Although there are ten arenas, the first game of the Youth Group of the Wulin Conference will only arrange a pair of players to appear, in order to make the players in the first game receive more attention, because the contestants in previous youth groups have all participated in the first game.

It is a contestant sent by the organizer, which can be regarded as a special reward from the conference to the organizer!

Liu Menglong stood on the ring and looked at the monk wearing a yellow monk's uniform opposite. The weather was very good today, and the sky was clear and the sun shone on the monk's head, making Liu Menglong dizzy.

"I am Huineng, Master Liu, please!" The monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

Liu Menglong bowed his fists and bowed: "Please!"

"Drink!" As the referee announced the start of the game, Huineng shouted loudly, and a flying dragon in the sky, jumped three or four meters, and shot Liu Menglong with a powerful and powerful Vajra Palm.

Liu Menglong smiled faintly, raised his hand and pointed it out, and saw Huineng's body stiffen in the air, falling straight to the ground with a thump, causing dizziness and bleeding from nose.

Wow—

The scene was in an uproar, and the Shaolin abbot stood up on the spot and looked at the scene on the ring in disbelief. Huineng, who was ranked high among the young generation of monks sent by his Shaolin Temple, lost like this?

"Point acupoints from the air!" Those who are strong and respected suddenly thought of these four words, and their eyes were all incredible. The point of pointing acupoints from the air that have been lost in the martial arts world for a hundred years has actually reappeared in the world, and are still in the hands of Liu Menglong.

Crazy.

Although Xiang Cangtian and Sun Qing had known about this for a long time, the first time they saw the kung slashing from the air, they still looked shocked: This kid...is indeed not simple!

When the referee saw Huineng falling to the ground, he immediately started counting dozens. When it counted to ten, Huineng still couldn't get up. The referee immediately announced: "Liu Menglong won!"

"Wow—"

There was a burst of cheers and applause at the scene, applauding Liu Menglong's wonderful performance, but those contestants who might meet Liu Menglong showed a distorted expression: It's over. Liu Menglong is so strong, have I won?

With the victory of the game, Liu Menglong also untied Huineng's acupoints. Huineng got up from the ground, with a hint of awe in his eyes, and his hands closed: "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your advice."

"Master Huineng's martial arts skills are good, but I didn't expect that I would click acupoints from the air. I was not prepared for it, otherwise I wouldn't win so easily. This game is considered to be a battle that I won't win." Liu Menglong said modestly.

"Your Majesty Liu is polite. I can still see who is stronger and who is weak." Huineng bowed and jumped off the arena. He apologized to the Shaolin abbot, and Liu Menglong waved his hand off the stage amid the cheers of the audience.

, back to my seat.

Before he arrived at the place, Liu Menglong saw Xiang Youyou's 'cousin' wearing a red windbreaker and black trousers, and came forward heroically: "Brother, congratulations."

When Liu Menglong heard Xiang Youyou's voice, he pretended to be shocked: "You... are you Youyou!?"

Xiang Youyou smiled slightly: "It's me! Don't your brother know me anymore?"

Liu Menglong looked at her and slapped his forehead: "So I was deceived by you, you don't have a cousin at all."

Xiang Youyou chuckled: "I'm sorry, brother, I just want to give you a surprise. How about it? Are you still satisfied with me?"

Liu Menglong looked at Xiang Youyou's red windbreaker and said, "Is this the clothes you bought yesterday?"

Seeing that Liu Menglong discovered it, Xiang Youyou said lightly: "Is it good-looking?"

"Good-looking." Liu Menglong smiled slightly: "You went to buy clothes yesterday. You just wanted me to see what you are now, right?"

"What do you think?" Xiang Youyou blinked his eyes. His smile was a little shy and more charming.

Liu Menglong took a deep breath and covered his chest: "What a little fairy, my brother's heart can't stand it!"

"Haha, brother, you aren't really fascinated by Sister Youyou, are you?" Sun Siyu, who had been watching the fun, couldn't help but jump out and hugged Xiang Youyou from behind: "Sister Youyou. No wonder you have always used your ordinary appearance in the past

I was with my elder brother, it turned out to launch a fatal blow to my elder brother on this day! High! It's really high!"

Xiang Youyou pointed Sun Siyu and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't think so much."

"Whether you think about it or not, the effect is here." Sun Siyu smiled and looked at Liu Menglong: "Brother, how about it? Are you fascinated by Sister Youyou's beauty?"

"Just a little surprised." Liu Menglong returned to his seat and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect my future wife to be my elder sister. I would have known that this would not have happened in the first place."

Xiang Youyou chuckled: "Brother, if you want to marry me, you must first become the leader of the martial arts conference. Before you become the leader, I will still be your pampered sister."

Liu Menglong shook his head: "In half a month, you will not be."

The strong confidence made Liu Menglong full of the charm of a man, and made Xiang Youyou, Sun Siyu and Nalan Ruyue's eyes shine brightly.

"Brother is very confident, but I want to remind me that my father is very strong, and it is not easy for you to defeat him." Xiang Youyou sat down next to Liu Menglong and smiled.

"And my dad," Sun Siyu added: "My dad is also very strong."

