Chapter 315 Martial Arts 2

Mu Xiangdong thought someone was greeting him, but he didn't expect that he was a male servant in the royal palace.

"Then please come with me, because the martial arts club is about to start, and all the contestants have to go to the field."

The servant said.

Mu Xiangdong was about to start the martial arts competition as soon as he heard it, and suddenly became a little nervous.

"Prince Mu, this game is very important and meaningful. The winner will not only get the Kirin, which is regarded as the most treasure of our clan, but also be appreciated by the king and the whole clan. Mu Xiangdong is not a vain person. Just like the whole town used to pursue him, he felt very uncomfortable instead. So I don't think it's a thing, but the unicorn is his purpose of participating in this competition, because that unicorn is what he wants to give to Isma.

"There will be many martial arts masters to participate in this competition. Mr. Mu, please be careful."

The male servant said that Mu Xiangdong felt as if he was going to die, and Mu Xiangdong was naturally a little nervous.

"Yeun, I will."

I came to the game while chatting with the male servant.

Mu Xiangdong was simply surprised. He didn't know why there were so much people here, and I didn't know when a competition was set up here.

The people in the field are full of voices. Some people are showing their determination, some people are showing their prestige, and some people are coming with the brigade. They feel that he is not here to play, but to smash the field.

Mu Xiangdong stands inside like an ant. If you don't look carefully, no one can find his position.

After a while, a man came out to support the game.

"Welcome the martial arts heroes from all over the country. The three-year martial arts meeting is about to begin, but today is still a little special, because today's competition is also the wedding day of our family. Let's congratulate Aisma on her happy marriage."

The whole audience cheered and pushed the game to a boiling point.

"As usual, I will host this competition. Let's introduce our judges. First of all, the highly valued king of our clan.

Mu Xiangdong looked along the place pointed by the host. Gling Xinna dressed up today, looking very majestic and dignified.

"Below are some of our elders. They are all top figures in the martial arts. The first is Kuroto Yoshi, one of the elders who founded this martial arts association and the founder of the swamp school.

There is thunder underground.

"Below is Avamur, the originator of Yuan Mi's magical skills, and Spada, the designer of Kirin. Everyone applauds."

There was a sudden applause.

"Then we would like to welcome the next few people. They are successive martial arts champions and are known as insurmountable myths. These are Hanisel, Pumisia, Brownie and Lagugino."

There were cheers, applause and shouts under the field.

After a long time, the people on the scene calmed down.

"Ha ha, what an exciting day. Everyone's enthusiasm is gradually rising, but now everyone has to be quiet for a while. Now we have to count people's names."

Next, he was naming people. Mu Xiangdong could only look at the people sitting and talking on the stage in the vast sea of people.

It will take about a few hours to finish the inventory.

"Next is the knockout match. Who will come first?"

This knockout is selected by one-on-one matches.

"I."

As soon as the host finished speaking, a very tall man came out, and the meat on his body trembled. Every foot fell to the ground like an earthquake, with a loud and direct sound. He also holds two hammers in his hand.

"Wow..."

The people around him looked at him.

"No, we will be crushed to death by him."

Someone around looked at the big man. Without the confidence just now, he began to be timid.

"Is anyone coming to challenge?"

The host shouted below, and people began to discuss it, but no one stood up.

"Haha, today's champion is me. No one can beat it."

The meat pier stood on the ring, showing off its power.

"I, I'll come."

Finally, someone couldn't stand it and walked up.

"Haha, brother, you are so thin. Don't blame my hammer for being ruthless later."

The meatpier is simply arrogant and pays attention to the contestant in front of him.

"Stop talking nonsense and take it."

I saw the strong man rush straight to the meat pier with his sword.

"Ha ha, you are looking for death." The fat man thought to himself.

After just three rounds, the hero was hit by the meat pier and vomited blood on the spot.

"Who else wants to come?"

Seeing someone spit blood, many people dare not go up. They know that they can't beat him, and some people take advantage of the injured hero to go out. This situation happens every year, so even if they sign up, it is impossible for everyone to participate.

"Then who dares to challenge this hero next?"

The host was obviously transferred by the hero** and felt that the ** of the game was coming.

After that, many people went up and were carried off the stage in confusion.

After a long time, no one went up. Originally, Mu Xiangdong wanted to go up. Just as he was about to raise his hand, someone next to him stood up.

"Jing Muzi? I thought you were just signing up. Why did you come here when you were not at home?

As soon as Glingsina saw this man, her heart thumped and she was uneasy.

"Wow, Jing Muzi will come. It's really unexpected. The game officially begins."

The host said.

The fat man took his two big hammers and rushed straight to the strong man named Jing Muzi.

The strong man raised the corners of his mouth and was not in a hurry to avoid it at all. Instead, when he approached, he jumped over the fat man's head with his feet. The fat man jumped empty and fell on the field.

"Haha..."

There was a burst of laughter under the stage. Because of his large size, the fat man fell down like a meteorite falling from the sky, with a roar, which made people dizzy.

The fat man was so angry that he struggled to stand up and hit Jing Muzi again with a hammer.

Jing Muzi clenched his fists tightly and then punched him.

People think that this is not a good way to deal with the fat man, because the fat man must be rough and dry, and there will be no harm to him at all.

But Jing Muzi's punch was hitting the fat man's stomach, and he saw a wave forming a wave, ripplering back, and the fat man also fell back.

"Wow..."

Everyone under the stage was stunned, and even Mu Xiangdong couldn't help admiring this Jing Muzi.

The fat man fell down and could no longer get up and foamed at the mouth.

"Wow, Jing Muzi really lives up to his reputation. He can beat this big fat man who defeated so many people with one move. Is there anyone else coming to the game?

said the host.

Now no one dares to go up. The fat man was already terrible. Unexpectedly, this Jing Muzi was more powerful than this fat man, and it can be seen that he is definitely more than that.

The people below are just there to look at me and see you, but no one can stand on it.

"If not, I will announce the champion of this competition."

"Wait, I'll do it."

Mu Xiangdong stood up.

"Who is this?"

"Don't he know Jing Muzi? This is looking for self-death.

Everyone is curious about this new face and feels that Mu Xiangdong is too strong.

"Oh, this Mr. Mu is from the Central Plains. We welcome him to come to our place to participate in the competition today."

The host explained Mu Xiangdong's identity on the stage. As soon as the people under the stage heard that he was from the Central Plains, they didn't want to pay attention to him, because as soon as they heard the Central Plains, they remembered the Han man in their country who was almost destroyed. There is no applause.

"Why did he come here?"

Someone jumped out and shouted.

"We don't welcome Han people here."

Some people said it directly.

"Please be impatient. Yes, there was once a Han man who almost destroyed our civilization, but this does not mean that every Han man is very abominable and will cause harm to us..."