Urban Giants God of War

Monk Sancong launched a fierce attack on Li Shiyan as soon as he came up, but no one was optimistic about him.

Because his moves have no rules at all, it looks like a rampage, not to mention the power for the time being, it just doesn't look good at all.

This doesn't look like a martial artist, this is a reckless man!
Li Shiyan frowned slightly, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes. Although he seemed to be a very elegant and easy-going person, in fact, those who knew him well knew how arrogant he was.

He casually fiddled with the strings of the qin, only to hear a clang, and an invisible and colorless energy shot out from the long qin, heading straight for Monk San Cong.

Bang!
A faint muffled sound sounded, and the smile on the corner of Li Shiyan's mouth became stronger. This monk San Cong was as weak as he expected, not as good as the two previous opponents.

At least the two previous opponents knew how to dodge, but this monk Sancong didn't even seem to have the will to dodge.

"Oh, another idiot."

Li Shiyan said softly, and then plucked the strings with his fingers again.

Zheng!
The energy hit Monk San Cong again, but this time, Li Shiyan felt that something was wrong, because his energy hit Monk San Cong, and the other party seemed to be indifferent, feeling nothing at all.

"What a thick-skinned fellow!"

Li Shiyan looked like he was having a headache, and with a slight sweep of his body, he retreated a few meters away, and at the same time, he hooked his fingers on the strings to accumulate strength for a while, and then flicked them out.

Zheng!
This time, the sound of the piano was very loud and powerful, and even revealed colors and shapes visible to the naked eye.

It was a blade spinning in mid-air. Although it was transparent, at least everyone could see it.

As you can see, this means that Monk Sancong can also see it, but he still didn't dodge and continued to chase Li Shiyan on a rampage.

Li Shiyan's previous attack was invisible to ordinary people, so it is understandable not to avoid it.

But this time his attack became more powerful, so he could already be seen, but Monk San Cong still didn't dodge, which is a bit unreasonable.

"This monk, I'm afraid he is a fool!"

"I think he doesn't understand martial arts at all, he doesn't even have any basic skills."

"These days, anyone can participate in the martial arts tournament, and this kind of rubbish can also appear on the stage. It's ridiculous."

"I can only say that anyone who has a dream is amazing!"

The audience was full of ridicule and sarcasm towards Monk Sancong, but on the stage of the competition, Li Shiyan put away his contempt and disdain for Monk Sancong.

Just because he discovered that the other party is not as simple as it seems, it's too fucking hard!
Li Shiyan found that there was no difference between hitting the opponent's body and hitting the air with his attack.

And in a blink of an eye, the distance between Monk Sancong and Li Shiyan has shrunk a bit, and he is about to come to Li Shiyan.

Li Shiyan is not good at melee combat, so he still uses his light body skills and exquisite footwork to dodge, so as to distance himself from Monk Sancong.

He wanted to continue kiting Monk San Cong, even though he knew that his attack would not hurt Monk San Cong, but he still had to persevere, because besides that, he had no other way to defeat him.

But at this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Monk San Cong's buried face, and he muttered: "It's now."

After saying this, Monk San Cong suddenly increased his speed, at least three times faster than before.

Li Shiyan didn't have time to react to his sudden acceleration, he just watched Monk San Cong running in front of him and punching himself with a fist.

Monk Sancong's punch was simple and unpretentious, to put it bluntly, it had no sense of beauty at all, just like a gangster fighting in the street, raising his fist to hit his opponent.

But no one thought that the erratic and coquettish Li Shiyan would not escape the punch.

Monk San Cong's fist hit Li Shiyan hard on the chest.

Bang!
This punch directly made Li Shiyan vomit blood and kneel on the ground.

Li Shiyan really wanted to find an excuse for himself, but he couldn't find it. At this moment, he realized that the little monk in front of him, although he looked stupid, was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Accepted, Li benefactor."

Monk Sancong clasped his hands together.

Li Shiyan let out a snort from his nose, and said unwillingly but helplessly: "You are very strong, I underestimated you."

After saying this, he staggered down the stage.

Obviously, Li Shiyan, who had won five games in a row, was defeated by Monk Sancong, which surprised most people and made them feel unconvinced.

"What, I think this little monk is rough-skinned and thick-skinned. In terms of real strength, Li Shiyan has to be stronger."

"That's right. A place like Wulongyuan can still teach masters? Comparing Changqin School with Wulongyuan, it's like one is in the sky and the other is underground!"

"Hey, to put it bluntly, this little monk is still taking advantage. Li Shiyan has already played several games in a row, and his physical strength must be exhausted."

"Yeah, that makes sense. Under the same conditions, he wouldn't be Li Shiyan's opponent."

Everyone thinks that Monk San Cong is invincible.

Lin Hao curled his lips in disdain. He has seen such people a lot. His own strength is average, but he is unwilling to admit the opponent's strength when facing a strong one.

Lin Hao didn't say anything, because he believed that Monk Sancong would use his strength to prove himself.

The facts were similar to what Lin Hao thought. After defeating Li Shiyan, Monk San Cong won ten games in a row.

And they won the opponent without any effort.

This made Lin Hao look at Monk Sancong with admiration.

After observing Monk San Cong, Lin Hao could tell that San Cong had not been well taught in martial arts, but he was really talented, with thick skin, incomparable strength, and extremely fast reaction , the degree of sensitivity far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Even Lin Hao had to admit that this is a prodigy who practiced martial arts, a piece of rough jade.

At this time, the doubts and contempt for Monk Sancong in the audience disappeared. After all, Sancong won ten games in a row, which has surpassed most of the people present.

They are only curious about one thing now, and that is who can end Monk San Cong's winning streak.

Soon, however, they got their answer.

Because, the abbot of Tianlong Temple, Master Mingdeng, actually challenged Monk Sancong.