King of Gods Chapter 20: Basic Fist Technique
The moment the sound started, it marked the official start of Clan martial contest.
The audience is quiet.
"The first round, the group stage! All participants are divided into ten groups, distributed to ten competition stations, and grouping now begins ..."
Under the Clan arrangement, many outer children have been assigned to one contest.
"No. 188, No. 7 contest station!"
Zhao Feng heard this voice and was arranged to compete on arrived VII.
The rule of the competition is that there are about 50 people in each contest, and the top ten are selected for promotion to the next round.
For example, there are fifty-two people on the seventh contest station where Zhao Feng is located.
Zhao Feng's left eye, passing ten groups in the audience, and found that the allocation of Clan to each group is regular.
The most obvious point is that the top ten children in the outer rank are evenly divided into ten groups.
For example, the first Zhao Yue is assigned to the first group.
Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei will be assigned to the second group, the third group ...
In this way, avoid the children of strength who are too strong and meet too early.
"Each group is evenly distributed, which can ensure that each group advances to the top ten without much luck.
Zhao Feng secretly nodded.
Next, Zhao Feng began to pay attention to some of the children of this group strength.
In the seventh group, the strongest of strength is "Zhao Chengang", ranked seventh among the outer children.
Zhao Chengang figure is slender and straight, Martial Path Third Layer Peak's aura makes some nearby children afraid.
Being able to be included in the top ten of Outer Children must be distinguished.
What makes Zhao Feng unexpected the most is that in the seventh group, he also met an acquaintance of arrived.
That is a charming and beautiful young girl in a snow robe, whose figure looks so familiar.
"Brother Feng."
Zhao Xue smiled and looked at a glance with Zhao Feng, without saying more.
Zhao Feng just responded to nodded.
"Xiaoxue! You can rest assured that I was instructed by Brother Jian just now. I will definitely repair Zhao Feng. It is best to hurt him and not get a good ranking."
The team's No. 1 Zhao Chengang came to Zhao Xue and whispered a smile.
"You ..."
Zhao Xue With his eyes fixed, he wanted to say something but stopped talking.
I don't know why, she has a kind of instinct to drive her, she doesn't want to see Zhao Feng get too good ranking ...
At this point, the allocation of matches for each group begins.
"13th to 65th!"
"48th to 355th!"
"179th to 24th!"
...
Each group on the court sounded the announcement of referee Martial Artist.
The first few rounds of the game are all quickly divided.
The referees are all Martial Artist of Clan. They have rich experience and old-fashioned eyes. They can quickly give a verdict on the obvious difference.
For example, the first "Zhao Chengang" in this group, the opponent will fly in one stroke without any suspense.
"188 to 24!"
It's finally Zhao Feng's turn.
Teng!
He jumped figure slightly and fell to the competition stage.
No. 24, is a Martial Path Second Layer youngster, figure is slightly fat, and found cultivation base of Zhao Feng Martial Path Third Layer, and suddenly showed a little fear.
"Split the wind!"
Slightly fat youngster gritted his teeth, gathered whole body blood, rushed forward.
He is performing a kind of Middle Rank Martial Art, using the rapid momentum as the main point.
"Flaming Strong Fist!"
Zhao Feng downplayed a punch to meet him.
On the that moment where he punched, the referee on the 7th competition stage showed a hint of surprising colour.
Because Zhao Feng is a kind of basic Fist Technique!
Bang!
Fist palms are staggered, and the slightly fat youngster grunt is beaten by Zhao Feng. figure stunned, planted a heel, and rolled to the ground.
"No. 188 wins!"
The referee paused slightly and quickly gave a judgement.
Zhao Feng's played for the first time and won so easily.
Because his opponent is not strong, it is not too noticeable.
"Hum! This kid really dares to grow up and use the basic Fist Technique!"
Some children watching the game sneered.
"188 to 66!
After a while, it's Zhao Feng's turn to play for the second time.
In the group stage, there is a rule. If you lose a total of ten games, you will be eliminated. Because in the group stage, only ten people are selected.
If you can win 20 games in a row, you can advance to the next round by immediately and leave the group stage.
The second game of Zhao Feng's is a horse face youngster of Martial Path Second Layer Peak.
"Flaming Strong Fist!"
Zhao Feng's fist does not even need to think, like a fish swimming through the deep-sea corals, accurately hitting the key of opponent.
Oh!
Nama face youngster grunt, and Zhao Feng knocked to the ground with a punch.
"It's the basic Fist Technique again!"
There are some children of Clan on the field, and they are in good shape.
Referee Martial Artist, slightly wrong, expressionless: "188 win!"
