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Everyone looked solemnly, looking at Zhang Yao and the sumo wrestlers in the ring.

The sumo wrestlers were still the same as in the previous fight, with their hands folded and looking down at Zhang Yao.

The sumo wrestler had crippled Kongtong Wu Angchuan before. Zhang Yao saw the sumo wrestler's shot. He knew that the fat on the sumo wrestler's body was strong in defense, so he didn't attack rashly.

With a sumo wrestler, it is almost impossible to attack the sumo wrestler's head, because the opponent is too tall, and if Zhang Yao wants to attack the opponent's head, he has to fly into the air.

People can't relay in the air, if the attack doesn't work, Zhang Yao can't bear the consequences.

In fact, Zhang Yao had already come to a conclusion. He stuck the front and back, and swept the legs of the hall, sweeping towards the sumo wrestler's legs.

'flutter. '

The sumo wrestler didn't dodge, looking a little clumsy, letting Zhang Yao's leg sweep over his calf.

It's just that Zhang Yao's sweeping legs didn't have any effect, because there was too much fat on the sumo wrestler's legs. The strength of a blow to sweep the legs, after being buffered by so much fat, cannot cause damage to the sumo wrestler.

This round, Zhang Yao attacked, and the sumo wrestlers were passively beaten. It seemed that Zhang Yao had the upper hand, but Zhang Yao and some masters above the middle stage of transformation knew that was not the case.

How powerful is the sweeping leg of a master of transformation? It's no exaggeration to say that the monument is cracked, but the sumo wrestler doesn't seem to have anything to do.

Just relying on the fat on the calf, it would definitely not be able to relieve Zhang Yao's heavy kick. In fact, Zhang Yao and some masters above the middle stage of transformation could clearly see that when Zhang Yao's leg swept across, the fat on the sumo wrestler's calf actually began to concentrate on the side of the calf, piling up into a huge ball, Resist Zhang Yao's sweeping legs.

The fat on this sumo wrestler's body can move freely in a small range, which is incredible.

Zhang Yao's blow didn't work, and he took a few steps back, feeling a little scared in his heart.

The sumo wrestler still stood there with his arms folded, looking at Zhang Yao with mocking eyes.

After a while, Zhang Yao took a deep breath and started to attack the sumo wrestler's lower body fiercely.

At this moment, the sumo wrestler is like a huge human-shaped stake, not dodging or evading, and resisting Zhang Yao's stormy attack.

After a violent attack,

Zhang Yao leaned back, put his hands on the ground, and kicked the sumo wrestler's calf with both feet.

Everyone in the audience gasped. Everyone knew that if Zhang Yao's chain legs still didn't work, Zhang Yao would be in danger next time.

Fortunately, the sumo wrestler finally couldn't bear such a fierce attack, he lifted his calf as if suffering from pain.

Zhang Yao saw this opportunity, of course he would not miss it, and started kicking the sumo wrestler's other leg wildly.

The sumo wrestler was huge and heavy, and his center of gravity was unstable when standing on one foot. Coupled with Zhang Yao's violent offensive, he finally staggered, and his huge body crashed to the ground.

A flash of sternness flashed in Zhang Yao's eyes. After standing still, he rose into the air, bent his knees, and pressed down heavily on the sumo wrestler lying on the ground.

Everyone thought that Zhang Yao had won.

Including Qing Shan, the Patriarch of the Qing family, also showed a bit of slack on his face. He thought to himself, it seems that the Japanese barbarians are not as strong as imagined.

However, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

The sumo wrestler was lying on the ground with his face up, Zhang Yao hit the sumo wrestler's head.

Just when Zhang Yao's legs were about to hit the sumo wrestler's forehead, the clumsy sumo wrestler suddenly became extremely flexible. As soon as he supported the ground with both hands, he slid back a little distance.

With just such a short distance, Zhang Yao's legs were aiming at the sumo wrestler's head, but at this moment, they aimed at the sumo wrestler's abdomen.

An ominous premonition welled up in Zhang Yao's heart, but at this moment, he was in the air, and there was no way to retreat.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Yao knelt down on the sumo wrestler's lower abdomen. The belly of the sumo wrestler was deeply sunken like a small hill.

From everyone's point of view, the sumo wrestler's abdomen seemed to be sunken under Zhang Yao's pressure. But Lin Feng could see clearly that it wasn't like that at all, but the sumo wrestler sucked in his own breath.

Suddenly, a huge pit appeared in the sumo wrestler's lower abdomen, and Zhang Yao fell into the pit.

Immediately afterwards, the sumo wrestler sat up, and Zhang Yao disappeared.

Many people gasped. Everyone knew that Zhang Yao had been caught in his stomach by a sumo wrestler. The fat on the lower abdomen of a sumo wrestler is layer upon layer, seamlessly stitched together. Everyone could see the fat on the sumo wrestler's stomach wriggling fiercely, and they could feel Zhang Yao's painful struggle.

The sumo wrestler sat on the ground, and without getting up, he thrust a hand into his fat layer. Soon, the fat on the sumo wrestler's belly squirmed violently for a few times, and quickly returned to calm.

