Chapter Ninety-Five: Dangerous

There are only half a hundred contestants in the eighth round, and there is a great chance that they will meet the dark masters, and the cruelty of the competition is far greater than all the previous games. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

And the number of matches in each round was reduced again, and all the small rings on the field were directly withdrawn, which also explained why they took a day off for Deng Yanfei to rest, and it turned out that they still had to make these preparations.

Looking at the seats above, the number of people is increasing, it has long exceeded 10,000 people, and this stadium can accommodate about 20,000 people, and the people who come occupy all the seats. Many of the people above are in the form of teams, block by block, and the largest faction is pitch black and occupies a large area.

Deng Yanfei They are at the edge of the field, there is a place to sit, they are also sitting in three or two, some are alone, everyone's eyes are focused on the center of the stadium, and there are already two people on the huge ring at this time.

The organizers did it very cleverly, the players on both sides went up from the left and right, but there was no staircase built, and the six-meter-high ring was a breeze for them to find a way to get to the top, not to mention walking on the ground.

Deng Yanfei, the player in the first game, didn't have any impression, their location was actually not good, Tian Fang turned around outside, walked over and said, "Go, go up, you can't see anything here." ”

As soon as they found a seat in the bottom row and sat down, the two men in the ring began to. They fight at this level, and the scene is different. It varies from person to person, some people practice exquisite national art moves, the style is small and practical, and some people open and close, whip their legs and stomp their feet, beckoning, majestic.

The scene is like this for the two of them, one of them is practicing a very distinctive mantis boxing. One person practices Wing Chun, these two martial arts are particularly varied in upper limbs and hand shapes, and the moves are tight, and it can be roughly said that the style is quite similar.

So as soon as the two of them fought, they were immediately entangled, and the moves continued, you came and went, and the people watching didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing any detail. Xiao Guangming practiced Wing Chun, but it was a pity that he sat with the people in his own martial arts hall, otherwise he could ask where the person on the stage was.

In today's era, there are many kinds of each national art, and the sect is even more difficult to distinguish, as far as the southern boxing of the south fist and the north leg of the southern fist is concerned, it includes the southern fist, and contains many other fists, which is a general term. But Nanquan has Fujian Province Nanquan, Lingnan Nanquan, I am afraid that some insiders will sometimes be confused about how to distinguish.

The two of them fought like glue in the ring, it was inseparable, the audience watched it with relish, time passed quickly, looked up at the huge screen next to it, nearly an hour had passed, it was really incredible.

Due to certain requirements, contestants are not allowed to take photos with mobile phones. This requirement is not very excessive, as for why this is so, Deng Yanfei has just entered the national art world, so it is not easy to guess at will, his task is to be a qualified audience and watch it carefully.

The first match took a little over an hour, and in the end the Wing Chun master won.

The second race will soon be played, and in this case, there will be a maximum of three games in a morning and a maximum of six games in a day, and it will take about a week to complete the eighth round. Deng Yanfei can't pay so much attention to the game time, it's been close to a month, according to this progress, plus some things to deal with later, it is possible to stay here for two months.

Fortunately, his qi cultivation kung fu has improved recently, even if he feels a little helpless, it has not caused much emotional ups and downs.

In the second game in the afternoon, Deng Yanfei's name appeared on the huge screen, and when he saw it, he smiled faintly, but soon his expression was a little solemn, because his opponent was Sun Jifei!

Strictly speaking, Sun Jifei can only be regarded as Deng Yanfei's friend in half of their circle, this person has few words, and he rarely communicates with everyone, and he doesn't know what to do in the room alone. And because of the short contact time and his personality, Deng Yanfei felt a little out of place with him.

"These are fun, I didn't expect to start playing directly in the eighth round." Lu Guanting was also a little dignified, he looked at Deng Yanfei and said, "Be careful, Sun Jifei's sword is very sharp, you are not completely sure, don't take the sword easily." ”

Deng Yanfei nodded, "Well, I know." ”

Sun Jifei is not with them, he likes to be alone, which is why Deng Yanfei still disapproves of him in his heart. came down to the field and walked to the ring, Sun Jifei also walked over with a sword in his hand, the two looked at each other, Deng Yanfei nodded slightly, and Sun Jifei showed a stiff smile on his face.

When I came to the edge of the long rope and looked up, the six-meter-high ring was not short, almost two stories high, and there was no place to step on the edge, and it was still a little difficult for ordinary people to go up by relying on a rope.

Grabbing the rope in his hand, he kicked his right foot slightly, Deng Yanfei rose up, kicked his left foot against the wall, borrowed his toes, turned over and went to the ring.

Sun Jifei then also came up, and the two were about ten meters apart, clasping each other's fists, and then began to stare at each other. Sun Jifei's sword was unsheathed, and the silver-black sword body glowed with a faint luster. Deng Yanfei was calm, and in his mind, he was reviewing some things about Sun Jifei's swordsmanship.

Xie Qinglan told him that Sun Jifei practiced amateur swords, and this kind of swordsmanship was very famous, and it could almost be said that few people knew about it, and even fewer people practiced it. There are also many very powerful and well-known swordsmanship in the national art world, but Sun Jifei has not learned it, and his ability to go to the eighth round is also related to his swordsmanship.

Amateur swords, pay attention to surprise, sword moves are light, uncertain, and fluttering. It seems that the moves are loose, but in fact, there are hidden killing moves everywhere, which makes people unguardable, and one of the most frightening features of this swordsmanship is that only when it is introduced into a trap, the enemy will be greeted by maggots of tarsal bones, one after another, never stopping.

Sun Jifei stabbed with a sword, as fast as thunder and lightning. Deng Yanfei's flesh and blood body didn't dare to touch Sun Jifei's sharp weapon, so he hurriedly dodged. Who would have thought that Sun Jifei's sword would become a sharpened sword before he turned his wrist into place, and the change was terrifying, Deng Yanfei was caught off guard and hurriedly took two steps back.

With a whooshing sound, Deng Yanfei looked down and saw that he was wearing a loose black practice uniform, and at this time a small piece of his chest had been broken, an inch-long crack, and the strips of cloth on both sides were fluttering.

A cold sweat broke out, Deng Yanfei looked at Sun Jifei, at this time, the man who didn't like words was staring at him coldly, and Deng Yanfei seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Soon he remembered that when he first met Sun Jifei, the swordsman mentioned in the book came to his mind, the kind of swordsman who lives for the sword and dies for the sword. The same sharp swordsmanship, the same straightforward character, the same indifferent eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Deng Yanfei fought two hundred percent of his spirit, this battle was definitely the most dangerous battle he had ever had!