This already is the second win of Zhao Feng.
His performance attracted the attention of some Zhao Clan children.
However, in the next two games, Zhao Feng won with the basic Fist Technique.
Four consecutive victories!
"This kid is so crazy, he thought that by virtue of the basic Fist Technique, he would be invincible?"
"Hmm! His opponent is not very strong. When he encounters opponent at the same level, it will not be so easy!"
Some children in the audience sneered at the performance of Zhao Feng's.
"188 to 47!"
Finally, in the fifth round, Zhao Feng's opponent, a child of Martial Path Third Layer, ranked in the top five in the group.
"Zhao Kui! Take that kid down!"
Beijing, some people shouted.
Many people have been dissatisfied with Zhao Feng.
"Boy, that's it."
Zhao Kui's tall body, standing in front, body's powerful Qi and blood strength, condensed in the limb muscles.
He just puts one stop in front of him, which can bring great pressure to other Martial Path Second Layer children.
There are only over sixty Martial Path Third Layer children participating in the competition.
So, every Martial Path Third Layer child is expert in this group.
"Take out your skills."
Zhao Feng smiled indifferently, he hasn't looked at ordinary Martial Path Third Layer yet.
"Hahaha ... you can use the basic Fist Technique if you can."
Zhao Kui laughed a long time, figure was like a male lion, carrying a dreary wind, and rushed to Zhao Feng.
"The Lion King is angry!"
Zhao Kui's whole body qi and blood, condensed and burst into body weight, formed a terrible assault on Zhao Feng.
Even if it's Martial Path Third Layer Peak expert, you don't dare to collide with this kind of force easily.
"Oh, yes! Pick me up-Flaming Strong Fist!"
Zhao Feng figure flashes, took the initiative to meet Zhao Kui, and even put his body under it.
Flaming Strong Fist again?
Some children off the court almost didn't faint.
Hoo!
Zhao Feng throws a punch, as if accompanied by a fierce flame, collided with Zhao Kui's body severely.
嗙 ——
A dull, loud bang, which blew up on the 7th match station.
Soon, a howl came.
Pit!
Zhao Kui, a giant body, is lying on the ground with his teeth broken.
What!
The children in the field are shocked.
"188, Zhao Feng wins!"
Referee Martial Artist, when giving the verdict, it was a little weird.
It's the basic Fist Technique again!
Five consecutive victories!
This is undoubtedly the face of some Clan children.
"Basic Fist Technique ... how is this possible ..."
Zhao Kui stepped down with a look of iron.
After defeating Zhao Kui, the next test of Zhao Feng is easier.
Five consecutive victories ... six consecutive victories ... seven consecutive victories ...
arrived Later, after seeing him, some opponents below Martial Path Third Layer simply gave up.
On the 7th contest station, who has the same winning streak, only the team ranked "Zhao Chengang".
"It turns out that this kid is the basic Fist Technique cultivate arrived Peak crucial moment, no wonder it is so powerful, this must be the result of the special cultivate basic Fist Technique. Hum, when you meet me, let you taste the power of High Rank Martial Art ..."
Zhao Chengang sneered secretly.
So far, Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang, the "Double Heroes" of the No. 7 contest, have maintained a record of winning streak.
Seven consecutive victories ... eight consecutive victories ... nine consecutive victories ... ten consecutive victories ...
"You say Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang, which one is more powerful."
"It should be Zhao Chengang odds of success, but Zhao Feng is not weak, it is obviously a dark horse."
Children of Clan, discuss spiritedly near Biwutai.
Like other groups, they all have one of the most expert, which is invincible all the way.
For example, Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, strength is arrogant to the whole group, and opponent all the way, mostly abstaining.
Especially Zhao Yijian, the performance of strength is too horrible. If he strikes a sword, he may hurt his life. His opponent basically abstained.
Only Group 7, there is a situation of "double heroes".
Many people on the field are looking forward to the encounter between Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang.
On the twelfth match of Zhao Feng's, he met an acquaintance of arrived.
That's Zhao Xue!
This is an awkward opponent.
"Xiaoxue, give up."
Zhao Feng is calm.
Zhao Xue just barely reaches second layer Peak, it can never be his opponent.
At this time, even Zhao Yijian of No. 2 contest station is watching the situation here.
"Admit defeat? I won't!"
Zhao Xue silver teeth bite, and Jiao Qiao's beautiful face reveals a hint of stubbornness.
She doesn't allow herself to give in to Zhao Feng like this.
At the time of Green Leaf Town, Zhao Xue always admired and admired Zhao Feng, thinking that he was the best youngster in town.
