For a moment, a graceful woman walked towards the ring with graceful steps.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man with a tiger's back looked at the woman vigilantly, and also walked to the ring.

Each path leading to the ring has an attendant holding a delicate wooden box, in the wooden box, neatly placed in the medicine that temporarily blocks the meridians, before the competition, you must take the medicine, so that it is temporarily unable to use spiritual power.

Without the attendant's reminder, the two consciously took out a slender glass tube from the wooden box, which contained a colorless liquid, opened the nozzle, and a pungent smell came to their faces, and after a little hesitation, they drank it all.

Then, the two walked to the weapon rack next to the ring, each took off a worthy weapon, and walked into the ring.

The woman wore black gloves on both hands, and she was a martial artist in the gym.

And the strong man was armed with a giant sword, and there was no doubt that he was a common swordsman.

"Resena of the Gym."

"Hull Family Chelsea."

After the two announced their names, they bowed to each other as a sign of respect.

Then, the woman's right leg moved back slightly, her fists were raised in front of her chest, and she threw it into the eyes of the strong man, slightly provocative, but there was a trace of alertness in her eyes.

The sleeveless shirt exposes her tight and explosive arms, and her elegance and charm no longer exist, replaced by a heroic posture.

The strong man clenched the giant sword in both hands, and stared at her with vigilant eyes and a hint of lewdness, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing this, the woman just smiled lightly, and then shot out, the speed was amazingly fast, this is the mystery of martial artists cultivating physical skills to the strongest.

In an instant, the woman quietly approached the strong man and threw a punch.

The strong man suddenly felt a huge force spread from his abdomen to his whole body, and the bones of his whole body were about to fall apart.

The strong man's face was shocked, as we all know, the characteristics of a martial artist are fast, accurate, and ruthless, but he didn't expect that the power of this punch would be so strong.

However, he is a representative of a family in the end, so he will not be easily defeated.

The strong man endured the pain and struggled to fight back.

However, the woman was no longer in the position she had just had, but appeared behind him.

She kicked forward the strong man's tiger back, because the strong man was burly, so this kick only made him fall to the ground, if it was a thin person, he would probably have to fly out after this kick.

This is not the end, the woman concentrates all her strength on her right foot and kicks at the strong man who has fallen to the ground, which is the martial artist's signature move, the lower kick, which can focus on the enemy's lower plate, and can also attack the enemy who has fallen to the ground.

Seeing that this kick was about to fall on the strong man's body, he couldn't avoid it, and his burly body was also a big drawback, and he was not flexible enough, so he could only resist stubbornly.

Being kicked by this kick, the strong man's body was in a state of numbness, and he had lost the ability to resist.

Because it was just a competition, this woman was also merciful, after all, the two had no grievances. You must know that if this kick hits the strong man's head, even if he is lucky enough not to die, it will inevitably be crippled.

After the white-clothed referee came to the stage to confirm the situation, he shouted in an earth-shattering voice: "Resena of the Sports Gym, win!" ”

Everyone was stunned to see the strong woman in the ring, a competition, the end was so fast, some people didn't have time to see what was going on in the ring.

And on the high platform, a muscular man laughed proudly: "It is worthy of being the proud protégé of my physical arts hall." ”

"It's really gratifying that the hall master can have such a disciple!" Arlena laughed.

Sawa glanced at Resena with a solemn face, and reminded himself inwardly: "This competition, I can't be careless. ”

With the end of the first competition, the characters on the light screen jumped again.

With the shock brought by the first competition, some of the contestants were even more uneasy.

And what should come is still coming, and the light screen regains its calm again.

House Kahlan Tamir VS Hills House Ressa!

Tamir next to Sawyer frowned, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn in the second game, and the other party was still the old rival Hills family.

On the high platform, the patriarch of the Karan family, Fpero, and the patriarch of the Hills family, Alrena, looked uncertain, while the rest of the people looked at the ring with some gloating.

Ressa, a swordsman about Tamir's age, sits his sword over his shoulders and is uninhibited with his gestures.

After bowing to each other, Resa immediately rushed out, he knew very well that against the sharpshooter, he had to fight in close quarters, otherwise he would be at a disadvantage.

Tamir tried to distance himself as much as possible to keep the swordsman close, but it was not good.

Tamir ran around the ring, with Resa close behind.

"Whoa—"

As he sprints, Tamir fires a crossbow bolt.

Ressa's sword was swung and the bolt was cut off, followed by another bolt.

Ressa solved the continuous crossbow arrows one by one, and the initiative of the battle situation tended to favor Tamir.

However, the arrows in Tamir's crossbow box are limited, and once they run out, they need to look for opportunities to replenish them, and maybe Ressa is waiting for this opportunity!

Suddenly, Tamir changed his firing technique, adjusted the angle, pulled the machine, and fired three arrows in a row, each of which was shot in an extremely tricky position.

Feeling the abnormal movement on one side, after Ressa cut off the last crossbow arrow, he immediately turned around, withdrew his left leg slightly, and pressed his left hand against the tip of the knife, holding the sword in front of him, blocking!

"Ding, ding."

After successfully parrying, the angle was changed, and another crossbow bolt was blocked, the last of which only cut through Ressa's sleeve.

"Damn it!" Tamir cursed and ran again, he didn't expect Ressa's use of blocking to be so skillful enough to be on par with Sawyer.

"Have you had enough?" Resa sneered, and her speed increased sharply.

Moments later, Resa caught up with Tamir, smiling playfully at his side before slashing at him.

Tamir stomped to his feet, the blade brushing the soles of his shoes, in danger and danger.

Soaring in mid-air, Tamir fired all his bolts, several of which rained down on arrows, enveloping Ressa.

After landing, while Ressa had a little time to deal with the rain of arrows, Tamir put his left hand into the quiver, and his right hand popped out the crossbow box, loading several crossbow arrows into it, which took less than five seconds, but this insignificant five seconds was enough to decide the outcome in battle.

Ressa was so upset that he put himself at a disadvantage, and could only swing his sword quickly, and wherever the shadow of the sword passed, the crossbow arrows were broken, and occasionally a few crossbow arrows broke through his defenses, stabbed him in the body, or cut through his skin, causing a heart-piercing pain.

On the side, Tamir was still firing crossbow arrows angrily, never giving him a chance to fight back.

When Allena noticed the change in the ring, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and the armrests of the stone chair could be crushed by him at any time.

In an instant, Ressa, like a stimulated tiger, ignored the crossbow bolts and lunged at Tamir.

Tamir, who thought he had a chance to win, was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Ressa to be so decisive and so crazy.

After Ressa, who was stuck with arrows in many parts of his body, Tamir, who was quite experienced in combat, hurriedly pressed his palms to the ground, stood upside down, spread his legs apart, and spun in a circle with the change of his hands, which was a roundhouse kick!

The sharpshooter's ranged attack is powerful, but melee combat is far less powerful than that of swordsmen and gladiators, so all sharpshooters need to learn several melee moves to make up for the lack of melee ability, and this roundhouse kick is one of them, and it is also one of the effective moves.

"Tong, Tong!"

Ressa was kicked twice in a row, which didn't do much for someone like him who didn't even care about arrow wounds, but they slowed down his attack, and that was enough.

Tamir quickly rolled over, pulled a little distance, and raised his right hand, the cold tip of the crossbow facing Ressa.

The parry could barely withstand two or three crossbow arrows, and for the continuous crossbow arrows, it was obviously impossible to deal with them.

"I throw in the towel!"