Han Zheng and Zhou Xing nodded and then quickly stepped into the ring.

At the same time, Zheng Qian, who was a little chubby, also followed behind and walked into the ring and stood not far from him.

As soon as Zheng Qian appeared on the stage, bursts of shouts suddenly sounded in the "audience" behind the low wall.

"Come on, brother!"

"Brother Qian, I will definitely win!"

"Up to now, Brother Qian is the last player left in our [Red Dragon Corps], we must kill the opponent!"

"Brother Qian, you must win the championship for our [Red Dragon Legion], don't let other teams or bastards win the championship!"

In the midst of the cheers, there were also some combatants of the [Red Dragon Legion], secretly whispering:

"Brother Xiaoyu also lost just now, Brother Qian's won't lose too, right?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, Brother Qian's strength is stronger than Brother Xiaoyu, how can he lose."

"However, Brother Yu of our regiment lost to this Zheng Han in the preliminaries, I heard that he is very powerful."

"Don't worry, Brother Yu, they have already greeted Brother Qian, and Brother Qian knows it."

In the ring, Han Zheng and Zheng Qian both stood still, and the sunglasses referee quickly waved his right hand:

"Game on!"

Han Zheng stared closely at the opponent not far in front of him, waiting for the opponent to attack first.

And Zheng Qian, he also put on a good posture and waited for the battle, he had heard other members of the same corps say before that this person in front of him had some skills and should not be underestimated.

The two confronted each other quietly, for more than ten seconds, Zheng Qian took the lead and couldn't hold it, his figure was shaky, and several afterimages in a row were instantly in front of Han Zheng's eyes.

It's multiple afterimage punches again!

Han Zheng held his breath and was engrossed in watching out for the movements of the surrounding sounds.

Suddenly, among the many afterimages, one suddenly quickly pounced and quickly attacked Han Zheng.

Han Zheng raised his hand and threw a punch, but found that he had actually pounced, and the figure that rushed out was still an afterimage.

And the real Zheng Qian appeared from behind Han Zheng in an instant, waved a hand knife, and slashed at full speed.

This hand knife was impartial and slashed squarely at the back of Han Zheng's neck!

Behind the low wall, a group of members of the [Red Dragon Legion] immediately raised their arms and cheered.

However, to Zheng Qian's surprise, Han Zheng was hit by him, and he only leaned forward slightly, and other than that, he didn't seem to be hurt at all.

Han Zheng quickly turned around and grabbed Zheng Qian, who was still in shock.

Then, Han Zheng swung his fist and quickly hit his opponent with a simple straight punch.

This fist was as fast as a phantom, Zheng Qian didn't have time to see it clearly, and before his brain could react, the fist had already smashed into his face!

Zheng Qian only felt that his consciousness suddenly wandered out of his body, and in a trance, it seemed that his body was floating involuntarily.

His whole person was beaten by Han Zheng's punch like an off-string kite, and he flew out upside down in an instant.

Zheng Gan's body flew out of the ring, crossed the low wall, slashed over the heads of several spectators, and fell heavily behind the audience.

"In the fourth game, Zheng Han won!"

Hearing the referee's verdict, Han Zheng turned around and walked back to the back of the ring.

In the audience behind the low wall, the members of the [Red Dragon Legion] who were still cheering and cheering for Zheng Qian were all dumbfounded.

After a brief shock, the discussion suddenly erupted.

"Brother Qiange actually lost, how could this be, in the top 4, there is not a single person from our corps!"

"How much combat power does this person have, he actually knocked Brother Qian out with one punch, and Brother Qian has been teleported back to the living area by the copy character at this time."

"It's another second kill, the same as the previous Shen Zhong!"

"How did the [Martial Arts Meeting] come out with so many masters this time, that Shen Zhong before, this Zheng Han at this time, what are they coming from?"

"Now the top 4, Zhang Fenda is from the [Cold Stone Team], Shen Zhong should be from the [Wild Wolf Team], as for Zhou Xing, and Zheng Han, I don't know what the way is."

In the audience, there was a lot of discussion and speculation, and the faces of several combatants behind the ring also changed greatly at this moment.

Zhang Fenda, who is Han Zheng's opponent in the next round, is looking at Han Zheng who is walking back at the moment, his expression is extremely heavy, and his brows are tightly locked.

