Shenhai Octagonal Cage.
Today, many fans who love martial arts came to the event, especially those from Ma Baoguo's side, who had a huge number of fans. In contrast, the Bajiquan side only had a few fans supporting them, making it a rather deserted place.
Many reporters and media were present, and most of them focused on Ma Baoguo.
"No comment, please make way."
“Disciples of Xingyi School, come with me.”
Ma Baoguo waved his hand, and a large group of disciples, all dressed in the same blue Xingyi School uniforms, came to him.
Ma Baoguo looked at the conversation and started talking about Lin Xiaozhe's situation last night.
“A traitor has appeared in our sect. I suspect he is an undercover agent. From now on, everyone should be careful and carefully verify before inviting anyone to the group. There are too many people online who are jealous of me as a master of traditional martial arts. They all want to bring me down and deliberately fabricate some dark history, saying that I paid people to act. It’s ridiculous.”
Ma Baoguo said viciously.
"Don't worry, Master. We've had our eyes on that ingrate Lin Xiaozhe for a long time." Senior Brother Han raised his fist, indicating that he would beat him to a pulp the next time he saw him.
"By the way, I just received a last-minute message. Originally, I was supposed to fight the Bajiquan sect leader, but now it's changed. My two disciples and their master will fight a total of three matches."
"Best of three is fairer."
"Who wants to go?"
Ma Baoguo put his hands on his hips and looked down at the audience.
"Me." Senior Brother Han volunteered, believing that he was not much worse than Lin Xiaozhe, and that the Bajiquan sect on the other side only looked powerful but was no match for them in actual combat.
He was confident he could win the game.
"Okay, who else?"
"Me." Junior Brother Lu looked sturdy and robust, and seemed quite resilient.
Ma Baoguo nodded in satisfaction.
He calculated that his victory was almost certain, and Han Long should have no problem winning as well. He was determined to get the 30 million yuan prize.
On the Bajiquan side.
Zhang Jiansheng did not underestimate his opponent.
He had watched videos of Lin Xiaozhe's moves and knew he was a master, even more skilled than him. This made Ma Baoguo's strength seem unfathomable.
He shared the same thought as his other disciples: Ma Baoguo was willing to be a clown for money, but in reality, he was a master.
So he usually puts in three-tenths of his effort, but this time he's putting in twelve, aiming for a decisive victory.
“Ma Baoguo is no ordinary man. He may seem like a fraud, but he is actually a reclusive master.”
"I dare not say I am 100% confident of this victory. If the other side sends out Lin Xiaozhe, how should we deal with him? This person is too strong. In all my years of wandering the martial world, this is the first time I have encountered a strong person of this level."
Zhang Jiansheng's face was full of worry.
If he cannot defeat Ma Baoguo, and his disciple loses to Lin Xiaozhe, then his Bajiquan sect will undoubtedly lose.
Therefore, we need to use the strategy of Tian Ji's horse race, using an inferior horse to compete against Lin Xiaozhe, a superior horse, while Yue Lun attacks the opponent's inferior horse. This way, we are bound to win one of the battles, and the final victory will depend entirely on ourselves.
Before the Bajiquan sect could figure out what to do, the opposing team had already announced their list of participants, and surprisingly, Lin Xiaozhe wasn't on it.
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the eighth level were overjoyed.
Upon further inquiry, it was discovered that the Xingyi School had actually expelled Lin Xiaozhe from the school.
This is truly a stroke of good fortune.
That makes things simple. The Eight Extremes Sect will send Bill, Yue Lun, and Zhang Jiansheng.
After his initial excitement, Zhang Jiansheng immediately became vigilant. He had been a ruthless figure in the martial arts world for many years, and his invincibility stemmed from his cautious and meticulous approach.
"Wait a minute, they actually kicked Lin Xiaozhe during the big battle. What does that mean?"
"This shows that the other disciples are no weaker than Lin Xiaozhe, and Lin Xiaozhe is dispensable."
"You must not be careless; Xingyi School has a profound foundation."
The disciples were taken aback for a moment, then nodded. As long as they were careful, that would be fine.
Round 1: Bill vs. Lu Yuan of Xingyi School.
Lu Yuan also watched Lin Xiaozhe's video and wanted to learn how to act cool. He put his hands behind his back, looked nonchalant and casual, and adopted a relaxed attitude that said, "Go ahead and attack me, I'm not afraid of you."
Bill delivered a powerful punch, sending the man flying and knocking him unconscious on the spot.
It ended abruptly, leaving Bill completely bewildered.
That's it?
The master was cautious and regarded the other side as a formidable enemy, but this is how it ended. He shrugged and spread his hands, and Bill was eliminated.
The Xingyi Sect members all looked grim. They carried Lu Yuan out and quickly sent him away.
"So strong?" Senior Brother Han suddenly felt a little scared. That punch was too fast for him to see clearly, and Junior Brother Lu was gone.
"Don't underestimate him, Han Long. You must win a victory for our sect." Ma Baoguo suddenly panicked. Could the other party be trying to trick him into fighting Yue Lun? He wouldn't have come if it weren't for the fact that the other party was a dwarf old man.
Fortunately, Yue Lun soon appeared in the octagon, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
I'll deal with that weakest old man myself.
Senior Brother Han was unconvinced. If Lin Xiaozhe could do it, why couldn't he? He didn't expect to crush him, but a draw shouldn't be too difficult.
As a result, he was punched so hard that he almost threw up his midnight snack from the previous day.
He refused to give up.
"Impossible, it must be because I didn't use the connection and transformation properly."
Senior Brother Han forced himself to stand up.
"Trash." Yue Lun sneered and shook his head, then delivered another heavy kick.
This time, Senior Brother Han saw it clearly and shouted, "Receive and transform..."
"Click".
His arm was broken by Yue Lun's kick, bent at a 90-degree angle, which made everyone at the scene gasp and feel a chill down their spines.
"What!"
The Bajiquan members below the stage were greatly shocked, feeling as if every pore on their body had contracted.
That day, Lin Xiaozhe won in one move, and they all thought that Yue Lun was all show and no substance.
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