However since enters into the Sun Feather City Zhao Clan, she found out that Green Leaf Town is so small ...
As a vulnerable woman, in a strange and cruel environment, she resolutely made a choice to climb the top three Zhao Yijians.
Although Zhao Feng never accepted her, Zhao Xue refused to give in to her original choice.
"Okay!"
Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly.
"Floating Windman!"
Zhao Xue whispered, the slender figure resembled a breeze, blending into the continuous palm, pointing directly at Zhao Feng's temple.
"Floating Wind Hand" is a set of Middle Level Peak martial art, suitable for women cultivate, good at Rou Kegang.
On the cultivation technique level, "Windwinder" and Zhao Feng's "Angry Dragon Fist" equivalent to, but the latter can be restrained, as well as the "Flaming Strong Fist" with a strong style.
"Flaming Strong Fist!"
Zhao Feng is unmoved, with a simple basic punch, not slow, not fast hits.
Slam!
One punch and one palm, overlapping.
Immediately, I saw a humming Zhao Xue, body was unstable, and I was about to fall.
Oh!
Zhao Feng sighed slightly and reached out to support Zhao Xue.
After all ... the other party was an similar race child who grew up together.
"Point the wind!"
Unexpectedly, that moment supported by Zhao Xue, cold glow flashes in his eyes, a sharp scream of Yuzhi streaks, pointed directly at Zhao Feng's chest.
The sudden change of this scene made many Clan children on the field surprised.
The referee Martial Artist is one of them.
Under such close distance, Zhao Feng reached out and held Zhao Xue, almost unable to dodge.
"Hum!"
A little anger appeared on Zhao Feng's face, body emerged a powerful blood, his arms, body shocked, and Zhao Xue flew out.
Flop!
Zhao Xue screamed, spit out a blood, flew out of the contest, fell a confused, and chanted.
"The 188th Zhao Feng wins."
The referee Martial Artist's indifferent verdict, meanwhile, he dismissively glanced at Zhao Xue a glance.
Obviously, Zhao Xue's performance just made the referee shameless.
"Xueer!"
The Zhao Yijian of the second contest station, exclaimed, flew over.
Zhao Feng walked down the contest platform with a cold face, but he never expected that Zhao Xue would still attack himself in that case.
"Boy ... let's see! When you meet arrived, you will know what shame is."
Zhao Yijian has Yin Yin cold light in her eyes.
"I look forward to it too."
Zhao Feng turned away and never looked at Zhao Xue a glance.
He also faintly heard the voice of Zhao Xue: "Sword brother, you must avenge me ..."
After defeating Zhao Xue, Zhao Feng won twelve consecutive victories.
Twelve consecutive victories ... Thirteen consecutive victories ... Fourteen consecutive victories!
Zhao Feng's record, a little improvement.
Looking at this trend, he has a basic set of Fist Technique and wants to sweep the No. 7 contest station.
On the 7th contest station, there is only the "Zhao Chengang" ranked first in the group, with his record equivalent to.
"I have six games left and I will be able to advance to the next round."
Zhao Feng appears calm and calm throughout the game.
However.
Just in the fifteenth round, Zhao Feng met "Zhao Chengang", which ranked first in the arrived group.
The situation of "Double Heroes Going Forward" on the 7th Biwutai finally pushed to a climax!
"Finally met!"
The children of the Zhao Clan in the seventh group, like a heavy load, are long heave a sigh of relief, showing excitement.
Even some contestants in other groups are eager and looking forward to this.
It's fun!
The referee on the 7th contest showed a smile.
"Boy, finally met you, you can continue to use the basic Fist Technique if you have the ability."
Zhao Chengang licked his tongue, and there was a hint of playful smile in his eyes.
On strength, Zhao Chengang ranks in the top ten of the outer children. The training is High Rank Martial Art, three levels higher than the basic Fist Technique.
If Zhao Feng dares to use the basic Fist Technique, it is tantamount to asking for shame!
At this time, the eyes of many Zhao Clan members on the field were attracted by this side.
"Why not? I continue to use the basic Fist Technique."
Zhao Feng is not salty.
What! also uses basic Fist Technique?
The uproar on the court was accompanied by more shock and air-conditioning.
"Did this guy take the wrong medicine!"
"It's so crazy! He really thought that with the basic Fist Technique, he could swept the group stage?"
...
"Also ... use the basic Fist Technique?"
The referee jerked violently.
Even from the referee's point of view, he felt that Zhao Feng was too big!
As Zhao Chengang of opponent, the smile on his face suddenly freezes, as if he was slapped hard ...