179 Ranking Turmoil (I)

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The weather was cloudy.

Qualifying has been going on for three days and the event has entered its seventh round, with only 16 players left.

In this round of competition, the top ten places will be decided

The venue of the competition has also been changed from a large exercise playground to an indoor martial arts hall.

After three consecutive days of high-intensity battles, each one was almost at full strength, and even with the best medical equipment of the era, the participants were still injured.

Morning, 10:59 a.m

The on-site referee took a look at his watch, confirmed that the time had come, and immediately glanced at both sides, and shouted:

"Group 1, Preparation"

Two tall young men in black military uniforms quickly jumped into the ring.

"Two shifts a year, weekly travel"

"Seven classes a year, Huangshan"

After the two finished speaking, the referee immediately waved his hand to announce the verdict.

"The first match of the seventh round, now on"

The first word has not yet completely fallen, and the two still leap forward and charge.

Peng

The fists collided, and there was a muffled sound, and the two turned pale, took a few steps back, and then separated.

The two of them didn't say a word, and after their bodies stood firm, they rushed again as soon as possible.

call

The speed of the two of them is extremely fast, and the reaction time is almost a few tenths of a second budget, and the attack is aimed at the throat, joints, skull and other vital points, ruthless and direct.

burst

The battle proceeded for the sixth second.

Huang Shan, who was slightly thin, turned sideways to avoid the opponent's elbow blow, and the left fist on his waist instantly attacked, roaring and smashing into the joint of the opponent's right arm.

Click

The sound of bones breaking, like the sound of stepping on a light crispy snow cake, is clean and thorough.

Zhou Xing was hit by this heavy blow, his face was ruthless, he did not retreat but advanced, using his broken right arm as a shield to block the follow-up attack of Huangshan, and at the same time, he pursued in stride.

bang

Huangshan couldn't avoid it, and his right rib was hit by the opponent's punch, and the sound of broken ribs was like a firecracker, and there was a thunderclap.

Huang Shan snorted, gritted his teeth and did not retreat, his left knee suddenly went up, straight knee the opponent's lower body, Zhou Xing was also ruthless, his right knee was raised at the same time, and he fought Huang Shan's knee blow.

At the moment when the two collided, there was a strange twist in the knee, which was under the impact of the huge force, the knee began to be damaged and deformed, and the pain of torn flesh and bone was very unbearable.

But these two are completely ruthless people, although their faces are as white as wax and their bones are broken and twisted, they still don't care, just punch and keep punching.

Twenty-one seconds.

With a muffled snort, Huang Shan, who was slightly thin, fell to the ground heavily, couldn't get up again, and became the first student to be out of the top 16.

On the side, as the first round of promotion, Zhou Xing's face was as white as paper, his black military uniform was torn, and red blood stained it, which was particularly conspicuous.

He was now lame and trembling, his ribs broken, his knees broken, his waist bruised, and his internal organs damaged all together, making him look like a dead leaf trembling in the autumn wind that was about to fall.

"Winner of this round, Zhou Xing"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Zhou Xing fell down violently, and on one side, the medical staff who had been prepared immediately rushed into the ring and moved the two people in black and red to the emergency center together.

Subsequently, the sweeping robot began to clean up the scene, dust adsorption, clean water washing, the oval sweeping robot continued to hover rapidly, behind it, the red and black stains condensed on the ground mixed with water, forming a red and black staggered road, just like the red cloth in the dye workshop, shocking. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

A minute later.

The field was cleaned and the game continued.

In the exercise hall, in a large room equipped with a projector and several folding chairs, several high-level military academy executives were observing the competition in the ring, including Zhao Qingshi, president of the Armed Forces Academy, Qin Xue, president of the command academy, and other giants.

"These students, they look like they are barely qualified"

Qin Xue, the director of the command, was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament, wearing a dark suit and a pair of black-framed glasses at this time, staring at the picture on the projector, shaking his head, and his expression was not very satisfied.

"The speed is not fast enough, the strength is not strong enough, the movements are not concise enough, the heart is not decisive enough, it is too weak" The dean of the armed forces glanced at it, and then closed his eyes and did not look at it, as if he projected the content on the image, and if he looked at it more, it would be a loss.

The rest of the old men shook their heads and said nothing.

It is not so easy to find gold in the sand

March 5th.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when the temperature of the sun's rays began to turn cool, the final of the Third Military Academy and the first freshman combat power qualifying competition officially started with a shout.

