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At the same time, Li Changsheng had already come to the middle, and a large space had been vacated here, and the people inside and outside were no longer clearly separated at this time.

Instead, according to the different types of boxing people gathered together, Li Changsheng took the lead on the stage, and there was already a middle-aged man standing next to him.

"Master Li, I am the referee of this grandmaster battle, first of all, I must clarify a few points for you, first, it is okay to be injured, but do not cause irreparable injuries, as far as possible.

Second, you can't kill people, once you kill your opponent, then you will be criminally liable, and at the same time, you will immediately end the Grandmaster War.

Third, there are gathered boxing styles from the south and north of the world, and the referee seats are limited, so it is still represented by the seven major boxing systems as the referee's seat.

That is, seven people, once four of the seven agree that your side is defeated because it is really impossible to continue fighting, then both sides must not attack again, and we will have someone to stop it.

Fourth..." This

referee was very conscientious, and in order to avoid Li Changsheng not understanding the rules, he explained it in detail.

At the end, he bowed slightly to the referee's bench and signaled that the competition could begin.

At this time, a row of tables and chairs had been placed in the front row of the crowd, a total of seven, and Wudang Zhongdao was among them, he represented Wudang, and next to him sat the old wronged family of Master Yongxin.

"Okay, since it's almost the same, let's start, don't let our Master Li wait for a long time, everyone still wants to see the birth of a new generation of grandmasters soon."

Vice President Zhang joked with a smile, and when he heard this, the referee also nodded and immediately recited the name of the first challenger aloud.

"Song Dynasty inheritance, Liancheng Fist, Huangling!"

With this name pronounced, a calm, dark-skinned and slightly short middle-aged man in the crowd stepped out.

Seeing such an unassuming old man appeared, some well-connected people in the referee's table began to talk and nodded from time to time.

"Huang Ling is a well-known martial artist in the southern martial arts world, belonging to the thirty-fourth generation inheritor of Liancheng Fist, and the six-dan master recognized by the association, that is, it is a pity that most of the southern factions are not well connected in the capital, otherwise there is still hope for entering the seventh-dan high rank."

"Hehe, that's it, the southern faction is a group of wild bobcats, where can it compare to our northern tigers?"

"Not necessarily!"

Listening to the discussion of several people, Zhong Dao, who was also half a souther, suddenly frowned slightly, and said lightly,

"I don't know which faction won more in every martial arts conference in the past?"

These words made many Northern School judges present choke on their words, and for a while several people looked at each other, and finally Master Yongxin of Shaolin coughed lightly and spoke

, "Hehe, did Zhong DaoChang forget it?" The top few are always the northern faction, and the first place is still firmly in the hands of the northern faction every year. "

Oh? Is it? That has nothing to do with the master, last year it was the Shape-Meaning Gate, the year before last was the Shape-Meaning Gate, the year before last was the Baji Gate, and the year before last was the Bagua Gate.

Hiss~ In this way, the poor road really hasn't seen a few Shaolin people come out? Master, why do you say this? "

Zhong DaoChang's yin and yang strange words, the face of Master Yongxin was blue and white, which was a bit of a snake hitting seven inches.

Can't Shaolin fight? To some extent, this is not the case.

However, many Lin Men people specialize in a single kung fu and practice one or more skills hard, and the requirements for actual combat exercises are not particularly high.

And why? Naturally, I want to be able to go to various places to perform and make money.

For example, those who practice the stunt of flying needles and tempered glass have also gone to perform abroad, and they will almost sweep the national acrobatic performance scene with one hand.

"Dao Elder Master, the two of you still don't dwell too much about this matter, do you want the old man to see or guess how many moves Master Li can defeat Master Huangling, or how many masters can he challenge in the end?"

Naturally, it was Vice President Chen of Taiji who spoke, who was both the vice president and the representative of Taijimen.

This is a little more privileged than Vice President Zhang, at least Vice President Zhang's back has not risen to the level of the seven major fist systems.

However, his topic still attracted everyone's attention.

Some guess that challenging three is almost the same, and some simply guess that the first game will be frustrated.

Zhong Daochang and Master Yongxin, who had seen Li Changsheng's move, were silent.

It's not good to say anything now, otherwise Li Changsheng can easily deal with these ten people at the lowest and the lowest? No one else believes this.

It is really that Li Changsheng himself is too disguised, and after stepping into the strength, the kung fu becomes more mellow, and he gradually has some hidden meaning.

If Li Changsheng in the dark period is a sharp sword that comes out of its sheath, then Li Changsheng who is energetic is a treasure blade that hides the sword and returns to its sheath.

The strength of the muscles and bones is his blade, even if he shows a trace and a half, with a quick shot, it is really difficult for ordinary people to see some clues, but once he shows all the edge, he will have to die.

"Vice President Chen, you seem to know some insider information, but you always tell everyone what is so special about this Master Li that makes Vice President Zhang so respectful?"

Almost as soon as the words of a representative from the Southern Fist Department fell, he suddenly found that there was silence in the venue.

"One move to defeat the enemy, Master Li of the Dan Sect Shape Sect wins!"

The referee reacted quickly, stunned for a moment, and determined that the master of Liancheng Fist Huangling had temporarily lost his ability to act in a short time, and he made a judgment with another hard shot.

"What happened here?" The representative of the Nanquan boxing department rubbed his eyes, just now he said the kung fu, how could the victory and defeat have been divided?

Looking at the several representatives around him, he found that everyone's eyes were a little confused, and everyone was just chatting.

Who has ever seen this situation? Generally, no matter how bad it is, you have to test one or two, and the fastest is about tens of seconds.

"It was the three fists that disrupted Master Huang's rhythm with one hand, and then skillfully spit out letters with the white snake with one hand, and quickly split the bones!" Master Yongxin clasped his hands together and sighed softly.

He had a certain understanding of Li Changsheng, and naturally he would not be deceived by Li Changsheng's appearance like others.

Li Changsheng's image, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a college student, the only difference is that he has long flowing hair tied up in a single ponytail at the back of his head, he looks a bit like an art student, and he is more dusty, and the hand is light and breezy, if you look carefully, there is indeed a generation of grandmaster style.

"Is it? This may be careless, otherwise my Nanquan Sect people would not be like this! The

representative of Nanquan coughed lightly, and tried his best to save his fist face with words.

In his heart, he muttered directly, and before going to the battle, he also specially sought out these representatives of various boxing styles to talk to.

In the past, these masters were all unruly and unsatisfied, and they could be called the most popular group of people in China who liked to move their hands rather than their mouths.