"No matter who it is, I can't stop me from taking the throne of the leader of the martial arts world." A glimmer flashed in Liu Menglong's eyes: "Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him!"

Feeling the evil aura emitted from Liu Menglong's body, Xiang Youyou and Sun Siyu's hearts were terrified.

Nalan Ruyue gently held Liu Menglong's hand and gave him a smile.

The evil spirit dissipated, and Liu Menglong smiled back: "Ruyue, how did your brother behave just now?"

Nalan Ruyue nodded with a smile and gestured with both hands: Brother performed so well, everyone was shocked by his brother. I believe that his brother would be able to reach the top easily.

Liu Menglong smiled slightly: "I will work hard."

With Nalan Ruyue's encouragement, Liu Menglong was full of energy.

At the same time, the abbot of Shaolin looked at Huineng who was kneeling in front of him and apologized, and shouted loudly: "Was the Master Liu used the point of acupuncture pointing from the air?"

"I don't know what kind of martial arts is to click acupoints from the air? I was just in mid-air, and I couldn't move the Danzhong acupoint." Huineng was still a little scared when he recalled: "Master Liu's martial arts are unfathomable, and the disciple is not his opponent."

The abbot of Shaolin sighed: "Forget it, you can't blame you for this, get up!"

"Xie Abbot."

As Mr. Liu expected, Liu Menglong did make a big splash. Although the competition between other contestants was quickly held in ten rings, the audience was still talking about Liu Menglong, especially some older people who had watched many martial arts conventions.

It was the first time they saw the skill of pointing acupoints in the air. This skill of hurting people in the air is simply a nightmare for all the people in the martial arts world. Some people in the martial arts world who are ready for the future even plan to wear a piece of armor after going back.

On the body.

To put it bluntly, you must click the middle acupoints to be effective. If there is an inner armor blocking the energy of the acupoint, the acupoint will have no effect. After all, this is just a skill of skill to take advantage of, and with precautions, there is no use.

.

"In the next game, contestant No. 931, Xiang Youyou from the Xiang family, and contestant No. 932, Tang Sanshao from the Tang Sect will appear!"

As the live broadcaster mentioned his name, Xiang Youyou smiled slightly and stood up and said, "Brother, I'll go back."

"Be careful." A trace of solemnity flashed in Liu Menglong's eyes: "Tangmen is good at using hidden weapons and poisons, and you will suffer a great loss if you are not careful."

Xiang Youyou nodded: "I will be careful."

Walking onto the ring, Xiang Youyou saw a young man of medium figure and medium appearance standing opposite him, holding his fists and bowing: "Xiang Youyou, Xiang Family."

When the young man saw such a beautiful woman as Xiang Youyou, his eyes lit up and he bowed: "Tang Sanshao, Tang Sect, please give me advice."

"please!"

As the referee announced the start of the game, Tang Sanshao immediately shot out three plum blossom darts, and the finished plum blossom dart shot towards Xiang You in a silhouette.

"Good come!" Xiang Youyou shouted, dodged three plum blossom darts, and rushed towards Tang San Shao quickly, but Tang San Shao's body was extremely flexible. He quickly retreated and shot a hidden weapon to prevent Xiang Youyou from approaching.

Faced with this agile opponent who likes to use hidden weapons, Xiang Youyou had no choice but to avoid, chase, dodge, and pursue, and then pursue, just wait for Major General Tang San to shoot light, and she won.

At that time.

The script continued as Xiang Youyou wanted. Although Tang Sanshao had many hidden weapons, there were inevitably times when there was no supplement.

Xiang Youyou has a lot of experience. Any hidden weapons that Tang San Shao shoots out will be kicked off the ring while moving. In this way, even if Mr. Tang San wants to pick up the hidden weapons that are shot out from the ground, he can't.

More than two minutes passed, and the hidden weapon on Tang San Shao finally shot out. Xiang Youyou punched him on the spot. He saw Tang San Shao bent down and kneeling on the ground with his stomach covered his stomach.

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, Xiang Youyou took two steps back and said, "You are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

"Abstaining the defeat?" Tang San Shao suddenly showed a strange smile: "Miss Xiang is the one who wants to admit defeat! Are you still trying to do your best now?"

"What?" Xiang Youyou was shocked. He felt his internal strength, but he was puzzled and found that there was no problem, and there was no abnormality in his body. He frowned: "What are you kidding?"

"Kidding?" Young Master Tang San got up from the ground and laughed: "I've hit my soft muscles and I don't have the strength to fight anymore? But you can still stand now, which is beyond my expectations."

Xiang Youyou looked helpless: "Idiot."

After going up and hit his nose with a heavy punch, Tang San Shao suddenly had blood in his nose and fell to the ground, his head buzzing, and he looked at Xiang Youyou in shock: "You...you were not hit!?"

"I don't know what you are talking about? You really used Soft Jin San?" Xiang Youyou felt that his opponent was too 'two', so he could have taken the wrong medicine, right?

"How is that possible!? I obviously..." Tang Sanshao immediately took out a small porcelain bottle and saw the words written on it - Golden Sore Medicine.

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