My Dreams Can Come True

"This world is not as ordinary as we thought. In fact, this world is amazing."

"If science is the light that illuminates our progress, then it is just a flashlight in the dark. We can see what we understand in its light range. We will always understand less than we don’t understand, and more places are dark. ."

"What are you trying to explain?"

"Om!"

A long sword covered in pitch black appeared in front of Bai Yu and Han Lin.

"Mom, I know you have a lot of questions. I made this sword by myself. It's called Zibi Tianxing."

"I, I... this, no, no, no, tell me why it can float in the air, and how did it appear?" Han Lin stammered at Zibi Tianxing, at this time Zibi Tianxing He was tossing up and down around Bai Yu, Han Lin was afraid it would make a hole in Bai Yu's body without paying attention.

"Go!" Bai Yu drove away the Zibi Tianxing who was so happy around him, quieting it down.

As a close relative, sooner or later he concealed from his mother. He had a plan in his heart. I thought that after participating in the World Martial Arts Fighting Competition, my mother would probably understand the wonders of the world to some extent. It made sense, but I didn't expect the whole family to come to Sanyin, which made the matter exposed in advance.

"In addition to being your son, I also have a contemporary head of Momen. You know this, but Momen is not an ordinary martial arts sect, but it is actually a branch of Taoism. It is a school of Taoism."

Han Lin felt dizzy, the amount of information was too much, and she couldn't accept it.

"You want to become a monk and become a Taoist priest?"

"Cultivation does not mean that you must be a monk. Tianshi Zhang can still get married." Bai Yu explained helplessly. It is estimated that any mother who hears the two schools of Buddhism and Tao first thinks about the two important things that are related to the reception of the family.

The point is, is this problem being discussed now?

"What does this have to do with your participation in this competition?"

"Some time ago, Jindu came to a group of people from the Sakura country. They came for me. The man has a certain status in the Sakura country and is very famous. If there is an international gaming company, they simply took over this matter and made this fighting competition."

"Why is this... child's play? It's all for you and the Sakura countryman?"

"It's not all, but he and I are the incentives for this fighting game. It is correct to say that, after all, there is a confrontation to open the market, not to mention that Utsunomiya Yuiyu suddenly came to me as a little boy to fight, maybe It's those bookmakers who think this is a very good gimmick, and I can count on his reputation." Bai Yu said helplessly. He originally only wanted to grow up, but now he was pushed to the front desk, which is not in line with his original intention.

"In the beginning, Utsunomiya's disciples and people from the Shenzakura Society came to plan for our family's plan, and I beat them back, but who knows that if you beat a small one, it attracts the old one."

"Wait a minute, the point is that this game is too dangerous. If something happens to you, what should I do with Xiao Ling? Have you thought about it?"

"Nothing can happen. Most of the people who come to participate in the competition are just ordinary people. Have you seen this sword? Don't you think it's strange?"

"What's weird, isn't it just a sword, maybe it's a special material, wait, why can it keep floating?"

"This is a flying sword."

"Hahaha."

"It's really a flying sword."

"Then you tell me that you are the Sword Fairy?"

"If you compare it according to the legend of Xia Guo, the sword fairy is more in line with my current situation."

"My son is the Sword Immortal, and my son is the Sword Immortal. Well, it should be the time difference between Sanyin and Xia Guo for more than two hours. I did not deal with the time difference. Yes, it must be the case. I should just sleep. It's an illusion, it's an illusion." Han Lin muttered in despair.

"So, those people are no threat to me." Bai Yu explained patiently.

...

In the end, Bai Yu persuaded Han Lin. Although Han Lin believed Bai Yu's statement by seven or eight points, it was still a warning for her own son’s safety, lest he would encounter someone who was short-sighted during the game. She was injured by the situation and insisted on her veto: Once she felt that the opponent was too strong and dangerous, she asked Bai Yu to withdraw from the game unconditionally.

Bai Yu thought for a long time, only to let her see her unstoppable strength, can she rest assured?

In order to persuade his mother, he also racked his brains, he is only a foundation realm now, how can he have the ability to fly a sword? At most, it only relied on the self-reliance of the Zibitian star catastrophe, and there was a floating formation method to hang in the air, at most it was only mixed with divine consciousness with true essence, and some simple control could be carried out within two meters, and then the golden core could be used to fly. Sword, now it's just a gimmicky, but Han Lin doesn't know the key. Only when his son is the legendary sword fairy, he shouldn't be too dangerous in this game against ordinary people... right?