And Shen Zhong, who has always been expressionless and arrogant, has a slight change in the expression on his face at this moment, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times one after another, and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

Seeing Han Zheng coming, Zhou Xing squeezed his eyes at him, and at the same time sent a text message:

[I thought you would hide your strength and fight him for a while, but I didn't expect you to solve him so neatly]

Han Zheng replied:

[The next Zhang Fenda and Shen Zhong are both powerful characters, I have to save my physical strength, I don't have time to play with him, I can only fight quickly]

Zhou Xing nodded, turned to look at his opponent in the next round, Shen Zhong, with a slightly solemn expression.

The first round, the quarter-finals, was over, and the semi-finals were all over, and the semi-finals were given a break after ten minutes!

"In the first game of the semifinals, Mr. Zhou Xing played against Mr. Shen Zhong!"

Zhou Xing and Shen Zhong quickly walked into the ring and stood on their own side.

"Let's go!"

Before the referee's words fell, Zhou Xing suddenly swooped away, instantly performed the [Sky Dance Technique], flew high, and stood in the air.

Located high in the air, he quickly stretched out his finger and pointed directly at Shen Zhong in the ring below.

Hole Wave!

Hole Wave!

Hole Wave!

One after another, the qigong shot down from the sky and slammed into Shen Zhong.

On the ring, looking up at the three hole waves that shot at him, a sneer full of disdain crossed the corner of Shen Zhong's mouth.

He stood on his feet, raised his right hand, and threw three punches in a row towards the top of his head!

The three cave waves were smashed by Shen Zhong's three consecutive punches in an instant, and Shen Zhong's fists were undamaged!

Shen Zhong looked at the sky, suddenly his body moved, and he actually flew up quickly, heading straight for Zhou Xing in the sky!

His speed far exceeded Zhou Xing's imagination, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Zhong had already rushed into the air and appeared in front of Zhou Xing.

High in the sky, Shen Zhong punched out!

The speed of this punch was so fast, Zhou Xing tried his best to twist his body, but he couldn't dodge it all, and his shoulder was rubbed by this heavy punch.

Zhou Xing only felt that there was an unbearable sharp pain in his shoulder, this was just a rubbing, if he was hit head-on, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The situation was urgent, and he hurriedly picked up his speed and flew rapidly downward.

However, Shen Zhong's speed was faster than Zhou Xing's, and he quickly caught up from behind and slammed into it with another punch.

At the critical moment, Zhou Xing's figure suddenly disappeared, and Shen Zhong's powerful fist smashed into the air at once.

Afterimage Punch! Han Zheng below could see clearly that at this critical moment, Zhou Xing used the [Afterimage Fist] and would escape the catastrophe.

When he was in the dungeon before, Zhou Xing didn't know [Afterimage Fist], and it seems that during this time, he has learned new skills.

Zhou Xing, who used the [Afterimage Fist], had already ducked aside at this moment and landed safely in the ring.

And after Shen Zhong punched into the air, he looked at Zhou Xing and snorted coldly, suddenly sped up his speed, and sprinted over again.

And this time, Zhou Xing had already thought of a way to deal with it.

I saw him stride backwards, and then landed firmly on the grass outside the ring.

"Throw in the towel! Don't fight! ”

Shen Zhong, who was still sprinting quickly, immediately stepped on the edge of the ring and stopped, he glanced at Zhou Xing, who was already outside the ring, and turned his head back to the back of the ring with a disdainful sound.

"In the first game of the semifinals, Shen Zhong won, and in the second game, Mr. Zhang Fenda played against Mr. Zhou Xing."

[Fortunately, I admit defeat early, otherwise I am afraid that I will be beaten so that my mother doesn't know.] ]

Zhou Xing walked back on stage and sent a message to Han Zheng.

[Actually, you should have abstained from the beginning, the gap between the two of you is too big]- Han Zheng replied.

[Isn't this trying to learn firsthand, how strong is he, in the 4-6 rounds of this stage, he can be so strong, it's really rare, after I go back, I really have to find a way to investigate his origin]

Han Zheng closed the text window and didn't reply, he followed Zhang Fenda and walked into the ring together.

It can be seen from the last round of the game that Zhang Fenda has good strength, and he is also of Namek star blood, and he is afraid that it will take some effort to defeat him.

As the referee's order sounded, Han Zheng and Zhang Fenda acted quickly, and the two of them attacked the enemy almost at the same time!

Turtle faction qigong wave!

Hole Wave!