My Teacher is Sun Wukong

At this time, Xiao Gang was happily talking about his own celebration plan.

At this time, a staff member looked like Xiao Gang. He whispered a few words in his ear, and after the talk, the staff left. Xiao Gang had a stiff face with a smile.

"What happened?" Xiao Fei asked.

"I have already lost." Xiao Gang said.

"You can all lose, this is probably what is the black box operation, the hidden rules of the world." Xiao Fei said with a condensate. The reason for Xiao Gang’s repair is that he can be defeated. The reason is clear at a glance.

"Yes!" Xiao Gang said, "The representative of Xingyiquan is a contemporary representative. He is a young man in the boxing world of Taishan Beidou. He said that I am a wilderness, and there is no spirit in playing the routine. It doesn't look good at all."

"Oh!" Xiao Fei smiled. "Kung Fu has been a murderer since ancient times. It is used to attack. Now, in the eyes of their representatives, the leaders of the boxing world, they have become the tools of performance. Only Guwu, still maintaining a certain lethality, actually did not get approval, even the sea election can not pass."

"The people are Taishan Beidou, the representative figure of Xingyiquan. What he said is the sacred purpose in the martial arts world." Xiao Gang said with a smile. "He also wrote many papers in the past, and the Xingyiquan routine is impeccable."

"Thesis?" Xiao Fei smiled. "Hua Xia Kung Fu, now become a student? Right, Xiao Gang, how is his actual combat level?"

"He can't beat even a strong mix." Xiao Gang said.

"Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, even the mix can not beat? Sliding the world!" Xiao Fei said.

"There is no way, the qualifications of the old man." Xiao Gang said, "He was the descendant of the Qing Dynasty Xingyiquan master Zhao Dexin, and won the national medal. With this old qualification, even my Xiao family is not afraid."

"Interesting!" Xiao Fei said indifferently.

......

At this time, the judges who were sitting in the front row stood up as if there were big people coming.

"啪啪啪"

The judges applauded with both hands and looked at them. Everyone saw a beautiful woman coming over with a spirited old man. The woman is really the host of the show, Shu Lingling, and the old man is He Bonian.

"He old, you can come here to guide the younger generation of martial arts, the younger generation is really very honored!" A judge went over and warmly shook hands with He Bonian.

"Miss Shu, welcome you!" said the judge, who said to Shu Lingling.

"You continue to play, I just come to see it, don't because I bothered your selection." He Bonian said with a sly expression.

“He old?” Xiao Feiyao pointed to He Bonian and asked: “Is he?”

"Yes." Xiao Gang replied.

If Xiao Gang was eliminated because of his incompetence, Xiao Fei had nothing to say, but it was because the routine problem was eliminated, which made him a little angry.

The battle against the sea has already reached the final battle. One participant in the sea election took three minutes to knock the other player down to the ground. After winning, he was giving a punch to the audience and the judges.

"Yes, yes, the players in this election are much more powerful than in previous years." He Bonian nodded and praised, "This fist glove has a superb road and good strength. It can represent the flower city to participate in the martial arts conference."

However, at this time, a person, like a big bird, fell on the platform and stood in front of the winner of the game. He Bonian did not know the truth and thought that this person was also a participant in the election. "He looks good, but he seems to be a little out of order." He Bonian thought.

Shu Lingling is very surprised because she has recognized Xiao Fei.

"What are you doing?" the player who was thanking asked Xiao Fei. The rules of the game are one-on-one, and the winners are eliminated. Since he won one game, he will not compare it again, but Xiao Fei stood up at this time.

"Go!" Xiao Fei said a faint sentence.

"Who do you think you are? You..." The player who had just spent a lot of time defeating his opponent had not had time to finish the conversation, and he was caught by Xiao Fei, throwing like a chicken. Going down the stage.

A group of judges and He Bonian, suddenly felt that there was no light on the face, and their optimistic players were directly thrown down by others! ? Just like a chicken, there is no resistance, so how can they prove their vision...

The player who was thrown down just won the victory. Originally he wanted to harvest some envious eyes and enjoy the joy of victory. But the applause was not finished yet, and he was thrown off by Xiao Fei.

However, after being thrown down by Xiao Fei, he did not dare to have the slightest rebellion. Because he is already present, he is proud of the point, in front of Xiao Fei, nothing can be considered.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Xiao Fei's move, everyone's eyes turned to him. A judge stood in front of Xiao Fei and shouted. "If you want to participate in the sea election, the routines and equipment performances are over. Then you are not qualified to go to the competition."

"He has long been disqualified by me. He is a gangster!" Zhang Fuquan, a judge among the judges, said coldly.

"You go up alone, drive him down!?" He Bonian ordered. These judges present here are highly qualified people in the martial arts world. In other words, they are representative of a certain kind of boxing.

Drive him down? A group of representatives did not speak. One by one, they all flinched, and no one dared to go up with Xiao Fei. Their strength, even the ordinary sea election players can not match, and Xiao Fei throws their favorite players down.

Yes, the martial arts industry is an official, a group of people who do not have a little practical ability, the theoretical school.

They are all representative of a certain kind of boxing. If they are defeated by Xiao Fei, let their faces go? And there are reporters at the scene. Therefore, even if they are killed, they will not go up.

"He came to destroy the sea election, directly alarm." Zhang Fuquan said indifferently.

Lost, lost home!

People in the ancient martial arts solve the martial arts grievances, even those who are heinous, have their own pride as a military, and never let the police help solve the problem. And they have encountered difficulties, even if they do not fight, they must choose the police directly.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later," He Bonian said. After all, there are reporters present, and he does not want the martial arts community to be too faceless. "When the truth can't be solved, then choose the police. He is practicing martial arts after all. Let's solve it with the martial arts rules."

(End of this chapter)