After a two-day break, the second elimination began on the fourth day.

Shira Yu and Yui Utsunomiya only appeared in the white eagle finals. Regardless of their skills, the organizing committee must avoid these two being eliminated in the sub-district knockout rounds. This is called the world's biggest slander. , Because these two people started the game for the cause, the two people completed the PK halfway? What is the difference between fishing for dumplings and all dumpling skins? Is it a joke to create so many momentums before?

"Brother strong, fight steadily, just defend and counterattack. This person is not your opponent."

"This fat body has its own defense!" Du Ziqiang murmured.

The one who confronted Du Ziqiang was a troupe from the country of cherry blossoms. Seeing that man was covered in white fat, everyone involuntarily turned their attention to Du Ziqiang.

Since practising the gluttonous saint martial arts, Du Ziqiang has a lot of stature, he is 192cm long, his muscles are strong, as hard as steel, but if he thinks that he is becoming more and more muscular man, he is practicing horizontally. It’s wrong to practice external skills. Since the beginning, true energy has been born from the outside to the inside. From the current martial arts classification, it is already considered to be a master level and can be opened to teach apprentices. This is just a normal thing for him. If it weren't for Qian Yuan's battle technique that he had just mastered the training method and hadn't mastered it, even the Grand Master would be able to hold on for a few rounds.

But at this time, everyone saw him compare with Shingo Shibasaki, the actor in the field, but they felt that he was extremely thin, like a bean sprout next to a potato.

Du Ziqiang walked into the court and immediately drew laughs from the onlookers. The huge difference in body shape caused the whole wind to fall to one side, half a foot thick of subcutaneous fat, are you using a small punch to hammer a person's chest?

"Are you from the Xia country?" Shibasaki Shingo asked angrily, actually speaking fluent Xia Mandarin.

"Huh? You can speak summer language?"

"Samurai also needs good cultural training. To be proficient in Zhonglu culture is what I require of myself."

"Uh, then I admire you very much."

"You are very thin and weak, I think you are bullying you too much, then...Use 20% of your strength to fight with you."

"You're welcome, I'm still pretty strong."

The two looked at each other, and the contrast made everyone onlookers laugh endlessly, thinking that this little bean sprout was also smart, and they knew that they had a relationship first, so as not to die too ugly later.

The monk who has already signaled that the two can start can work together, saying in white eagle language: "Don't use conversation to delay time during the game, otherwise you will be sentenced to both of you as a negative."

"Before I start, can I shake a hand with you? This is my respect for fighting, and I will not be merciful." Shingo Shibasaki said solemnly.

Du Ziqiang thought for a while: "Well...I...bake!"

He stretched out his hand and put it into Shibasaki Shingo's hand. Unexpectedly, his hand was tight, and he suddenly felt the clouds and mist, and then his body was shaken.

Shingo Shibasaki lifted him up and smashed him on the ground seven or eight times.

"Shameless! How could this be?" The surrounding audience was dumbfounded, asking for a handshake, but suddenly...Uh, is this an attack?

"..."

"Monk, do I have a foul?" Shibataki Shingo asked with a simple smile.

"No, no?" Looking at his mountain-like body, the referee swallowed his saliva. This seemed a bit despicable, but it seemed that there was really no violation.

"Then ask the monk to announce the outcome of the outcome." Shingo Shibasaki said solemnly.

Du Ziqiang's group of relatives and friends had long been clamoring, and Bai Yu suppressed them.

"Is Xiaoqiang okay? Is it too late to call an ambulance?" Han Lin panicked, she decided to go back and asked Bai Yu to pack up and return to China immediately. If they were all opponents of this level, how would you think that her thin son would be so bad! Other women in the same industry also lost their looks, and Mrs. Mu was even more shaky.

"Ah!" a strange cry sounded.

The referee was about to announce the result. Du Ziqiang turned over, propped his left elbow on the floor, and rubbed his face with his right hand.

"It hurts me! Fat pig, are you too particular about it? Sudden attack? Are you a martial artist? I wiped it! I got a nosebleed!" Du Ziqiang screamed and pulled out a wooden thorn from his face, on the ground. His wooden floor had been smashed into pits and pits, and a few wooden thorns stuck in his face.

The silly smile on Shingo Shibasaki's face choked, is this guy so stubborn? Is this unscientific? He faintly felt that something was wrong, stepped back and stomped heavily on the ground. This is called four-strand or four-guard in the corner, which means to get rid of the evil spirits on the arena.

