With mixed feelings, the people of the three major martial arts organizations entered the south wing, which was the venue of the fighting competition, and three people had died in the previous six matches.

The bull head of the dark night and Chen Yang of the boxing sect walked to the ring in the middle, and the two jumped up and stood in the center of the ring. At the same time, a beam of lights above his head turned on, and the lights around him dimmed, and Li Xiaomeng sat down next to Long Banshan.

There were three rows of seats around the ring, and the three groups sat separately. There is no communication between each other, the most eye contact.

The bull twisted his neck and rattled, and the two plate axes danced in the air to indicate that he was ready. Chen Yang, who was standing opposite, was carrying a military spur, looking a little careless, but his eyes were very wild.

There are no judges in the National Fighting Championship, and there is no so-called scoring system, and whoever can stand in the end is the winner.

This was the case in the previous games, where the loser was either killed on the spot or was so badly injured that he couldn't get up.

Fighting, kung fu, the ultimate pursuit is originally to crush the opponent, that is the source of the initiation of martial arts. The so-called physical fitness and self-defense are actually deceitful, either you are knocked down or you knock down others, it's as simple as that.

Chen Yang raised his military spur slightly, indicating that he was also ready.

The two fighters with their own weapons and weapons did not need anyone's command, and they instantly broke out and fought together.

The bull-headed tiger was full of energy, dancing a heavy axe towards Chen Yang.

The axe cut through the air and made a whirring sound, and Chen Yang of the Fist Sect was much taller than the bull's head, although he was not as thick and vigorous as the bull's head, his lack of strength was amazing, and his speed was much faster.

The bull's attack is very awe-inspiring, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Chen Yang's feet kept sliding, constantly using military thorns to resist the bull's plate axe, and at the same time taking advantage of the speed advantage to counterattack from time to time.

"Brother Xiaomeng, do you think the bull head can win?" Huang Qikun, who was sitting in the audience, asked Li Xiaomeng in a low voice.

Li Xiaomeng stared intently at the ring, with no expression on his face, and replied: "Each has its own advantages, the gap is not very big, it's hard to say!"

"It depends on whose physical strength is better!" Long Banshan said in a word.

When two evenly matched opponents face each other, physical strength can indeed be the key to victory or defeat.

Li Xiaomeng nodded and agreed, now that the two have just started fighting, it is difficult to see who has more physical strength.

The plate axe in the bull's right hand swung diagonally and violently, and Chen Yang immediately retreated with a kick under his feet, narrowly dodging. Just when the bull's first move had not had time to use the second move, Chen Yang's body leaned forward again, and the military thorn in his hand stabbed straight towards the bull's chest.

Seeing that the sharp tip was about to pierce the bull's chest, he twisted his left hand, and another axe danced, and with a thud the thorn that could have been fatal. But the military thorn still cut a long cut horizontally on the bull's chest, and blood spilled instantly. The bull head couldn't help but snort, if it weren't for the fact that his skin and flesh were thick enough, I was afraid that it would have slipped into his internal organs at once.

For a fighter like Niu Tou, the sting doesn't make him nervous and scared, but it makes him even more excited. There was no intention of stopping at all, and the double-plate axe quickly swung out an airtight plane and slashed at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang gritted his teeth and fought back with military stabs.

For a while, the sound of Dangdang was endless, and the sparks splashed out.

Both of them showed all their strength, and the scene was very hot and dizzying, but the people from the three martial arts organizations who were watching the battle did not make a sound. This is not another playing venue, there will be no applause or shouting, and the few leaders present will not interject to point out anything, even if they see the most obvious loopholes.

The bull's head that was scratched broke out and gradually gained the advantage, and Chen Yang could only take conservative defensive measures and had no chance to counterattack. In addition, the plate axe in the bull head's hand was too heavy, and when he swung it vigorously, when Chen Yang used the military spur to block, he withstood too much force, and when he used his strength to block, he himself would consume great physical strength.

In this kind of high-intensity duel, winning or losing is often in an instant, and if the opponent seizes any opportunity, just one blow is enough to kill.

Chen Yang is a master of the boxing sect, after the hard training of the military, his physical strength is still very amazing, although he was temporarily forced to retreat, but he still did not give Niu Tou too many opportunities.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, the bull head roared, and the axe in his left hand was dodged by Chen Yang, and he swept over with a random turn and swing his leg, and smashed on Chen Yang's shoulder at once, Chen Yang was swept and almost fell.

Good opportunity, Li Xiaomeng secretly screamed in the audience.

If the bull's head catches this moment, you can win.

It's a pity that Niu Tou missed, because Chen Yang's body is also extremely perverted, and he is not stable after he kicks Chen Yang, and both of them need a time difference to balance. So Chen Yang also escaped.

The popular personnel on the opposite side also sweated, among which the old commander Li Huatian, who was sitting in the middle position, frowned, and the green tendons on his forehead flared up, obviously not very satisfied with Chen Yang's performance.

Li Xiaomeng's old acquaintance Blue Wolf sat behind Li Huatian, and Li Xiaomeng's eyes were docked, and while everyone's attention was on the ring, he quietly squeezed his eyes and mouth. Li Xiaomeng nodded lightly, after all, they had carried out a mission together in Lingnan, and the code moved as soon as he saw it.

