The system takes me to pretend

Quanzhou lost in the first game of defending the ring, which surprised everyone in the audience.

Many people know Lu Sandong and have seen Lu Sandong's strength. In everyone's eyes, Lu Sandong should be 100% sure to win against Koreans.

Unexpectedly, the final result was surprising.

In the Anzhou camp, a delicate and ethereal woman on the competition table frowned, a little displeased: "Lu Sandong is also a leader in the early stage of congenital. He has practiced martial arts for decades and has so much experience. It's a disgrace to the Koreans who punch."

"Miss, that's not an ordinary Xinyi Liuhe boxing. Koreans have incorporated taekwondo kung fu into it, and it's very explosive." A burly man next to him explained.

"Xinyi Liuhequan is a Chinese martial arts culture. It's a shame to be practiced so proficiently by a Korean."

"Then what are the chances of Brother Hai winning against this Korean?" Liu Qingxue smiled.

Xu Hai had a black line on his face: "Miss, aren't you mocking me? This Korean is only at the early stage of congenital. If I make a move, I can defeat him within three moves."

"Don't talk big, it would be embarrassing if you lose." Liu Qingxue covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "Although my Liu family is not a super family in Jinling Province, it is one of the best martial arts families in Dandong City. If it wasn't for Bai Feng's relationship with the Su family, and to visit the Liu family in the name of the Su family, I would have been lazy to come here for a mere leadership competition."

"Miss, don't be so loud. It's not good for people to hear. Since we promised Bai Feng, we can't break our word." Xu Hai glanced at Bai Feng in front of him and reminded with a wry smile.

Liu Qingxue opened her mouth, but didn't say much on this topic.

She turned behind her, her eyes fell on an old man who was sleeping on the table, and she couldn't help frowning slightly: "Old Fu, you fell asleep again."

With that said, she was about to wake up the old man.

Xu Hai hurriedly stopped Liu Qingxue: "Miss, let Mr. Fu take a break. When he was escorting Liu's convoy last year, he was accidentally bitten by a mutated sleepy bug. Even though the poison was cured, his body was also affected a lot. I love to doze off."

"Okay." Liu Qingxue rolled her eyes helplessly, and said: "If there is any difficult opponent later, we must wake up Mr. Fu. As a peak innate ancient warrior, he is our greatest reliance."

"Understood." Xu Hai nodded in response, but there was a burst of disbelief in his heart.

What kind of difficult opponents can appear in this kind of pediatric competition?

When the two were talking, the Koreans on the competition stage once again designated Quanzhou for the duel.

Challenging Quanzhou twice in a row made Wang Chengtian's face turn green.

He looked back at the competition seats and found that although the horse soldiers came back, they did not find Su Hao.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Chengtian could only let the horsemen take the stage.

The ending was even worse than that of Lu Sandong. Ma Bing was brutally abused and stepped off the stage less than 1 minute after he came on stage, losing the game.

There is no way, Ma Bing is only a half-step innate, and he is not an opponent of Koreans in the early days of innateness.

So far, Quanzhou's total score is minus 2 points, and Golden State has already scored 2 points.

On the second floor of Anhe Underground Plaza, Hou Long and others in the spectator seats had extremely ugly faces.

Quanzhou has already lost two rounds, if he loses another round, he will miss the position of leader.

They moved their eyes and landed on Quanzhou's competition seat, but they couldn't find Su Hao at all.

As expected, without Su Hao, Quan Zhou couldn't win at all.

Not only Quanzhou's side, but even the whole audience were a little unhappy.

They are all Chinese, and it is unbearable to watch a Korean act arrogantly here.

He Biao, the boss on Jinzhou Road, didn't take it seriously, showing a smug smile.

In his eyes, only victory is the most important thing. As for the nationality of the person sent to the field, it doesn't matter to him.

On the Anzhou side, Bai Feng, who was sitting in the boss seat, showed a serious look, and snapped his fingers at Xu Hai behind him, as if he wanted him to come on stage to clean up the Koreans.

But at this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the Yizhou camp.

"Let a piece of rubbish from Bangzi Kingdom be proud, Wang Chengtian, what kind of rubbish are you sending out from Quanzhou?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Song Xiong at the banquet of the big bosses in Yizhou with a disdainful expression, and the expression of ridicule was revealed between his brows.

Wang Chengtian was furious: "Song Xiong, what do you mean by riding a horse?"

"It's not interesting, since you Quanzhou can't take this trash off the stage, let us Yizhou do it." Song Xiong stood up and said with his head held high.

On Jinzhou's side, He Biao, who was at the big boss table, pinched his chin and glanced at Song Xiong with great interest.

"Song Xiong, it sounds like you can defeat the people I send at any time?"

Song Xiong dismissed it with disdain: "Of course, otherwise, why should I talk to you?"

"Oh, then I want to see how much your Yizhou contestants weigh." He Biao winked at the Koreans, who nodded slightly, pointing to Yizhou as the opponent.

Most of the audience cast their eyes on Yizhou, wanting to know who Song Xiong will send to the stage.

