Wu Dao breathed twice tiredly and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, I knew I was no match for you. Judging from the calm and calm look on your face, you probably haven't shown your true strength yet."
"It's not as easy as you think. After all, you are in the combined realm, not the inner realm. And I am in the inner realm. It is not easy to defeat you."
Zhang Cheng said slowly.
Wu Dao shook his head, somewhat disbelieving what he said. But he was certain that Zhang Cheng should have considerable strength.
After dozens of rounds, Zhang Cheng seized a gap and defeated Wu Dao.
Wu Dao surrendered on the spot, and the referee declared Zhang Cheng the winner.
All this, the mysterious and powerful giant sword master saw everything, pursed his lips and said: "Members of the Thor Guild, if you only have this means, even if you retain more than half of your strength, it will be a disappointment to me. I hope you will
Let me have more fun!"
Finally, the third round ended and the top eight came out.
Zhang Cheng, Feng Chengli, the mysterious strong man with the giant sword, and other powerful men from other military regions.
Those who can get here have almost no luck, but only strength. Only strength can make it to the top eight.
Any one of them is a strong person at the level of Hejing. Even if he is not at Hejing, he can still have the strength of a strong person in Hejing due to other reasons. For example, Zhang Cheng defeated Hejing at the early stage of Lijing because of his skills.
Draw lots!
In order to ensure fairness, all players drew lots on the spot, and the numbered balls and boxes for the draw were also prepared in full view of everyone.
According to the rules, Number 1 will fight against Number 2, Number 3 will fight against Number 4, Number 5 will fight against Number 6, and Number 7 will fight against Number 8.
"Number eight?" Zhang Cheng took out the number ball from the box. It was number eight.
He looked at the others and saw that the mysterious giant sword man was number one.
"You're lucky, we can only meet in the finals, so I'll let you be happy for a while longer."
The giant sword man opened his mouth and smiled at Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng frowned.
"I'm No. 2." A voice came from the side, and it was from the man named Feng Chengli.
"So, your opponent is me. You are really unlucky." He said to Feng Chengli.
"We won't know until we fight." Feng Chengli showed no weakness and replied coldly, "If you look down on others, you will lose your life if you lose."
This was a threat, but the man smiled instead of getting angry and said: "You are right, you will lose and even lose your life. I advise you to admit defeat!"
Feng Chengli snorted in dissatisfaction and said tit for tat: "So much nonsense!"
There was quite a tense atmosphere under the stage.
On the high platform.
Someone said to Zhang Xiaonian, "Old Zhang, Feng Chengli is your number one man. Do you think he can defeat that giant sword?"
"60 to 70% sure."
Zhang Xiaonian smiled confidently and said, as if he had some reliance on this competition.
The man was shocked. The man with the giant sword was so violent that Zhang Xiaonian was still 60-70% sure. Where did his confidence come from?
Cai Tiexin was a little surprised after hearing this. He looked at Zhang Xiaonian and then at Zhang Xiaonian thoughtfully.
Rong Lao pondered, also thoughtfully.
Last year, Feng Chengli was in third place. That time, he only lost to the second place and was defeated. One year later, this person must have made great progress.
The first match was between Feng Chengli and the mysterious giant sword expert. According to the referee, this person was called Hasar!
"Everyone is in position, three two one, the game begins!"
As the referee's voice fell, Feng Chengli immediately launched a fierce attack on Hasal, and the afterimage of a whip leg struck like a violent storm.
The man named Hasar dodged calmly, and was able to dodge one by one in the intensive offensive like a heavy rain, without even a drop of rain touching him.
Feng Chengli's expression changed slightly. This person was more cultivated than he thought. It seemed that he had not really done anything just now. In this case, he no longer held back and used all his strength, using both fists and kicks.
At this time, Hasar couldn't take it easy anymore. After dodging more than ten punches and kicks in a row, he was punched in the chest.
Hasar grunted, and Feng Chengli felt happy. He seized on this flaw, pursued the victory, and launched a series of fast attacks, crackling!
As a combined realm master, his internal energy burst out and the ground cracked. The powerful internal energy was like a knife, leaving deep wounds on the hard arena.
Hasar couldn't help but retreat, with a look of uneasiness on his face. However, he was suppressed and recovered in the blink of an eye. He smiled and said: "Some tricks actually caused me a small loss. It's a pity that those who wanted to hurt me...
It's impossible. If you have any other means, feel free to use it, otherwise when I take action, you will never have a chance again."
There was a look of horror in Feng Chengli's eyes. He received more than ten blows from me with all my strength, and even the iron plate was torn to pieces. However, this man was not injured. He acted as if nothing had happened. Is this true or is he just pretending?
"So strong. This person's internal strength is extremely deep, much stronger than Feng Chengli."
Wu Dao was shocked.
"What he practices should not be ordinary skills. His defensive power is amazing. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground just now." Wu Jian also had good knowledge and said solemnly.
"You are right, this person is indeed tyrannical." Zhang Cheng also showed a look of solemnity in his eyes, "He sealed his inner power in his Dantian and did not use it with all his strength. If he used it with all his strength, I think it would be difficult for Feng Chengli to even touch him.
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"What? Why did he do this?" Wu Jian and Wu Dao looked at each other. Doesn't it mean that the other party retains a lot of strength?
"I don't know." Zhang Cheng said, but he had an answer in his heart. The other party seemed to want to conceal his identity and didn't want others to find out his identity.
"You are indeed very strong, you are like nothing I have ever seen before." Feng Chengli's face was extremely solemn, and he had already made up his mind, "But it is not easy to defeat me. Let me show you my ultimate kill.
If you can still take it, I will admit defeat."
He had been preparing for this competition for more than half a year.
General Zhang made a deal with someone else half a year ago and obtained the secret book of one of the ten major sects, the Wind and Thunder Sect, the Wind and Thunder Finger!
That was the Feng Lei Sect, one of the top secrets. It was extremely lethal and terrifying. It took him a long time to learn it.
It's his trump card.
General Zhang means to use it as a trump card and as a last resort. As long as you don't spend too much in the early stage, you may have a chance to win the championship.
Relying on his strong strength, Feng Chengli has been hiding his trump card, but now he has to use it when he encounters the powerful and mysterious Hasar.
"Coming."
Zhang Xiaonian was a little nervous and a little excited, and Feng Chengli was about to use "Wind and Thunder Finger".
He is looking forward to it very much. As long as he defeats Hasar, no one will be Feng Chengli's opponent.
On the other hand, Hasal is very calm and seems to have absolute strength and does not take Fengsheng Li as one thing.
"This is?"
Rong Lao saw Hassar's gesture, which looked familiar.
"I seem to have seen it somewhere. No, it's the Wind and Thunder Finger. How could he do it? Isn't that the secret of the Wind and Thunder Sect? Oh no, it will kill someone."