Feng Ling stood in the middle of the high platform, there were more than 100 iron swords inserted around him, he grabbed several with one hand, and more than 30 catties of iron swords were thrown as he grabbed them, like flying arrows shooting out. The arrow broke through the air and landed, and the tip of the sword sank into the earth half a foot, standing like a nail.

Hundreds of iron swords formed a circle on the field soon after, and Feng Ling patted the rust on his hands: "Appearance is judged to be negative, foul judgment is negative, foreign aid is awarded defeat, and the use of techniques other than 'multiplication force' is awarded to lose." ”

In the first group, the battle begins.

Most of the creation techniques are divided into five levels: A~E.

The technique generally relies on the "reader's reading" to produce power, and the reader's reading is based on millions as the minimum unit. Novice authors who are new to Yulong, the reader's reading capacity is not enough to become a consumable. The E-level creation technique only consumes stamina, so the number of readers will not affect the power of multiplier power too much.

In simple terms –

The power of the multiplier depends mainly on the thickness of your shoulders and thighs.

Meaning, if your thighs are only as thick as someone's shoulder, and their arms are thicker than your head, you might as well go home and wash and sleep.

In fact, most of the creators who write and draw will not have a too toned physique, either horizontally (a month and a half) or vertically (bamboo poles), and there are few well-proportioned body fat rates, let alone shiny oily and hard tendon meat.

There are also special cases, sitting next to Xiao Yao.

Fan Ban: "You are 23, I am 24, you kneel down and beg me now, and when I play later, I can beat you lightly." ”

Xiao Yao was unfazed: "......"

Fan Ban: "Can you stop holding on, I can't get used to your pretending to be a calm criminal, and now begging me is better than being beaten to my knees and begging for mercy." How about you? Do you want to ask me?"

Xiao Yao's gaze was firm: "......"

Fan Ban: "Are you sure? If you don't ask me now, you will regret it......"

This person sat next to him, hoping that Xiao Yao would really kneel down and beg him, and then he shouted at the person with his nostrils, "Please me, you will regret it more!" and then admired the other party's angry and powerless expression.

But Xiao Yao seemed to be dumb, although his expression was there, he didn't say a word.

Fan Ban: "Did you hear me, can you beat me......

"Okay! Awesome!" Xiao Yao jumped up from his chair: "That trick was used wonderfully just now!"

Fan Ban looked back in amazement, it turned out that No. 1 and No. 2 on the field had just been separated.

"You ......"

Xiao Yao came back to his senses at this time: "What's the matter? You're also here, what a coincidence, what did you say?"

Fan Ban gritted his teeth: "You are dead." ”

"Really?"

"I'm going to press you to the ground and grind your face into bricks with my own hands, don't you ...... you want to"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yao's eyes were fixed again, fixed in the game on the field.

Fan Ban was so angry that he almost raised his hand to hit someone, but he was not in a hurry, because the multiplication force was his home field, and the principle we said: the stronger the physical strength, the greater the power.

Therefore, there is no doubt that you will have a huge advantage if you have a broad waist and a round waist.

The ban is not in a hurry: "Hmph...... You can pretend hard, and when the time comes, you can beg for mercy again, but I won't let you go then, so get ready. ”

Fan Ban couldn't wait, while Xiao Yao watched the game on the field safely.

In the first battle, the winning side gets the record of Storm, but the results will be announced after the final match.

On the field at this time is the second battle.

The two men looked at each other as they came on the field, their eyes full of nervousness.

But under the watchful eye of the invigilator, the two quickly fought together, never experiencing a fight that resulted in fists, footsteps, breathing, disorder, and loopholes and negligence. However, the two sides are evenly matched, making these flaws seem not fatal.

The use of multiplier force makes both of them faster, but their reflexes can't keep up with their strength and speed, resulting in low accuracy and indiscriminate pace, like a beginner's high-speed skating.

The sound of "bang, bang" punches into the flesh sounded particularly dull, but they were all hit on the back of the shoulder and arm, and it couldn't cause a decisive knockout.

Feng Ling was expressionless and observed the details of the use of multiplier power by both sides in the battle: how adaptable they were, whether their strength was enough, and whether they could send and receive freely......

This coincides with what Yuri Elle said - in battle, people unconsciously learn something. Therefore, it is only in the duel that their mastery and proficiency of skills can be clearly observed.

Within a few minutes, the people on the field were exhausted and couldn't tell the winner, and they could barely continue fighting, but Feng Ling basically had a result in his heart.

"That's it, the winner has been decided. The next group plays, and the next group prepares. ”

Wind Ling stops this one, and then starts the third, fourth, and fifth games......

As for the eighth game, the two of them were hard ways, smashing punches into the opposite face, and they didn't dodge, and all the attention was on the use of multiplier power. After these few punches, both of them were swollen into pigs' heads, and a few teeth were broken, and the fight was terrible.