Facing the gathering of countless gazes, Song Xiong was still proud.

He turned around, bowed to a certain seat on the competition booth and said respectfully: "Brother Bao, please do it!"

The Yizhou spectators on the second and third floors of Anhe Underground Plaza stood up one after another and shouted in unison: "Brother Leopard..."

The deafening sound startled many people. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that some important person had come.

For the Anzhou camp, Xu Hai's expression froze, and he looked at a certain seat in Yizhou in amazement.

Behind him, Fu Zhong, who had been dozing off all the time, froze and raised his head abruptly.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Liu Qingxue felt baffled: "Old Fu, Brother Hai, what's wrong with you?"

"There are masters!" Haige squinted his eyes, nervous.

Fu Zhong also nodded, his face full of dignity.

Bai Feng, who was at the feast of the big bosses in Anzhou, could not help but feel a lump in his heart when he heard what the two of them said.

Just as he was about to ask something, he saw a figure wearing a mask jumping out from the Yizhou competition seats, his speed was as fast as lightning, like a demon king descending from the sky with lightning speed.

"boom!"

The competition platform shook for a while, and the dust was blown up, and a figure could be vaguely seen.

When the dust dissipated, everyone took a closer look again, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

On the competition stage, there was one more person quietly.

Centering on the place where this person was standing, within one meter of the surrounding area, there were cracks like spider webs on the ground.

Xu Hai stared at the figure on the competition stage, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Peak innate?!"

Hearing these words, Liu Qingxue's pretty face was finally moved as if struck by lightning.

On today's earth where spiritual power is scarce, it is extremely difficult to progress through the journey of ancient martial arts. There are countless martial arts practitioners, but few have truly reached the innate peak, let alone the masters of the transformation realm, the extreme realm of heaven, and even the gods of the gods. .

Fu Zhong, who was behind her, had practiced all her life, and it was only by chance that she stepped into the innate peak.

Anyone who has stepped into the peak of innate talent is a genius, as long as they are given a little time, they will definitely become the master of transformation and become the overlord of a party.

I thought that there wouldn't be any masters in this leadership competition, but I didn't expect that there would be a congenital peak powerhouse in Yizhou.

Things are in trouble!

Under everyone's horrified eyes, Ning Bao looked down at the Korean with his hands behind his back.

"Are you admitting defeat, or are you dying on the stage?"

The faint voice fell, filled with endless chill, making the temperature on the competition stage seem to drop.

The Korean couldn't help shivering, only feeling an inexplicable trembling in his body.

Although the middle-aged man in front of him couldn't see his specific strength, he could tell from his condescending gaze that he was definitely not a soft persimmon.

At the Jinzhou boss table, He Biao couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.

Han Yi has never shown any fear since he appeared on the stage. However, when Ning Bao appeared, he could see a hint of timidity from Han Yi's expression.

There is no doubt that Ning Bao's strength is much more terrifying than imagined.

On the competition stage, there is no contempt in the eyes of Koreans, only dignified and serious.

"Please!"

He made a polite movement, and immediately took a step forward. The dark force on his fist quickly gathered, flickering continuously, and even his whole body was covered with a layer of dark force.

When approaching Ning Bao, he made a horizontal fist, stepping on his left foot to relieve the danger, then rushed into his right foot, and punched out with his right fist, just like shooting an arrow.

This punch came out mixed with the momentum of the river's water rushing to the bank, which looked like a cannon but not a cannon.

"Paoquan, one of Xinyi Liuhe Quan?" When the danger came, Ning Bao was unmoved, but instead sneered: "The real Paoquan is to bend your steps to pick the top, stretch your skills, and your body is small, attacking inwards. Your Paoquan There are still a few more years to practice.”

After saying that, he raised his hand and punched him in the same way.

This fist of his has the courage to pounce on food, the momentum to sit on a nest, the fierceness of jumping, and the ability to cross mountains.

A powerful force of dark energy circled and stretched on the fist, and the breath of air seemed to be able to contain everything.

"Crack!"

The two fists faced each other, and there was a sound of bone breaking.

"what!"

Accompanied by Han Yi's miserable scream, his fist was directly smashed by Ning Bao, and even his entire arm was broken.

"call out!"

While Han Yi was retreating, Ning Bao stepped on the ground and shot out like a cannonball. He raised his foot high and landed hard on the opponent.

"boom!"

The sound like a boulder hitting the ground resounded through the gymnasium, and the whole body of Han Yi was thrown outside the competition arena, his body sank deeply in the ground, and his spine was already broken.

Punch and kick!
Koreans are dead!

The whole place was dead silent!
Everyone watched this scene together, their throats seemed to be stuck, and they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it, as if they had lost their voice.

On the competition stage, Ning Bao shook his head and sneered with his hands behind his back.

"Garbage is garbage. I think I'm invincible after learning a little bit of three-legged cat skills."

After muttering, he stood proudly in the center of the competition arena, his eyes swept across the audience, and there was an incomparable arrogance in his eyes.

"Who else wants to fight me?"

"Come up!"