The next day, on the 21st, at about 7:30 p.m., the Iron Fist Tournament was officially held.

The time of a single game is still a half-hour system. One-on-one shifts are conducted. There is a 10-minute break in the middle of each round, so it takes about 4 hours to complete the whole round of six games. The entire event is broadcast live on TV and online, so as long as you have a TV at home and an internet nearby, you can watch the Iron Fist Tournament live whether you are in Japan or another country.

"Let's take the stage with Paul Phoenix and Zax!"

Although the venue of the conference is relatively remote, in the Alpine Park of Matsumoto City, there is a tourist mountain peak with a sightseeing ropeway, and the time is very late - 7 o'clock and 8 o'clock, but there are still a large number of onlookers who come from far and wide to love martial arts and watching the lively business, and the number is very large, almost filling most of the mountain walls and sightseeing cable cars, so the host's voice fell, and it was the lively and noisy whistle and noise that rang out.

Then, Paul Phoenix, dressed in a red martial arts suit with his sleeves torn off, and Zax, dressed in a blue cotton shirt and carrying a big sword, appeared and walked from the left and right sides to the east and west sides, respectively, and then stepped into the makeshift ring built by the Mishima Foundation, and stood at each other.

"Brother Paul, how about you throw in the towel?" Zax moved his shoulders slightly, looked at Paul across from him and whispered.

The attitude is not serious, nor contemptuous, it is natural, as if two acquaintances are chatting.

"Give me a reason?" Paul was not angry, and asked rhetorically with a bland, face, full of traces of wind and frost.

"Why...... Because I want to make it to the finals, does it count? Zax looked down in distress and thought for a moment, then replied.

"Who hasn't come here to make it to the finals?" Paul's expression did not move, and he said softly.

The simple meaning is that this reason is not enough.

"Can't you be accommodating?"

"Why?"

"Just because I'm young and handsome, I'm a sunny and beautiful boy loved by celebrities and families." Zax put his index fingers to his face, tilted his head slightly, and said with a malicious look.

Paul did not answer again this time, but simply put the shelf on the shelf and responded to his words with action.

"Oh, why do you have to fight? Tell me about it? Seeing this, Zax covered his face and shook his head, and said helplessly.

"Zax, please prepare." At the same time, the host, who saw that Zax was still wasting time, couldn't help but remind.

"Hey, I would have liked to illuminate the moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch. Well, let's fight. ”

With that, Zax moved his hand, took off the broad-bladed iron sword behind his back, and held it in his hand with one hand.

"Wait, don't blame me if you get hurt and die!"

"Game on!"

As the words fell, Paul's body moved, and he moved towards Zax step by step.

Zax stood in a different place, but changed the posture of holding the sword in one hand to holding it with his hands together, and the sword body pointed outward, with a posture of holding the sword...... Although simple, it is also the most practical way to respond to all changes with the same.

Then Paul suddenly accelerated, running towards Zax. However, Zax seemed to have expected this, and with a wave of his arms, the great sword slashed at Paul. Paul dodged sideways, while holding the back of the sword with one hand and pressing down hard, a side kick and kick at Zax.

Zacks threw a sideways hand to dodge Paul's attack, then returned the same kick to Paul.

Paul raised his arm and fended off Zax's attack.

"Bang!"

The great force came, but Paul's figure did not move. As for the reason...... Not to mention the problem of the use of strength, but it is the exercise of strength, Paul is not inferior to Zacks, who uses a big sword as a weapon, not to mention that Paul's skills are also used when he is specially resisted by the body, so the simple whip leg has no effect on him at all.

Seeing this, Zax pouted his lips with some pity, but he didn't care, quickly retracted his kicked left leg and pressed his arm again, and the big sword came out of Paul's hand under a force similar to wave strength, like a dragon out of the abyss slashing straight into the sky.

Paul didn't have a hard support, after all, he was also flesh and blood, although he could rely on Aiki and hard qigong to hold the blade of the sword for a short time, ignoring its benefits, but he couldn't force his body with the strength of his master, otherwise he would not be practicing judo, but a more violent karate.

Then Paul stepped forward again and rushed in front of Zax, but before he could make a move, Zax's attack stabbed at him again, and the frost blade was like snow, and a cold light smeared his neck.

In the danger of life and death, Paul did not change, he shortened his body, let the knife fly down his sweeping hair, crouched and high-fived, and a blow called Lidang hit Zax in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

Zax was in pain, frowned and stepped back without a snort. But before he could stand still, Paul kicked him in the ankle with a blow of the whip, as if it was going to completely destroy his center of gravity and make him fall.

