Su Qingyang is the young owner of Datong Trading Company and has a strong family background.
The opponent, Yan Lincu, is unknown.
There is not much age difference between the two, but there is such a huge disparity in strength. Around the ring, the disciples from various martial arts schools started talking about it.
It's just that Yan Lincu is bigger than Su Qingyang after all, and his body looks much stronger. Neither of them is a very powerful player. Although there was a lot of discussion, it didn't cause much trouble.
Yan Lincu walked down from the ring proudly, approached the disciples of Baiyun Gym, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect you to be so weak, so you used a little more force..."
Several disciples from Baiyun Gym were extremely angry when they saw him like this.
Feng Yuancheng raised his hand with a smile, shook his head and sneered but did not answer.
"Ha..." Yan Lincu pursed his lips, glanced at Feng Yuancheng with a half-smile, shook his head, and turned away without saying much!
But when Feng Yuancheng looked at the young man's leaving figure, he narrowed his eyes slightly!
Chen Fan frowned.
When Yan Lincu fought against Su Qingyang, he just threw the most ordinary punches, using force to overcome skill, without using any skills or martial arts at all!
However, if you don’t use martial arts, you may not have mastered it...
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but look at Yan Lincu a few more times.
As if he felt something, Yan Lincu suddenly turned around and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth!
Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and did not make any move. He had not yet had a chance to show off his strength at this time, but being so transparent could not attract anyone's attention.
…
The average strength of Baiyun Gym was really strong. Except for Su Qingyang and Yong Shiyu who failed, and until the end except for Feng Yuancheng and Chen Fan who had not yet competed, everyone else won!
The sky was gradually getting darker.
There are even some arenas that have ended today's showdown ahead of schedule. There are only four people left in Arena No. 5 who have not yet participated in the competition.
Among them are Chen Fan and Feng Yuancheng!
"I'm not going to face Feng Yuancheng in advance, am I?"
Chen Fan felt a little nervous.
Although he was confident in himself, he had never seen Feng Yuancheng take action before, so naturally he didn't want to encounter such a talented opponent so early.
"The next competition on Arena No. 5 is between Baiyun Gym Feng Yuancheng and Hanmei Pavilion..."
Hanmei Pavilion’s opponent!
When Feng Yuancheng appeared on the stage, Chen Fan also noticed that more people were surrounding the surrounding arena.
Feng Yuancheng is very generous.
Hanmei Pavilion is also a famous martial arts school in Feiling County. It is so powerful that he is actually a first-level martial arts disciple!
Of course, as a disciple of Hanmei Pavilion, his foundation is not comparable to that of the person from the small martial arts school that Meng Qi met before!
However, facing Feng Yuancheng, he couldn't survive even ten moves and was knocked off the ring!
The difference in strength is too big!
"Feng Yuanguo is really amazing!"
Chen Fan also felt the restlessness and will to fight in his heart.
Chen Fan has watched dozens of competitions, and it is rare to see someone win so easily.
Even if the disciples of Hanmei Pavilion have only mastered third-level martial arts, they have already practiced real skills. The gap in strength between them and Feng Yuancheng is so huge!
"I have a strong foundation. I have accumulated more than a dozen secrets. My foundation and physical fitness are not necessarily worse than Feng Yuancheng's. What I am inferior to is my combat experience..."
Chen Fan understood clearly in his heart that the children of such a big family have received special training since childhood, and even have special training partners in the family. They are not only powerful in martial arts skills and strength!
It is a comprehensive strength.
His eyes became more solemn. There was a person like Feng Yuancheng in the small arena No. 5, but what about the other arenas?
The quality of the dozen or so secret books he had cultivated was generally too poor, and could only be offset by Feng Yuancheng's two sets of first-class secret books.
With this in mind, Chen Fan also entered the ring as the final round of competition began.
The last game.
And as Feng Yuancheng's game ended, most of the people watching the game around the ring immediately retreated!
Although Chen Fan also comes from Baiyun Gym, he is not well-known, so naturally he will not be taken seriously.
