The owner of the banker regretted not using this move against Ye Fan.
But being able to deal with a Yan Zhongxing is pretty good.
"哐..."
Just when the banker was secretly rejoicing, Yan Zhongxing let out a sharp roar.
He and Wu Shankong collided together, and Wu Shankong was blown away without even being able to face each other. He then fell to the ground and rolled over for more than ten meters.
Wu Shankong's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face showed pain, but he still struggled hard, trying to get up from the ground and fight again.
Unfortunately, Yan Zhongxing's attack was so powerful that his energy destroyed his internal organs.
Wu Shankong held on for a few seconds, and finally fell down, twitching all over.
Compared with Wu Shankong's tragic situation, Yan Zhongxing was not much better. He knelt on one knee, covering his chest with one hand, and mottled blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Huh...huh..."
He was dressed roughly, his eyes were a little blurry, and his face was pale and ugly, as if he was reaching his limit.
"Yan Zhongxing wins and scores one point!" Mr. Tang frowned secretly, feeling strange in his heart.
Logically speaking, Yan Zhongxing was able to fight one against six yesterday with ease. It shouldn't be like this!
To deal with Wu Shankong, it is estimated that Tang Feng of his family does not need to expend much physical strength. And Yan Zhongxing is more powerful than Tang Feng, how could he possibly run out of gas?
Although full of doubts, the elders of the Tang family still adhered to the principle of fairness and justice and continued to shout: "Countdown to the challenge, five...four...three...two...one!"
As soon as the countdown stopped, six avatars were immediately displayed on the big screen.
The martial warriors in the audience suddenly let out a burst of exclamations.
Damn it, the remaining six warriors with twice the limit are all going to come on stage to mess with Yan Zhongxing. How much hatred and hate is this?
Among the six warriors, Zhuang Tong was the last to shine.
He is not young, and is almost the same as Yan Zhongxing. However, in terms of strength, Zhuang Tong is only in the middle of twice the limit, and has not even touched the threshold of three times the limit.
But in the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, there is no doubt that his strength is enough to enter the top ten.
The owner of the banker is smiling.
Zhuang Tong and Wu Shankong are similar. Judging from Yan Zhongxing's current appearance, it is estimated that the medicinal properties have been fully exerted, and he will definitely not be Zhuang Tong's opponent!
In this way, the banker's three masters enter the top ten, and one or two warriors who have surpassed the ultimate peak are added in, and the Bagu Martial Arts Championship is guaranteed to win!
"After Yan Zhongxing is solved, the next one will be the son-in-law of the Pan family." The owner of the banker glanced coldly at Ye Fan in the Pan family area.
"Boy, let me show you the Pan family's prestige first! When the top ten show off, you will be manipulated by my banker!"
The head of the Yan family on the side was very nervous and kept mumbling.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
He knew how strong Yan Zhongxing was. Not to mention those young and middle-aged warriors, even the family elders in the attic of this ancient palace, probably few of them could rival him.
The triple limit is the pinnacle. It will be a matter of time before we reach the quadruple limit!
Thinking of him as the head of the Yan family, it is only four times the limit!
"How could this happen? What on earth is that boy Yan Zhongxing doing!" The head of the Yan family gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
On the bluestone platform, Zhuang Tong and Yan Zhongxing stood face to face.
Yan Zhongxing managed to straighten his back and grinned at Zhuang Tong out of breath: "I have already guessed that you birdies will fight with me on wheels!"
"In this case, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible." Zhuang Tong has a facial paralysis, and there is no expression on his face.
Yan Zhongxing steeled himself, his muscle lines slowly condensing, and he looked like he was struggling, "I have never admitted defeat! If you have the ability, just attack us!"
Zhuang Tong's breath suddenly surged, and his muscle strength spread evenly to every corner of his body. His whole body was like a steel warrior.
He touched the ground with his toes and ran towards Yan Zhongxing.
Different from Wu Shankong, Zhuang Tong did not attack with a big attack at the beginning, but constantly forced Yan Zhongxing to confront him head-on, hoping to consume Yan Zhongxing's physical strength and energy.
Yan Zhongxing was originally weak in strength and energy. He suffered a lot of losses in the confrontation with Zhuang Tong and was quickly suppressed and beaten.
"Bang bang bang..."
The heavy muffled sound was endless, and Yan Zhongxing retreated step by step, leaning left and right. Under Zhuang Tong's stormy attack, he was like a shaky boat, in danger of capsizing at any time.
Whether it was the family heads, elders in the attic of the ancient palace, or the warriors in the martial arts arena, they all looked at him sideways.
"Zhuang Tong is indeed an elite warrior of the Zhuang family. Even a master like Yan Zhongxing cannot benefit from him!"
"Not only can't I get a favor, I'm simply being ravaged!"
"Nima, I thought Yan Zhongxing had a high winning rate in this Bagu martial arts competition! I didn't expect that he couldn't even beat Zhuang Tong!"
"Yes, Zhuang Tong is only in the top ten, far behind Zhuang Yang, Tang Feng and the others!
It seems that Ye Fan is still the best, he dealt with Tang Feng easily and happily, I guess he is the biggest dark horse in this Bagu martial arts competition!"
