Both of them wore fingerless gloves, and Li Changzhi's figure was half a head taller than Zhang Bao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the referee finished saying the precautions to the two, his hand waved down violently, and the two became entangled.

Su Wen looked at it for a while below, and found that Zhang Bao's strength was more than a step higher. Tai Chi rape, gossip slippery, Zhang Bao's figure is really slippery, and Li Changzhi hit the empty punch several times.

However, Zhang Bao didn't seem to be very suitable for this kind of game, and he wanted to poke the opponent's waist with a palm knife several times when he turned behind Li Changzhi and stopped him stiffly, wasting several opportunities.

If it goes on like this, as long as Zhang Bao slowly adapts to the game, I am afraid that the winner will be decided soon.

In the first round, Zhang Bao dominated the court, but the score was not high. During the break, relatives and friends on both sides were talking to the two of them.

In the second round, Li Changzhi changed his offensive method and mainly attacked the lower limbs, wanting to limit the opponent's movements, but Zhang Bao seized the opportunity to kick two heels.

The match went exactly as Su Wen thought, and Zhang Bao adapted to the game after only two rounds, throwing Li Changzhi to the ground many times, and Zhang Bao won by a huge advantage on the field after three rounds.

The players on the next two games were not as good as the two in the first game, and Su Wen only glanced at them a few times before turning his eyes to the other rings.

"Hey, where did this master come from?" Su Wen was watching the other players in the ring when a voice rang in his ears.

When he turned his head, he saw an ordinary-looking young man with a warm smile on his face.

"East China Sea." Su Wen replied with a gentle smile at the other party.

"I heard that there was a monk who punched 127 kilograms of strength when I signed up, it should be you, right?" The young man leaned over and said, "Your punch is too strong, how do you practice?" ”

Su Wen thought about it, and he really hadn't practiced much strength. However, after the golden bell jar was practiced, his strength was indeed much greater than that of ordinary people.

"Born."

"What do you call it? My name is Chen Zizhong, and I must be gentle when I meet him on stage. Chen Zizhong said with a smile.

Su Wen is also a little embarrassed, this person is very interesting, and when he comes up, he almost lets others lightly.

"In the next game, C7 and C8 players will play."

Hearing the voice from the stage in his ears, Su Wen quickly cast his eyes over, nodded at Chen Zizhong, and walked to the stage in a few steps.

Another person also stepped out of the crowd and smiled defiantly at Su Wen.

Su Wen took off the monk's robe and put it in the hands of the staff, took the fingerless fist gloves and put them on his hands, while the medical staff next to him put braces on Su Wen.

On the other side, there were several people around the opponent, pointing at Su Wen. It was Du Feng and his party who met in the hotel, and Su Wen's opponent was one of them. At this moment, he has taken off his coat and is wearing red shorts.

The two stood in the ring and looked at each other, the other party was about the same height as Su Wen, and his physique was a little stronger than Su Wen.

The referee said the precautions around the two people: do not insert eyes, bite, pick the mouth, hit the crotch, pick the opponent's seven orifices or wounds, hit the spine, throat, scratch the opponent's collarbone, and twist the opponent's muscles......

When he was below just now, Su Wen had already remembered these forbidden matters, but he still listened carefully to the referee's explanation.

After both of them nodded in knowledge, the referee raised his hand high: "Jingxin Temple Su asked, against the martial arts fight club Dink, the first round, start." ”

With the referee's hand waved downward, the game officially began.

Many of the surrounding players just set their eyes here, and they were a little curious when they saw Su Wen wearing a monk's robe, after all, Buddhism came to participate in this kind of competition. I heard that it was the Pure Heart Temple, a name that I had never heard before, except for a few people such as Chen Zizhong, who turned their attention to other rings.

"Dink, kill him." A few people around Dink just now shouted at the stage.

"Su asked, come on." The voices in the audience were very different from the voices cheering for Dink.

Su Wen turned his head to look over, and Chen Zizhong was waving at him.

Dink gestured to Su Wen to wipe his neck. "Was it hard that day? Let's see if you're so tough on stage. ”

Su Wen just looked at the other party expressionlessly, and turned the golden bell jar all over his body, and he was standing so flat on the surface.

Dink saw that Su Wen didn't answer and didn't care, and raised his fists up, which was a sanda stance.

