My system sent the wrong global high martial arts

Backstage, several players who had been in the ring all year round were chatting together.

They are rivals in the ring, but privately, they also feel a sympathy for each other.

Well, they should call each other sympathetic.

Although they appear to be very successful in the ring, they are actually a bunch of miserable people.

A normal person would want to walk between life and death every day.

You can earn millions by winning a life-and-death match, but to a warrior, millions are nothing.

Sometimes the injured points and healing elixirs are more than this price.

And they are basically all in their thirties.

The peak of the first rank at this age and the path of martial arts may have ended here.

These people may die in the ring one day and no one will know.

Or maybe you just can’t fight anymore and don’t dare to fight. You drag your body full of scars back to your hometown and spend the rest of your life suffering from injuries.

At this time, the person in the middle of the crowd was none other than "Tiger Claw", who had completed thirteen consecutive victories in life and death competitions, and was the next opponent in Northern Jiangsu.

"Tiger Claw, are you sure about the next game?"

Tiger Claw played with his own hands and said confidently: "It's a little baby that hasn't even found its hair yet. What's the problem?"

The person next to him frowned.

"Don't forget, that was what you thought before Shadow Thorn."

"Oh, Shadow Thorn, you were careless and suffered the loss of a weapon.

Don’t forget my weapons, I will teach that little kid who is the king of melee combat.”

Next to the tiger's paw, there is a pair of paws.

This is his weapon.

The reason why he is called Tiger Claw is because his weapon is double tiger claw.

It is forged to imitate a tiger's paw, and is doped with some E-grade alloy.

"Don't be careless, be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

Seeing that the man is young and has such strength, he is probably the genius of Jingwu.

Over the years, many of us have fallen into trouble at the hands of Wuhan University students."

Hearing this, Huzhao's face looked a little serious.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "I admit, those brats from Jingwu are really powerful.

But don't forget, the data shows that this guy only has 26 bones tempered.

I don’t believe he can ignore such a huge gap in strength!”

On the other side, Su Bei is waiting for the game on the ring to end.

The flying knife rotated at the fingertips, and the sharp blade passed between the five fingers, but it did not leave even a trace.

The most important thing about Xiao Li's flying knife is that the knife never leaves your hand.

His current state is still a little behind, and he will eventually need to cultivate the flying knife into a part of his body.

Really do it like an arm tells you.

Unfortunately, flying knives cannot be recovered every time, and this e-grade alloy flying knife will not last long either.

In the future, I will have the opportunity to forge a magic weapon flying knife with a handle, and always use Qi and blood to nourish it.

Or maybe I can carve a few puppets?

Or just carve yourself out, and when you become famous later, you can sell it at a high price.

Su Bei thought so.

After a while, the regular season on the field was over.

When Su Bei walked onto the stage, there were already bursts of cheers.

In the last game, Subei finished cleanly, which already had a group of people cheering for it.

But when the tiger claw came out, the whole place was boiling.

In the first-level arena, Tiger Claw is the absolute king.

Thirteen consecutive victories in life-and-death battles, an unbelievable record.

When the tiger claw came out, the smile on Su Bei's face also disappeared.

Even before taking action, he was already feeling the pressure.

This is a very powerful person, at least very powerful at the first level.

Generally speaking, for warriors, the three tribes are the strongest, followed by the garrison, and social warriors are the weakest.

But Su Bei was convinced that some of the first-level peaks he saw in Jingwu may not be the opponent of the person in front of him.

At the same time, Su Bei looked at the man's palm.

That's a metal claw sheath.

When Tiger Claw saw Su Bei's gaze, he raised his paw.

"How's it going, little baby, are you scared?

If you admit defeat now, I can still spare your life."

Su Bei clenched the flying knife in his hand and shook his head.

"Come on, it's not yet certain who will live and who will die."

Tiger Claw smiled.

"I have won 13 consecutive games. If I win one more game, I can break the record in the ring. I am ready to quit boxing.

I thought the last scene would be extremely dangerous, but I didn’t expect luck to be so good.”

Since the establishment of this underground black boxing place, the highest record in the first-level life and death competition is thirteen consecutive victories.

Tiger Claw has already tied before, and if they win another game, they will break this record.

Su Bei didn't expect such a thing to happen, nor did he expect that the first-level realm would only have 13 consecutive victories at most.

But think about it.

The more you win in life and death competitions, the more it will be studied, the more loopholes you will find, and the stronger your challengers will be.

It is extremely difficult to win consecutively.

After a winning streak, students who are not particularly strong will not accept the challenge.

Of course, true geniuses like Wuhan University students also look down on this kind of competition.

You won't spend weeks or even months waiting for an opponent.

Like Su Bei, they may come here to fight a few times, but they will never spend all their time here.

Su Bei stroked the back of the flying knife, shook his head, sighed and said, "That's a pity.

If you travel a hundred miles, your dream of retirement may not come true."

Tiger Claw lowered his head and stopped talking. When the referee announced the start, he immediately rushed over like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

His mouth opened in a cruel smile.

The five fingers turned into claws, and a black tiger struck Su Bei's chest to dig out his heart.

Su Bei's flying knife turned and faced him directly.

In a short period of time, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.

Under the stage, Wu Ming stared at the stage and did not dare to slack off at all.

Close combat is the most dangerous situation.

Even if he is at the peak of the sixth level, as long as there is the slightest negligence, there is no guarantee that he can save Su Bei at the critical moment.

On the stage, the two of them were already separated.

Su Bei was panting a little, and his right hand was trembling continuously.

He was at a disadvantage in the fight.

His strength is indeed inferior to his opponent.

The difference between Qi and blood was too great, the tiger's mouth on his right hand had collapsed, and there was even a bloodstain on his face.

It was scratched by a claw during a fight.

I don’t know if it will disfigure my face.

On the other side, Tiger Claw licked the blood on his lips and touched his left chest with his hand.

The clothes there are torn.

There was a knife mark on it, and it was still bleeding.

He knew that he had already lost in the competition of skills.

Just now, Su Bei's knife successfully cut his chest.

When he reacted, he was already half a second too late.

If the opponent's energy and blood were stronger, the flying knife might have pierced his chest in half a second.

Finally it did stop on the chest, piercing the skin, but he stopped it.

"What a pity, it's all over!"

Tiger Claw raised his head, showed a ferocious face, and said: "You are a genius, if you temper twenty more bones, I am no match for you.

But now, you are still too young."

Tiger Claw has great self-confidence, and this fourteenth victory came too easily.

What he said is correct.

There is still a bit of a gap between Su Bei and this person.

His Qi and blood are still too low. He doesn't need to replenish Qi and blood through the system. No matter how powerful his tactics are, he won't be able to last long.

If it was just a martial arts contest, he would indeed lose.

only……

Su Bei suddenly raised his head and asked with a smile: "Have you ever heard of Xiao Li Feidao?"

ps: In order to celebrate the signing and to thank all brothers for their support, I will add an update today.

The remaining two updates are still old time.