A dignified martial ancestor, he was rejected by the blind date girl at the beginning

Chapter 26 Not easy to deal with

There are generally 4 arenas like yesterday, and the winner will be determined in one round.

The winner goes up and the loser retreats.

At the same time, a huge electronic display board lit up in the center of the stadium.

The display said that today more than 300 players are against their respective opponents.

Boxes for a quick search on the display board.

Successfully found your own number.

Looking at his opponent, it turned out to be player No. 620 of the Xinwuhui.

Chen He vaguely remembered that he was a supernatural being who could use body strengthening.

Not easy to deal with.

Not long after, the second day of the game officially began.

Chen Zhixun's voice was heard from a distance, coming from the No. 1 ring.

at this time
Ring 1

It's player 505 playing against player 603.

Contestant No. 505 is from Crazy Sword Martial Arts. He is tall and looks about 20.

This person's aura is strong, much stronger than the aura of those disciples who fought against the new martial arts yesterday. I'm afraid he has already entered the blood-changing mirror.

The crowd exclaimed.

I don't know if he can test out the strength of the new martial arts disciples.

Contestant No. 603 is from Xinwuhui, wearing a black windbreaker and carrying a long sword on his back.

The momentum is calm and there is no color.

But no one in the audience dared to underestimate him.

With Chen Zhixun's voice sounded.

Contestant No. 505 walked onto the ring with a sword in hand, while contestant No. 603 leaped onto the ring with a sword on his back.

As soon as the two entered the ring, sparks flew.

Contestant No. 505 looked displeased:
"I heard that you people from the New Martial Arts Association were very arrogant when you were on stage yesterday? Don't you take our Ningcheng warriors seriously?"

Contestant 603 chuckled lightly:
"Although you seem to be stronger than the trash in front of you, you are still vulnerable to me."

"I don't think so much about Xinwuhui, I will let you taste the power of my pig-killing knife."

Hearing the name of No. 505's self-reported knife technique, the audience below all laughed.

Did he mean to slaughter the address of the Xinwuhui like a pig?

Arrogance is indeed very arrogant.

But everyone likes it very much, because they can't understand the arrogance of those disciples of Xinwuhui.

No. 603 sneered:
"What is your pig-killing knife technique? You don't mention it directly in front of my chicken-slaying sword technique."

Obviously, No. 603 also fought against him, creating the so-called chicken-butchering swordsmanship.

Accompanied by the ringing of the game bell.

No. 505 attacked first, waving the weapon in his hand in a long stride, the spiritual power of the sword technique was displayed in the air, and there were afterimages.

Suddenly he raised his knife and chopped off the arm of the Xinwuhui contestant.

Shouted: "Chop pig's trotters."

The Xinwuhui contestant swung his sword to fight back, instantly breaking his blade.

He jumped up, stabbed No. 505 in the chest, and shouted: "Shave the chicken breast."

No. 505 blocked the opponent's attack, and the blade turned to chop off the neck of the Xinwuhui disciple, shouting to chop the pig's head.

The disciple of the Xinwu Association leaned sideways, drew his sword as fast as lightning, and slashed at the leg of the disciple of the Crazy Sword Martial Arts Academy, shouting to chop off chicken legs.

These two people back and forth, hugging each other with the names of their own moves.

Make the audience laugh out loud.

But soon, they stopped laughing.

I saw No. 603 of Xinwuhui suddenly split from one to three.

This scene stunned No. 505.

He subconsciously slashed towards the nearest number 603.

But don't want to be just a phantom.

The frenzied knife in his hand slashed through the air.

No. 505 continued to attack, this is his signature mad knife technique.

The brilliant light of the sword enveloped the entire arena.

However, No. 603 on the entire ring seemed to have turned into a phantom.

No matter how many 603s he chops, there will always be more 603s.

Such a weird ability made No. 505's scalp tingle.

Under the full attack, No. 505 was seriously exhausted.

The speed dropped without 10 seconds.

at this time.

