Chapter 1297: Mother, you are scared

The staff member pointed to the thick stack of wooden boards beside him, "Only those who can split the boards can enter from here."
"Why." Xia Weibao was puzzled.
"This passage is for those who practice martial arts.
Because these people are likely to take the stage to challenge, they must go to the front. "
Otherwise, I won’t be able to squeeze in, how can I get on stage?
Xia Weibao understood that this is a simple way to test whether he can martial arts.
Simple.
"Give me two dollars."
The staff was puzzled and handed her two wooden boards.
Seeing that these two young ladies are soft and weak, are they also martial arts lovers?
"She is my assistant, and I will break it for her."
After speaking, overlap the two wooden boards, like breaking a big pie, and break the two wooden boards into two with a click.
Throw it back very smartly, "It's okay."
After speaking, he pulled up Lu Huashan and walked inside.
Hurry up, the game has already started.
Behind him, all the staff's eyes are about to fall out!
Break the plank with bare hands? And still two?
These boards are 1.5cm thick, and the two pieces add up to 3cm.
Other people use kicks, she actually broke with her hands, God!
It looks weak, but I didn't expect to have such a strong hand!
Da Hua Xia is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
Although there are a lot of people in the front, compared to the crowded subway-like crowds in the back rush hour, it's pretty good.
At least there is a place to stand.
Xia Weibao and Lu Huashan found a corner and stood there, looking up, the ring has already begun.
Two people stood on it.
One is Chinese, of medium build, not tall, short, fat, or thin. She has a square-inch head cut. She has never seen it.
And standing across from him was a strong man wearing boxing gloves.
Xia Weibao frowned, "Didn't you say to challenge Boxing Champion Ba Song? Who is this person?"
Lu Huashan shook her head, she didn't know either.
A thin guy next to him interrupted, "Did you just listen to the rules."
Xia Weibao turned his head, even wearing a mask and sunglasses, the gentleness and nobleness exuding from his bones surprised the young man.
"Sorry, we just arrived."
Two red clouds floated on the young man’s face. "Bassong said that most people are not worthy of his action. If you want to challenge him, you must first defeat his subordinates, and then fight his direct disciples. Only those disciples who defeat him can challenge him. ."
Xia Weibao raised her eyebrows, so arrogant! It's crazy!
There was a lot of cheers off the court, all cheering for Fang Cuntou.
"Come on! Down with them!"
"Let them see how powerful our Chinese martial arts are!"
"Get out of these turtle grandsons!"
"Struggling for the country, fighting them all over the floor..."
"Come on..."
There are huge crowds, and countless people shout together and swallow the mountains and rivers with anger.
The atmosphere was mobilized in an instant, and even the most indifferent people would be infected and excited in such a heated environment.
Xia Weibao was originally just a spectator, but at this time, listening to the enthusiastic shouts, she felt enthusiastic.
The referee blew his whistle and the game started!
The Fang Cuntou on the ring opened his horse and put on a fighting start style.
The boxer on the other side bounced, his fists tentatively tentatively tandem.
Like a bedding viper, ready to strike at any time.
The man punched Fang Cuntou's head, and Fang Cuntou raised his right hand to block it.
At the same time, his left hand moved down quickly, blocking the foot of the boxer who wanted to kick his waist.