Ten minutes before the third game began, Nong Jinsun found Zhang Xinyi.

"Uncle Nong, how is Tingen?" Zhang Xinyi was warming up and asked quickly when he saw this.

Nong Jinsun sighed and stopped when he saw Zhang Xinyi.

"Uncle Nong, just say it if you have something to do."

Nong Jinsun suddenly slapped the table hard, and said with a look of regret, "Tingen's love in the Ecstasy Tower was kidnapped by the Japanese, and then he lost the game in the competition. Alas, it's so confused!"

"Oh?" Zhang Xinyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I originally thought that Chen Zhen and Tingen won two games first, and it doesn't matter whether the third game is won or lost. But I didn't expect Tingen to have this incident again..." Nong Jinsun gritted his teeth and said, "You have been practicing martial arts for a short time. When you can fight later, you can fight. If you can't fight, just admit defeat."

Zhang Xinyi laughed in silence, "Uncle Nong, do you think I will lose? It has a little bit of ambition for others and has destroyed my own prestige."

Nong Jinsun laughed and said dryly: "Isn't this just practicing martial arts for a while? I'm afraid of putting pressure on you."

In his heart, he didn't expect Zhang Xinyi to win. A newcomer who has practiced martial arts for less than a month wants to beat the other person's number one master in the Hongkou Dojo. No matter how he thinks, it is impossible.

Zhang Xinyi sneered repeatedly: "The Japanese are so shameless, how can they not pay the price? Uncle Nong, just see how I exclaimed my anger to Brother Tingen later."

"Clang!" At this time, the ringtone of the third competition rang.

Fujita just came on stage and hooked his finger provocatively at Zhang Xinyi.

This scene also has the same scene in the original movie. Faced with Fujita Teng's provocation, Huo Tingen faced the challenge. However, his fancy kung fu, which was simple, fast and extremely lethal, was simply hitting a stone with an egg. Although Huo Tingen once hit the opponent cleverly, he did not cause any damage to the opponent. Instead, he was seriously injured by Fujita Teng's punch and vomited blood.

It’s not that Huo Tingen is not strong enough, but compared with Fujita Tingen, who is like a robot, is far inferior in strength, agility, or physical strength, so he was easily defeated by the other party.

Zhang Xinyi's current comprehensive abilities are slightly worse than Huo Tingen, so how could he be Takashi Fujita's opponent?

Zhang Xinyi naturally would not die for no reason. The reason why he was confident of exposing his anger to Huo Tingen was naturally dependent on him.

"How to fight a boss without a cheater?" Zhang Xinyi turned his gaze to the body value in front of his vision. Behind the values ​​of strength, agility, physical strength and mentality, there was an extra white "+"-style symbol.

Zhang Xinyi began to stay on the "+" sign.

It seemed as if a stream of heat flowed through the whole body very quickly. With a "ding" sound, the power increased from "1.9" to "2.0". At the same time, the mental energy displayed in the upper right corner began to decrease rapidly, and continued... The power rose all the way and finally reached the number "5.0", the "+" behind it turned gray, which means it could not be improved.

Zhang Xinyi was stunned for a moment and focused on the agility attribute. He could not upgrade again after the "5.0". The same is true for changing to the physical attribute.

Zhang Xinyi showed a thoughtful expression, and all attributes can only reach "5.0" at most, which should be the limit of this body, which is often called the limit of the human body. If you want to continue to improve, you can only be able to further improve by breaking the limit of the human body.

These thoughts were just a circle in his mind and let go of them for the time being, because the most urgent task now is to compete.

Now his physical fitness is: "Strength: 5.0 (human limit), agility: 5.0 (human limit), physical fitness 5.0 (human limit), spirit 5.0 (human limit)."

This is an important ability given to him by the auxiliary system. It can achieve the purpose of greatly improving physical fitness by burning mental energy. Although the duration is very short, it is enough to end this game.

The above seems to be a long time, but in fact, it only takes a few seconds to improve your physical fitness from the time Zhang Xinyi burns his mental energy to completing all of this.

However, Zhang Xinyi's changes at the scene made everyone stunned.

The muscles in the body slowly expanded, as if a human-shaped balloon was inflated and became larger, and the body was rapidly raised at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing rapidly from about 1.7 meters to about two meters, with only the size of the head unchanged, so that such a tall body was facing a very ridiculous head.

But no one could laugh at the scene.

"Demon...the magic!"

"He, is he a human or a monster..."

Of course, there are also people who know the goods. On the windowsill in the west of the competition arena, several martial arts celebrities who were specially invited to come to their attention, and their faces are filled with horror that cannot be concealed.

"This is, the saint in martial arts." A middle-aged man who was drinking tea accidentally dropped the cup in his hand, suddenly stood up and stared at Zhang Xinyi on the stage.

"A person who appeared once a hundred years! But it's a pity..." An old man with white haired eagle-eyed haired sitting on the left side of the middle-aged man was playing with two smooth and round cultural walnuts sitting on his left.

"Dad, what is a saint in martial arts?" Hearing the words of the two of them as if they were striking a puzzle, a young girl next to the old man asked.

Without waiting for the old man to answer, the middle-aged man who started talking had already said in a deep voice: "Miss Gong, you have to remember this person. If he is not killed by the Japanese this time, I would like to advise you to retreat three feet. The saints in the martial arts world have only appeared a few in ancient China, but each of them is famous..."