In just a few tens of seconds between Li Xiaomeng and the blue wolf, a major turning point has taken place in the ring.

Because the bull head was too strong, after smashing the air with an axe, Chen Yang seized the opportunity and stabbed him several times at close range. The front of the spur is cone-shaped, extremely sharp, and has many grooves on it, which is used to bleed.

The bull's abdomen and thighs were pierced with bloody holes, and he screamed.

This kind of pain is much worse than the one just now, and if it were an ordinary person, he would have died.

But at the same time as the bull's head released a big howl, his knees bent, he fell to the ground, threw away the plate axe with his right hand, grabbed Chen Yang's blood-stained military thorn, and pinched it tightly!

"Die!"

With a loud roar, the bull head swung his cold plate axe horizontally with his left hand.

“zien~”

The piercing sound of the plate axe cutting through the flesh and skin, this axe slashed at Chen Yang's knees, and cut off both legs at the same time.

Chen Yang's eyes widened, and the military thorn in his hand refused to let go, but the person suddenly became shorter, his upper body and two legs were separated, and the person collapsed to the ground, miserable.

The bull head pinched Chen Yang's military thorn in his hand, blood kept dripping down his wrist, and the plate axe in his left hand was also thrown on the ground, covering the wound on his lower abdomen, and stood up tremblingly.

Chen Yang's legs were unloaded from the knee down, and there was no possibility of fighting again, and Niu Tou won!

The right hand of the bull's head, which was struggling to support its body, was rotten, and it became very difficult to breathe.

The outcome was decided, and Long Zihao in the dark night hurriedly took two disciples to the ring to help the bull head down. The blue wolf of the boxing sect also rushed into the ring, and several people carried Chen Yang, who was struggling frantically, down, and the two severed legs were also taken down.

Dark Night won another game, and Long Banshan often exhaled. The bull head won, one more place. But he was also seriously injured by Chen Yang, and the situation will still not be very good after entering the second round, and the bull head will be a very weak link at that time.

The game in this small valley in Gansu is cruel, Chen Yang's fate has been calculated, and it is actually the most normal to die in the ring.

Moreover, the three martial arts organizations have brought top medical teams over, and Chen Yang's legs can be connected completely. And he has already lost, so there is no need to continue to play the second round, and the people of the Fist Sect can send him out of the hospital after the initial treatment in the resort.

In fact, the people who win are unlucky, because there is a second round later, they can't leave, they have to continue. Therefore, the seriously injured bull head must recover as soon as possible in the next period of time, otherwise if the second round of the game is against the uninjured person, he will definitely die.

Almost none of the three people who won in the previous win of Fengxing were injured, and Dark Night now has two people entering the next round, but they are all seriously injured, and the same is true for the one in the Fist Sect.

......

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with no noisy crowds and vehicles, or flashing neon lights, this small valley in Gansu is exceptionally quiet at night.

The surrounding jungle is full of the chirping of various animals from time to time, and the starlight in the night sky is so brilliant.

The temperature is high during the day, but it is cold at night, and the cool breeze rustles the leaves.

Li Xiaomeng and Huang Qikun lived in the same room, Niu Tou was treated by the Night Man in the room next to him, Long Banshan had not yet decided to let Li Xiaomeng fight, and Master Zhang Qingshan also avoided Li Xiaomeng. Here, Li Xiaomeng has no sense of belonging at all.

Taking advantage of the fact that Huang Qikun had already fallen asleep, Li Xiaomeng lifted the quilt, and a teleportation appeared directly on the roof, jumped out of the range of the resort, and rushed towards the jungle in the northwest.

"Coming?" said to Li Xiaomeng, who came over, smoking a cigarette under a strong tree.

Li Xiaomeng stopped and said, "It's here!"

"Why did you become a person in the dark night? And that Huang Qikun, isn't he from the Lingnan Military Region, why did he join the dark night and come to fight in a fighting competition?"

Li Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders: "It's a long story, I've worked with you in Lingnan for so long, and I don't know that you are still a member of the Fist Sect!"

The blue wolf sighed: "Who would have thought that there would be such a day!

"The head of your fist sect?"

"Yes, he is Commander Li Huatian, the grandfather of the madman Sen!"

Li Xiaomeng nodded, fortunately, Madman Sen didn't appear here, and the fewer acquaintances he wanted to see in this kind of competition, the better: "Are Madman Sen and Ou Zhenzhen okay? I originally thought that the three of you were still on a mission together!"

"Hehe, yes before, I had to separate from them in order to fight in a fighting tournament. The two of them still don't know that the Fist Sect is inside the military!"

"Oh~" Li Xiaomeng responded thoughtfully.

The blue wolf flew out the cigarette cartridge that had been smoked, raised his head, looked at Li Xiaomeng with deep eyes and asked, "You can also fight, right?"

Li Xiaomeng took a step forward and sat down next to the blue wolf: "I owe a lot of favors to the head of the dark night, and I hope to help him fulfill his wish to be able to rule the dark night heaven again!"

This book was first published.

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