My Dantian is a world

After announcing today's training content, Zhiping glanced at it and said casually: "Qi Xu, you come to defend the ring and click on the first opponent until you lose."

"yes."

Qi Xu nodded, immediately stepped forward and said without hesitation: "I choose Senior Zhuo Ding as my first opponent."

"..."

Within five seconds, the battle was over.

Zhiping didn't hesitate and started the roll call of the King of Hell.

"Sun Simang, come on."

"Concession."

"Where's Zhao Yuan? Enter Zhao Yuan!"

"..."

One after another, opponents came on and off the stage, and everyone was shocked.

But he didn't expect Qi Xu's strength to be so tyrannical, and he easily defeated so many opponents.

After seeing Qi Xu's level, Zhiping couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, and then clicked a name: "Wang Wuheng, it's time to take care of yourself."

"Okay, coach."

Wang Wuheng, who had already been impatient for a long time, stood up immediately, looking very excited and looking forward to this battle.

Although Qi Sequence's strength value is very high.

But he, Wang Wuheng, has perfected his martial arts skills over the years. Today he is going to tell Qi Xu what a true master is!

After decisively taking the stage, Qi Xu was very polite. After holding fists with Wang Wuheng, he suddenly stepped forward with a "start" and used his fists as cannons to strike!

"Peng——!"

There was a muffled sound.

"What a arrogant cannon fist. When did he develop such a powerful cannon fist?!"

Wang Wuheng's figure was forced to take a few steps back, and he retreated in embarrassment, feeling greatly shocked in his heart.

After these few blows, Wang Wuheng felt as if he had really been hit by a cannon, and his arms were numb.

However, Wang Wuheng's figure had just paused, and before he had time to take a breath, he saw Qi Xu on the opposite side galloping towards him like an eagle striking the sky, leaving no trace on the snow, and the movements in his hands even left some afterimages.

Seeing this scene, Wang Wuheng's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little panicked in his heart, and he quickly resisted again.

But his breath was messed up.

And after Kankan blocked the punch, he punched one after another, and one shot after another. The sequence of the explosions was extremely fierce, like a hundred cannons firing in unison, and a strong wind rising.

Wang Wuheng complained endlessly. The power of this artillery punch was huge, and his strength was completely at a disadvantage. Wang Wuheng was no match at all. When he was about to be forced to the edge by Qi Xu, his body suddenly rushed forward, raised one arm high, and fell heavily. .

Shoot the knife!

"Peng!"

Qi Qifan blocked with elbows, stepped forward, and fired out with the finger of his left hand.

Suddenly, the dull sound sounded again, and Wang Wuheng felt as if his chest had been hit by something. He fell hard and curled up on the ground, in great pain.

"Qi Xu wins!"

Senior Sister Lin Siting, who acted as the referee, immediately announced the results of this competition.

Seeing this, Qi Xu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a proud smile: "Concession."

Wang Wuheng also stumbled to his feet and said to Qi Xu, "Teach me a lesson" before ending in despair.

As Wang Wuheng left, Qi Xu stood up straight in the middle of the second floor of the martial arts hall.

After Wang Wuheng left the stage, the students could be heard talking among themselves.

"Hiss~ Qi Xu has won twelve consecutive victories, and even Wang Wuheng is no match for him!"

"This, this progress is too fast! And he has played twelve games in a row, isn't he tired?"

"I don't know. After eleven games, he was still able to fight Wang Wuheng with ease, which is enough to prove his strength! Are there no seniors with more than 200 points of strength to come out to fight?"

"That's almost it. Wu Ruqing, Yu Yuhou, Qiao Yi and Zhang Jie are not here. After all, the competition is about to begin. I guess they are training. Senior Lin Siting will not end up in person, right? Apart from that, the best ones are Wang Wuheng and Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan lost in the third game, Wang Wuheng lost just now, who else can be Qi Xu’s opponent now?”

"..."

Listening to the whispers in his ears, he adjusted his Qi in sequence, feeling a little more complacent, but soon calmed down.

In today's battle class, I won all twelve games.

It only took about forty minutes, and the opponents in each game were all players who could theoretically participate in the market competition.

Some people were defeated by Qi Xu with just a few moves, but 'strong men' like Wang Wuheng and Zhao Yuan needed to be taken seriously by Qi Xu, and even forced to use their spear points, in order to win quickly.

But overall, it was quite rewarding.

His own artillery boxing became more proficient.

"Okay, Qi Xu, just go down and give other students some opportunities."

Zhiping was very satisfied with Qi Xu's performance. Seeing Wang Wuheng defeated by Qi Xu, he knew that except Lin Siting, no one should be able to fight Qi Xu, and even if Lin Siting did, she would probably not be Qi Xu's opponent.

Therefore, Zhiping directly waved his hand and called his name: "Wang Wuheng, please don't go down. Next, you will defend the ring and choose your first opponent."

Wang Wuheng, who had just gone down in despair, heard the coach's words, stood up awkwardly, passed by Qi Xu, and stood in the center of the training room, looking around at the many students, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Qi Xu is so powerful. Fortunately, I competed with him in advance on the weekend. If you encounter Qi Xu in the big competition the day after tomorrow, you must pay attention to his cannon fist and gun finger...

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Wuheng finally decided on his opponent: "I choose Yu Wenbo as my first opponent!"

After hearing Wang Wuheng's words, the whole audience was in an uproar, and even Yu Wenbo was stunned.

"Ah? Me?"

Yu Wenbo was stunned and at a loss.

"Qi Xu is so strong that he fought with you, Yu Wenbo, for more than 20 seconds last week, which is enough to show Yu's strength."

Wang Wuheng said to Yu Wenbo seriously: "So, I want to challenge Yu, and try my current level."

Yu Wenbo looked desperate when he heard this.

Looking at Qi Xu's expression, he became even more resentful.

No, if you have the ability, go and challenge Qi Xu, what's the big deal about beating me?

Yu Wenbo went on stage with no hope in life, while Qi Xu calmed down his heart, panting slightly and drinking water in small sips.

The twelve victories today have given me a lot of confidence.

In the previous fights, apart from Yu Wenbo and Zhuo Ding, there was the fight that night and the sparring with Luo Qiuchan every night.

Yu Wenbo and Zhuo Ding were average.

Although the fight was dangerous, it only happened once.

And the fight with Luo Qiuchan was just a sparring.

Qi Xu has never been able to find his own strength. Although he is confident enough, from a certain perspective, he is still a little unsure.

Now after playing twelve games, he is very confident.

At the same time, Qi Xu used cannon fists in all twelve games, and at most added a gun finger.

The hawk force has never been exposed.

Except for the cultists who went to the police station, Luo Qiuchan, and Zhiping, no one knew that Qi Xu had mastered the hawk force.

After all, most of today's opponents are his city rivals.

It is inevitable to encounter them or students from their school during the game, so it is still very important to hide key information.

You can't use all your cards in the training game, right?

After Qi Xu pulled himself together, his smile was filled with a bit of confidence.

It seemed that he was one step closer to the championship!

"get out of class dismissed, we'll continue tomorrow."