"In addition, since Tianning Group and Pingning Group are the biggest competition in this competition, how can the two of them take the last move?"

Lu Zixuan glanced at Ning Tianze, and then looked at Lin Xuan.

"Of course there is no problem." Ning Tianze laughed proudly.

Lin Xuan also nodded and chuckled.

"Okay, let me leave the rest to you." Lu Zixuan said to the host next to her, and then sat back in her seat.

After all, this is their home court, and there is no need to tell all the rules and procedures.

The host quickly bowed and nodded, then held the microphone and said, "For the remaining 52 companies, please send your representatives to the stage to draw your own order of appearance. Whoever draws the number one sign, whoever invites the helper will be the first to go on stage to challenge Mr. Dong."

So each company came out of a representative, walked onto the ring, and lined up to draw lots.

After all the bamboo sticks were removed, a man raised the bamboo stick in his hand and shouted: "We are the first one!"

The host nodded and said, "Okay, then next, let Longtao Company send your fighters!"

Everyone walked on.

Then a man with a tall body and dark skin walked onto the ring.

He walked to the opposite of Dong Shengsong, glanced at Dong Shengsong's old appearance, and couldn't help but sneer: "You've got such an old bone, so don't bother about these things anymore, right?"

For these ancient martial arts masters who participated in the competition, since they plan to leave the mountain sect that is escaping from the world and choose to join the world, it is best to show themselves well, especially with so many business tycoons watching.

Therefore, he needs to show his arrogance to attract some business tycoons with the right taste.

But obviously, he picked the wrong person.

Dong Shengsong's expression did not change at all, but the people below the audience changed slightly.

Except for those who are in a company represented by the dark man, the others are gloating.

Who are you not good to provoke? You have to provoke Miss Lu’s bodyguard?

Even if you beat him, Miss Lu would not be willing to give you ten million and the development rights of that development zone.

Respect the other person, no matter what aspect, it is the most basic etiquette.

Lin Xuan leaned lazily on the chair, with a playful curve raised on the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this asking for death in front of the former number one ancient martial arts?"

Luo Xiangming's face changed slightly when he heard the "No. 1 Ancient Martial Artsman" he said.

At this time, the referee on the ring waved his hand and the competition had already begun.

"Hmph, my name is Bi Si. Old guy... but remember this name well!"

Death... Oh no, Bi Si snorted coldly, stomped his feet suddenly, and his body was like an arrow from a string, flying towards Dong Shengsong.

Whoever is confident that he will not have any real skills in taking on this competition?

Bi Si swung his right fist quickly and violently, hitting Dong Shengsong's face.

If you are hit this time, even a strong young man will definitely be hit by this punch!

However, Dong Shengsong seemed to have no intention of hiding at all.

Just as everyone was about to exclaim, Dong Shengsong seemed to have reacted. He moved his feet and, on one side of his body, "passed by" the iron fist with extremely accurate accuracy!

Actually... escaped?!

Bi Si's eyes shrank slightly. He really didn't expect that an elderly person could react so quickly.

But even if you react quickly, your strength is not something that an old man can compare with!

However, just as he was about to change his move, Dong Shengsong seemed to have no intention of stabilizing himself after dodging his punch. Then he directly raised his right foot and kicked Bi Si's left face!

Bang!!

Bi Si's eyes were dizzy, and the scorching pain from his left face gnawed on his nerves, making him scream when he was kicked into the air.

In the end, he fell hard outside the ring, and several teeth mixed with a pool of blood and fell.

From Bi Si's start to punch now, the whole process has only been more than ten seconds.

It can be said that the winner has been decided in the flash of lightning.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone's eyes were trembling violently, looking at Dong Shengsong, who was still as immovable as a pine tree on the ring in horror.

"He... how did he do it?" An ancient martial arts master's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little fear that he shouldn't have.

"Such fast reaction speed and physical coordination... It is impossible to practice without ten or eight years of patient training!" Another ancient martial arts master gritted his teeth.

Indeed, many people can see that Dong Shengsong was standing sideways, and the right script should be used to transfer body position and stabilize the center of gravity, but in the next second, he kicked it out!

Generally speaking, even after special reaction training, in this case, the first reaction will only kick out the left foot that is freed, rather than the right foot that only supports the center of gravity.

It's like a penalty kick in a football game. When an athlete wants to shoot, one foot will always support himself and the other foot will shoot.

In order to shake the goalkeeper, they usually exercise their feet flexibility and change the direction of the football flying out, so that the goalkeeper cannot stop it.

However, no athlete will suddenly turn this foot that is only used to support into a foot that is used to shoot when he is about to shoot.

To do this, you need extremely high-intensity special training, and spending time to fade away your instinct reactions, forcing this method into your own habit or instinct reactions.

And Dong Shengsong, who they didn't take seriously at first, did this!

For a moment, the ancient martial arts masters in the audience were panic.

They thought that winning this competition would be effortless, and even if Mr. Dong was a little real, it would only take some time and effort.

But now it seems... they have met a real "master"!

Seeing this scene, Ning Tianze couldn't help but ask Li Duanfeng: "Brother Li, is this man a great guy?"

Li Duanfeng looked at Dong Shengsong's back deeply and nodded solemnly.

"This..." Ning Tianze hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak out, but was interrupted by Li Duanfeng raising his hand.

Li Duanfeng said lightly: "Don't worry, although I couldn't use the move he just now, it wouldn't be that easy if he met me!"

"That's good, that's good..." Ning Tianze finally felt relieved.

Looking down at the stage, Bi Si endured the huge pain and stood up. Looking at Dong Shengsong on the stage, his eyes full of humiliation and reluctance.

He knew that he lost completely in this competition and his opponent was a master who was hidden.

But this does not mean that he will let this person go!

"Hey! Dead old man! If you have the ability, leave your name behind!"

Bi Si's eyes were so cruel that he seemed to have completely forgotten where this was.

Dong Shengsong raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold light appeared in his old eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life.

"The old man named Dong Shengsong, and he was given the name - Dong Hu!"
Chapter completed!