There is nothing to see in this duel, the only highlight is the wind in the final fight. From ten meters away, he stood between the two fists in the blink of an eye, pushed their fists apart with a small ballpoint pen in his hand, and then announced that the victory was decided.

None of the nine adults on the field reacted because they didn't pay attention to where Feng Ling was before. Xiao Yao's eyes widened, and he was shocked beyond measure: "The multiplication force ......"

Just now, Feng Ling also exerted the multiplier power, that kind of instantaneous explosive power and the slightest bit of control, and finally stopped the duel in four or two thousand catties, as fast as lightning, soft as a breeze, and steady as a mountain, this is the perfect multiplication force, in the words of one of his peers: It's terrifying!

Half an hour later—

"The winner has been divided, twelve groups, played. ”

23 and 24 are the twelve groups, and it is Xiao Yao and Fan Ban's turn.

Fan Ban smiled like an idiot: "It's finally my turn, I've been waiting for a long time, and I can't help it...... Hey, hey, hey, hey—"

Xiao Yao's eyes were like looking at a garbage heap that no one had cleaned up for a month: "Disgusting, are you writing Xiao Huangwen?"

"Huh?" Fan Ban was stunned for a moment, and roared angrily: "I'll write a yellow text for your whole family! Write a passion play for your mother! Give your uncle-"

"Ahem!" Feng Ling interrupted with a dry cough, and said with an unkind expression, "Do you want to end it early?"

Fan Ban was verbally warned, shrank slightly, and then looked at Xiao Yao with extreme resentment. Xiao Yao also frowned at him, not to mention the strength, at present, the two of them are equal in momentum, as if they both have the confidence to win.

The audience looked at the-for-tat above, and couldn't help laughing-

"Oh, that big guy is angry, do you want to really fight? Don't beat the Oolong class to death......"

"Hahahaha, at least that person didn't lose in momentum, No. 23 of Class 23, what a 23. ”

"The big one won't really kill him, will he?"

"There is an invigilator, you can't die, but if you have a round punch, plus the multiplication force, maybe it's a cripple. I sympathize with No. 23, why didn't he meet me, at least I won't beat him too badly. ”

There are different opinions below, almost all of them are one-sided, discussing whether No. 23 is dead or disabled, and whether it is won? Now if you open a bet, Xiao Yao's odds can almost make people see a dream.

Fan Ban listened to the following discussion and smiled: "You are kneeling and begging for mercy now, and I will not show mercy to my subordinates - although I didn't plan to keep any hands at the beginning." ”

Xiao Yao had an expression of "fight early and finish things early", and didn't say a word.

Because his mind is full of Feng Ling's actions just now, how well Confucius said that sentence: heavier than Mount Tai, lighter than a feather. Xiao Yao just wanted to end it early now, and then concentrate on analyzing the details of that action.

Feng Ling saw that he was absent-minded, thinking that he had given up on himself, sighed slightly, and reminded: "Prepare—"

At the same time, he also called himself to be prepared, ready to stop it at any time, so as not to cripple Xiao Yao on the first blow.

"Let's go!"

Whoosh –

The audience saw a flower in front of them, there seemed to be a wind blowing on the stage, and Xiao Yao's figure shook and ran to the other party.

Fan Ban leisurely raised his fist and prepared to fight back, but found that it was too late!

The moment he raised his hand, Xiao Yao had already deceived into the inner circle, his left foot flew in a large circle clockwise, his right foot swept, and the full circle of backspin kicks flew directly into Fan Ban's jaw.

Fan Ban's eyes darkened——

The lower jaw forms a lever with the back of the head, and the impact immediately makes people faint.

Xiao Yao was afraid that he was too big to knock out with one blow, so he grabbed the ground with a step, and a blunt blow to the opponent's chest was slammed into the opponent's chest.

Yuri taught that you should not use your fists against a stronger person, but use a palm blow to shake the part of the body that cannot be exercised, like the sternal stem between two pectoralis major muscles, where all the ribs are connected, and if you break them with one blow, all the ribs will be broken, which is the nirvana part.

Xiao Yao just took a posture, and suddenly felt a light in his hand.

Feng Ling didn't know when it came, and his right hand had already grabbed his wrist diagonally, announcing the results: "The victory and defeat have been decided." ”

All the audience was shocked: "What? It's not a second?"

Feng Ling's eyes were surprised, with more reproach: "You kid ......"

Xiao Yao's heart was shocked: "It's so dangerous." ”

Speaking of this multiplying force technique alone, although Xiao Yao was not up to Feng Ling's level, most of the people present couldn't catch up, so he had no doubt about victory. But the palm that fell just now, with the explosion of multiplication force, was definitely fatal and seriously injured.

In other words, if Feng Ling didn't stop this palm, Xiao Yao would definitely foul out.

"Sorry......"

Feng Ling nodded, and said loudly: "The victory and defeat have been divided, the next group will play, and the next group will prepare." ”

The audience was dumbfounded: "This is the end, who won?"