The drill hall, which can seat 3,000 people, is densely lined with people, including the families of employees who have nothing to do, the rare senior students, and some extremely unfamiliar faces wearing black uniforms

In the process of qualifying, the initial stage can be called a simple child's play, and in the middle, there is an occasional explosion of strength, and at the end, those strong people who aim to be the first begin to exert their strength, and the scene becomes extremely terrifying and bloody.

The bones are broken, the flesh is entangled, and the eyes are bursting, so fierce and direct fighting, as if they are not facing classmates, but world enemies.

This wanton violence was vividly displayed in the final

"12 classes a year, Monschepston"

In the ring, a young European and American man with crimson hair gave a military salute coldly to the opposite side, and in the spotlight, he was wearing a camouflage vest, and his exposed muscle lines were like marble sculptures, vigorous and vigorous.

"Seven classes a year, Qin Valley"

Opposite the red-haired man, an ordinary-looking flat-headed young man replied gently.

He is wearing a gray-green round neck and short sleeves, and a pair of brown paratrooper pants on his lower body, with a good figure of 1.91 meters.

"The two sides have confirmed, and the final of the first freshman combat power qualifying competition of the Third Military Academy has officially begun"

The middle-aged referee was not verbose and directly announced the start of the game.

Inside the field.

Neither of them acted rashly.

can go from thousands of people to the end in three days, neither of them is mediocre, and they naturally understand the truth that the strong compete and the victory or defeat is only on the first line.

So, don't mess around

"I heard that martial arts are Dongfang Zun, and among them, Chinese martial arts are the most extensive and profound, I don't know how much Brother Qin has learned."

Monschepston grinned, revealing snow-white teeth, and a cold, sharp touch came to his face.

"A little bit of it"

Qin Gu smiled gently, his expression was very flat.

Meng She tugged at the corners of his mouth, not very happy with this so-called oriental modesty, and said: "The foundation of martial arts is strength and speed, although the oriental martial arts are complicated, but they have lost their roots, like a fish without water."

"You say yes, that's it"

Qin Gu still had that breezy appearance, and when Meng She saw this, he said coldly: "I don't even have the heart to fight, hmph, it's really East Asian."

"Watch Your Words"

Qin Gu raised his eyebrows, he was born in Huaguo, he had studied history after all, and knew some allusions, the word East Asian is definitely not a good word.

"Am I Wrong?"

Meng She was more than two meters tall, and he looked down with his eyes at this time, full of contempt.

"If you have the guts, then follow your ancestors and turn over Lao Tzu"

"Hmph, I see you're just a sick man"

As soon as these two sentences came out, Qin Gu's face suddenly became ugly, and he was about to open his mouth to say cruel words, but then he felt wrong.

but

Late

Meng She grasped the change in the opponent's mentality at this moment, his figure was like lightning, he suddenly rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he swept in front of Qin Gu, and raised his fist to fight.

Direct, crisp, decisive

Qin Gu stared at the rapidly enlarged fist in front of him, depressed in his heart, but after all, he had lost the opportunity and could only retreat now.

call

Meng She's blow missed, and without waiting for his fist to get old, he strode in pursuit again, Qin Gu's footsteps slid, and he had no choice but to retreat.

"Oriental martial arts, is it just an escape?"

Munshee sneered as he pursued.

Qin Gu was silent, but his mentality was obviously slightly affected, and the moment he retreated, he was actually prejudged by Meng She to be in the right position, although he blocked the opponent's attack, but the fluency of his body was affected, and he was vaguely slower by a few points between movements.

Meng She seized the opportunity and punched quickly in a row, and his feet were even more like oil, sliding forward quickly, no matter how Qin Gu retreated, he could always keep up.

The two sides moved around at such a fast speed that even the closest spectators to the ring still found it difficult to see the movements of both sides.

"That's the end of it?"

Qin Gu's expression was cold, he saw through Meng She's attack rhythm, and in the next attack transition, his body was slightly sideways, avoiding the opponent's punch, and then twisted his body and reversed, and the left fist that had been gathering momentum smashed out, directly hitting the opponent's heart.

Meng She seemed to have expected it, his feet were staggered, his body shook slightly, and he pulled the opponent's punch from the atrium to his left shoulder, and then pulled his bow left and right, bullying his body and beating him.

Qin Gu reacted faster, his steps were light, his body shook, and he avoided the opponent's fast attack like a tumbler, and at the same time, his hands kept attacking.

Bang bang bang

Between the two, it was like a cannon fight, fist tips, elbow strikes, all kinds of unimaginable movements on the top of the knees, all kinds of thrilling opportunities to capture, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply the consciousness of the ultimate existence, but in the hands of these two people, it appears frequently, as if, just like drinking saliva and eating, it is normal and simple.

The two fought against each other for more than ten seconds, and various fighting skills erupted, and you came and went, which was wonderful.

