Spirits come to the real world

Chapter 228 Martial Arts
In the medical room, Danshen is giving the cat boss a massage.

The two little hands kept pressing the back of the cat boss, and the cat boss let out two female Qiao mouth sounds from time to time, wanting to feel comfortable.

On the other side, Chen Qiban was leaning back in the chair, holding juice in his hand, crossing his legs, watching the live broadcast in the infirmary.

For the whole day today, it is naturally impossible for only the people in Group A to participate in the competition. Those in Group B also need to go to the field to select the final winner after Group A is over.

As for the match between Group C and Group D, it will be left until tomorrow.

After all, if the competition is over in one day, how can you sell tickets?

Chen Qi boldly guessed in his mind.

If it is not enough time for one group to fight, the school estimates that it is possible to divide the four groups of games into four days.

Chen Qi slandered the school's operations maliciously.

But in the end, it's just a joke.

After all, it's just a meal, so there's no shame in it.

Anyway, no one from Chen Qi's family came over.

As the pillar of the family, Father Chen has just been promoted recently, so he naturally has to go to work every day.

Chen Yishu's high school entrance examination is coming soon, and now everything should focus on studying.

Er Shu and San Shu are too young, so Mother Chen has to stay at home to take care of them.

Not only Chen Qi, Han Chi, Fang Yuan, but also their family members did not come over, and I don't know why.

Chen Qi shook his head, throwing all these things out of his mind.

Chen Qi pressed his back against the back of the chair, and continued to watch the live broadcast on TV in a comfortable posture.

Because it wasn't on-site, the system's panel naturally couldn't see any information, and Chen Qi could only judge the opponent's strength through the on-site performance.

The overall strength of group b is no worse than that of group a, and even stronger.

Chen Qi watched the live broadcast calmly. After waiting for a long time, he finally saw Tang Long's appearance.

Chen Qi also had great expectations for Tang Long's strength.

As early as during the military training, Chen Qi had already judged through the panel that the level of the opponent's three Balrams was extremely close to the stage of evolution.

It has been a while since the military training ended, and the opponent should have evolved.

Seeing Tang Long release the elf after the match started, Chen Qi said to himself that it was true.

On the field, standing in front of Tang Long was a humanoid elf.

Both hands and feet look like springs, a mouth is missing on the face, the edges of the eyes are black, and the pupils are white. It looks inexplicably terrifying.

Chen Qi didn't feel any fear in his heart, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

This guy doesn't have a long mouth, how on earth does he eat?

Cloud to eat?
Chen Qi looked at the strange-looking Shawarang on the field, and inexplicably only thought of these things, and the judgment of Tang Long's strength was directly thrown to the back of his mind.

Therefore, some people's stupid carvings may not be pretended on purpose.

He may be an idiot from the inside out.

Tang Long's opponent's elf is a frog grass that has evolved once.

In the beginning, both of them were the ones who made a preliminary test of each other.

From time to time, Miaowacao used the flying leaf blade to attack Shawaran.

Shawarang's spring-like body nimbly dodged the Flying Leaf Knife, and suddenly stretched out his feet and kicked Miaowacao fiercely.

The froggrass was not covered either, and vine whips immediately stretched out from both sides of the body and wrapped around Shawarang's legs.

The two sides began to wrestle.

However, in a competition of strength, how could Froggrass be Shawarang's opponent, and was directly dragged away by Shawarang with shrunken legs.

The trainer of Froggrass also knew that if things went on like this, things would be very bad, and he would not be a person directly. Taking advantage of Shawarang's leg being caught, the plants on his back began to spray various powders.

Tang Long didn't panic at all, seeing that Shawarang was about to be swallowed by the powder, he calmly gave instructions.

"Leverage your strength and kick from the bottom."

With a blank expression (?), Chawaran jumped up, twisting his body in the air with the force of the cane whip wrapped around his right leg, and kicked out his unbound left leg violently, instantly killing him. Froggrass kicked and flew out.

The audience in the stands covered their mouths in surprise.

I don't know why, Chavalan's moment just now is very beautiful.

Some knowledgeable people took out their notebooks and kept recording something.

They saw the shadow of gymnastics from this Shawaran.

That kind of flexibility is definitely not something that can be achieved easily.

Otherwise, even if it is an elf, the waist should still flash.

The eyes of this group of guys are very professional, but they guessed wrong, Shawarang's flexibility was developed by practicing martial arts with Tang Long, not gymnastics.

From birth to now, Shawaran has learned martial arts from Tang Long since he was a child in Balram.

Not only flexibility, but also the timing of the fighter, the strength of the legs, and which part of the opponent's body should be attacked.

He has learned all of these!

on the field.

The frog that was kicked out by Shawarang kept swaying on the field with staring eyes.

With that kick just now, Shawarang directly kicked Frog Grass on the head.

Although there is no direct loss of combat effectiveness, the dizzy state is inevitable.

Although Miaowa grass resembles plants, it also has biological characteristics.

The dazed Froggrass looked at the dozen or so Shawarangs baring their teeth in front of them, warning them.

If he hadn't looked at Chavalan's side, the effect might have been better.

Naturally, Tang Long would not let go of such a good opportunity, and quickly asked Chavalan to rush forward.

In contrast, Froggrass released a large number of flying leaves and sharp knives, and at the same time, the rattan whip was still surrounding it, trying its best to protect itself.

Although Miao Wacao doesn't know which one is the real Shawarang now, but in this case, AOE is definitely the best choice.

As before, Shawarang pointed at Feiye Kuaidao more nimbly, rushed in front of the rattan whip, and directly jumped directly above Miaowacao.

Lifting his right foot high, he fell hard to the ground in a posture of falling a thousand catties.

"boom!!!"

The entire ground was shattered by this blow, and huge dust spread on the field.

The referee hesitated to blow the dust away.

Before the dust dissipated, Shawarang came out from the dust dragging the incapacitated Froggrass.

Only then did the referee feel relieved and declared Shawaran the victory.

The men in the stands let out passionate roars. This kind of fist-to-hand combat is the most likely to arouse the hormones of men.

The only thing that can get a hunk's attention is another hunk.

Tang Long nodded in satisfaction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his teeth were gleaming.

Tang Long walked in the center of the field and punched Shawarang.

Chen Qi, who was outside the court, groped his chin, feeling that Tang Long deserved to be Tang Long, this guy is really strong!
A combination of elves and martial arts?
It's really interesting!

　Seeing many eunuchs again, I was in a bad mood.

　　Let me complain, the ending of the tiger next door is extremely bad, the protagonist is gone, and it is also a bad ending.

　　Sigh~ at least arrange a better ending.

　　Forget it, it's better than eunuchs.

　　I just hope that the eunuch is not due to physical reasons, and I wish all the authors good health.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)