After the draw, the first round will officially begin in the afternoon.

"Ah Feng, your opponent in the first round is a strong opponent, you have to be careful. It is said that he is the most outstanding person among the nineteenth generation disciples of the Huo family's Lost Trace Fist, and his cultivation has entered the late stage of dark energy, which is even higher than Chen Yun. Last time Huashan discussed the sword, he won the fourth place in the young martial arts competition, you must not take it lightly. At lunch, Chen Dong advised.

"Got it, Master." Ye Feng smiled faintly.

Four o'clock in the afternoon is the time of the day when the human body is most vigorous. The first round of the competition has officially begun.

"Lost Fist, Hoss, please advise." Hoss clasped his fists and saluted.

"Cai Lifo, Murong Feng, please take care." Ye Feng returned the salute.

"I'll tell you about the rules of the game, you guys listen." The referee glanced at the two of them separately and said solemnly: "There are only three rules, one, no killing; Second, those who go out of bounds, lose their ability to move, or surrender lose; 3. Under special circumstances, I have the right to decide whether I win or lose. Did you hear it all? ”

Ye Feng and Huo Si both nodded seriously.

"Although you can't kill people, but with me, you can do it with all your might." The referee was conceited and arrogant. He has the capital to say this, and every ring has a master in the late stage of Huajin to act as a referee to avoid deaths.

It can be said that as long as the opponent is not knocked down and the killer is deliberately played, the referee can save people in time.

Ye Feng's opponent Huo Si was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a slender body, a thin appearance, sparkling eyes, and a calm expression. He was wearing a blue practice uniform.

The clothes worn by the contestants during the competition are uniformly distributed by the organizer to prevent the contestants from touching their hands and feet in the clothing. Before participating in the competition, the contestants must also have their fingerprints and corneas temporarily verified to confirm that they are correct.

There are also some martial artists like Ye Feng who are masked and keep their appearance secret, but none of them are as strange as him. The vast majority of martial artists still choose to show their true colors, and the purpose of many martial artists to participate in the ancient martial arts conference is to gild themselves and gain more support by virtue of their good performance in the competition. After all, there are only three places to qualify, and most people just want to get a good position.

Ye Feng and Huo Si gathered three meters together to stand, and with the referee's order, the game officially began.

The two opened their posture and slowly moved to confront each other, and neither of them made a rash move.

"Master, what is the origin of that jar?"

On the side of the ring, a young man in the Huo family's team asked an old man.

The old man said, "It's also the first time I've heard of this person's name. I look at its breath, but the early stage of cultivation of dark energy, as long as your senior brother is not negligent, he will definitely win. ”

Although Ye Feng is not famous, his opponent Huo Si is well-known and is widely favored, and he is considered to be the top 20 players in terms of strength. In addition to the family and friends on both sides, there were about four or five hundred spectators who were watching the event in the ring.

After a moment of confrontation, Hoss took the lead, approaching Ye Feng with an arrow step, and punched him in the chest without any fancy.

Ye Feng saw that his punch was just a temptation, but instead he met it, and used ninety percent of his strength to punch it, which collided with Huo Si's fist.

Huo Si really didn't dare to touch hard, turned his fist into a palm, changed his strength into softness, pushed away Ye Feng's punch from the side, took a step forward, and punched Ye Feng's side ribs.

As soon as Ye Feng turned around, he grabbed Hoss's fist with his backhand, and hit his chest with his other elbow. Blocked by Hoss with his elbow.

The two of them exchanged lightning for a round, each taking a step back, both secretly breathing briefly, and rushing up again in the blink of an eye.

Hoss's steps are uncertain, moving irregularly, the shadow of the fist is flickering, left and right, fast and slow, and sure enough, the fist is as its name suggests, and it is uncertain.

Ye Feng stepped on the gossip pace and waited for the opportunity to move, dismantling Hoss's moves before launching a counterattack, and then seizing the opportunity to counterattack after the defense was successful. The opponent's speed and strength are a cut above him, his fists are tricky, fast as lightning, cunning as a snake, and fluttering as a ghost.

