Although Yue Ting was a little fat, her speed was not slow at all, and she rushed in front of Zhang Wuwei in two steps.

However, a person like her, who relies on absolute strength and has no internal strength, is simply a man-made knife against Zhang Wuwei, who uses Wuji, and she is a fish and meat.

Zhang Wuwei faced her hammer and quickly released the momentum of the flowing water, as soon as the hammer swung into the control of his power, he reached out and gently flicked it, and the hammer was immediately guided away by the flowing water.

The young Yue Ting had never seen the Infinite Realm yet, and she only felt that she couldn't control the hammer at all, as if she was not holding a wooden hammer for martial arts, but a lead hammer for practicing at home.

The more she fought, the more tired and hard she became, and after a few moves, she simply threw away one hammer, grabbed the other one with both hands and fought with Zhang Wuwei.

But it was still useless for her to do so, and today the hammer just wouldn't listen to her, and even if it missed, it couldn't stop, and it had to hit the floor to end.

The three rounds were quickly completed, and the four courtside referees and the referees on the court unanimously decided that Zhang Wuwei had won.

Zhang Wuwei hugged his fist towards Yue Ting. The beauty conceded. ”

Yue Ting was so tired that she couldn't do it anymore, she reluctantly stood up, snorted awkwardly, turned around and walked off the mat.

As soon as Zhang Wuwei returned to the sidelines, Yan Liying unceremoniously knocked him on the head.

"Ouch, aunt, what are you doing?" Zhang Wuwei squatted on the ground with his head covered.

Yan Liying glared. "This is for my family's Yan Yan! You kid will soak when he sees a girl, right?"

"When did I soak her. Zhang Wuwei asked aggrievedly.

"Isn't that what you just said about gossip called bubbles?"

"I ...... I'm really afraid of being smashed. Zhang Wuwei pretended to cry and explained.

Yan Liying sneered. "Okay, I'll help you practice when you go back until you're not afraid. ”

"Auntie, don't ......"

While the two were "chatting", the matches between Group H No. 7 and No. 8 were also over.

The host returned to the middle of the venue and announced, "I announce that the first round of the rookie will be over. Congratulations to all the finalists, you can go to lunch, and we will start the second round at 1 p.m. sharp. In addition, please note that all eliminated players can stay and let our medical staff treat you, and those who are not injured can go to the staff to collect the travel expenses and go home. ”

Zhang Wuwei quickly stood up, approached his aunt with a hippie smile and asked, "Auntie, little grandma, what do you want to eat?"

Li Zhiqiu smiled. "You're still sensible, let's go eat jajangmyeon. ”

When the three of them came back from lunch, it was already half past twelve, and half of the people in the gymnasium were missing, and it seemed even more deserted.

But those who watched the game were still there, and they were smoking, drinking tea, chatting, and so on.

As soon as the time arrived, the host immediately announced the start of the game.

The first game to start was the No. 1 of each group with a bye in the first round, that is, Ye Jingjing.

She was going to play against the A4 who had just won the morning, a man in his thirties.

The two followed the referee to the mat, saluted each other, and set up a posture.

The referee gave the order, and the two rushed to each other together.

The man was much taller than Ye Jingjing, and his arm span had grown a lot, and he punched first before he got close.

Ye Jingjing didn't rush to dodge, but continued to move forward with her fist, and only when she was about to be hit did she punch him in the arm.

The man grinned, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ye Jingjing's wrist.

Ye Jingjing shrank her hand back slightly, dodging the man's grasp, and then immediately poked her thumb into his forearm.

The man felt numb in his arm and lost consciousness. Then Ye Jingjing's fist also arrived, and he had no choice but to withdraw the punch he had punched out and block Ye Jingjing's blow.

Ye Jingjing's hand clenched into a fist and hit the man's face from the other side.

The man fell to the ground.

The referee saw that the man was beaten unconscious, and directly announced Ye Jingjing's victory.

Ye Jingjing walked next to Zhang Wuwei after the game, and said provocatively: "Don't lose." ”

Zhang Wuwei snorted very arrogantly.

After the No. 1 of each group is played, it will be the turn of the winner of No. 5 and No. 6 and the winner of No. 7 and No. 8.

Zhang Wuwei, as the No. 7 player in Group A, was the first to walk onto the mat.

The A5 runner also walked up behind him.

Zhang Wuwei turned around and saw that the other party was a boy of the same age as him, and he knew that this was likely to be a tough battle.

The two stood face to face, and reported to their home: "The Great Sage Gate is handsome." ”

Zhang Wuwei hurriedly returned the salute with his fists. "Wuji Gate Zhang Wuwei. ”

The referee looked at the two and raised his hand. "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Jun immediately learned the posture of a monkey.

Zhang Wuwei involuntarily sighed in a low voice: "It's really like!"

It was too late, it was too fast, Wen Jun unexpectedly rolled forward and rolled in front of Zhang Wuwei, and his five fingers pinched and hit the outside of his thigh.

It was too late for Zhang Wuwei to think about flashing, so he could only use the maximum power to stop the water and make it hard, and as a result, his thighs were numb for a while.

Wen Jun felt that something was wrong, frowned slightly, and jumped up suddenly, ready to grab Zhang Wuwei's face with both hands.

