Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

As for his previous yelling on the field, no one took it seriously at all.

There are no restrictions on this martial arts competition itself. As long as kicking the crotch is not too ruthless, no one will bring it up.

Kung fu is a killing skill, not a show of fists and legs. This is also the Taoism that Huo Jiaquan has always adhered to.

Losing a Liu Chaoqun does not mean that others have no chance to win the victory point.

The rules for winning are laid out there. Whichever side wins the most battles will be the winner. After all, the two schools, Jingzhou and Yanjing, are the protagonists today.

Other taekwondo, muay thai, judo, etc., did not attract more attention than the people from these two academies.

Then, the second match started, Huo Jiaquan and Mizong Quan collided, but the students at Yenching Academy obviously had a lot of experience in fighting.

Even though Jingzhou University pulled back a few games, Mizong Quan still took the lead.

Tang Xuan was practicing with his eyes closed, so he didn't have any intention of watching. On the contrary, Lan Xige watched this scene with relish, staring at the playground below with beautiful eyes, and said in admiration: "Brother Xuan, this Mizong Fist It looks very powerful, although it is not as good as you, but Jingzhou University may lose."

Tang Xuan glanced lightly at the back seat. Basically, more than half of the students of Jingzhou University looked disappointed after the defeat, and their morale was obviously low.

He didn't bother to care about it, his skills were inferior to others, and if he lost, he lost, and there was nothing to worry about.

Sure enough, an hour later, Jingzhou University lost to Yenching Academy with a small number of wins, and the host announced the result.

Yenching Academy won the first place in this martial arts competition with the most victories, which drew cheers from the students of the academy.

Although this was not considered an upset, Jing University, as the most famous university with the deepest heritage in Jingzhou, won the second place, which naturally attracted boos.

"It's okay, everyone performed very well, don't be discouraged, No.2 will also be rewarded." Teacher Li, who led the team, comforted a few words, but everyone's interest was still not very high.

Liu Chaoqun leaned back on the chair dejectedly, his face full of self-blame.

Teacher Li chuckled, and comforted him again: "The next thing is that the teachers of the various colleges will compete, everyone, cheer for our Teacher Tang?"

As soon as these words came out, all the students turned their eyes to Tang Xuan.

"Brother Xuan, come on!" Lan Xige took the lead and said with a smile, and the students around were also a little excited.

Although Tang Xuan is as old as them, everyone has seen the strength he showed when he was pointing Huo Lao in the gymnasium.

This, perhaps, can indeed bring back some reputation for Jingzhou University.

"Mr. Tang, I heard that the teacher invited by Yenching Academy this time is also the curator of some kind of martial arts gym and the master of Mizong Quan." Mr. Huo kindly reminded: "When the teachers from other colleges finish fighting, Your opponent should be him."

Tang Xuan nodded lightly, but did not speak.

Naturally, he would not pay attention to boxing in the secular world. What really made him curious was the old man on the stage who had lived for more than 180 years.

The secret of longevity is the method of tortoise's breath, which he already understood, but the Fuxi Boxing Gym is so famous that even the military has to rely on their boxing methods for training.

Is this boxing really that powerful?
After coming to the earth, except for the "One Thought Transformation Sword", Tang Xuan basically has no other supernatural powers that can be displayed.

It's not that he doesn't have this ability, but that his cultivation base is too low, and the magical powers he understands consume a lot at every turn, and he can't use them at all without stepping into the foundation.

And the spiritual energy on the earth is so thin, with his current cultivation level of Qi Refining Level [-], the "One Thought Transformation Sword" can be used at most four or five times, and the spiritual energy will be completely drained.

The odds of winning the battle are naturally lowered.

Therefore, Tang Xuan intends to start from another aspect, that is, physical supernatural powers.

The so-called supernatural powers of the physical body are techniques that are displayed after tempering the physical body to a certain level of cultivation. It is the same as the Mizong Fist and the Huo Family Fist on this earth.

But these boxing techniques are too ordinary to catch Tang Xuan's eyes.

While cultivating, Tang Xuan was also absorbing the true qi in the tiger talisman day and night to temper his physical body. Now that his cultivation level has risen sharply, it is perfect for him to start cultivating physical supernatural powers.

He himself knows a lot of physical supernatural powers, among them is a physical supernatural power called "Guiyuan Ten Beng", which is famous for boxing skills.

He was very curious about what is unique about the boxing techniques of the most powerful boxing gym on earth compared to "Guiyuan Shibeng".

Following the shout of the host, the other university teachers began to compete on stage. Their movements were very sharp, and they looked impressive when they moved their hands.

If the previous group of students fought like moves in martial arts movies, then the sparring between this group of teachers was truly inseparable.

What's more, when this group of teachers moved their hands, they all punched to the flesh, and they didn't show any mercy.

In some cases, the corner of the mouth was punched with blood.

"Why don't these teachers seem to be discussing each other, but rather competing?" Lan Xige asked curiously.

"Miss Lan, the reason why they are so eager to express themselves is naturally to get Elder Zheng's attention," Elder Huo said.

Tang Xuan glanced at the direction where Zheng Ansheng was.

It's a pity that the respected old man on the stage didn't have any waves in his eyes, as if he was watching a child play house.

Finally, it was Tang Xuan's turn.

"Brother Xuan, it's your turn." Lan Xige reminded.

Tang Xuan stood up and slowly walked up to the playing field below the stage.

At the same time, on the field where Yenching Academy was located, a middle-aged man with a mustache and a short stature also walked down with his hands behind his back.

The moment the two walked onto the field, Zheng Ansheng couldn't help squinting Tang Xuan's gaze, and muttered to himself: "The chassis is stable, the momentum is flat, he is a master."

Beside him, a disciple with a calm face heard this and couldn't help but bend over and said: "Master, I heard that the teacher who teaches at Jingzhou University is a guy who has half a foot in the hidden door."

"Half a foot into the hidden door?" Zheng Ansheng said calmly, "Forget it, this competition is nothing to watch. The person in the hidden door is what I dislike the most."

The disciples didn't dare to talk too much when they heard the words. No one in the gym knew what happened in the Fuxi Boxing Gym and Yinmen, and no one dared to touch it.

"Teachers, are you ready? This is the last match of the day, and I hope to bring you a hearty match!"

The host looked excited and yelled.