Looking at the sparse arena, Chen Fan also felt an inexplicable sense of loss...
Except for the disciples from the Baiyun Gym who were politely waiting for Chen Fan, almost everyone in the other martial arts gyms had left.
Under the arena.
Baiyun Gym disciple position, Meng Fan cheers for Chen Fan.
Su Qingyang looked at Chen Fan dejectedly, feeling a little unbalanced in his heart. He actually expected Chen Fan to lose as well!
"The last game begins!"
Following the referee's order.
Chen Fan immediately rushed towards the young man opposite.
The other party was a disciple of Sixiangmen Hall, about fourteen or fifteen years old, not much older than Chen Fan.
When he saw Chen Fan acting like this, he couldn't help but panic. He stepped back in panic and raised his hand to punch.
Snapped.
The two are simply compatible.
This young man just "kick, kick, kick" and took four or five steps back.
There was shock on his face.
After all, Chen Fan has mastered more than a dozen strength training secrets. Although he has practiced martial arts for a short time, cumulatively, his body's energy and blood are huge, and his strength is strong, far surpassing the young man in front of him!
As soon as Chen Fan fought, he could feel that this young man had average strength and his fighting experience was not much better than his own.
Because it was not a fight to the death, after Chen Fan confirmed that he would definitely win, he did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Instead, he slowly fought with him and practiced his own boxing skills!
I had only played a set of "Wind and Thunder Palm" a few times, and after thirty or forty rounds of fighting, the boy on the opposite side stepped back again and again, but he just shouted to admit defeat!
Even though Chen Fan didn't deliberately force him, the gap in strength between the two made him unable to cope, making it increasingly difficult to cope.
Chen Fan stopped what he was doing.
The two opponents bowed to each other and got off the ring.
Chen Fan did not make a breakthrough with this move because he used the Wind and Thunder Palm in battle, and he failed to gain another enlightenment...
"Isn't this considered actual combat? Is the opponent too weak, or...does it really have to be a real fight to the death for me to gain some understanding?"
Chen Fan couldn't help but feel helpless when he thought of the scene when he killed Pi Liu.
He walked to the ring thoughtfully.
Meng Fan had already smiled and put his arms around Chen Fan's shoulders, "Congratulations on winning!"
Unfortunately, Chen Fan's opponents were of average strength, and neither of them were disciples of famous aristocratic families. Such a victory was not taken seriously by those present.
The only person who congratulated him was Meng Fan.
And when it comes to seeing Chen Fan win, the one who has the biggest mood swings is Su Qingyang.
Both of them were new students, disciples of the same class, and they also happened to represent two different classes. Su Qingyang could not help but feel unbalanced, but he was the loser after all, and he was so ashamed and angry that he didn't even want to look at Chen Fan...
…
Chen Fan's boxing progress has improved a lot.
His "talent" is special, and he can quickly reflect it on his body if he makes breakthroughs in strength and kung fu.
Throughout the whole day, his energy and blood surged throughout his body, and his physical condition slowly improved.
Correspondingly, his nutritional intake will also increase, and he will eat two more bowls at night!
And with the breakthrough, his body will usher in a small round of rapid improvement in the next period of time, and his demand for nutrients will also be greater!
The next day, the game continues.
Today there is not only the follow-up qualifying match, but also the loser group competition.
Su Qingyang and other defeated disciples were also asked to come over.
Although there is no possibility of receiving bonuses, we still have to wait to participate in the loser group competition later.
The bonus is just motivation, the real purpose of the martial arts competition is to hone the disciples of each school!
The gong rings.
Today's game starts again.
Chen Fan, who was at the bottom of the queue in the first game, was the first to take the stage this time. His opponent happened to be a disciple from Feihumen named Zhang Feihong!
This man looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall and strong. He was wearing a gray cloth coat. He was obviously just a civilian disciple.
Generally speaking, age is the most common evaluation criterion for strength.
