This time, his tone also became serious, reminding: "Taoist Master, be careful next time, I am going to use my true skills!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tiema Liu approached Ke Wen again in the blink of an eye and punched him directly.
Ke Wen took action to resist.
But this time after the fists and palms met, an explosive force suddenly rose from Tie Maliu's fist.
After a muffled sound of 'bang', Ke Wen's palm was flipped aside.
Tie Maliu took the opportunity to bully him and punched Ke Wen again at the empty door on his chest.
However, his attack, which he had planned for a long time, suddenly fell into the air.
However, Ke Wen lost his coolness, and his figure suddenly started to move, accelerating backwards and widening the distance. He was no longer as graceful as before.
Tiema Liu, as a bit player with a name, surname, and appearance scenes, Ke Wen already has the memory information of the opponent.
Whether it's the opponent's through-arm fist, or the layer of golden bell, or even the layer of 'King Kong Power' on Iron Horse's hand that can spread out as an attack, or even detonate.
Ke Wen knew all the other party's methods.
Ke Wen had been dodging for a long time because Iron Horse hadn't used his true skills yet.
Now that the opponent has finally added that invisible layer of 'Vajra Power' to his attack, and he has personally experienced it, Ke Wen feels that this competition can be over.
But before Ke Wen could make any move, Tiema Liu spoke again.
Looking at Ke Wen with some pride, the iron horse said with a posture: "How is it? Do you feel that my attack is strange? But I won't tell you. If you want to know, just continue to experience it for yourself!"
After saying that, Iron Horse charged forward again.
However, he immediately stopped and his eyes widened.
But it was because Ke Wen actually pushed his palm forward in advance, causing a ball of Qi visible to the naked eye to fly out of his palm.
The first time he saw Qituan, Tie Maliu instantly flashed the names of many moves in his mind.
But no matter what the move is called, it all represents the danger of Qi Tuan.
Therefore, Tiema Liu hurriedly stopped, and out of caution, he immediately shouted: "Golden Bell Cover!"
A layer of golden light instantly covered Tiema Liu's body, turning him into a golden little man.
The next moment.
boom!
The Qi Tuan exploded just as Tie Maliu had predicted.
The shock wave stirred up a large amount of smoke and dust, temporarily covering Tiema Liu's entire figure.
However, this also followed the law of 'smoke does not harm'. When the smoke and dust began to disperse, the golden iron horse was not damaged at all.
Before the smoke and dust cleared, Iron Horse's proud voice came out: "Useless little Taoist Priest! My golden body is indestructible. No matter how much energy you waste, it still won't work. Damn it! Where are the people?"
Tie Maliu's pride turned into consternation, because Ke Wen's figure had disappeared before his eyes.
Just when Tiemaliu subconsciously turned his head to look for it, he suddenly felt that his feet were imprisoned.
When he lowered his head, he immediately discovered a pair of snow-white slender palms.
Before he could recover, a pulling force suddenly appeared.
Bang!
Before Tiema Liu had time to use the 'thousand catty pendant', his body suddenly fell forward. Fortunately, he used his hands to support him to the ground, so he didn't fall into a dog-gnawing position.
At this time, behind Tiema Liu.
Kewen slowly stood up from his bent position.
He grabbed Iron Horse's ankles with both hands, lifted him up like a green onion, and then stretched his hands to the left and right.
"Hey hey hey! What are you doing!"
Tiemaliu struggled hard and even wanted to turn over.
But Kewen's hands were very strong and completely restricted the opponent's struggling movements.
When he stretched the iron horse into a "Y" character, Ke Wen raised the corner of his mouth and slowly raised his right knee.
Under the watchful eyes of many onlookers, Ke Wen stepped on Tie Maliu's lifeblood with his cloth shoes with Qian Na soles.
He pushed the soles of his shoes left and right, gradually increasing the force, and said with a smile: "Donor, do you surrender?"
"Then the donor will surrender?" Ke Wen kept moving.
"Damn it! Are you capable of fighting like this?! Let me go!"
Tie Maliu continued to scream, and at the same time, listening to the roar of laughter from around the stands, Tie Maliu couldn't help but blush, even the golden light on his body could not hide it.
Ke Wen paid no attention to Iron Horse's words. He rubbed the soles of his shoes and said slowly with a smile: "Although I don't know where the door of the 'golden bell' on the donor's body is, but if the donor continues to be stubborn, I'm afraid that
It will leave a bad shadow, so donor, please admit defeat as soon as possible."
"Damn it! You are so evil and you are so unbecoming of a human being!!!"
Tie Maliu shouted anxiously: "Let me go! My cover door is not there! It's useless if you step on it! Hurry up, let me go!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The laughter from the stands was even louder.
Ke Wen shook his hands to stop Iron Horse from turning his back, and then he increased the strength on his feet.
