Chapter 11, the first scene

First, there are two groups, one is Gao Kun and a teenager in the late realm of copper skin, and the other two are teenagers in the late realm of copper skin. Long Huaijian and Tong Kun were referees. Each looked at a group. Tie Lao, because of his integrity, the whole village agreed to let him notarize.

Over the years, although every martial arts competition in Guhu Town has to be selected, in fact, Gao Kun and Longhuaqiu have participated in the competition as representatives of Feilongzhuang. Gao Kun and Longhua's ball martial arts have long reached the middle stage of iron bone, and now they have reached the late stage of iron bone. Usually, they regard themselves as superiors and competing with these brothers is just a show. Who can take away this place in their hands?

Hearing his name, Gao Kun pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and seemed to smile. He slowly walked out of the queue and entered a circle on the left.

In the circle, there has long stood a teenager who is younger than Gao Kun. The teenager is dressed in a gray cardigan, sleeveless, and slightly black as iron. It looks like the copper skin realm has reached the time of great success in the later period. His martial arts level was not as high as Gao Kun, so he did not dare to come out slowly like Gao Kun. Instead, as soon as he heard the call himself, he immediately ran into the circle.

"Brother Gao, please show mercy." Seeing Gao Kun enter the circle, the gray-shirted teenager bowed respectfully to Gao Kun.

"It doesn't matter. You can attack, and I have my own measure." Gao Kun only slipped through the gray-shirted teenager, then turned to look at other places, waved his hand and said carelessly.

Extreme neglect!

"That's offended." The gray-shirted teenager's face was still respectful and did not change at all. However, as soon as Gao Kun's words fell, his body suddenly jumped forward and punched out. He took it out to Gao Kun's chest like a dragon going to sea. He was so urgent that although he was dressed in a short shirt, the corners of his shirt were blown back by the wind and crackling.

Gao Kun smiled slightly and raised the corners of his mouth. He did not dodge. Facing the coming of the gray-shirted teenager, he took a step forward, punched with one hand, and beat the chest of the gray-shirted teenager. This punch was as fast as wind and thunder, and then came first. When the gray-shirted teenager's fists were still half an arm away from Gao Kun's waist, Gao Kun's fist had reached the chest of the gray-shirted teenager.

The fist passed and brought a whirlwind. Before the fist arrived, the wind had blown the hair of the gray-shirted teenager and flew back.

The gray-shirted teenager's face changed, and his hurried fists were hurriedly repaired, turning his hands crossed and set on his chest.

Gao Kun's offensive changed rapidly, his fist turned into a palm, and his speed accelerated again. Under the eyes of the gray-shirted teenager, he had already held it hard at the intersection of his hands.

The gray-shirted teenager only felt a surge of force, holding himself up, and his feet couldn't help floating up and drifting back until he floated out of the circle.

Standing outside the circle, the gray-shirted teenager's face has become extremely ugly. He knew that there was a gap between his martial arts and Gao Kun's martial arts, but he never thought that the gap was so big. Before he took a move, he was lightly pushed out of the circle. Looking at Gao Kun's appearance, it seemed that this was not a martial arts competition, but ordinary them. Teachers and brothers practice their skills, but there is an understatement in their seriousness.

"The first game, Gao Kun won!" Long Huaijian announced the result, and he also looked a little relieved. The stronger Gao Kun's martial arts skills are, the happier Long Huaijian will be. This is not only because Gao Kun is his disciple, but also because the higher Gao Kun's martial arts skills, the more he can compete for a better ranking in the game in Guhu Town.

Gao Kun's smile on his face remained unchanged. At this time, he held his fist around and then returned to his original position.

Everyone can't imagine that the gap between a martial artist in the realm of copper skin and Gao Kun's martial arts seems to be the difference between heaven and earth. Between his hands and feet, Gao Kun has pushed the gray-shirted teenager out of the circle. It seems that even the power of blowing dust has not been used.

All the teenagers in the copper skin realm who have not yet played at this time are secretly praying that they will not be drawn into a group with Gao Kun and Longhuaqiu, which is not to absorb experience and broaden their horizons, but to be hit.

The two in the second group are teenagers in the later realm of copper skin. They have studied martial arts for the same time, and their accumulation is similar. Their levels are equal, and their strength is equal. At this time, they are falling into a bitter battle. They only hear the crackling sound of their hands and feet when they meet, and they are very happy in the battle.

Both the onlookers and the teenagers in various copper skin realms are interested in this battle. In the game between Gao Kun and the gray-shirted teenager, the war was over before his eyes blinked. Although it showed Gao Kun's power, the audience was boring. As the saying goes, insiders watch the doorway, and laymen watch the bustle. These people who have not learned martial arts, or just go to the copper skin realm, can't understand Gao Kun's power. Naturally, they still like to watch such fists and feet, just like iron bars intersect, and the sound of crackling is like setting off firecrackers.

After another tea time, a black-shirted teenager in the circle was weaker and had a little poor strength. After a long fight, he was finally exhausted. Inadvertently, he was punched in the chest by a teenager in a yellow shirt, screamed in pain, staggered back, and finally withdrew from the circle. After a hard battle, the yellow-shirted teenager finally won a place to participate in the top 16 competition.

