My Dantian is a world

Seeing his opponent in the top 16, Qi Xu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This player was clearly recorded in the small notebook given by Luo Qiuchan.

The leader of the third martial arts school, with a strength value of 280 points.

Proficient in Xingyiquan and rich experience in martial arts.

In the pre-match prediction of the martial arts school, he was a player with a high probability of the top eight and a small probability of the top four.

However, it has already reached the fifth round of the game. Qi Xu naturally knows that he will not encounter a too weak opponent, so he can only adjust his mentality and prepare to fight.

At this moment, Qi Xu felt a gaze directed at him. Qi Xu looked in the direction of the gaze, but saw that the owner of the gaze was a boy with a strong body, a straight back, and a masculine aura.

Based on his experience in the competitions in the past few days, Qi Xu recognized his identity.

It was Mu Yunling.

Seeing that Qi Xu seemed to have discovered him, Mu Yunling also showed a kind smile to Qi Xu, with a flash of confidence in his eyes. At the same time, he talked and laughed with the students accompanying him, looking like he was sure of winning.

Through the shape of his mouth, Qi Xu seemed to see that the other party said "good sign".

"Yes, good sign."

Qi Xu also nodded to himself and took a deep breath.

This sign was actually a good sign for him.

After all, it was a good sign that he didn't draw those guys with unified qi and blood.

"Mu Yunling is mature, but also means cautious."

Suddenly, Wu Ruqing's voice came to Qi Xu's ears, and then he heard Wu Ruqing say: "There are only two of us left in No. 2 Middle School, or in other words, there are only two of us left in Hengxin Martial Arts School, and we need to encourage each other."

Qi Xu nodded and said to Wu Ruqing: "Come on."

Wu Ruqing's opponent was a warrior from the Second Martial Arts Training School. At this moment, the opponent was frowning and sighing.

"I'm in the second match, I'll go get ready first."

Wu Ruqing nodded indifferently to Qi Xu's cheers, then quickly left the court and said to Qi Xu: "You're in the third match, so come to the lounge early to wait, you can also see the first two matches in the lounge."

"Okay."

After Qi Xu and Wu Ruqing chatted awkwardly for a few words, he nodded to Director Zhang and went to the lounge.

Arriving at the lounge, Qi Xu skillfully changed into his martial arts uniform, but did not go to watch the game on the field. Instead, he calmed down, closed his eyes and rested his mind, adjusted the state of his muscles little by little, and focused his attention completely.

Xingyiquan...

Qi Xu was thinking in his heart. Qi Xu naturally knew this famous boxing. After all, before his rebirth, Xingyiquan was already a relatively famous boxing among ancient martial arts.

And the reputation of the third martial arts champion can also give people a lot of pressure.

I'm afraid that this game will require the exposure of eagle power.

Qi Xu was thinking in his heart, and at the same time, he began to simulate what might happen next in his mind as much as possible.

While Qi Xu was simulating this, he heard the broadcast in the lounge:

"The second game of the fifth round, Wu Ruqing wins!"

The second game is over.

Qi Xu slowly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were dark, like the water in the deep mountains and old forests, calm and deep.

He took a step and walked slowly towards the center of the ring, stepped on the road of the game, and stood skillfully on the left hand side of the referee, waiting for the arrival of his opponent.

There were many spectators in the audience, and nearly hundreds of eyes were cast towards Qi Xu. The sound was extremely noisy, and occasionally a few shouts could be heard, but Qi Xu could also hear that the other party was shouting the name of 'Mu Yunling', not himself.

After all, he was a student of the third martial arts training school, in another urban area.

Therefore, most of the students did not choose to leave after being eliminated, but waited for the end of the game and went home with the school bus.

Because the first few rounds of the game were very messy, there were not many spectators.

But starting from the fifth round, including the quarter-finals, semi-finals and finals, nearby residents and parents will come to watch the game.

In this environment, psychological stress resistance is very important.

However, Qi Xu was still as calm as water, quietly looking at the third martial arts leader, Mu Yunling, who came out of the lounge on the right.

