"You have made progress." Tang Feng smiled lightly and praised his clan brother in a graceful manner.
"This... doesn't seem to exist. Maybe he took advantage of that person's four consecutive battles." Tang Long scratched his head in embarrassment.
"If you win, you win. There is nothing to be modest about." Tang Feng patted Tang Long on the shoulder.
Tang Long was secretly delighted.
As the first warrior to advance, this is no ordinary honor.
No matter whether there was luck in it or not, it was enough to make Tang Long and the Tang family proud.
The elder of the Tang family looked happy, "Now let's start the second lottery draw!"
A group of family elders came forward, and Elder Lin took out a clan card from the box.
Elder Tang was stunned and said loudly: "Tang family!"
"Wow!"
There was a burst of cheers in the Tang family area. It was obvious that Tang Long's promotion had greatly boosted their morale.
Elder Lin's face was very ugly, and he angrily took out a name card from the Tang family's name box.
Everyone gathered around to take a look, and their expressions suddenly solidified.
The elder of the Tang family was overjoyed again and glanced at the most outstanding genius warrior in his family.
"Second round of defending warrior, Tang Family Tang Feng!"
All the warriors from the Tang family laughed loudly.
Tang Feng is only thirty-four years old this year, and he reached twice the limit two years ago. After two years of hard work, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
It is said that before the start of the Bagu Martial Arts Tournament, he once fought for fifty rounds with masters who were three times the limit in the clan and never fell into a disadvantage.
It can be seen from this that Tang Feng's strength is unfathomable, and he may even have reached the threshold of three times the limit!
The warriors from other families showed bitterness on their faces.
"How to fight this?"
"Tang Feng is conservatively estimated to be one of the top three in the Bagu Martial Arts Association. Coupled with his Tang family's unique skills, even a master who is three times the limit can compete. Aren't we here to deliver food?"
"Indeed, in this Bagu martial arts competition, only Zhuang Yang, the banker, can fight with him!"
"No, no, the son-in-law of the Pan family is also very powerful. He defeated Yan Jun who was twice the limit in five minutes! You know, Yan Jun is the top seed of the Yan family, and it is said that he is also a master who has almost touched the threshold of three times the limit!"
"Yeah, watching the Pan family's son-in-law fight against the Yan family, I feel like he hasn't used all his strength. Maybe he really has the strength to compete with Tang Feng."
"Alas...this time the Bagu martial arts competition will basically consist of the three of them!"
"Oh, don't forget, that dwarf from the Yan family is also very powerful!
In the second game, the dealer used three double-ultimate warriors and combined them with double-ultimate warriors from the other three tribes, but they still failed to defeat him, and instead injured two of them!"
"Nima, this Baku Martial Arts Tournament has changed too much."
The warriors of all races in the audience whispered to each other, complaining about the bugs after changing the rules.
While they were communicating, Tang Feng had already had three byes, and no warrior from the family dared to challenge him on stage.
"Tang Feng has accumulated three points, the fourth round of challenges begins! Countdown..."
The elder of the Tang family smiled more and more. If he hadn't been the referee, he would have burst into laughter.
In the Pan family area, Zhou Xiong and Wang Donggen stood next to Ye Fan, one on the left and one on the right, admiring.
"Brother Ye, this Tang Feng is too awesome. It's been three rounds. Is it true that no one dares to challenge him?" Zhou Xiong bared his teeth.
"Looking at him, he doesn't look much older than us. With his talent, let alone joining our reserve team, even if he joins the special team, he will be an upper-middle-class expert!"
"It's not that easy." Ye Fan laughed, "The Tang family finally produced such a genius, how could they be willing to put him in the special team?
Besides, do you think our special team can get in if we want? It’s useless to fight again, one bullet can kill him.”
"That's right." Zhou Xiong grinned, "Put it outside. Even a master like Tang Feng can be eliminated slowly if you give me a beating."
The special team not only requires strong force, but also has extremely strict requirements on various hot and cold weapons, transportation, language communication, crisis prediction, combat command and other qualities.
Force is only one of the evaluation criteria for close combat, and it absolutely cannot represent the comprehensive strength of a special team member within the team.
In the previous life, there were two members of Ye Fan's special Eagle team. Their close combat capabilities were beyond the limit. Ye Fan could kill them instantly with just the strength of his muscles.
However, if the distance between the two was increased to two thousand meters before fighting, Ye Fan thought that it would be very good to save his life.
Because these two people have extremely terrifying sensitivity to weather, wind direction, and farsightedness.
With the same sniper rifle with a range of one thousand meters, Ye Fan can only hit targets of one thousand two hundred meters at most, but the two of them can accurately snipe all targets within two thousand meters!
Logically speaking, a 1,000-meter sniper rifle cannot have such a far shooting range to kill someone.
However, they can shoot into the sky according to the direction and force of the wind, and the bullets can be ejected from high altitudes to strike accurately.
No one would believe this kind of thing, but there are people who can do it.
Therefore, Ye Fan never uses the strength of his own force as a symbol of the strength of an individual soldier.
As long as he is given enough bullets, he is confident that he can assassinate all the warriors present within half an hour without any clues being discovered!
"Brother Ye, the Tang family has passed the fourth round." Wang Donggen whispered.
