Ye Chong raised his hand and gave Lin Xiaonuan a brain-destroying blow, then smiled and said: "If you are still dizzy, just talk and I will help you regain consciousness."
"Captain, it hurts a lot," Lin Xiaonuan rubbed her head and took a step back, then smiled, "But for the sake of helping me remove the obstacles, I forgive you."
"Haha, you are quite thick-skinned," Ye Chong smiled slightly, "I am not as good as you think. Everything I do is just to win, including when I fight you, I will go all out."
"Really, captain?" Lin Xiaonuan stuck out his tongue, "Then you won't really beat me to death when we compete, right? Humph, you are a newbie and hate the old."
"Haha," Ye Chong smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm reluctant to beat you to death. It will only make your face fatter, just like that golden retriever just now."
"I don't want it," Lin Xiaonuan covered her face with her hands and protested in a low voice, "Then you might as well beat me to death. If you die under peonies, you can be a ghost."
"..." Ye Chongdun's head was full of black lines, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the other party. Instead, he turned to look at the ring.
At this moment, the tall fat man holding a three-pointed two-edged sword was already fighting with the little girl with dreadlocks.
After a round of rest, the tall and fat man's body and condition had obviously recovered a lot.
The wound on his abdomen was bandaged again, and at least there seemed to be no blood oozing out from the surface.
The little girl with dreadlocks fell into Wen Shangwu's trap in the third round. Although she was not injured, she lost three points.
This experience obviously brought a strong stimulation to her martial arts life.
At this moment, there was less cuteness in her eyes, but more depth, sharpness and coldness.
Buzz!
The tall fat man 2156's three-pointed, two-edged sword slashed diagonally at the opponent with a loud explosion. The latter raised the javelin-like weapon in his hand, just where it intersected with the three-pointed, two-edged sword.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the three-pointed and two-edged sword suddenly flew away from his hand.
Then came the next moment.
Whoa!
The black tip of the gun was pointed at the tall fat man's choked throat.
boom!
There was an instant commotion around the arena.
"This girl is so strong, the fat man is no match for her."
"After all, she is a high-level martial arts warrior with great physical skills and strength. 2156 cannot defeat her."
"Actually, in the third round, if she hadn't been fooled by Wen Shangwu, she would have been able to kill that guy in minutes."
"uncertain.
Although Wen Shangwu is cunning and hateful, he also has strength.
After all, he is a high-level martial arts warrior and has a higher level of cultivation than the tall, fat man.
This little girl is fast, powerful and has good movement skills, but she is young and lacks experience in combat, which is a major flaw.
Normally, when you meet someone like a tall, fat man in a fight, everything is easy to talk about.
But if you really meet an experienced master like Wen Shangwu, you will probably fail miserably."
"The little girl must be of African descent, right? She looks small, but she's actually not that young either. Haha, she looks older than my wife."
"Damn it! Brother, you have a vicious eye. If you didn't tell me, I really didn't pay attention to this."
"No, there's something wrong with your eyes. What do you mean by that? It's obvious..."
"Shhh, shhhh, stop talking, be careful if someone slaps you."
"You are thinking too much.
The little girl exudes a lot of coercion and has unlimited murderous potential.
Look at the six paths.
Listen to all directions.
high speed.
Great strength.
Good body skills.
I think these are just the tip of the iceberg of this little girl’s abilities.
Her true strength may be terrifying.
It’s best not to provoke him.”
…
After the referee announced the result of the first game of the fourth round of the 199 group, the second game started immediately.
According to the regulations of the second round group stage of the Yangwu Conference, there are 1,000 participants in the second round group stage, a total of 200 groups, all of which are arranged to be held in 100 stages of the first stadium.
Each arena is responsible for the competition of two groups, and each competition is limited to 10 minutes. After one competition is over, the next round begins.
Therefore, if the game ends early, it will be worry-free for the participants, as well as for the game supervisors and referees.
If nothing else, at least I can rest early and prepare for the third competition day.
The second game of the fourth round of Group 199 was 2597 versus 2864.
Since the little skinny guy 2597 was brutally beaten by the tall fat guy 2156 in the first game, he has missed two consecutive rounds.
In fact, qualifying from the second round group stage has nothing to do with him.
This time he resolutely returned to the field from the school hospital to continue the competition. In fact, it more reflects his indomitable warrior spirit.
How difficult it is to win.
What's more, what he is facing now is no one else, but Wen Shangwu, who is famous for his insidiousness and cunning.
The little thin man knew very well that even if he was in his best condition, it would be impossible to defeat the opponent.
Wen Shangwu obviously didn't take the little skinny man seriously either.
After the referee announced the start, he immediately waved his sword and started attacking.
The little skinny guy is really fast, and he's very steady and ruthless.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang Clang Clang!
A pair of axes flew up and down in the palms, constantly colliding with the sword.
At the same time, the little skinny man moved his steps, trying for an opportunity to attack personally.
An inch long, an inch strong.
An inch short, an inch dangerous.
Long and short weapons play different roles at different distances.
Long weapons are advantageous over long distances.
Short weapons are advantageous at short range.
The longer the weapon you hold, the wider the attack range and the greater the attack power.
The shorter the weapon in your hand, the closer you are to the opponent and the better the attack effect.
Compared with the ax in the hand of the little thin man, the long sword in Wen Shangwu's hand is longer and the other is shorter. One wants to distance himself and exert his power, while the other wants to get closer to him and increase the damage.
The audience at the scene watched this wonderful battle scene and kept cheering.
"2597 is injured, but his fighting ability is so strong, he can be considered a master."
"What's the use of being stronger?
After losing the first game and missing two consecutive rounds, it was no longer possible to qualify.
If it were me, I would never take risks here.
Too dangerous.
If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life."
"What do you know? 2597 does this to truly hone himself, and this is also one of the purposes of holding a martial arts conference."
"2597 is still very bloody, but it will not be easy to defeat Wen Shangwu."
"hey-hey.
I can't tell for sure.
Wen Shangwu is very good at talking.
The third round was just a little girl who cheated.
Otherwise, he will definitely be abused, this time..."
It was at this time.
Chacha!
puff!
Wen Shangwu shook the long sword in his hand, and struck each ax in the opponent's hand at an incredibly fast speed. Then, like lightning, it bypassed a pair of small axes and immediately penetrated the little thin man's right shoulder.
Almost at the same time, the latter groaned, and the axes in his hands fell to the ground with a clang. It sounded extremely pleasant, but it also seemed like endless ridicule and ridicule.
Then came the next moment.
Whoa!
Wen Shangwu laughed ferociously, then flicked his hand, and the little thin man was immediately picked up by the long sword and fell under the ring.