He was wearing a fiery red martial arts uniform with a tiger head logo and the words of the third martial arts on his chest. Mu Yunling was tall, half a head taller than Qi Xu. He didn't look like he was the same age as Qi Xu, but rather a young man in his twenties.

"One minute of pre-match breathing time."

The referee stood in the center without hesitation and announced the competition items.

The previous breathing time was only 30 seconds, but now there is more time, so there is one minute.

"I'm sorry, our Third Martial Arts Academy didn't have good luck this year. Many students were seeded in the second and third rounds, but were sent away by Jiang Donghe and Luo Qiuchan. In the top 16, I am the only one left in our Third Martial Arts Academy, which is not as good as your Second Middle School."

Mu Yunling came up politely, but did not speak to anger Qi Xu. He just said apologetically and confidently: "So, your journey to the ring will end here. I will continue to move forward with your share."

Qi Xu said very concisely: "Me too."

Mu Yunling was stunned when he heard this. He didn't quite understand what Qi Xu said, but there was no time to say anything more. He simply shut up and waited quietly for the time to come, so as not to say too much and make more mistakes.

In the audience, Fan Zaibo was wearing a plaster cast and watching the game off the court seriously, looking forward to the start of the game, his eyes seemed to be about to spit fire.

"Who knows Mu Yunling? How strong is he? Can he beat Qi Xu into a pig's head?" Fan Zaibo asked the people around him subconsciously.

"Brother Fan, Mu Yunling is the leader of the third martial arts training. He has 280 points of strength, which is very strong."

The student who had been courting Fan Zaibo before immediately reported to Fan Zaibo: "In the previous pre-match prediction, his rank was just below yours."

"Great!"

Fan Zaibo was pleasantly surprised and waved his fist angrily: "If I hadn't been careless, how could I have watched the game here! Now I should be standing on the stage! Mu Yunling, teach Qi Xu a lesson for me, let this kid show his true colors and become a waste known to everyone!"

"Wait a minute, Brother Fan."

The student whispered: "If Mu Yunling defeats Qi Xu and turns him into a waste, then wouldn't you be even worse than a waste?"

Hearing the words of his younger brother, Fan Zaibo fell silent.

Just when the younger brother thought that his elder brother was planning something, he saw Fan Zaibo said, "Damn it, Qi Xu, you can't lose! You'd better make it to the finals, otherwise I'll be so embarrassed!"

"..."

"Come on, Senior Mu! Senior Mu will win!"

In the seat of the third martial arts school, there was a figure who was particularly hard-working, almost shouting to cheer for Mu Yunling.

This person was Wang Wuheng from Hengxin Martial Arts School.

Although Qi Xu finished the third and fourth rounds lightly, it was desperate for Wang Wuheng.

Because before the third round, he had deliberately boasted that he and Qi Xu were evenly matched, so his strength far exceeded Fan Zaibo.

The first martial arts school is not as good as the third martial arts school!

This sentence was originally just bragging, but it was heard by the people of the first martial arts school, and the third round happened to be the first martial arts school's favorite to win the championship, Jiang Donghe.

So...

Wang Wuheng is now waving the flag and shouting with a bandage.

Wang Wuheng's performance also surprised the teacher of the Third Wu Pei, and at the same time, he was very pleased.

I didn't expect that when the school's performance was so poor this year, there were still students who fought so hard for the school's honor.

Even if he was beaten all over, he would still cheer for the school.

He really made me cry!

What was his name?

Wang Wuheng, right?

I must talk to the teacher when I go back, and I must let this child enter the city's assault class!

Students who take the school's honor as their own honor must be allowed to enter the city's assault class, so that they can set a better example!

Most of the people in the audience came to watch the excitement. They didn't know who Qi Xu was, nor who Mu Yunling was.

I just hope to have a good time today.

As time ticked by, Mu Yunling was the only one left in Qi Xu's sight, as if the surrounding audience had disappeared long ago.

Seeing that the countdown was about to end, after the last three seconds, the referee suddenly raised his right hand and swung it down:

"The game begins!"

The pace is indeed a bit slow, speed up!

After going on the shelves, he directly became the second Eagle, and he kept going!