I didn't get hurt after falling like this. What the **** is this? It's a pity that it's not a special corner game, and there is no way to do foot etiquette, if only you can sprinkle salt.

"Player, you... can you still fight?" The referee asked him in a daze when he saw that he was full of energy.

"No problem! Dead fat pig, you made me messy! You are dead!" Du Ziqiang stood up steadily with a carp, shook his limbs, twisted his body, and his bones rattled.

"The game continues!" The referee glanced at him, seemed to be really fine, and announced the continuation.

"You have won my respect, and I will make..."

"Uncle you! Give me this set! Do you think I'm a fool?" Du Ziqiang yelled strangely and punched him, trying to punch him full of peach blossoms.

Shingo Shibasaki opened his right hand and pulled away Du Ziqiang's fist. Du Ziqiang was involuntarily drawn to face each other. Shingo Shibasaki stretched out his huge palm and grabbed him.

Du Ziqiang followed this force and faced Shingo Shibasaki again, bending over, just avoiding his big fan-like palm, and hugged his left leg.

"Get me up!"

Shingo Shibasaki, 26 years old, professional Yokozuna-class player from Sakura Country, weighing 472 kg, broke the Gini world record for the player's weight, and won the national championship of the Sakura National Cape Arrival Competition at the beginning of the year. He is known as the most powerful player in the world. Arrived.

Du Ziqiang slammed his handle to the ground with a roar, and exclaimed neatly on the court.

Note that it is not to push down or use the instability of the center of gravity. Just now, he was slapped on the floor by Shibasaki Shingo like a rag doll. He wanted to avenge him.

"Boom!" A huge Roshan was really hit on the ground by his arms!

Everyone clearly felt their feet shake, and it gave the illusion that the entire stadium was shaking.

"Did you fall, Uncle Du? Try another fall?" Du Ziqiang embraced Shingo Shibasaki's legs with his arms and exerted force again.

"Boom!" There was another big hole on the floor.

The referee turned pale, and he was wiped by these two humanoid monsters. Will he explode in the air?

"Player, the floor strength cannot withstand your attacks like this, please...please...please be gentle!"

Du Ziqiang let go of Shingo Shibasaki's thigh and clapped his hands.

"Look at you dare to make a shameful trick! Shameless! Hit it well! It's a thing when you are not prepared!" Du Ziqiang said bitterly.

Shingo Shibasaki has no obvious injuries. After all, his body is too fat. It is estimated that an ordinary policeman can hit his subcutaneous fat with a pistol at best, even the internal organs can't attack him!

He shook his head and drove away the little birds that hovered above him.

The referee hurriedly asked the organizing committee and announced:

"In order to ensure the safety of the entire venue and the safety of the audience watching, please don't use throwing techniques anymore!"

He looked sad. This is the first floor of the stadium, and the underground garage is below. Just now, a large number of vehicles sounded sirens. He was afraid that the battle between the two would pierce the floor and fall into the underground garage! Doesn't this mean that the Youth Stadium is a tofu project! ?

"Dead fat pig, can you still beat it?" Du Ziqiang pulled out another wooden thorn from his face, causing him to breathe in the pain.

"My big cherry blossom nation will not retreat!" Roshan rolled and got up.

"Then you guys please continue, please don't use throwing skills!" The referee finished the announcement, and quickly left the fighting range of the two, for fear of being hurt by the fish.

"I will use all my strength..."

"Just hit it, it's too much nonsense!"

Du Ziqiang finally realized the feeling Qin Lie felt when he was fighting. If you don't have to consider physical strength, this kind of sandbags that move slowly, can only be beaten, and are ineffective in fighting back!

But because of his hypertrophy, Shingo Shibasaki’s endurance is not as good as that of ordinary people, because his heart pumps more blood to all parts of the body. Intense exercise will put a great burden on his heart, and Du Ziqiang’s attack did not. It brought him a sudden drop in combat power, and his whole body was beaten blue and purple by Du Ziqiang. In fact, it was only skin wounds, but his own physical strength could not hold on.

He panted heavily and staggered under his feet.

Du Ziqiangxi: "The loophole!"

Du Ziqiang rushed to the sky with a punch, as long as it hit Shibasaki Shingo's jaw, he could only faint if he was able to carry it.

But Shingo Shibasaki's squinting eyes flashed a sly.

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