While chasing him, he continued: "Are you really not going to admit defeat? Please give up and continue. Even if the donor is not injured, it will probably affect your future search for a partner, right?"
"Then you should let me go!"
Tie Maliu's voice even had a hint of crying: "You are evil! If you dare, we will fight with real swords and guns! What are your dirty methods?"
"Why……"
Ke Wen sighed with compassion, and then said: "Donor, actually I am doing it for your own good, because I have the means to break through the golden bell on the donor."
Tiema Liu roared in grief and anger again: "Then you should just let me go!"
Ke Wen shook his head, and with a thought, added the magical properties of 'Hum Ha Er Qi' to his feet.
Invisible vibrations occur.
Ke Wen said to Tiemaliu, who suddenly stiffened, "Does the donor feel it?"
Without waiting for the other party to respond, Ke Wen continued with a smile and said slowly: "This is a discussion, so the poor Taoist will not really hurt the donor's descendants, but the donor will think about it seriously. Once the poor Taoist increases his intensity, the donor will not be able to do anything."
If there is any unsightly reaction..."
After a pause, Ke Wen laughed very sinisterly and said: "In that case, the donor's life will be ruined..."
"surrender!"
Tie Maliu's whole body trembled, and he felt the body's natural reaction becoming more and more clear, and he screamed loudly in fear.
"Surrender, surrender! I'm so fucking giving up! Please stop me right now!!!"
Ke Wen nodded slowly with satisfaction, retracted his right foot with a smile, and then released his hands, letting the iron horse's legs fall to the ground.
After a soft "bang" sound, the iron horse jumped out crawling and rolling, and then turned around and stared at Ke Wen with great grief and anger.
With a smile, Ke Wen raised his hand to seal, saluted slightly, then turned to the referee in the stands and asked: "Fellow Taoist, did Pindao win?"
The referee who was asked looked strange. He coughed slightly and then announced loudly: "Ding Zhuque's team! The winner is Kevin Quinn!"
It is not customary for the referee to mention Ke Wen’s apprenticeship, perhaps because he is afraid that Ke Wen’s behavior will disgrace the sect.
At this time, screams sounded.
The girls in the stands screamed and cheered. They didn't care what Kewen's methods were, as long as Kewen continued to maintain the image of a handsome young man.
The men burst into laughter. Taking into account Ke Wen's image, temperament and even his reputation as a teacher, the men did not comment too wildly.
Everyone just tacitly talked about Ke Wen's good fighting EQ and so on.
In the field.
Tiema Liu had already stood up in embarrassment.
Although he was unwilling to do so, the referee declared him a failure.
Therefore, he glared at Ke Wen angrily, said "Just wait and see," and then rushed out of the stadium gate in a hurry and shame.
Ke Wen didn't take it seriously.
He put his hands in the wide cuffs of his robe, kept a smile on his face, and walked slowly outside the arena.
And his immortal gesture once again aroused a burst of nymphomaniacal screams from women...
"Hahahahaha..."
As soon as he walked out of the arena, Feng Xingtong came up to him bursting with laughter.
Feng Xingtong even burst into tears with laughter, and smiled at Kewen: "Sister, brother-in-law! You are so funny, hahaha! How did you come up with the idea of using that trick to make Tiema Liu admit defeat?"
"Keep your voice down!"
Feng Shayan's pretty face turned red. After he punched his younger brother, he said helplessly to Kewen: "It's true! You are so embarrassing!"
"have what."
Ke Wen smiled calmly and said: "As long as I can win, that's fine."
"Yep!"
Feng Xingtong suppressed his laughter and helped, nodding his head and saying: "As long as you can win, that's fine. Brother-in-law has only been practicing in the mountains for a year. If you don't use some fighting wisdom, wouldn't it be very hard?"
Hearing this, Feng Shayan glared at her younger brother angrily.
…
Before I knew it, it was getting late.
The whole day of qualifying finally ended, with a total of thirty-two contestants advancing.
All winners were reconvened in front of the drawing table.
The old Heavenly Master stood on the stage with his hands folded, looking around the thirty-two people before nodding with satisfaction.
He spoke in a kind voice: "Congratulations everyone, the next competition will be conducted in a one-on-one situation. Now you come to draw the list of opponents."
The drawing of lots for the thirty-two people was quickly completed.
Next, the Heavenly Master said some words of encouragement, and then arranged for the disciples to send everyone to the guest room to rest.
At this time, people who knew each other gathered together and asked each other who their opponents would be tomorrow.
"Brother-in-law, who is your opponent tomorrow?"
Feng Xingtong took out his own note and said: "My opponent is Deng Youfu from the Northeast."
Ke Wen took out the paper sign and showed it: "My opponent is Jia Zhengliang."
"I am Zhijinhua." Feng Shayan also showed it.
"Fortunately, we didn't suffer internal friction in the first round." Feng Xingtong breathed a sigh of relief.