The next game was Chen Ming against a lay disciple of the Shaolin Sect, but it was obvious that after being taught by Xiao Ping and Bai Fei in minutes, his condition had dropped to a very bad level.

Chen Ming didn't even do his best, so he forced the other party to surrender. He had no pressure at all and won a game.

"There is another game... and you have the advantage in this situation." After leaving the ring, Xiang Zidao joked, "Winning is the first, and losing is the second, making money no matter what!"

Xiang Zidao has already seen it out. When the time comes, he will win and be ranked fourth, and if he lose, he will be ranked fifth. But the possibility of being ranked fifth is very low. After all, that Shaolin disciple has no fighting spirit at all.

"Then do you think I can win?" The game continued, and Chen Ming also asked casually.

"You all should understand the other party's background. The key is that your hidden weapon has been exposed... It is hard to say whether the other party will use the hidden weapon." Xiang Zidao was stunned when he heard this, and then thought for a while and said.

"You mean I might lose?" Chen Ming smiled.

"If you still have a trump card," Xiang Zidao replied casually, "But don't forget, the other party may also have a trump card!"

A person who is both civil and military and has a strong strength will not have any trump cards on his body? Chen Ming didn't believe it directly. Hidden weapons are basic configurations, and according to the competition requirements, there are probably only a few types.

Then the rest may be weapons, such as boxing gloves or putting some effort on boots...

At this time, Bai Fei had defeated Shaolin disciples. Judging from the current situation, he is likely to be third. As both sides leave the court, the referee announced the start of the next round, which is the match between Chen Ming and Xiao Ping.

"In the next two games, one hour of rest is allowed. Do you need to rest?" The referee looked at both sides. After all, this is a match for the first and second place. Naturally, he hopes that both sides can play their best, and considering the viewing needs.

"I don't think I need it, what about you?" Xiao Ping looked at Chen Ming.

"You don't need it, I don't need it!" Chen Ming smiled, then walked onto the ring with him, then took out a set of gloves and put them in his hand. He felt it was necessary to equip this special fiber glove.

Perhaps the heroes had similar views, Xiao Ping also took out a pair of gloves and equipped them with them. This thing is resistant to impact, fire, and has certain defensive effects on slashing and stabbing. If the hard qigong does not meet the standards, a pair of such gloves is very important.

This game was a bit weak against Xiao Ping. The last round ended in less than five minutes. The last round ended in more than ten minutes. Xiao Ping consumed a lot. Relatively speaking, Chen Ming had already rested for more than twenty minutes in the midfield.

"Please give me advice!" When I got on the ring, Xiao Ping bowed to Chen Ming, and then took a defensive posture.

"Please give me advice!" Chen Ming nodded, and then suddenly killed the other party.

These gloves are very thin, but they are made of special and are almost made of military fiber, which is so magical. In terms of cost, Chen Ming's pair costs about 200,000 yuan. The problem is that Chen Ming is not short of this amount of money.

Weapons and equipment are the second life of a warrior. After entering the game, he has been taught this way. Therefore, he can save food, drink, play and entertainment, and also reduce the investment in weapons and equipment, but the investment in these weapons and equipment is not negligent.

The other party's situation is similar. He is worthy of being the second son of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and he enjoys a lot of benefits.

Both sides fought for a move, and Chen Ming used a small idea to snatch the attack with a fast punch and forced the opponent to guard against it.

The latter used the concept of dodge and Jeet Kune, and also used fast fists to counterattack. The fists of both sides were back and forth in the air, as if several punches appeared.

"Handsome!" In the audience, when they saw the two of them fighting against each other quickly, many people exclaimed. In a few minutes or more, ten minutes of competition, although they even used weapons, most people actually did not understand martial arts.

Of course, I also have some understanding and come here to watch it specifically, but fewer and fewer people in this group.

There will be about one or two million, or even millions of martial arts enthusiasts in the country. The problem is that not all of them can come to Beijing to watch the competition during the Spring Festival.

Fortunately, there is a broadcast, but due to some special reasons, I can only edit it later before playing it. However, I will be accompanied by commentary so that some ordinary people can know a little bit when they look at it.

Of course, it can be imagined that the commentator, probably for the real martial arts practitioner, is simply nonsense.

In this "unusual" game, this game is obviously different. The strikes on both sides are very cool. Even those who do not move martial arts will be shocked by this gorgeous back and forth.

However, at this moment, Chen Ming pushed back suddenly to avoid the cracking like a poisonous snake. This kick almost broke through the air, with an amazing speed and almost hit it.

"The reaction is good..." Xiao Ping looked at Chen Ming, and could actually avoid him.

"Your kick is not bad either." A drop of sweat dripped from Chen Ming's forehead. This thing is really not easy to avoid.

He had already roughly understood that the Liecu Fist was not the meaning of constantly kicking hard. Most of the time it was to avoid it, or block the parry with his hands, and then kicked it at the moment when the opponent had a flaw.

This kick is very fast and very fierce. Many times, it will definitely be broken if you get a little bit. This thing really wants the Divine Power Sect in the Tiger Tail Scimitar, which takes the same path as the Divine Power Tiger Claw Technique. The disadvantages are also very obvious, and this kick will not be very fast.

A kick with both speed and power is indeed extraordinary.

"You can surrender... You are only in the first year of high school and can participate in at least two more sessions. I only have this chance." Xiao Ping suggested.

"If you give in to your weakness once in life, you will give in countless times." Chen Ming shook his head.

"It's obvious that hard work will only hurt yourself..." The other party rushed over directly.

When Chen Ming thought he was hitting him, he did punch him, but in fact, he suddenly shot something with his left hand. The sound of landing was very dull, not metal, but plastic, and it felt like a bb bullet.

Chen Ming avoided it, and the latter had already kicked it, both of which were all fake, and the real kick was still this one.

"It hurts a little, I'm enduring it!" Chen Ming muttered, and punched him in the foot.

"I'm thinking too much!" The latter suddenly slashed, stepped on the ground, and kicked the other foot suddenly. Two-stage kicks, or even three-stage kicks. Judging from the current situation, the first three moves were all feints.

This move may be a feint attack or a real attack. Chen Ming felt that the other party should be there.

So when he was planning to fight back with all his might, the opponent suddenly withdrew his body back, leaned forward, and took advantage of the opportunity when Chen Ming was moving forward to hold his head, and the foot that had been put down suddenly pushed forward, and he hugged his head and flew his knees!

"It's over!" The latter was about to hit Chen Mingqian and said lightly.

"Yes, it's over!" Chen Ming used his internal force with all his strength, opened up the meridians of his right hand, increased the kinetic energy by 300%, and shot it out with one punch.
Chapter completed!