Offstage, as Xue Huaijin said, Zhou Qing is preparing for war.

When he was ten into five, he encountered a strong enemy in the eyes of others, Liu Yi of the Blade Battalion.

He's really good, but it's only good.

Yu Xiaojun, the chief instructor of the blade battalion, Zhou Qing, is not afraid, let alone his students.

After a stalemate of about a minute, he took down his opponent.

He was the first to play in the preliminary round, which led to the fact that he would be the first to start any tournament again, as well as the five-in-three.

The opponent in the first game was Li Jian'an.

After Ying Sheng came to the stage, the audience below thought that Zhou Qing would win.

Playing a game of this level, if it weren't for the variable of Ren Boyong, Zhou Qing's championship would be a certainty.

Because the skills he showed were not at the same level as these special forces.

Li Jian'an was smiling bitterly in his heart, he also knew that he couldn't win against Zhou Qing. It's just that as a special forces soldier with the belief of victory, Li Jian'an still did his best.

It's just that a lot of things can't be accomplished with hard work.

After a minute, Li Jian'an began to parry.

The phantom flashed in front of him, and he was kicked hard in the waist. The person lost control, fell under the ring, and fell firmly.

Tan Fei's mechanical voice sounded at the same time: "Predator Zhou Qing, victory!" ”

A win means a place in the top three.

Amid applause, the second round began.

Five people, two by two, the idle one is lucky, and it doesn't take much effort to get into the top three.

In this game, Ren Boyong played, cutting through the chaos with a quick knife, and threw a strong man from the Northwest Military Region out of the ring.

At this time, the national special forces competition, which lasted for nearly five days, officially entered the competition for the championship, second and third place.

Three people, the numbers will be shuffled and redrawn.

No. 1 and No. 2 will face each other, with the winner taking a short break and taking on No. 3.

This means that the number three is a lucky number, as long as it is drawn. At least they will all make it to the runner-up.

There is also a chance of a draw between No. 1 and No. 2, which is very unlikely.

Yu Xiaojun asked people to bring the lottery box again and sent it to the ring in person.

Zhou Qing, Ren Boyong, Xu Yuan.

Tan Fei reminded: "Let's draw lots!" ”

Ren Boyong stepped forward with a big grin, put his hand into the box, and took it out and handed it to Tan Fei.

?? After Tan Fei opened it, he opened the number and shook it in the opposite direction: "No. 2, prepare for battle!" ”

Ren Boyong shook his thick neck and stayed in the center of the ring leisurely.

Zhou Qing went to draw the number for the second time, and after Tan Fei saw his number, his always indifferent face also fluctuated a little: "No. 3, watch the battle!" ”

Tan Fei drew No. 1 and Zhou Qing drew No. 3, so Xu Yuan would naturally be No. 2.

Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief and stood aside.

The one named Xu Yuan was full of helplessness.

For him, if he draws the number three, he can also be a runner-up. even thought that Zhou Qing and Ren Boyong would lose both sides this time, and he would benefit from the fisherman.

And once he draws a number other than the three, there is no need to think about it, he will be the third place. No matter whether he faces Zhou Qing or Ren Boyong, he is unlikely to be an opponent.

No matter how unhappy it was, this kind of high-profile occasion had to go over hard.

Since Ren Boyong entered the top 50, he has been extremely strong.

It was the same this time, as soon as the game began, he strode towards Xu Yuan.

Like a bulldozer, it has the courage to sweep away all obstacles.

Xu Yuan's flexibility was slightly better, but the ring was so big, and after a few struggles, he was forced into a corner.

A few punches fell on Ren Boyong, but it was like hitting a piece of wood, and it had no effect.

In the audience's exclamation, Xu Yuan directly followed in the footsteps of the previous few and was thrown out of the ring.

The battle ended as quickly as expected.

Instead, Ren Boyong's slightly brown eyes looked at Zhou Qing.

Tan Fei asked, "Do you want to rest?" ”

Ren Boyong refused: "No." ”

He didn't have any strength to deal with Xu Yuan at all, so he talked about rest. Now that he is one step away from the championship, Ren Boyong just wants to throw the last kid down and then end it.

is so close to the goal he has long desired, Ren Boyong's mood has also fluctuated a little.

His family was poor, in a very remote mountainous area. If it weren't for the coincidence that I met a nobleman, I would still be doing nothing at home now, and I would be regarded as a monster.

The army is the only place where he can find respect, and he must not disappoint the nobles, and he must stand firm and win this exceptional promotion and the first place prize.

One has no education, the other has no background, and his head is not as bright as others.

Ren Boyong couldn't think of any hope for him except for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Tan Fei got a response, took one last look at Zhou Qing, and after seeing him nodding, he announced: "The battle for the champion and runner-up begins." ”

Ren Boyong reflexively didn't wait for Zhou Qing to reach the center of the ring, and went first again.

Those who stand in the way, no matter who they are, are his enemies.

Offstage, as he walked, his breath was chosen.

guessed how long Zhou Qing could hold out and was thrown down.

One is two meters one, and the other is one meter eight. One looks like a maximum of one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, and one weighs more than two times it.

If this is a movie, Zhou Qing will have a chance to counterattack as the protagonist. But in the ring, is it possible?

Whether it is possible or not, Zhou Qing doesn't know, but he is not willing to be thrown off the stage in embarrassment.

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