"Something's wrong, something's wrong, I always feel that Yan Zhongxing is not only capable of this, he was not at a disadvantage against six warriors twice the limit yesterday!"
The warriors in the martial arts arena were whispering and had various speculations about Yan Zhongxing's weakness in his legs.
In the Pan family area, Wang Donggen folded his arms and was greatly ashamed: "Brother Ye, are you looking for an alliance with such a bastard? Even if you take the banker's medicine, isn't it too watery?"
Zhou Xiong deeply agreed: "Brother Ye, if I can barely win this game, I will go up and mess with him? This is a big bargain. If you don't take it, you won't get it!"
"Don't think so." Ye Fan laughed, "This birdie is acting! Look, Zhuang Tong will definitely lose without ten moves!"
"So awesome?" Zhou Xiong smiled, "Brother Ye, what if Yan Zhongxing is really dead?"
"No." Ye Fan shook his head, "This old fox is playing a long game to catch big fish."
"how do you know?"
"His breath, face, and steps are all weak. He looks like a man who has passed away seven times a night. But have you noticed that no matter how hard he can hold on, his vitals are still not hit by the opponent!"
Ye Fan's eyes were very vicious, "He kept his hand, don't worry, this birdman won't lose so easily."
"I still feel that he is lingering on his last breath," Wang Donggen said.
That’s right!
Not only Wang Donggen felt that Yan Zhongxing was holding on, but other people also thought so.
Zhuang Tong lived for more than 40 years. He was as stable as a dog and was not eager for success at all.
Yan Zhongxing wanted to have a duel, but Zhuang Tong didn't give him a chance at all. He would either distance himself and tremble, or dodge left and right, making him unable to grasp Zhuang Tong's movement trajectory.
The two fought for more than ten minutes, Yan Zhongxing's breathing became heavier and heavier, Zhuang Tong also felt a little weak, and his attack was not as sharp as before.
Yan Zhongxing seized on Zhuang Tong's flaw and summoned all his strength to launch a counterattack.
Suddenly, Zhuang Tong was caught off guard.
"After fighting with me for so long, you still have the strength?" Zhuang Tong frowned deeply.
Yan Zhongxing's fist seemed to be weak, but his strength was quite strong, but his appearance was too embarrassing.
"I...I didn't beat you down just because you said you'd beat me down!" Yan Zhongxing's face was pale and he was breathing heavily. The veins on his neck were exposed and he looked like he was on the verge of collapse.
When Zhuang Tong saw this, his expression became silent and cold.
"You are a true warrior. It's a pity that you are the enemy of my banker! That's all, even if you lose, I will let you lose with dignity!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Tong concentrated his fist power, and the muscles of his two arms trembled violently. The gathered fist doubled in size and became extremely solid.
"Seven movements of earth-shaking fist!"
Zhuang Tong gave a sharp shout and rushed towards Yan Zhongxing with his fists raised.
Yan Zhongxing gritted his teeth and waved his fist vigorously, "Striking Wind Long Fist!"
"Bang..."
The two people punched each other, and the scene seemed to be frozen. The small rocks on the ground were immediately shaken out, and scattered in a ten-meter radius around them.
"哐..."
Then, there was a dull sound, and Yan Zhongxing suddenly flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
Zhuang Tong's body swayed, his steps staggered, and he fell to one knee on the ground.
"puff!"
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his hands and feet shaking violently.
"He... he can actually exert such strong energy at this stage!" Zhuang Tong stood up in disbelief, watching Yan Zhongxing struggling on the ground from a distance.
"You have already lost, there is no need to persist."
"There is no word 'admit defeat' in my dictionary!" Yan Zhongxing spat out, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up tremblingly.
"Come on, I can still fight!"
"as you wish!"
Zhuang Tong nodded in approval, summoned up his energy, and attacked Yan Zhongxing with rapid strides.
Before he had taken a few steps, Zhuang Tong's steps faltered, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body fell straight down.
"You... when did your energy enter... into my body?" Zhuang Tong was horrified.
"Of course it was just now." Yan Zhongxing grinned twice, then coughed violently.
He walked up to Zhuang Tong step by step and hit Zhuang Tong on the neck with his knife.
"Sorry, I don't lose that easily!"
Then, Yan Zhongxing stood up with his knees on his knees, panting heavily and looked at the elders of the Tang family.
"Can...can you declare me the winner?"
"Um."
The elders of the Tang family took a breath of air-conditioning in surprise, and then shouted loudly to all the warriors in the audience: "Yan Zhongxing, win, score two points!"
After saying this, he did not continue to challenge the countdown, but first asked Yan Zhongxing: "Are you sure you can still fight?"
"Of course!" Yan Zhongxing looked embarrassed, almost unsteady on his feet, but his face was still arrogant: "This is not my strength yet! I... I am a person who gets more and more excited the more I fight!"
Tough talk!
The elder of the Tang family shook his head and started counting down.
This time, not only those warriors who had twice the limit, but also those who exceeded the limit pressed the challenge button.
An ultra-limit martial artist from the Huang family reacted the fastest and jumped onto the martial arts platform impatiently, looking at Yan Zhongxing and bursting into laughter.
He has a sure chance of victory this time.
Although the victory is a bit weak, as long as you can win, who cares about you?