Even students with poor talent can still practice kung fu for several more years than others when they are 17 or 18 years old, and are generally stronger.
"Chen Fan, come on!"
Meng Qi shouted to encourage Chen Fan from below.
Su Qingyang, who was in the Baiyun Gym disciple team next to him, watched Chen Fan take the stage, but his eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and he muttered silently in his heart:
"You must lose, I don't believe you are so lucky!"
Sometimes, your own failure is not a big deal, but the success of someone you look down on is even more difficult to accept!
On the arena.
Chen Fan nodded towards Meng Qi who was in the audience, then turned around and looked solemnly at the Feihumen disciples in front of him.
Having confidence in your own strength does not mean you should look down on any opponent.
Everyone's level is not too outrageous. They are still mortal bodies. In a battle of this level, anyone can turn defeat into victory!
Because the first few martial arts that Chen Fan learned came from Feihumen, he also has different emotions towards this sect in his heart.
Feihumen is also one of the few boxing gyms that can compete with Baiyun Gym!
Coupled with the deliberate instigation by the young man named Yan Lincu yesterday, Baiyun Gym seemed to have some special atmosphere when it faced Feihumen disciples!
The two looked at each other, and Zhang Feihong rushed over and punched out.
Snapped!
Chen Fan also punched out.
Zhang Feihong felt the overwhelming power coming from Chen Fan's fist and couldn't help but take a step back.
He couldn't help but take another look at Chen Fan. Although the man was tall, his face was clearly childish and he was obviously not too old.
"This kid is so strong!"
Chen Fan couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Because, he could see that the boxing technique used by this guy was the Tiger Fist, and he could even feel that this person had already developed the inner breath!
"Tiger Fist" is certainly a bad martial art, but it is a second-class secret book after all, and there is a certain threshold. This Feihong doesn't seem to be a person with any background. It is not easy to master this secret book!
"What a formidable opponent!"
Chen Fan was more vigilant and determined to hone himself. He did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but instead used "Wind and Thunder Palm" steadily.
Bang bang bang!
This Feihong has developed his inner breath, and his punches are fierce, decisive, and experienced. He is obviously different from those disciples who only use strength training. It is obvious that many of them have experienced actual combat.
If Chen Fan hadn't been physically strong and had strong energy and blood, he might have felt panicked!
The disciples of Baiyun Gym were excited when they saw that Chen Fan was not falling behind!
Although they couldn't see Zhang Feihong's specific strength, they could tell from the opponent's age and figure that it was difficult to deal with him!
But on the ring, Zhang Feihong was sweating on his head and his hair was moving in the wind. He still could not win. Instead, the fight became harder and harder, and he felt more and more anxious.
"I want to break into the top thirty of everyone and get twenty taels of silver. How can I lose here?!"
For a disciple from an ordinary family, twenty taels of silver is a huge fortune!
Even disciples who practice true skills cannot ignore it!
And this person can master the inner energy of "Tiger Fist" and has considerable combat experience. It is really possible for him to break into the top thirty.
Unable to attack, Zhang Feihong's eyes turned red, he suddenly bent over and kicked Chen Fan hard in the crotch!
This man actually used the moves used in street fights.
Chen Fan hurriedly avoided it and frowned.
This person turned out to be even more rogue and resorted to frequent tricks.
Chen Fan did have some inadequacies in adapting to the situation, but he was much stronger than this person, so he was able to cope with it.
He frowned and glared at Zhang Feihong. If he hadn't been on the ring, he might have thrown away the lime and pepper water!
Zhang Feihong's eyes turned red, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.
"I can't lose!"
When a person has no scruples and only aims at victory, his level of difficulty suddenly increases a lot.
This person's subsequent moves have always been aimed at Chen Fan's three routes, and he has used all possible means!
The rules of this martial arts competition do not have so many restrictions. As long as you do not use weapons or take banned drugs, any method is acceptable!
Under the ring, seeing such a scene, Feng Yuancheng shook his head and asserted: "Chen Fan is going to lose..."