However, Ye Feng relied on his spiritual power and knowledge to break Huo Si's feints, and the biggest advantage of the Lost Trace Fist, "Lost Trace", was already in vain in front of Ye Feng. However, in order to let Huo Si show the essence of the Lost Trace Fist, Ye Feng pretended to be confused by his feints from time to time, and his defense was hasty, and he seemed to be at a disadvantage for the time being.

"This Murong Feng is not simple." The old man of the Huo family looked at it for a while, and suddenly sighed.

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

"You see, although he is at a disadvantage and parrying messy, he can also catch your senior brother's attack without leaking. He must have a back move, knowing that his strength is not as good as Hoss, so he deliberately took a defensive position, waited for the opportunity to move, and waited for Hoss to reveal his flaws and then burst out in one go, and the real victory or defeat would be revealed at that moment. The old man said slowly.

He was right, Ye Feng had reservations, he didn't use the Drunken Eight Immortal Fist, nor did he use the physique strengthening.

However, Hoss obviously also had reservations and did not use the real killer move of the Lost Trace Fist.

After dismantling more than 20 moves, both sides were already familiar with each other's moves, and Hoss, who had been in the offensive position, suddenly launched a ferocious killing move.

A move of the green dragon probing the claw, raided Ye Feng's chest, was blocked by Ye Feng raised his arm, Huo Si followed the phoenix three nods, three consecutive strikes, and at the same time used a move to sail down the river closely, a move Arhat hit the knee, and raised the knee to the side of Ye Feng's fragile knee.

Ye Feng raised his palm to spread the opponent's fist, turned his calf around and tensed his muscles, and blocked the opponent's knee with his knees. Huo Si hit his weakness with a secret move, Ye Feng hurriedly dodged, his figure moved, Huo Si's right leg followed the lightning shot out, and he kicked five times in a row.

Ye Feng dodged again, avoiding four feet one after another, the castration was exhausted, and the remaining one foot was no longer able to dodge, so he had to turn sideways and use his strong shoulders to make a hard connection. Suddenly, Ye Feng noticed that although Huo Si's fifth kick seemed to be sharp, the order of the leg muscles was completely different from the previous four times, and the lower back muscles were suddenly tightened, and there was a rotating force secretly formed-no, it was a false move!

I saw that when Huo Si's fifth kick was only half a foot away from Ye Feng, his body suddenly turned to the ground, and he rolled sideways three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and his hind feet swung violently through a huge whirlwind, slashing vertically on his head like a giant axe.

This blow Huo Si exerted all his strength, fast and furious, if it was hard connected, Ye Feng would probably break both arms. Ye Feng knew this, but his body strength had not yet recovered from the previous rapid dodge, and he was no longer able to completely dodge this blow, so he simply raised his arm to block, and used his skill to take advantage of the momentum of his upper body to fall to the ground rapidly, his spine swung like a seesaw, one foot supported the ground, and the other foot suddenly bounced upwards with the help of the strength of the upper body falling, and the toe point pointed at the tendon base of the thigh.

Huo Si originally thought that this kick would succeed, but who knew that Ye Feng reacted very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he replaced defense with offense, if this kick mentioned that he was taking a step, he would still lose. had to improvise, and kicked Ye Feng's calf with the other kick to bounce off his attack.

However, under this kick, the force of the axe slash was instantly dispersed, and Ye Feng even used his strength to roll and avoid his killing move.

Facing off again, both of them were sweating on their foreheads and breathing a little short, and the fierce confrontation just now took a lot of strength from the two of them.

"This Murong Feng reacted so quickly, he actually predicted my killing move and responded instantly, although I have always had the upper hand, but if it continues like this, it will be a hard battle・・・・・・ should I use that move?"

"No, this is only the first game, I can't expose the trick so quickly・・・・・ it's good, then fight for consumption, his cultivation is lower than mine, his endurance must not be as strong as mine, and it will be more beneficial for me to consume it." After thinking about it secretly, Huo Si decided to fight a war of attrition with Ye Feng.

Taking advantage of the short confrontation at the end of a round of confrontation, Ye Feng's spiritual power quickly swept the situation of the other rings in the arena.

"Huh? There are already four rings to decide the winner, so fast・・・・・ no, I can't spend too long here, I have to fight quickly, and I'm still stealing after everyone else is done. Unlike Hos, Ye Feng's mentality has become the opposite.