In this regard, Zax naturally couldn't let him get his wish, retreated quickly again, and then turned violently with the right point as the center, and swept away thousands of troops with a single move and slashed at Paul who was still preparing to attack with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Then Zax jumped up and landed on Paul with a force that cleaved the mountain.

Paul rolled on the spot and flashed to the side.

"Boom!"

But I didn't expect Zax's attack to be so terrifying, even if he rolled out of a distance, his body still felt the vibration from the ground, and he couldn't get up from the ground in the first place.

As for where he had been, it shattered under Zax's slam blow, and the crack spread, and the rubble shot like bullets in all directions.

Fortunately, the surrounding audience is some distance from the ring, and the gravel is also a little dissipated after flying out of a distance, otherwise the aftermath of this moment alone is enough to make the surrounding audience suffer, and even break their heads and bleed.

Then Zax flipped his wrist and held his sword, and shouted in a low voice, "Be careful!" The whole person appeared in front of Paul like a ghost, and the sword fell on his neck.

"What kind of trick are you?" Paul, who was facing the blade, did not change his expression, kept his half-kneeling posture and looked up at Zax in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Raid." Zax didn't put away the knife, and also kept the posture of holding the knife to Paul's neck.

It's just that for some reason, his face and expression are much colder, although he is still not murderous, but he is also very different from the friendly and happy appearance at the beginning.

"At that moment, he gave me the feeling of being so dangerous." At the same time, in the staff lounge behind the terminal of the original sightseeing tour bus next to her, Zafina said to Wang Chao beside her with a solemn face.

"It's like a magic star."

"Demon Star?" Wang Chao raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Could it be that the magic star in Zafina's mouth is someone else, not the Mishima Heihachi he guessed?

"Yes." Zafina nodded slightly, but didn't say anything more.

Naturally, the first round, which lasted less than two minutes, ended with Zax as the victor knocking out the vicissitudes of Paul Phoenix to qualify for the next round.

"Raid...... It can be restrained with electric flint. The dynasty looked at Zax, who had retreated from the field, and said secretly in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten that he still had a mission on his part!

……

Following a 10-minute break, the match entered the second round, with the masked man facing the street fighter master, Sumo Honda.

The whole process is a bit boring, and it's basically a picture of the masked man attacking with his fists and kicks, and then being counterattacked by Honda. Then Honda won with his exaggerated muscles and muscles, beat the masked man to vomit blood and fainted, and was carried down by the organizer's staff and sent to the hospital.

After another 10 minutes of rest, the match moved on to the third round.

This is followed by the fourth round.

Then came the fifth round. That is, the dynasty appeared in the game against the target Li Chaowolf.

The two appeared in a thousand calls and stepped into the ring.

Li Chaowolf, male, 28 years old, about 175 years tall, less white-headed, wearing a decent hand-cut suit, accompanied by a white shirt, and the neckline is tied tightly with a black collar. Wearing a pair of black gloves on his hands and black leather shoes on his feet, he looked like he was attending a banquet with more high-class people than a martial artist who was about to fight.

With a smile on his face that makes people feel fake at first glance, there is no emotion in his eyes, and the whole person exudes an evil intention from the inside out.

The martial arts used should be free fighting skills, and the standing position does not have the slightest horse step characteristics of national martial arts or other schools of martial arts, with one hand in front and one hand behind, looking like they are about to attack at any time.

"Boy, it's time to admit defeat now." Li Chaowolf said confidently to the dynasty.

It seems that he is very confident in his own strength, and he doesn't take the dynasty seriously at all.

"Thank you for the reminder, I still want to keep trying." The dynasty was unmoved, and said peacefully with a smile on his face.

"Heh, I hope you won't regret it later." Li Chaowolf sneered. But I feel that the dynasty is a little ignorant of lifting.

"See how I'll beat you into a pig's head later."

"I've come to my senses." Wang Dynasty's expression remained unchanged, and he put on a three-body flat way.

"Play, let's go!"

Then Li Chaowolf stepped forward and moved in front of the dynasty step by step.

Whip legs.

Just as Wang Chao judged from his posture that he should use martial arts such as free fighting, Li Chaowolf used a powerful killing whip leg in free fighting as soon as he got started, looking like he wanted the dynasty to die.

"It is worthy of being the adopted son of the Mishima family, and his heart is ruthless!"

Wang Dynasty said in his heart, did not hesitate, and made a move to block the attack.

"Bang!" (To be continued.) )