The two unremarkable phantoms next to them suddenly changed their movements, turning stabs into slashes.

The disciple of Crazy Sword Martial Arts was unable to dodge, and was cut off by No. 603 of Xinwuhui with a sword.

Blood flowed profusely on the spot, and that leg even flew out of the ring.

Everyone was shocked at this moment, even the princess who had nothing to do with Crazy Saber couldn't help standing up.

No. 505 clutched his broken leg in pain, and murmured: "How is this possible?"

Before he could say the second sentence, he was kicked by No. 2 and fell to the ring.

And mocked: "Traditional warriors are all waste."

The people in the audience saw that the true disciple of Crazy Saber Martial Arts was defeated so easily, and even had a leg cut off.

They all exclaimed how is this possible?He is a blood-changing martial artist.

However, it is still vulnerable to the special abilities of the dancers in the Xinwuhui.

This guy's ability is really weird, he deserves to be a genetic warrior.

These people all have weird abilities.

And these abilities, they have seen a lot yesterday.

Now this No. 603 is actually able to divide the Phantom.

It should be a special phantom ability.

Capable of blinding the enemy's perception.

The players who were watching the match at this time looked dignified.

This No. 603 is another formidable opponent.

Many people began to speculate, wondering if the No. 11 player could beat them?

No. 505 flew out of the ring.

The referee announced that contestant No. 603 had won the game.

at the same time
The discussion on the VIP platform was even more extraordinary.

These hall owners are discussing, if all the disciples of these new martial arts associations are so powerful, then our disciples will be in danger.

The owner of the Crazy Saber Martial Art Museum saw his disciple being cut off with a leg on the ring, he was furious, and roared: "These disciples of the New Martial Arts Club are so vicious! They really have lost the style of a martial artist."

"I suggest that the competition should ban these new martial arts fighters who have no martial arts virtues."

Xu Zheng next to him laughed and said: "Warrior contests, fists and feet have no eyes, it is inevitable that there will be deaths and injuries."

"Isn't the owner of the museum always aware of this truth?"

The curator often choked on Xu Zhen's words and couldn't speak.

The other museum owners didn't know how to refute.

There is also a martial arts master who makes sarcastic remarks.

"Master Chang, I think you should care about your disciples."

"What a good seedling, it was scrapped just like that."

The owner of the constant hall immediately roared: "Are you trying to single out?"

Simultaneously
The voice of the master of the Qingmu hall also came from the second ring.

The second ring is No. 11 against No. 620.

Hearing the voice, Chen He knew it was time for him to take the stage.

Compared with yesterday, there are more spectators gathered around his ring.

At this time, these audiences were all cheering for themselves.

He didn't feel anything about it, he just wanted to see the strength of the disciples of the so-called Xinwuhui.

I saw Chen He walked onto the ring very low-key, with a blank face, standing in a corner of the ring with his hands behind his back.

While Chen He was waiting, contestant No. 602 appeared.

The spotlight is on No. 602.

Showing his tall and straight posture.

This person is two meters tall, Kongwu is powerful, and his muscles are like iron.

Chen He was very impressed with him, this person would use strengthening artists to enhance his physical strength.

The defense power has been greatly improved for a period of time.

Ordinary fists, kicks and swords can't hurt him at all.

I saw that every time No. 620 took a step, there would be a deep footprint on the ground, and every time he took a step, his momentum would continue to increase.When he walked to the ring, his aura reached its peak.

Loudly introduced to Chen He that I am Tie Shifeng, a disciple of the New Martial Arts Association, and raised his middle finger at Chen He arrogantly: "You are the so-called No. 11 dark horse? You will fall under my iron fists."

"Big man, I heard that your defense is unparalleled in the world. No sword, gun, sword or halberd can break your defense. I don't know if it's true or not. Do you dare to stand there and receive my three punches?"

Tie Shifeng laughed loudly: "Boy, if you are so small and thin, so what if I stand there and let you punch thirty punches?"

(End of this chapter)