In the players' lounge, Ye Ling, who had just finished the game, returned here under the "escort" of two men in suits, and after he took out a can of Red Bull from the refrigerator, he slowly walked to the recliner and sat down.

Pulling the pull ring, Ye Ling took a sip of red bull.

He couldn't help but sigh when he saw the redness and swelling on the back of his hand.

"It was really a shot just now, if my strength couldn't shake that strong man's fat body, I'm afraid I was the one who lost the game at that time, right?" Ye Ling secretly rejoiced in his heart.

In the beginning, he wanted to entangle with the strong man first, and from time to time he fought back to provoke the strong man, because he wanted to create a suitable opportunity to defeat the enemy with one move, so he retained his strength every time he struck.

After fighting with the strong man for less than a few minutes, he found that the strong man did not have the slightest light opponent, so he thought that if he faced the strong man head-on, he was afraid that he would consume too much physical strength, which would cause the next game to be very difficult, so he made this decision.

At the moment when the strong man pounced on him, he actually didn't have much bottom in his heart.

After injecting the super gene, he knew that his strength had increased exponentially, but what was the specific maximum output he had never tried, because there was no chance...

When he punched a strong man, he was sure that his strength had reached or even exceeded 800 catties.

"But... It's more than I could have imagined. ”

When Ye Ling raised his hand and tried to clench his fist, he found that his five fingers were as if they had been caught by the door, and there was still a faint pain in the crispy numbness, and it was difficult to make it stronger.

Fortunately, the arena will arrange a thirty-minute break for the contestants, Ye Ling can use this time to slowly adjust his condition, and he believes that with his amazing self-healing ability, he will definitely be able to restore the state of his palms in a short period of time.

Ye Ling's body fell backwards, lying on the recliner and watching the ring match playing on the LCD screen.

The first ring match since he left the ring was over, followed by the second and last before the top 10 bout.

Because the top three on the list are special, they will not participate in any ring matches before the semi-finals, if they do, I am afraid that everyone will bet on the top three people on the list, and even if they want to make money, they will not make much money, so they will not do this kind of thing that is detrimental to their interests.

The winner of the first half can sign up for the second half, but those who know that the second half is a monster, so few people will participate.

However, today there is a person who is not afraid of death to participate...

Ye Ling put aside the Red Bull that had not yet finished drinking and quietly looked at the players who came on the second stage, but when he looked at the middle-aged man in a Mao suit on the right side of the ring, he couldn't help but straighten his waist and get closer to see the faces on the screen.

"This guy is also competing?"

The middle-aged man was none other than the martial artist Ye Ling had seen in the first half.

He is fighting against a strong but not fat sanda player, the two look about the same figure, but because the martial artist is wearing a tunic suit, no one knows what his figure is, on the other hand, the half-naked sanda player, the strong muscles on his body are displayed in front of everyone's eyes, which makes people feel very secure to watch.

Although in the first half, the martial artist defeated the Muay Thai fighter who used the secret art in the eyes of everyone, at this point, the people in the viewing area were still more optimistic about the sanda fighter.

After all, not everyone can be like Ye Ling, who is thin but contains huge strength.

However, because of Ye Ling's precedent, there are also some bold rich second generations who began to support martial artists, and the odds of this game that cannot be estimated to win are not high, and they are particularly stable, almost close to 1 to 1.

Without further ado, the game has begun.

After the referee blew the whistle, he still jumped out of the ring in a gloomy manner, for fear of being accidentally injured by these two players who were not afraid of death.

At the beginning, the two of them were testing each other's strength, the game was not intense, and the audience in the viewing area was suddenly anxious, and hurriedly shouted to promote the progress of the game, but the two people on the stage still cautiously tested each other as if they didn't hear it.

Ye Ling watched the game patiently.

He remembered the signature moves of this martial artist who knew Huaguo martial arts... Tai chi.

Ye Ling has only seen this thing in martial arts movies, and when it really appears in reality, he will inevitably be a little surprised and unacceptable, but these are no longer important, because this game determines the opponent he will face next.

Ye Ling's gaze turned to the sanda player, compared to the martial artist, this sanda player's moves were a little explicit, as long as the reaction ability was a little faster, he could almost deal with it.

But Ye Ling's reaction ability is four times that of ordinary people, and a martial artist who is only an ordinary person naturally can't have a perverted reaction ability like Ye Ling, so he can only slowly ponder the opponent's moves and his own way of dealing with it, which is why he doesn't dare to attack rashly.

The two in the ring tried each other with punches and kicks, and after a few minutes, the Sanda fighter was clearly unable to hold his breath, and no matter how much he tried to try, he always felt that the martial artist still had a back hand.

However, the competition has a time limit...

Naturally, the Sanda fighter didn't want to be eliminated with the martial artist, so he jumped up and attacked first.