"Brother Ye is right! The overlord of the Chu family at the end of Qin, the Wen Hou Lu Bu at the end of Han, and the war god Li Yuanba at the end of Sui... These people are all born in troubled times and defeated the world with force. They are rare in hundreds of years." The white-haired old man sighed again, "It's a pity that this Zhang family boy was born in the wrong era."

The girl from the Gong family knew very well what her father meant. If the other party was in the era of cold weapons, he would definitely achieve great achievements with such amazing talents. However, in this era, martial arts have withdrawn from the stage of history, and firearms are the well-deserved overlords.

No matter how high his martial arts are, he can't resist the attacks of guns and cannons.

On the ring, Zhang Xinyi's fists hit each other, and a faint sound of metal friction was heard.

He pointed to Takashi Fujita with a pale face, with his thumb down.

"Bang!"

In the flash of lightning, the two of them collided fiercely, and a low burst of air came from the battle.

Both of them were at their peak. The sound of fists and palms colliding quickly exploded like the sound of firecrackers. The huge force caused the stone slabs under their feet to start to vibrate violently, and the noise around them was gradually covered up.

A gleam flashed in Zhang Xinyi's eyes, and the air tore through the tear of his right elbow and suddenly bumped out.

Fujita Takashi also swung his fists.

"Kaku..."

After another collision, both of them shook slightly, and the sound of bones could be heard vaguely.

The strong force produced a huge reaction force, causing the two of them to involuntarily shoot backwards.

However, the next moment, Zhang Xinyi let out a long roar, and his body rushed forward without retreating, like a giant elephant walking wildly, fist, elbow, knee, legs, torso, head, and any part of the body turned into the most terrifying weapon, and the terrifying attack slammed down.

Fujita's color suddenly changed...

Faced with such an attack, he chose to avoid it for the first time, shooting towards the side at a speed that was not in line with his figure.

"boom!"

The thorny arms slammed hard on the floor, as if gunpowder exploded underground, and gravel as sharp as a blade sputtered everywhere, cutting the two people who could not dodge, all over their bodies.

"Is this still a human?" Everyone in the audience was stunned, as if they saw a prehistoric beast descending on Earth.

"The Saint in the Martial Arts... This is the power of the Saint in the Martial Arts' full strength." The man surnamed Ye murmured, watching the VIP box, and even had no idea that the wooden handrail under his hand was pinched a crack.

The white-haired old man looked at Zhang Xinyi on the court from a distance, "Everyone underestimated this boy from Jingwu Sect. Look at his expression."

The three of them immediately looked at each other intently.

However, after Zhang Xinyi made this blow, he did not chase him immediately, but instead stood there without hesitation, his eyes were slightly closed and his arms were naturally drooping, as if he was in the deepest sleep.

The woman from the Gong family noticed that Zhang Xinyi's muscles trembled slightly at a fixed frequency, and the wound cut by the stone slabs stopped bleeding.

"This is..." The scene in front of him shocked him.

"Yes, the most terrifying thing is that his spiritual cultivation has reached a state that countless warriors dream of - the realm of no thoughts and no thoughts, that is, no thoughts, no thoughts, and completely obeys the ultimate realm of martial arts."

"Is there really such a state?"

"In this state, Taoism says that the unity of man and nature is the unity of man and nature, while Buddhism calls it Brahma, self and self."

"At such a state..." The woman from the Gong family lit up her beautiful eyes and looked deep into the ring.

"die!"

Zhang Xinyi roared violently, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of Takashi Fujita, and a punch thundered towards his chest.

The punch was too fast, and Fujita's only reaction was to raise his arms, but the iron fist directly broke his arms and imprinted on his chest.

"Crack" clear sound of bone cracks rang throughout the audience. A piece of Fujita's back was obviously raised, and his whole body shot out like a shell.

"Bang!" Fujita just fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust. His image was extremely miserable, his ribs were cracked, and blood was squirting wildly, and there was no complete place on his body.

"Japanese, but that's the case." Zhang Xinyi sneered, his voice was not loud, but it was like a wave spreading across the entire venue.

"Coax!" The atmosphere on the field was ignited instantly, and countless Chinese people stood up, looking at the man as powerful as a demon on the field with great enthusiasm.

"No! I didn't lose! I am a soldier of the Great Japanese Empire and will never lose to the lowly Chinese." Fujita Takashi roared angrily and forced his body to rush towards Zhang Xinyi.

"It's time to end." Zhang Xinyi raised his head and took a deep breath.

His figure flashed, and he just passed by Fujita. Zhang Xinyi's lips moved slightly, "How dare you peek at my country in small country?"

The fist, wrapped in strong wind, burst out, and the center room was in the center.

Fujita just rushed forward a few steps and fell to the ground. He vomited out like a lot of money, mixed with a large amount of pieces of meat.

His bloody and pale eyes looked in front of him with a blank look. There were Chinese people cheering loudly. His lips were squirming and he wanted to say something, but he could no longer have any strength. He knelt on the ground and died as soon as his head sank.

Takashi Fujita, die!

"Damn it, go to death!" Below the ring, a Japanese officer with red eyes raised his gun and wanted to shoot, but was immediately pressed and held it tightly by the Japanese ambassador next to him and shouted, "You are crazy, this is the Chinese place."

"But, Chief Fujita..."

"Fujita Kr has already fulfilled his loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, so there is no need for us to increase unnecessary casualties! Let's go!"

"Damn it!" Looking at Zhang Xinyi who smiled and accepted everyone's cheers, the Japanese officer's eyes flashed with crazy hatred, and he left with hatred.

The China-Japan Martial Arts Conference finally came to an end, and China became the winner who laughed to the end.
Chapter completed!