Li Ge was still dressed in loose casual clothes, wearing a peaked cap and standing on the stage without any protective gear. As he said, you don't need protective gear to deal with these people.

At first, everyone was still a little angry, but after a few games, everyone began to agree that Li Ge and them were indeed not on the same level.

Kudzu is an ordinary-looking young man, the kind that can't be found even if you throw it into the pile.

But to be able to get this far, it can be regarded as having good strength.

Unfortunately, his opponent is Li Ge, and no one, including himself, believes that he will be able to advance to the next round.

Ge Gen came to the stage step by step, directly facing Li Ge, and did not glance at the protective gear on the side.

"Could it be that he still has a killer feature? Does he think he can beat Li Ge? I don't even need protective gear, so it looks like I must hold it. Someone said.

This remark caused many people around him to squint. "I guess I want to admit defeat, it's obviously not a grade, I can't fight."

Someone immediately said, and the others nodded their heads, thinking that this was the case.

In the end, it didn't surprise them.

Ge Gen stood in front of Li Ge, looked at the other party carefully, as if he wanted to remember the face under the cap, and then raised his hand and said, "I admit defeat." ”

walked out of the field without looking back, and went straight down the mountain.

Although this trip to the Pure Heart Temple was eliminated, he also gained a lot from fighting these people. Go back and practice hard for a while, and I believe that I can go further. If the Pure Heart Temple recruits lay disciples again next year, he will come again.

Many of the people who left before were like this, but the harvest was different.

Those who practice martial arts are far more rapid than those who practice hard to learn from opponents who are not much different in level.

Ring 1 was finished, and the two contestants in Ring 2 put on protective gear and stood face to face.

Lu Shan's figure is much taller than the other party, but his figure is not equal to combat power, and his heart is quite bottomless.

But at this time, he has stood on the stage, and there is no reason to retreat.

At the beginning of the game, Wang Yin quickly approached the opponent, circled Lu Shan twice and punched him at the back of his waist, and Lu Shan grinned in pain.

And Wang Yin also frowned, and as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt the same pain as a pinprick in his internal organs.

It seems that you have to fight quickly, and the longer you delay, the worse it will be for you.

Thinking of this, Wang Yin kept hitting Lu Shan with his fists and feet, and Lu Shan, who was in pain, only cared about covering the vital point, and there was still the word attack in his mind, but he turned around and ran.

But he still remembered the range of the ring, and he always ran around the circle in the ring. Don't look at him fat, but he runs with a body of fat, so that Wang Yin can never catch it.

The people below saw that Wang Yin surrounded Lu Shan more than a dozen times and didn't knock the other party down, and a person who was more familiar with him coaxed: "Wang Yin, you haven't eaten today?" ”

Wang Yin heard it clearly, and scolded in his heart, if I can use my strength, I will knock him down in two blows, use your nonsense?

Every punch induces pain in the internal organs, and you can feel the pain even when you move.

But although Na Lu Shan was beaten and screamed, there was no sign of being knocked down, and I have to say that his fat played a great role in cushioning.

And he ran along the field, which also gave Wang Yin a headache.

Originally, there were injuries on his body, and he couldn't use much strength, but his opponent was fat, not to mention resisting the fight, and he was running around.

Especially since the ring is still so big, four times the size of a normal ring. When he was chasing, he could always feel a burst of pain in his internal organs.

Lu Shan felt that he had been beaten, not to mention the pain in his body, and he was still aggrieved.

I don't know where a surge of courage came from, so I turned around and picked up my fist and smashed it indiscriminately.

And he hit the opponent with the first blow, and several punches hit the opponent's head and chest. After exhausting the little courage he had mustered, he began to feel weak again and prepared to run.

Wang Yin stood there, and suddenly the whole person fell to the ground.

There was an uproar outside the court, no one expected that Wang Yin, who had already entered the third round, would be knocked down by the white fat man with a few punches from Wang Ba.

For everyone, it's incredible.

It's like a child of a few years old knocking out an adult man with a fist.

Not to mention everyone, even Lu Shan himself was a little confused. Could it be that he suddenly opened up the second pulse of Ren Du and knocked the other party down in one fell swoop?

Lu Shan looked at his hands and didn't notice anything different from before.

There was a blank look on his face.

Only Wang Yin knew in his heart that he was not defeated, but dragged down.

The injuries I suffered yesterday were worse than I expected. Coupled with this chase and attack, the injuries in the body have aggravated a lot.

And Lu Shan's punches were just an introduction, especially the one that hit his chest indiscriminately, which just detonated the injuries in his body, making him unable to support it anymore.

Wang Yin tried to get up several times, but was affected by the pain in his body.

Zhi Shou came up to take a look at his situation, and then said: "Wang Yin's old injury has recurred, a dragon and a tiger, carry him to the Pharmacist Academy." ”

Only then did everyone realize that if this were not the case, even if the fat man was given two hands, the fat man would not have any chance of winning.

After he left, it was announced that "Wang Yin's injury has relapsed and he is unable to fight again, and Lu Shan won this time." ”

There was an uproar all around.

No one expected that this white and fat man would win.

At first, everyone thought that Wang Yin had picked up a bargain, but they didn't expect that it was this fat man who picked up a bargain.

No one could see that Wang Yin was still so seriously injured.

The result of this competition was too surprising, and everyone's minds were not on it in the following games, and from time to time they looked at the white fat man who was grinning on the side.

Could this guy really make it to the last fifteen?

If he had said this before, everyone would have scoffed. And dare to bet on "if he enters the last fifteen, he will eat".

But now, everyone is not sure. This guy's luck is so good, it's all so good.

What if you encounter an internal injury again?

At half past two in the afternoon, all the games were over.

The eighteen young martial artists who passed the three rounds of the competition were all the best of all at one time.

Except, of course, for a certain person.

The last race starts tomorrow morning.

First of all, there are nine groups of rings, and the nine people who decide the victory will directly become lay disciples of the Pure Heart Temple.

The losers will be drawn in groups of three, each of whom will play against the other two in the same group, and the last two will be eliminated from the tournament after both defeats.

If there is a win and a loss, the winner or loser will be determined according to the relationship between the winner and the loser.

If the relationship between victory and defeat is not determined, such as A wins C, C wins B, B wins A, in this case, a rematch will be played until the loser is decided.