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"Uncle Master, the situation is not good, Brother Feng seems to have been at a disadvantage." Cai Lifo's group of relatives and friends, Ah Sheng, who raised it, was worried about Chen Dong.

Chen Dong smiled faintly and said calmly: "Ah Sheng, don't worry, Ah Feng hasn't used his true strength yet." ”

After practicing with Ye Feng for more than a week, Ye Feng's ability couldn't be clearer.

Sure enough, after more than ten seconds of confrontation, Ye Feng took the lead, which was the first time he took the initiative to attack after he came on the field.

Hoth's body tensed suddenly, like a stretched bowstring, ready to launch a stormy attack as soon as Ye Feng approached.

But seeing that Ye Feng was halfway through the run, four or five steps away from Hoth, he suddenly tripped under his feet, and stumbled a few steps forward, trying to stabilize the center.

Hoss's eyes lit up, good chance!

Although he didn't know why Ye Feng fell, Ye Feng did show a huge flaw, and Huo Si immediately decided to counterattack with an arrow.

It's just that there is still a trace of concern in his heart, this may be Ye Feng's trap, and Huo Si's shot retains three points of strength.

The moment Huo Si approached Ye Feng, he suddenly felt a sharp qi machine lock on him, and suddenly realized that Ye Feng's stumbling footwork was hidden with a strong killing intent.

Huo Si slapped Ye Feng Tianling Gai with one palm, but the latter stumbled and fell towards Huo Si's lower body.

Horston felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and the reserved three-point force was used instantly, and he hurriedly turned his body to the side, avoiding Ye Feng's seemingly inadvertently crashing into the top of his lower abdomen.

Ye Feng took the opportunity to hug Huo Si, and his body fell to the ground, Huo Si felt that there was an implicit wrestling power in his hug and fall, so he hurriedly turned around and took advantage of the situation to throw Ye Feng's body to the ground.

Ye Feng's waist was arched into an arch, and after his shoulders landed, it seemed that he had a spring on his back, and his upper body bounced up violently. Both fists bounced up with his waist, slamming all the way from Hoss's bottom to the top of his head.

Attacking with both fists, Huo Si was caught off guard, and he took a few punches solidly, and then retreated a few steps with the power of the stroke, looking at Ye Feng with surprised eyes.

Ye Feng turned the somersault upside down, turned around and staggered, looking like a drunk, his eyes were drunk, his right hand was empty, he made a drinking action, sighed and laughed: "Good wine!" Come on, you come for a drink, too. ”

After speaking, he staggered, and approached Hoth quickly.

Drunken boxing?

Hoss has rich combat experience, and immediately recognized the boxing technique Ye Feng used at the moment, this is a boxing technique that pays great attention to understanding, and it is super god to use, and it is scum if it is not used well.

But seeing Ye Feng unleash the Drunken Eight Immortal Fist as if he was drunk, his fist technique suddenly changed, which caught Huo Si off guard.

Not only has the boxing method changed, but even the style of the boxer has also changed・・・・・・ but all martial artists, although they practice different boxing methods, between the boxing methods, some of the unique habits or fighting characters of the boxers will be retained to a certain extent. However, as soon as Ye Feng unleashed his drunken fist, his style and habits changed suddenly, and there was no trace of it before.

Hoss felt like he was fighting someone else, and he had to rethink his mindset and habits.

Huo Si didn't know that Ye Feng's previous boxing technique and the drunken punch he was using now were copied from Chen Dong and Chen Yun respectively. The effect of muscle copying is that Ye Feng's boxing skills are highly similar to those of the person being copied, and his fighting style is exactly the same. Therefore, Hoss can be said to be fighting with Chen Dong's incarnation in the past, and now he is fighting with Chen Yun's incarnation, so he feels that his style has changed greatly.

The Drunken Fist Fist technique is exquisite, and Chen Yun's Drunken Eight Immortal Fist has already been cultivated to the realm of supernatural perfection, Ye Feng suddenly showed it, and Hoston fell into a disadvantage.

The situation suddenly changed, and the audience's mood suddenly hung in suspense, and the outcome of this battle was instantly overshadowed by a thick suspense.

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