The opponent is always within the range of the Infinite Realm, and Zhang Wuwei has already pre-read his movements in advance. Completely with a playful mentality, he changed to the momentum of flowing water, held Wen Jun's legs, and used his best strength to lift him up.

At this moment, Wen Jun flew up to a height of five or six meters.

Even the audience on the rostrum subconsciously laughed and applauded, as if they were not watching a competition, but acrobatics.

Zhang Wuwei also raised his head with a smile and glanced at Wen Jun, and then quickly took two steps back.

Wen Jun in the sky also saw Zhang Wuwei guarding directly in front of him, but he had no choice but to roll forward to unload the impact of falling to the ground.

Zhang Wuwei was waiting at the end of Wen Jun's rollover, which could be said to be a chance to win, but he couldn't attack, so he simply shouted at Wen Jun who had just raised his head: "Ha!"

Wen Jun thought that Zhang Wuwei had hit him with some trick, so he hurriedly hid backwards and fell backwards all of a sudden.

This scene amused the audience again.

Wen Jun felt greatly humiliated, and angrily stood up and rushed towards Zhang Wuwei.

An opponent who loses his cool is nothing to Zhang Wuwei, he easily switches between the momentum of stopping water and the momentum of flowing water, and copes with all kinds of attacks.

On the other hand, Wen Jun, the more Zhang Wuwei didn't fight back, the more he felt slighted, and the more annoyed he became, and his hair was about to stand on end when he reached the third round.

After all three rounds, Wen Jun only had the initial blow to Zhang Wuwei, and four of the five judges decided that Zhang Wuwei had won.

Wen Jun scolded angrily: "Don't you referees look at martial arts? he disrespects me so much, why do you give him a promotion!"

Zhang Wuwei hurriedly asked, "Don't worry, buddy, why don't I respect you?"

"Why don't you just knock me down, you have to drag me for these three rounds!

Zhang Wuwei understood at this time, and explained seriously: "Dude, you misunderstood, I practice the Infinite Realm, which is a kind of kung fu that can't beat people, you can ask your seniors." ”

Wen Junyi frowned and looked at the referee.

The referee nodded towards Wen Jun, which can be regarded as confirming Zhang Wuwei's statement.

"Understood!" Wen Jun snorted and turned around and got off the mat.

In the afternoon matches, each pair was much closer, and almost every fight had to be fought until the second or third round to decide the winner.

Playing until more than three o'clock, the No. 6 and No. 8 of Group D separated the winners and losers.

The host picked up the notebook and glanced at it. "Please E6 Tang Ningtu and E7 Min Xi play. ”

This time, Zhang Wuwei didn't need to be reminded by his aunt, and when he heard the host shouting his name, he looked over to the field.

Tang Ningtu stood on the mat with an eighteen-year-old girl.

Zhang Wuwei muttered: "Yes, there is nothing to see again." ”

The referee ordered, Tang Ningtu quickly raised his hand and threw out the hidden weapon.

Min Xi hurriedly turned to one side, followed by another side flip, close to Tang Ningtu.

Tang Ningtu just wanted to wave his hand again, but was suddenly grabbed by Min Xi's wrist.

However, he did not panic, and shook his head vigorously, and a whip-like thing was thrown out of the back of his head, and a round ball like a red date was tied to the tip of the whip.

Seeing this, Min Xi hid on the other side of Tang Ningtu's body, but he didn't let go of his hand, and turned his hand like a couple in an idol drama.

Zhang Wuwei was taken aback, and asked, "I'll go!" Why is this girl so powerful!"

She preached. Yan Liying sighed lightly and shook her head.

"What are the three words of Fengdao?Chinese?" Zhang Wuwei asked uncertainly.

"We save that Feng, the Taoist priest's way. ”

"What do you mean?"

To put it all way, she swore that if she was alone in this life, she could be regarded as a man and learn real kung fu. Hey......" Yan Liying sighed deeply again, expressing regret for the girl who made this choice.

Zhang Wuwei nodded silently and looked back at the arena.

At this time, Tang Ningtu and Min Xi were still spinning, but during the rotation, Min Xi had already taken a step far away, and used this advance to raise his other leg and kick Tang Ningtu's ankle.

Tang Ningtu jumped up without hesitation.

Min Xi smiled slightly, and was about to throw Tang Ningtu out.

But before Min Xi could exert his strength, Tang Ningtu's feet knocked each other in mid-air, and a silver needle coated with anesthetic shot out of the tip of his left foot and pierced Min Xi's thigh.

Min Xi immediately felt dizzy in his head, and hurriedly used his internal strength to resist, but he still sat on the mat weakly.

Tang Ningtu also fell to the ground at this time, and gently persuaded him: "Min girl, don't resist with your luck, this anesthetic will make you sleep for less than two hours at most, but your resistance will be even more uncomfortable." ”

Minxi, who refused to admit defeat, obviously wanted to fight, but he struggled a few times and didn't stand up.

"I'm sorry girl. Seeing this, Tang Ningtu apologized to Min Xi, and then shook his hand and hit a small dart on Min Xi's shoulder.

After Min Xi fainted, the referee raised his hand and announced: "Winner, E6 Tang Ningtu." ”

"This equipment is really fucking advanced!" Zhang Wuwei sighed from the bottom of his heart, pointed at Tang Ningtu and said, "Auntie, do you look at it, this is called bubbles." ”