The two advances approached in front of Su Wen, and the two sides were already within the range of the attack, and Su Wen was still standing there, neither guarding nor moving. It was strange in his heart, but there was no ambiguity in his hand, and he tried two jabs in succession, but Su Wen didn't react at all, and let the two jabs hit his chest lightly.

"He's stupid, isn't he?" A thought came to Dink's mind, and the next moment a straight right fist slammed straight into Su Wen's jaw. If this punch is solid, it will be followed by a series of attacks until the opponent falls to the ground.

Su Wen also moved at this moment, his body slightly tilted and let the opponent's attack hit his left shoulder, and a progressive straight punch Dink flew out.

This punch happened to be in the gap after Dink's right hand punch, and his left hand did not block it at all, and he flew two meters to the ground on the spot.

Dink lay on the ground as if he was suffocated, unable to breathe for a long time.

The referee went up to check it out, confirmed that Dink was incapacitated, and immediately began to count.

The accident on the field immediately attracted the attention of the players in the audience, how long has it been? It has only been a minute since the referee said that it has been only a minute, and Su Wen's opponent has already fallen on the stage.

The scoring referees on the field also nodded one after another, and it can be seen from this shot that Su Wen grasped the timing very well and had great power.

"Dink? Dink? Several other players along with Dink also shouted at him from the audience, but Dink still didn't react. He was still conscious, but the pain in his chest made him almost breathless.

“10，9，8，7，6，5，4，3，2，1，0”

"The Suwen contestant from the Pure Heart Temple wins." The referee raised his arm and announced that the next two rounds would not be needed at all. The paramedics rushed to the stage with Dink's friends to see how he was doing.

When Su Wen heard the referee's announcement, he turned out of the ring with a blank face, took off his braces and gloves, and the staff on the side told him the time of the next fight. Chen Zizhong leaned over and gave Su Wen a thumbs up, "Amazing." Su Wen could only smile.

Su Wen said "thank you" to the staff, and then took the monk's robe and put it on his body. said goodbye to Chen Zizhong again, and walked to the sidelines. This Chen Zizhong is a little too familiar, which makes him a little unaccustomed.

"What just happened? And that's the end of it? "Someone asked the player next to him.

"I don't know, I didn't see it just now." The man said and asked the other person next to him, "Have you seen it?" What happened? ”

"I did see it, the monk only punched, and the other person lay there, and I didn't see anything."

Everyone in the audience talked about it, but no matter what, if you knock out the opponent with one punch, the strength of this monk is definitely not small.

This is already a threat to most of the players.

Although he didn't receive a call from Xinghui and others that night, Su Wen didn't care. If Lu Zhishen and others can't even get past the first few rounds of the qualifiers, it will be a joke.

Two days later, Su Wen stepped on the game time to come to the arena again, this time the number of people in the game was only half of the previous game, and the venue was immediately much more spacious.

Chen Zizhong, who had seen him that day, was also among the remaining players, and when he saw Su Wen coming, he greeted him loudly. "Su asked!" This voice made the surrounding players look over.

Su Wen had no choice but to walk over and chat with him, most of them were Chen Zizhong talking about the gossip of the two days' competition, Su Wen was listening, and at the same time his eyes scanned the other rings, most of them could roughly see the level of the players just by looking at a few times. Although there are a few players who are good, they are not a threat to him.

Soon it was time for the Suwen competition, and many people watched the Suwen game below, especially the players who were in Group C with Suwen, and they were even more concerned. I want to see what kind of strength Su Wen is.

This time, the opponent is a fighter who practices chaquan, and his strength is much higher than the previous one. Many players off the field recognize him, he is a disciple of a famous martial arts hall, his strength is very good, and he can see the details of who wins or loses when he asks Shangsu.

However, for Su Wen, his punches were still too light, and he resisted a few times without moving or fighting, and knocked the opponent out with just one punch, just like in the last game.

"Hey, this monk is so fierce!" Someone gasped.

Everyone in the audience was in their hearts, this monk was indeed fierce. I thought that this boxer would be able to test his strength, but I didn't expect it to be a punch.

Nothing was visible in this game, but two things were already confirmed. First, Suwen has a lot of power, and it is not slow. Second, Su Wen has a strong ability to resist blows.

Just by looking at his lack of dodging or dodging of his opponent's attacks, you know that he has extraordinary confidence in his ability to resist attacks.

This player who uses Chaquan can go two more rounds in terms of strength, and he still hasn't even made a move in Su Wen's hands.