460: C460 Breakthrough Opportunity

C460 Breakthrough Opportunity

Wang Na waved her little hand indifferently, "Cousin Wen, be more generous. We are Mr Qiang's strongest support group. You have all the flags prepared for you, right? In a while, wave them and shout!"

"Don't worry, Ms Na. We have already prepared it!" Caishen said excitedly.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, the 32 teams finally gathered at the sports field. Their appearance immediately attracted cheers and cheers.

The contestants from the taekwondo club, Sword Club, Tai Fist Club, Judo Club, and Karate Club were all showing their dominance. As for the Martial Arts Club where Han Qiang was located... Besides Han Qiang, there was only a short Shi Zhongyu and three beautiful girls. Perhaps it was the team that didn't have the ability to win the competition, so there weren't many people paying attention to them.

In the reporters' team, Ho Cai did not care about the Martial Arts Club at first, but when she saw Han Qiang in the camera lens, she could not help but stand up in shock, ignoring the objections of her peers. She locked the camera lens on Han Qiang's competition venue.

Following the referee's whistle, the match officially began.

The first person the Martial Arts Club met in the top 16 was actually the taekwondo club, led by an old acquaintance, Piao Sanqiang.

Piao Sanqiang's eyes were filled with hatred as he pointed at Han Qiang and said, "Arrogant fellow, we have gathered the strongest combat master of traditional martial arts of the taekwondo club here today. If you have the guts, you will be the first one to go. Don't let the shorty and the girls take the lead!"

"Damn it, who are you calling shorty?" Shi Zhongyu was the first to give up. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to start fighting.

Han Qiang did not stop him. He smiled and said, "Master, let these guys who don't wash their feet know what martial arts are in our country."

Piao Sanqiang laughed wildly and said, "A guy who isn't even a master of traditional martial arts wants to challenge our master of traditional martial arts. Then I will let him die clearly. Puny Mei will teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, Master!"

A 1.9 meter tall man stood out from behind him, staring at Shi Zhongyu with a sharp gaze.

Shi Zhongyu was not afraid. He mimicked Han Qiang and beckoned with his finger, "Come here!"

"Go to hell!"

Park Niemei roared and rushed forward. She moved her legs at lightning speed. Powerful inner strength surged out and rolled up the dust on the ground like a mud dragon.

Shi Zhongyu took a deep breath and suddenly roared. A strong force shattered the fabric and clothes on his body. His thin body was covered with muscles. He rushed out like a cannonball.

"Inner strength!"

"Damn it! He is also a master of traditional martial arts!"

Piao Sanqiang was shocked and shouted.

Puny Mei's leg skills were not bad, but this kind of direct and fierce attack was not good for a short and nimble person like Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu dodged in a flash. The moment he passed by his forehead, he suddenly lifted his leg.

Bang!

Aowuu!

Her leg hit the center of Park Niemei's legs.

The man's vital points were attacked. Even the master of traditional martial arts could not stand it. It howled miserably and flew forward. It fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Shi Zhongyu, who was the least favored, was able to defeat his opponent with one move. It immediately attracted a wave of exclamations and cheers.

Shi Zhongyu stepped forward and kicked Park Niemei out of the arena. He said proudly, "I broke through the last obstacle in yesterday's battle. Now, it's a genuine master of traditional martial arts!"

Piao Sanqiang, who had been bragging for a long time, looked at them. His eyes were red with anger. He pointed at Han Qiang and cursed, "You are shameless. You actually attacked three of them?"

Han Qiang smiled faintly. "The traditional martial arts emphasizes the most efficient way to kill the enemy and win. If you can't afford to lose, then you can participate in the modern martial arts performance competition. There are all kinds of rules and regulations set there. We will definitely not kick you into the lower three paths."0

"You!"

Piao Sanqiang was speechless. He could only turn his head and look at the rest of the people behind him bitterly. "You guys go up and don't have any concerns. Fight to your deaths!"

Angele was just about to go up when Han Qiang stepped forward to stop him. "This group of people's inner strength is commonly known as footwork. It is easy to cause discomfort to beautiful women. Let me go up."

"Mr Qiang, be careful to conserve your strength." Angele instructed in a low voice.

Han Qiang chuckled. "This group of people only have one attack pattern. As long as I pay attention to my positioning, they won't even be able to touch my clothes."

"In a while, your balls will explode from being kicked. I hope you can still brag like that!"

The Heaven Grade master of traditional martial arts sent out by the taekwondo club roared and attacked Han Qiang like a tidal wave.

Before the Heaven Grade master of traditional martial arts left its heel, Park Niemei was completely different. The frequency and strength of her attacks had increased by at least fifty percent, and her body was at least twice as agile. Even Han Qiang had to be careful in dealing with her.

The two of them looked at each other with their fists and legs, watching the intense battle for over a hundred rounds. There was no winner or loser. At this time, the other sixteen arenas' matches had already come to an end. The entire stadium's eyes were focused on Han Qiang's arena.

Han Qiang had the chance to kick his opponent off the arena in the third round, but at that time, he suddenly grasped the inspiration to break through and immediately dispelled this idea. He began to fight on the arena with him.

The taekwondo club's Heaven Grade master of traditional martial arts always thought that he could defeat Han Qiang with just a little bit of strength. He attacked with all his strength.

Han Qiang had fought with him for more than two hundred rounds. The inspiration in his heart was getting clearer and clearer. The essence of the traditional martial arts was to train and temper oneself through hard work. It was to absorb some materials from the heaven and earth through breathing exercises to improve one's strength.

The speed at which this material was being emitted from the chalcedony was very slow, otherwise it would have disappeared completely after a long time. It was not suitable for people who practiced the traditional martial arts to absorb it, but the inner strength emitted by the same master of traditional martial arts was different. This was a substance that was extremely dense and dispersed.

As long as he circulated the breathing technique, he would be able to absorb the special substance in the ring into his body. The effect would be several dozen times, or even a hundred times better than the chalcedony.

After understanding the key problem, Han Qiang was not in a hurry to win. On the one hand, he did not need to use his inner strength to fight him. On the other hand, he used the breathing technique to absorb the special substances in the surrounding air. The experts of taekwondo club were so tired that they were about to vomit blood. Not only did Han Qiang's strength not decrease, but he also used the breathing technique to absorb the special substances in the surrounding air. * Hong Long...... *

The two of them fought for an hour. The inner strength of the experts of the Taekwondo club had been completely depleted. Han Qiang had absorbed a very small amount of special substance. Only then did he kick Han Qiang away impatiently.

Taro Iguchi, Kojiro Yamada and the others did not understand what had happened. They only thought that Han Qiang had also been consumed and were secretly happy.

Jia Wen said worriedly, "Mr Qiang spent so much effort in the top 16. Wouldn't it be more difficult for him to get into the top 8?"

Wang Na picked up the binoculars and looked at Han Qiang. The black gem's small eyes rolled around. She laughed and said, "Mr Qiang looks like he is breathing heavily and his head is full of sweat, but look at his eyes, they are still so spirited."

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