After a long attack, Meng She's anger erupted, and with a straight punch, he fiercely repelled Qin Gu.

"Roar"

This guy let out a low roar like a beast, and the exposed muscles quickly glowed with an extremely thin layer of red, crystal clear, like crystal.

Qin Gu sensed the crisis and subconsciously retreated, but it was still too late.

After the outbreak of Munshe, the speed soared, almost reaching 76 in the previous battle.

call

Qin Gu had a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, the big fist of the casserole had already appeared in front of him, and he wanted to dodge, but it was already slow, and before he had no choice, Qin Gu could only block with his hand.

boom

After a punch, Qin Gu only felt that his body was hit by the speeding truck, and his body couldn't stop retreating.

Dengdenden

After three consecutive surges, Qin Gu barely stopped his backward body, but before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, a huge fist roared

"Drink"

Under the crisis, Qin Gu screamed violently, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his right hand was raised at a terrifying speed, squeezing the incoming fist fiercely.

Click

The sound of a broken finger bone was like a series of firecrackers exploding.

Qin Gu's right hand was in tatters at this time, white bones were looming, and the index finger and middle finger were even more inverted at 160 degrees, and blood splattered out from the broken wound, which was extremely tragic.

With a successful blow, Monschepston did not hesitate, and continued to swing his fist and smash it, the fist wind whistled, and blood splashed, at this moment, he was overbearing.

Qin Gu's eyes were red, ignoring the injuries on his hands, one sideways avoided the opponent's straight fist, stepped forward with his right foot, and then his left knee went up wildly, pointing directly at the opponent's lower yin.

Meng She's body subconsciously opened to the side, but this action directly caused his fist to decrease sharply, Qin Gu seized the opportunity, did not retreat but advanced, the injured right hand advanced wildly with its claws, the exposed phalanges were extremely sharp, and instantly cut out a deep scar on the opponent's tangled muscles, blood flowed sideways, and the scene was bloody.

For these cat's claw-like scars, Meng She didn't care at all, turned over and pinched Qin Gu's arm, his five fingers were like hooks, and the arm was blue.

Qin Gu also quickly flipped his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm, and the two formed a brief flat on their upper bodies, but their lower bodies clashed fiercely.

Bang bang bang

The two of them kicked out quickly, and the force was so great that even the entire ring shook significantly.

Three seconds later, Qin Gu began to have some disadvantages.

The physical advantage of the white race is better than that of the yellow race, this is an undeniable talent, and both of them are only at the low sequence level, and they have not completely broken through the limits of the human body, so Qin Gu naturally cannot erase this advantage.

touch

In a vigorous collision, Qin Gu's face turned fierce, the muscles in his right shoulder bulged rapidly, and his right hand exuded a certain indescribable luster, like the brilliance on the top of the ceiling, mysterious and magnificent, and breathtaking.

At that moment, Munshe felt some kind of terrible sharpness like a blade touching his skin, and he subconsciously reacted by withdrawing his hand to defend himself.

Can't keep it, absolutely can't keep it

Monschepton's willpower is as strong as steel, and almost instantaneously he has a decision, attacking and defending, breaking the opponent's outburst, and only in this way can he break the opponent's outburst.

Thinking like this, the muscles of Meng Shepton's hands exploded, and he suddenly exerted force, wanting to crush the opponent's arm, but Qin Gu Jedi erupted, how could it be that he could be pinched to death casually.

With a snort, Qin Gu's arm trembled rapidly, and with the help of the slippery blood from the wound, his hands were like a slippery loach, quickly pulling away from the other party and grabbing, and at the same time, the top of his knee rose again.

touch

Monshepston took half a step back, Qin Gu's left hand became a claw, and his fingertips glowed with a certain transparent luster, and he attacked again.

Tear pull

The muscles in Monschepston's chest tore at a piece, and red juice gushed out like a spring.

"Roar"

Under the pain, Meng Shepston threw a fierce straight punch, which dented Qin Gu's chest with one punch, spurting blood.

The bloodiness of the battle rose again, and the attacks of the two sides became more and more fierce and direct, and the legs of the two appeared obviously twisted under the collision of huge forces, and the original dark clothes were stained with blood and became deeper.

By the end, both sides were almost exhausted, and all their fighting skills had been converted to being beaten and counterattacked, and they had no strength to execute even the most basic dodges.

"It's ugly."

"Yes, the fighting skills of the sequencer, in the end, it is actually a street gangster trembling skills demonstration, which is shameful enough."

"After all, it's a freshman qualifying tournament, and there are too many restrictions to make it difficult to play"

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