Next, there are two pairs, one of which is Longhua ball and a master of copper skin in the later stage, and the other pair is two copper skin late realms. The situation was the same as at the beginning. Longhua Ball, like Gao Kun, pulled his opponent out of the circle with only one move. However, he was more domineering than Gao Kun. After his opponent was pushed out of the circle, one arm seemed to have been dislocated by others. He only hung on his side and did not dare to move. Obviously, it was the attack of Longhua Ball. He has been injured.

Although these two people are talking about martial arts with their younger brothers in the copper skin realm, in fact, they also have a comparison between them. They all want to see if they use fewer tricks than the other party and defeat the opponent faster than the other party.

The other group is two warriors in the late realm of copper skin. After a long time, they finally won the winner. The winner was a tragic victory, but the loser was glorious. Both of them were beaten with blue eyes and looked like pig's head. After that, both were tired and out of breath and almost lay down. The loser did not have the strength to droop, but the winner did not have the strength to cheer.

Long Fei did not watch around the game like others, but sat cross-legged in the corner of the martial arts field, and the bronze head sat next to him. Only when Gao Kun and Long Huaqiu played, did he look up. When the others came on the court, he was too lazy to look up.

The next two groups are bronze head and a warrior in the late realm of copper skin, Long Fei and another martial artist in the later realm of copper skin. Among these two pairs, due to the hard-working cultivation of copper head in the past few months, the martial arts have finally entered the middle realm of iron bone, and Gao Kun are only one step away to win. A warrior in the late realm of copper skin is also willing to raise his hand. As for Long Fei, although it is still the initial state of iron bone, it will not be too difficult to win a medium-term state of copper skin.

Hearing that he finally called his name, Long Fei woke up from the meditation, stood up at the same time as the copper head, and walked to the martial arts field.

"Come on!"

The copper head whispered to the dragon and waved his fist at the same time.

"Hmm!"

Long Fei nodded gently to respond to the copper head.

Walking into the circle, Long Fei, like an adult, hugged the young man who had already stood in a blue sleeveless tight shirt in the circle and said, "Brother Guangwu, please!"

Long Guangwu is a brother of Longfei. He is a few years older than Long Fei and learns martial arts two years faster than Long Fei, but he is still wandering in the late stage of copper skin. Instead, he was overtaken by the later Long Fei.

"Brother, please show mercy!" Long Guangwu was looking at Long Fei and looking at the smart eyes on Long Fei's face. Everyone who sees Long Fei for the first time can't help looking at his eyes at the first time. These eyes are innocent, flexible, deep, as innocent as a child, but as clever as a teenager. Except for these eye-catching eyes, Long Fei's whole body looks very ordinary and has nothing special.

Looking at Long Fei, Long Guangwu sighed a lot in his heart. Long Fei has less time to learn martial arts than himself, but he seems to have a natural understanding of martial arts. Since he came into contact with martial arts, he has made rapid progress. In just two or three years, he has risen to a higher level than himself.

"Brother Guangwu is polite. Let's learn from each other. That's all." Long Fei's expression was serious, and he also learned to be polite to Long Guangwu like an adult, but his words made Long Guangwu a little sad. Long Guangwu knew that his martial arts could not be assured in Long Fei's eyes, but it was indeed a little hurtful to say so.

"Then you're welcome!" Although Long Guangwu was older than Long Fei, he was only five or six years older. It was the time when he was stronger. After hearing Long Fei's words, Long Guangwu's face turned red, half shy and half angry. He looked at Long Fei with a straight face, held his hands up to his waist, and was eager to try.

"Brother Guangwu, please!" Long Fei still imitated the appearance of an adult. He separated his feet and waved to Long Guangwu to let him attack. He thought that he was an iron bone realm, and Long Guangwu was the bronze realm. There was a difference between a realm, and Long Guangwu should attack first. He did the same when he saw Long Huaijian fight with others.

"Hey!" Long Guangwu suddenly shouted and exhaled his breath. His feet were staggered, with one hand on his chest and the other clenched his fist, like a bull with red eyes rushing towards Longfei. Long Guangwu knew that his martial arts were at a low level. Only by taking action first could he take the initiative on the front line. If he waited for Long Fei to take action and lowered a realm, he would only fall into passivity.

Long Fei's mouth seemed to smile, and his eyes were staring at Long Guangwu, who was getting closer and closer. His feet suddenly moved, stepped to the side, and his body turned right. He had changed from the front of the two to Long Guangwu to the side. Then, his right hand suddenly stretched out his hand like a sea dragon, and quickly stretched out to Long Guangwu's body. Last push.

Long Guangwu only felt a strong force coming from the right, and the original straight posture turned into a rampage in an instant. Because his whole body had not been adjusted, he was pushed back to the right by Long Fei and staggered. It was not until he stopped that he saw that one foot behind him had only one finger from the sideline of the circle. With such a large width, as long as the force of the retreat is a little bigger, or the footsteps are a little bigger, it will be regarded as a failure.