"No one has challenged yet?" Ye Fan was stunned.
"Yes, the warriors of those families are all rat gallbladders. If you tell me, I will kill him in any round!" Wang Donggen grinned.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and quietly picked up the button.
On the fighting stage, the elder of the Tang family excitedly said loudly: "Tang Feng has accumulated four points. If no one challenges him yet, he will automatically advance!
The fifth round of challenge, countdown, five...four...three...two...one!"
After finishing speaking, the elder of the Tang family said loudly without even looking at the big screen: "The second warrior to advance to the finals is the Tang family..."
"Wow!"
Before he finished speaking, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the martial arts stage.
"Someone challenged!"
"He is the son-in-law of the Pan family!"
"He wants to challenge Tang Feng? Oh my god, the main event starts so soon?"
"How dare the Pan family's son-in-law dare to challenge Tang Feng? Is he too confident?"
"No one has seen Tang Feng take action. I'm afraid the Pan family's son-in-law is going to be in trouble."
Amidst the questioning, Ye Fan slowly walked onto the martial arts platform and came a few meters in front of Tang Feng.
The elder of the Tang family looked extremely pale, "Ye Fan, are you sure you want to challenge Tang Feng?"
"No one challenges him, I want to give it a try!" Ye Fan grinned and said: "Elder Tang, you didn't even look at the screen, are you too impatient? Are you rushing to go on a date with the king of the daughter country?"
The corner of Tang's elder's eyes twitched slightly, "How presumptuous!"
"Just kidding." Ye Fan ignored the angry eyes of the Tang family elders and said, "Hurry up and announce the start. I have long wanted to ask Senior Brother Tang for advice."
"In that case...Tang Feng, don't hold back!"
The elder of the Tang family whispered to Tang Feng, then waved and shouted: "In the fifth round of the ring battle, the Tang family's Tang Feng is treating the disease, Pan's son-in-law Ye Fan, let's have a meeting!"
The martial arts arena instantly became quiet. The warriors from each family raised their necks and stared intently at the two people on the stage.
Tang Feng's expression revealed a look of disgust, and he sneered calmly: "Junior Brother Ye, you made a bad move!"
"Yeah?"
"Based on your performance in the melee, you are enough to enter the top five of this Bagu martial arts competition. But you didn't cherish the opportunity of the Pan family's rise, and instead came to challenge me..."
"So much nonsense."
Ye Fan shook his finger, "If you don't come over, then I will take action first!"
"Hmph!" Tang Feng's face turned cold, and he made a hand gesture, "Then let me ask Junior Brother Ye for some tips!"
"puff……"
Before Tang Feng could finish speaking, Ye Fan's figure suddenly swayed, and then he appeared behind Tang Feng.
"I don't have a clever move, but I have a fist. Let's see how strong it is first!"
The strong whirlwind exploded the air, making Tang Feng's clothes rustle.
"So fast!"
Tang Feng was shocked and turned around to defend himself.
However, Ye Fan had prepared early and his power had already been concentrated at the node, but he took action hastily, and the power that had just been gathered was instantly dispersed by Ye Fan.
"Bang!"
The heavy muffled sound shook the eardrums of the warriors not far away. Looking at the martial arts platform again, Tang Feng was like a willow catkin and was knocked away for more than ten meters. After landing, he "kicked, kicked, kicked" and stepped back seven or eight steps in a row before his body barely managed to move.
Hold on.
"Hiss! What a hard fist!"
Tang Feng's face was so cold that water dripped from his face.
"Senior Brother Tang, it's not over yet!" Ye Fan laughed and ran toward Tang Feng again with his fist raised.
Tang Feng's eyes twitched, "We can't be careless anymore, this Ye Fan's strength is definitely not inferior to mine!"
He quickly shook his painful arm and regrouped his energy, and the muscles in his arms immediately formed lines like steel bars.
"Bare Fist Storm!"
Tang Feng gritted his teeth and rushed towards Ye Fan.
The two fists moved forward and backward, with a strange amplitude, making bursts of continuous explosions in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the strong wind gathered and the momentum was alarming.
Tang Feng's attack was fierce, his punches were terrifying, and his speed was extremely fast.
Ye Fan put away his joking thoughts, gathered all the muscle strength in his body at the tip of his fist, and shouted in a low voice: "Eagle Devouring God, extreme jab!"
"Bang!"
There was an explosion, like a mountain collapsing and rocks shattering.
The two fists touched each other, and a fierce whirlpool spread around.
The bluestone slabs on the ground were cracked with cracks, like spider webs.
The scene was frozen for three seconds, with Ye Fancai and Tang Feng each jumping back.
"Amazing! It's actually as powerful as my ultimate jab!" Ye Fan stared at Tang Feng cautiously and thought to himself: "Based on his punch strength alone, he might be close to a thousand kilograms!"
The approximate limit of human punching strength is three hundred kilograms.
At this stage, if you want to make a breakthrough, you must resort to Qi training methods and Qi control martial arts.
Of course, there are some talented masters who, at their limit, can exceed 300 kilograms, reach 400 or even 500 kilograms simply by relying solely on the punching power of their muscles and body!
But this limit also has a degree, which is infinitely close to 600 kilograms!