The fist directly passed through the layers of heat waves, and then collided with Lin Qing's palm.

Impulsive!

There was a sound like jade shattering.

Then Lin Qing and Bai Song took a few steps back at the same time, roared at the same time, and pounced again.

You give me a palm, I will immediately return the punch to you, no one is willing to take a step back, the fight is extremely fierce, those dignitaries and nobles in the audience are dumbfounded, is this the power of a warrior? It is really terrifying.

The Gu Wu family, on the other hand, came to watch the battle with their arms crossed and their faces calm, for them, this level of battle was too common to be worth making a fuss about.

"Three thousand, who do you think this Bai Song or Lin Qing can win!"

Xu Ling looked at the two people who were fighting inextricably and asked with a smile.

"It's hard to say!" Ye Sanqian frowned and said, "Lin Qing's Spark Floating Cloud Hand and Bai Song's Inch Fist both belong to the fierce type of martial arts, and their proficiency is between the two of them, and they are both fourth-level martial artists, their strength is very close, and anyone can win!"

"Haha, it's the same as not saying it, it's just a stinky fart, pretending to be a martial arts master!"

Ouyang Wang, who was not far away, couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"I'm not sure which of the two will win, but I'm sure that if you meet me, I'll beat you up like a dog!"

Ye Sanqian said slowly.

"Okay, there's a kind, you wait for me!"

Ouyang Wang was almost angry, pointing at Ye Sanqian and saying cruel words.

Ye Sanqian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said lightly to Xu Ling: "If nothing else, when about eighty moves is the time when the two of them will win or lose, whoever has more willpower will be the winner!"

Xu Ling nodded, and then looked intently.

At this time, Bai Song and Lin Qing were still fighting fiercely, and each other's true qi was greatly consumed, their moves were no longer as sharp as before, their movements were much slower, and their foreheads were covered with sweat.

At the seventy-eight moves, the two of them almost simultaneously transported the only remaining true qi in their bodies, and performed their strongest tricks, which collided fiercely together.

Impulsive!

The fists and palms of the two slammed together fiercely, their bodies shaking, and their faces flushed.

Thump.

Bai Song couldn't help but fall to the ground, while Lin Qing staggered but never fell.

At this time, the referee Li Wenao announced that the winner was Lin Qing.

Lin Qing was very happy, and then hurried off the field to recover his true qi, and there would be a second round of battles in a while.

Seeing this, the people near the ring all looked at Ye Sanqian with surprised eyes, what this guy said was really accurate, his eyes were very vicious, it was absolutely impossible to judge so accurately without rich combat experience, this is definitely a master.

Ouyang Wang's heart was even more unhappy when Ye Sanqian said it, his fists were tight, and he couldn't wait to beat him immediately.

The game continued, it was very exciting and explosive, and the exclamations and applause in the audience did not stop, especially when the genius of the Guwu family came on the field, the cheers could simply shatter the clouds overhead.

"Next game, Xu Ling vs. Guo Donghao!"

Li Wen'ao announced loudly.

Xu Ling jumped into the ring, in a good mood, his opponent was a third-level martial artist, and if nothing else, he should be sure to win.

Guo Donghao shook his head and secretly called unlucky, although the gap was huge, he did not intend to admit defeat easily.

The two clenched their fists and immediately began to confront each other.

Xu Ling's weapon was a half-human-tall spear, silver, flickering with cold light under the irrigation of true qi, and Guo Donghao's weapon was a meteor hammer.

Scold!

Both roared at the same time and attacked.

Guo Donghao knew the gap so he avoided a head-on battle, and planned to use roundabout tactics to drag it out, if he could find Xu Ling's fatal flaw, he might have the possibility of winning.

But Xu Ling obviously wouldn't make this kind of mistake, and his long hair burst out with a cold cold light to envelop Guo Donghai, and he was defeated cleanly in less than ten moves.

Immediately after Ouyang Wang appeared on the stage, his opponent was Han Zheng, a fourth-level martial artist, and the gap was very huge.

Ouyang Wang pointed at Han Zheng and said with disdain on his face: "Hurry up, it's too much of a waste of time to fight with you!"

A trace of anger flashed in Han Zheng's eyes, and he immediately let out a low roar, and the true qi in his body poured into his fists as if he didn't want money, and then smashed towards Ouyang Wang.

The fist is mighty, condensed, and ferocious.

"Hehe, this is also called boxing?, I'm about to laugh off my big teeth!"

Ouyang Wang snorted coldly, and when his fist hit him, he suddenly blasted out with a punch.

Bang!

Han Zheng's fist collapsed, and then the two fists collided together without any fancy, Han was like being hit by a car, retreated continuously and vomited blood, and then fell directly from the ring, then vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and finally simply fainted.

Everyone frowned, this is a martial arts competition, as for such a ruthless hand, is it too much.

However, he did not dare to show this dissatisfaction, for fear that he would suffer an unwarranted disaster.

"This is fainting, what a waste!"

Ouyang Wang sneered, and immediately pointed at Ye Sanqian, his eyes were fierce, and the meaning was obvious, the next one is you.

Ye Sanqian also gestured back, I am waiting for you, and Ouyang Wang was angry enough.

After a few more matches, it was finally Ye Sanqian's turn, his opponent's name was Liu Yu, he was a fourth-level martial artist, and he should be able to win easily, but as soon as he stepped into the ring, he heard shocking cheers from the No. 1 ring.

Following the prestige, it turned out to be Zhang Yang, the No. 1 seed who won the championship, on the court, good guy, he looked at the audience on the court, and even many players in the No. 2 ring also ran over.

Ye Sanqian didn't have an audience at all here, he was directly cold, his face was extremely speechless and embarrassed, and no one was in a bad mood when there was no audience in the game, looking at his opponent and saying, "Let's fight quickly!"

"Okay!"

Liu Yu nodded, and there was a secret joy in his heart, no one looked better, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to lose.

Immediately, with a low roar, the one full of strength pushed horizontally, and the palm wind whistled endlessly, full of momentum.

Ye Sanqian's eyes flickered, he stepped out in one step, and blasted out with a punch from back to front.

Impulsive!

The fist was fierce and easy to pass through the layers of palm wind, making a crackling sound, and then landed on Liu Yu.

Liu Yu let out a muffled snort and fell to the ground, touched his chest with a puzzled face, and then his face was full of shock, the punch just now was so condensed and ferocious, it easily defeated his attack, it stands to reason that it must have been seriously injured and vomited blood when it fell on his body.

But only knocked him out of the ring, there was no injury at all, he was not stupid, he would not think that the power dissipated when the fist fell on him, it could only show that Ye Sanqian's control of strength was perfect, and the realm of boxing was terrifying, and he was already able to reach the realm of doing whatever he wanted.

Is this what a teenager can do?

It's horrible.

And compared with the previous Ouyang Wang's travels, he has more style and bearing.

I was convinced, and I got up and hugged my fists to express my gratitude.

Immediately looking around and grinning, everyone was paying attention to Zhang Yang, but they missed such a peak performance, it is a pity for them, the real seed players seem to be ignored.

The third is a little late, I'm sorry, ask for a recommendation vote!