At this time, the sumo wrestler stood up, and Zhang Yao fell from the fat on the sumo wrestler's stomach, and he had already died of exhaustion.

Just now the sumo wrestler reached into the flesh layer and pinched Zhang Yao's neck.

The whole place was eerily quiet.

The Dongpu side was only the first to appear, and the seemingly clumsy sumo wrestler easily killed two martial arts practitioners in the early stages of transformation.

Two disciples from the Nine Dragons Gate stepped forward and carried Zhang Yao's body down.

Qing Shan's expression became a little unnatural, he took a deep breath, looked around, but didn't speak any more. Dongpu Ninja easily won two games in a row, and he was a little bit embarrassed.

Of course, Aoyama wasn't worried that no one would show up.

The seven sects of the four major families have already arranged the disciples to compete on stage according to the order of drawing lots. Kongtong was drawn first. The second one to play is Kowloon Gate. The third one to appear was the Qing family. If within ten breaths, no one from other sects came to the stage to fight, the disciples of the Qing family would take the stage.

"Fang Zhongyu of Iron Fist School, come to ask for advice." A strong man came to the ring.

Fang Zhongyu of the Iron Fist Gate is an old man with a gray beard, but he is hale and hearty, with piercing eyes. He is also the strength of the early stage of transformation.

It is said that it is about Iron Fist, but in fact, Fang Zhongyu is not only strong in fists, but also strong in legs. He believed that if a sumo wrestler gave him a kick, he would surely kill him.

After Fang Zhongyu came to the stage, Waka Ichiro looked up and down Xia Zhongyu, but instead of letting the sumo wrestler continue to fight, he let a tall man come on.

This tall man was as tall as a sumo wrestler and weighed more than two hundred kilograms, but he didn't look fat at all. Just burly. He took off the striped national flag on his body, revealing his strong muscles, and the hair on his chest was very lush, like a prehistoric great ape.

This person is obviously not an Asian face. The flag he wears can also illustrate this point. However, he did join the Japanese nationality.

After he came on stage, he was equally imposing, looking at Fang Zhongyu with disdainful eyes.

Fang Zhongyu practiced Kungfu from outsiders, and most of his abilities were in his fists and legs. Therefore, he was more suitable for controlling violence with violence face to face.

Fang Zhongyu flicked up his clothes, and quickly rushed towards the tall man.

The tall man didn't dodge, and rushed towards Fang Zhongyu.

When he was about two meters away from the prehistoric giant ape, Fang Zhongyu struck out with his iron fist, but with unrivaled momentum and the sound of piercing through the air, it hit the tall man's chest.

'boom. ’ There was a loud bang.

Fang Zhongyu indeed punched the prehistoric giant ape in the chest, but the prehistoric giant ape did not retreat, but still rushed towards Fang Zhongyu quickly.

This tall man, like a humanoid tank traveling at high speed, slammed into Fang Zhongyu's body heavily.

After a loud bang, Fang Zhongyu was knocked into the air, bleeding from his orifices. Although the tall man was punched by Fang Zhongyu, he seemed to be fine.

Seeing Fang Zhongyu lying on the ground, many sect leaders and masters subconsciously stood up from their seats.

Qingshan's face was indescribably solemn. He had expected that today would be a fierce battle, but he never expected that the barbarians would be so powerful.

Originally, everyone's plan was that the seven major sects and the four major families would arrange their disciples to compete on stage in order. During this period, if people from other sects come to power, let others come on stage first.

Among the four major families and the seven sects, internal disciples came to power in an orderly manner.

According to the order of drawing lots, it was the Qing family's turn to play this time. According to Qingshan's original plan, Qingyuan was to fight in the first battle. Qingyuan has the dragon blood gene, and is only in his twenties, which is already in the early stages of transformation. Qingshan hopes to let Qingyuan see the world.

But now, Qing Shan has changed his mind, the opponent is too strong, the Qing family can't make unnecessary sacrifices!

Qingshan also no longer asked others if they would like to take the stage. In fact, the three masters at the beginning of the Transformation Realm were easily beheaded by others, and the disciples of the small sect were not qualified to play at all. There are not many, let alone the middle stage of transformation.

Qing Shan turned to look at a middle-aged man, and said, "Qing Lun."

Qing Lun is also a martial arts genius of the Qing family. He is less than fifty years old and has already entered the middle stage of transformation, and his swordsmanship is outstanding.

Qinglun was originally the finale master among the Qing family's disciples in the ring. It's just that the plan is not as good as changing, Qingshan has no choice but to let Qinglun play directly.

A man in white clothes and holding a long sword came out.

The Xuan family, the Bai family, the Zhu family, and people from several sects all looked more dignified.

At the beginning, even though everyone knew that Waka Ichiro was coming, no one thought how difficult it would be to win the final victory. After all, Waka Ichiro and his party only had eight people to fight with each other, and the republic's martial arts practitioners were unlimited.

Now everyone doesn't think so.

The entry of Qing Lun from the Qing family meant that the characters in the early stages of transformation were basically ineligible to participate in this hero competition. But looking at the entire Chinese martial arts world, how many people can enter the middle stage of transformation within a hundred years old?

Qinglun's battle touched people's hearts.