighteen, he can indeed be called a genius."
The person in charge of the Admiral's Office echoed with emotion.
"No, it's not transformation, it's perfection!"
The person in charge of the Wushu Association shouted lowly.
"What?"
The person in charge of the Admiral's Mansion was startled, sat up straight, and said in shock, "You said that his archery attainments are not only about transformation, but also about reaching perfection?"
"Of course, I have been practicing archery for decades. I don't have a 100% understanding of the realm of archery, but I am 99% sure."
The person in charge of the Wushu Association said solemnly, "Although Tang Mubai concealed it very well just now, at that moment, the perfect body and the integration of arrows and energy were definitely in a state of perfection!"
The person in charge of the Admiral's Office stopped talking.
…
at the same time.
In a corner of the audience, Han Li's face was as dark as water.
A young man next to him looked at Tang Mubai who was walking down the ring, and suddenly whispered, "Can you catch that arrow just now?"
Han Li did not answer, but his expression was ugly and his eyes kept flickering.
The young man waited for a moment, but did not hear a response. Then he whispered again, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."
"If he doesn't agree, I'll destroy one of his arms and one of his legs!"