The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 128

His defeat immediately silenced the entire venue.

It's not because of the shock and Jeet Kune Do or the strength of the stick, but because this battle is the first battle of the stick, and the young martial artist from Qingshui City is almost fighting against him as a representative of the Chinese warrior .

His defeat made the Huaxia warrior lose all face!
In the VIP seats in Qingshui City, the patriarchs of several hermit families all looked very ugly. They naturally knew what it meant for their people to lose.

In the VIP seats in Qinghai City, Li Qingkuang frowned slightly, his pupils flickering with murderous intent.

This martial arts performance was hosted by the Li family in Qinghai City. He had never thought of the sudden appearance of a Korean stick. At the same time, he also knew what the sudden appearance of a Korean stick meant.

"What's going on?!" Li Qingkuang's tone was extremely low, as if suppressing his anger.

"Father, the list submitted by Qingyun City this time did not say that there are Koreans in it?!" The person who started the motherboard was Li Qingkuang's youngest son. At this moment, his face was pale, and he knelt down on the ground in fright.

"Hmph! Useless things!" Li Qingkuang didn't pursue it any further, and he also knew that it was absolutely impossible to strictly investigate everyone.

While speaking, Li Qingkuang looked at Li Guangmu who closed his eyes behind the VIP seat and said, "Light curtain, go up and defeat this person as quickly as possible, don't let him stay on the court any longer."

Hearing this, Li Guangmu opened his eyes, his handsome face remained expressionless, he nodded slightly and got up to leave the VIP seat.

Li Guangmu, who had already reached the second level of Qi Refining, was very powerful. The members of the Li family knew well that they were all relieved to see such a scene.

Because they know that if this Korean stick stays on the court, it will be absolutely detrimental to their Li family, and it will definitely attract a lot of public opinion in the future.

"Let's start." Li Guangmu's expression was indifferent, and while he was speaking, he had already rushed to Bangzi's body. Under the urging of the dark energy in his body, his fists and feet were blown up, and the fierce attack immediately made the Korean Bangzi feel miserable. In less than ten seconds, Li Guangmu had already defeated Han Bangzi with his strong strength.

As the grandson of Li's parents, he is naturally aware of the danger of this matter. The sooner he defeats Bangzi, the less impact it will have on the Li family, so he has no reservations about making this move this time.

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

"Kill the Korean stick!"

Above the stands, there were countless cheers, and applause broke out.

The faces of the old fellows in the VIP seats in Qingshui City softened a little.

Li Guangmu's defeat of the Korean stick not only saved the Li family's face, but also saved the face of the Chinese warriors. This will somewhat reduce the pressure on them. After all, being defeated by a Korean stick is still in front of countless warriors. On the face of it, this matter is disgraceful.

"Sir, haven't you contacted yet?" Huang Zhenyu was a little anxious.

Now that the qi refining stage fighters have entered the field, it is obvious that the Li family has already planned to get serious. If Ye Tian doesn't show up, there is no one here who can compete with the qi refining stage fighters.

In exchange for Ye Tian's quota, both he and Liu Tiannan gave up their quota this time, and those members of the hermit family, the most powerful ones, have not had a Qi refining period, it is definitely impossible to count on them.

"I haven't been in touch yet, but I guess the gentleman should be in this venue, but he hasn't shown up for the time being." Liu Tiannan shook his head and glanced at the phone screen. Not only Ye Tian didn't answer the phone, but Liu Ruyan didn't answer either. Telephone.

"I hope so." Huang Zhenyu sighed, whether the warriors in Qingshui City can become famous this time depends entirely on Ye Tian.

In the VIP seats in Qinghai City, Li Qingkuang showed a playful smile on his face.

"Light Curtain can possess the strength of the second level of Qi Refining at a young age. It seems that he will inherit my mantle in the future."

"Father, Light Curtain is still young and his temperament is unstable. It's better not to put too much pressure on him." Li Mingxuan clasped his fists and said, but there was also a little joy in his heart.

In front of all the direct descendants of the Li family, Li Qingkuang's words carry extremely heavy weight.

"Of course I know that." Li Qingkuang smiled slightly, his eyes became more and more satisfied, making the hearts of others tremble slightly.

While the two were talking, a middle-aged man came to the VIP seat in Qingyun City. In appearance, he was somewhat similar to the previous stick. Even if they were not father and son, they were definitely related by blood.

"Beat the young one and come out the old one?"

"Haha! Bangzi can't sit still! The elders have come out!"

"Haha! If this stick loses again, the one who comes out next time will probably be a bastard!"

There were sneers and contemptuous voices from the stands, but there was no anger like before. Because Li Guangmu was too strong, they didn't worry about Li Guangmu's defeat at all.

Bangzi walked into the field, without saying anything nonsense, bowed and clasped his fists, the attack had already begun.

Compared with the previous stick, the strength of this stick is much higher. As soon as the starting gesture was made, Li Guangmu's expression became a bit dignified.

The two sides came and went, and with Li Guangmu's strength at the second level of Qi Refining, he was unable to defeat this stick. Instead, he was a little dazed by the Jeet Kune Do attack of this stick, and he was already at a disadvantage.

Li Qingkuang's face was a bit gloomy. If Li Guangmu was defeated, he would have to get rid of his hands. Just by looking at the middle-aged stick's agility, he could already conclude that the opponent didn't use all his strength.

Judging from the current situation, if this stick uses all its strength, even the warriors at the ninth level of Qi Refining may not be able to fight against it.

Not long after, Li Guangmu was defeated, and his figure flew back under the punch of the stick. Although he used his inner strength to resist most of the attack, his face turned red and then turned white, and his internal organs twitched.

The middle-aged Bangzi smiled slightly, beckoned to the master of ceremonies again, and took the microphone from the master of ceremonies.

"I, just, grow faster than, this year, I'm seventeen. I, hope, you, the, young people, beat me."

Although his speech was intermittent and not fluent in Huaxia, although it was difficult for people to listen to, the meaning in it was also very obvious.

The general meaning is that his development is faster than ordinary people. Although he looks like a middle-aged man, his real age is only 17 years old. I hope that people of his age in Huaxia can defeat him.

"I've seen shameless sticks before, but I've never seen such a shameless stick. In order to humiliate us Chinese warriors, you can even say your own generation is a generation younger?"

Those present are all warriors, even if there are ordinary people, they still know about warriors.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that the actual age of this middle-aged man is the same as his appearance, but he has chosen to say that his age and even his seniority are young.

Numerous angry denunciations flooded the entire arena, but at this moment, a thin young man turned over from the edge of the stands and walked into the arena, and came to the middle-aged Bangzi.

"I, Huaxia, Qingshui City, Ye Tian, ​​grow fast, and this year, I am three years old."

(End of this chapter)