Although the muscles of the sanda fighters are strong, they are still ordinary people after all, and the strength of one move and one style is far inferior to Ye Ling, and it may even be inferior to the Muay Thai fighter in the last battle of the martial artist.

However, this sanda player has won the runner-up of the municipal sanda league and can be regarded as a famous figure.

His moves are not flashy, but they are full of murderous intent.

I saw the Sanda player jump up two meters high and throw a whip at the martial artist who was less than half a meter away from him.

Such a scene is familiar...

In the last match of the martial artist, the Muay Thai fighter also wanted to use this move to bring down the martial artist, but the martial artist used Tai Chi to counterkill, causing an uproar in the entire viewing area.

I wonder what the outcome of this scene is?

The martial artist still has the same move, and when he parries the whip of the Sanda player, everyone in the viewing area thinks that the Sanda player has lost, but the situation in the ring has changed again...

I saw that the Sanda player shifted his weight to the upper half of his body at the moment he was parried, and then his body tilted rapidly, and finally fell to the ground suddenly.

In the face of this sudden change, the corners of the martial artist's mouth were mysteriously hooked.

His left leg took a step, and then his right leg reached under the sanda player before his body fully landed, and he lifted his right leg with all his might, and the sanda player's hundred-pound body also pushed.

"Puff" "Puff"

Two downs rang out.

There was only one person left in the ring, and it was the martial artist in a tunic suit.

As for the sanda player...

The people in the front row of the viewing area were startled by the sudden sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and when they came back to their senses, they found that the sanda fighter had been kicked out of the ring by the martial artist.

Although the Sanda player has not lost his mobility, according to the rules of the arena, he has left the ring, which means that he has lost the match by giving up.

It means that the martial artist is victorious again.

"It's... Four or two thousand pounds?"

In the corner of the viewing area, Li Wenjun's expression was slightly surprised, and the eyes of the martial artists were also full of disbelief.

Li Wenjun has a little understanding of Huaguo martial arts, and magical martial arts such as Tai Chi are what he is most interested in, so he who knows a little about Tai Chi can naturally see the moves used by martial artists.

"Although he is just an ordinary person, his attainments in Huaguo martial arts have reached an incredible level, if he is lucky enough to become an apostle, I am afraid that he will become a shocking figure among the apostles!" Li Wenjun sighed.

Yi Chen didn't say anything, but his brows furrowed quietly.

In the players' lounge, Ye Ling, who saw the result of the game, showed a solemn face.

He had a vague feeling that this martial artist would be a formidable opponent, and that the threat posed to him by a martial artist was unmatched by several previous opponents.

"The way the Top 10 matches are made is immediate, I don't think I'll be so unlucky to match him, right?"

Thinking of this, Ye Ling's heart relaxed slightly.

He still has a certain degree of confidence in his luck, and he has been able to survive until now thanks to the great luck he had gained in his previous life, otherwise he would have died under the bullet when he was in the South China Sea.

During the break, Ye Ling sat on the recliner in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, the phone in silent mode in his pocket suddenly vibrated suddenly, and he knew that it was an advance notice from the arena.

Light up the phone screen and take a look.

"Player 16?"

Ye Ling hurriedly took out the player watch, his gaze quickly scanned, and finally stopped at a familiar photo.

"it!"

Ye Ling was puzzled at first, but after recognizing the person in the photo, he was so frightened that he directly burst out foul language.

When he looked at the player list before, because he was in too much hurry and despised the opponent, he didn't look at the entire player list carefully, and the clothes on the photo of the martial artist were not the same as now, so Ye Ling, who didn't see the martial artist's face clearly, naturally couldn't recognize the martial artist at a glance.

The great luck that was exchanged for virtue in the previous life... It doesn't seem to work very well now.

His opponent turned out to be the last thing he wanted to meet.

Ye Ling thinks that he is the lover of Lady Luck, and Lady Luck takes advantage of her husband's absence to favor him, and now that her husband is back, Lady Luck is not favoring him, but imposes bad luck on Ye Ling's head.

Ye Ling didn't complain too much, things had already happened, and no matter how much he complained, it would be useless.

"This martial artist has too many hole cards hidden, and I will suffer too much if I play with him... This guy's every move can be taken by surprise, and although I have a quick reflexes, this guy's moves don't make sense, and it's not a way to dodge them all......"

"You have to think of a perfect strategy, who knows if this martial artist will hide any more powerful hole cards, and it will be a bit embarrassing to be put down by this guy when the time comes. ”

Ye Ling misses Li Wenjun a little, if Li Wenjun is here, I'm afraid they can still discuss countermeasures, compared to Li Wenjun, they know a little bit about Tai Chi, maybe they know what way to restrain Tai Chi.

It's just that he can't communicate with Li Wenjun now.