Everyone looked towards the direction from which the sound came.
"Captain? What do you mean?"
"It's Arena 176."
"Female, it's that little beauty."
…
Of course Ye Chong also looked over, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and walked a few steps quickly: "Yang Ying, are you also in the 235 group?"
"Yes, Captain," Yang Ying blushed and twisted her body, "Are you surprised?"
"Shut up!" shouted a male teacher in his forties next to him, "The time is up and the competition officially begins."
At the same time, orders to start the battle were also sent from various other arena locations.
Ye Chong and Yang Ying couldn't help but smile at each other, and both looked at the male teacher who was speaking.
"I would like to emphasize that contestant No. 0111 missed the mark by 10 seconds. This is considered a fluke. Once the competition officially starts, if the contestant does not take the stage, it will be considered a failure." The male teacher in his forties glared at Ye Chong, "For the ring competition,
The rules have been explained before and will not be repeated.
Now the game officially begins.
In the first game, 0039 played against 1633.
In the second game, 1598 faced 2971.
In the third game, 0111 vs. 2242.
Next, please come to the stage 0039, 1633."
Soon, a dark and strong young man touched the ground with one foot and flew onto the ring.
At the same time, another gentle young man jumped up, put his hands on the edge of the ring and climbed up with a groan.
Wow!
The audience in the stands suddenly burst into laughter.
The length and width of the arena are about six or seven meters, and the height is three meters. For warriors, this height is like a step. It is not difficult. For many would-be warriors, it is also easy and they can jump up.
superior.
Like a gentle man, he came to the stage in the way that ordinary people usually do. At first glance, he looked like his body was average, and at the same time, it also revealed that his cultivation was not high.
If combined with the number 0039, it can be judged that this person is undoubtedly the person who signed up when the conditions were initially relaxed.
The Martial Arts Conference is currently a popular martial arts exchange conference, but the audience saw such an interesting and funny scene. It would be strange not to laugh heartily.
After the elegant man came on stage, he smiled politely at the big black man and said: "It is a great fate that we can get together here, brother, I..."
The big black man acted as if he didn't hear anything and rolled over with big strides.
The elegant man immediately let out a snarl, turned around and stepped back, but he didn't want to miss his footing and fall down onto the ring with a snap.
boom!
The huge stadium instantly turned into a sea of laughter.
"Holy shit! This guy can do it. He set a record for the fastest exit from the stage at the beginning."
"The key point is that this guy fell down before he even made a move, and he didn't even show off his magical skills. It's such a pity, hahaha."
"Actually, this is good, so as not to be photographed as a beefcake by the gangster."
"Why did you become a beefcake? Is it obviously a misnomer?"
"It looks like the big black guy is pretty strong. When he takes those two steps, it's like the hill is moving. He's full of momentum."
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"1633 won, 0039 lost." The man in his forties announced, and then added: "The next game will be between 1598 and 2971."
Whoa!
Yang Yingfei stepped onto the ring, her body as light as a little swallow.
Immediately afterwards, a handsome and elegant young man smiled, plucked onions from the dry land, and flew straight to the stage, which immediately caused a round of applause.
Ye Chong couldn't help but nodded secretly. He had to say that the physical skills displayed by the elegant man were obviously better than Yang Ying's.
"However, who among these two is 1598 and who is 2971?" Ye Chong murmured in his heart, "It was easy to guess the 0039 just now. The one who signed up early is relatively weak, but these two...well, I don't know Yang either.
When did Ying break through?"
While Ye Chong was thinking wildly, the two people on the ring had already exchanged hands.
I saw the elegant man with a smile on his face, launching an attack unhurriedly, with a pair of slender hands, like willow branches, sweeping towards Yang Ying's upper, middle and lower body.
Yang Ying dodged left and right, trying to attack with her feet, but the opponent's movement skills were really good, and she was able to neutralize them all easily.
Soon the next moment came, the elegant man sneered, his left hand suddenly accelerated, and he touched Yang Ying's face, and his right hand suddenly changed his palm and slapped her on the chest.
At this critical moment, Yang Ying put one foot on the ground and flew into the air. Unexpectedly, the opponent's right palm reached forward like a ghost, and instantly caught Yang Ying's left ankle, and then lifted it up.
Ah~
Yang Ying screamed in surprise, and her body was moved by the other party, and she was in a state of panic for a moment.
Ye Chong's eyes narrowed and his expression became extremely cold.
Yang Ying suddenly tightened her right foot and stabbed the opponent's chest hard.
The romantic and suave man was obviously on guard. He smiled softly and let go of his right hand. However, his right foot flew up and kicked Yang Ying hard on the back.
Bang!
Ah~
The latter screamed and flew down to the ring. Ye Chong turned around and caught Yang Ying in his arms. He saw that her face was as golden as paper, and there was blood on the corner of her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured.
"Thank you, captain." Yang Ying smiled quietly, but didn't want to spit out a mouthful of blood, "I... I've embarrassed the captain."
"Stop talking," Ye Chong couldn't help but frown, and gently put Yang Ying down, "Sit down and practice, meditate on martial arts skills."
"2971 wins, 1598 loses." The referee, who was about forty years old, announced: "The third game will proceed, 0111 versus 2242, both sides will take the stage."
Whoosh!
The tall and muscular man beside the ring glanced at Ye Chong coldly, and then flew onto the stage, making a rumbling sound.
Ye Chong touched the ground with one foot, jumped up on the stage, looked at the opponent quietly and said: "If you compete with me, there are three immortals..."
"Damn, who do you think you are?!" The big and thick man smiled disdainfully and interrupted Ye Chong. "If you want to die, just step forward! If you don't want to die, just jump down! Stop talking nonsense..."
Whoa!
Ye Chong's body swayed, and he appeared in front of the opponent like lightning, and then slapped him with his right hand.
Snap!
Ahhh!
The tall and thick man stared with huge eyes. Before he could realize what was going on, he was slapped to the ground hard.
Immediately, the smell of blood filled the air. Half of the body of the five big and three thick man was beaten to pieces with his shoulder straps on his back. He immediately collapsed on the ground and could not move.
boom!
The huge stadium suddenly became extremely noisy.
"Damn it! I didn't expect Ye Chong to be so powerful. I guess he could have killed him with just one palm?!"
"I don't know if he's dead or not, but he must be crippled. Damn, half of his body is rotten. I'll strangle him."
"Why is Ye Chong so fast and powerful?
It should be comparable to ordinary high-level martial arts warriors, right?
But isn’t he a junior martial arts warrior with a first-level cultivation level?
Oh my god.
How on earth did he do it?!"
…
"0111 wins, 2242 loses." The middle-aged man in his forties squinted at Ye Chong, and then announced: "Everyone can take a rest. The second round will start at 14:00."