"Not good!"

Looking at the situation on the stage that took a sharp turn, Jin Fengqing and Zhang Hao in the seats involuntarily clenched their palms, and there was a worry in their eyes. As far as the fight between the two since they came to power, everyone knows that in terms of strength alone, the fat man is indeed weaker, but relying on the defensive advantage, Teng Zhi can't help the other party at all, but now it is obvious that the first battle of the hammer has come to an end, and if the second battle drags on, it will inevitably be even more unfavorable to Zhang Hao's side. But no one expected that after taking the initiative, the fat man, who seemed to occupy the oppressive side, would be defeated in such a quick time.

However, Zhang Hao understands that the blow just now seems to have suffered a loss to the fat man, and it is obviously impossible to really hit it hard without the power to fight back. Therefore, although he was a little anxious at the moment, he knew that the former had always been a style of only taking advantage and not taking losses, if he was really reluctant, he would definitely not choose to hold on.

At the same time, Hongjun on the referee's bench frowned tightly. A strong person like them, watching the rookie selection competition, of course, is not looking at the battle presented by the game itself, but focusing on the reaction of the selector in the battle and the various potentials shown, as far as the appearance of the two sides on the stage, as a defensive illusionist, if there is no one to keep a cool head and control the overall situation in any situation, it is obviously contrary to common sense. In addition, with the precise sensing power of the fat man's momentum just now, he firmly grasped the loophole of Teng Zhi's reaction, and compared with the subsequent defeat of Lisuo in just a few breaths, it really makes people feel a little incredible.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw that after the fat man smashed into the Douwu platform, a layer of dense cracks appeared on the surface of the entire body shield. Hongjun's frowning brows gradually relaxed. Tilted his head slightly and glanced at Bogu. The eyes of the two couldn't help but look a little crying and laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Sure enough, seeing the fat man fall heavily on the fighting platform, and there was an overwhelming squeak sound from the stake guard, Teng Zhi looked up to the sky and smiled, of course he would not let go of such a rare opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue, and immediately jumped down, his hands rotated back and forth in a whirlwind, and a ball of soul power light swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Soul Light Whirling Dragon Bullet!"

The soul ball in the palm of his hand spun drippingly. When it was formed, Teng Zhi pushed with both hands, and the soul power that was constantly compressed on the surface of the sphere instantly converged, and his head smashed towards the densest crack in the shield on the fat man's body. Then, his palms were clasped together, and his soul power was gushing up, obviously trying to seize the opportunity of this attack and inflict a heavy blow on his opponent without the power to fight back.

However, when Teng Zhi in the air took his hands as the tips and rolled up a storm of soul power and rushed down, he saw it clearly. At this time, the direction of the surface of the wooden cover smashed by the soul ball that fell first step directly opened a one-foot-long gap. Then a turquoise wooden shield shot out like a steel cannon. At the same time, the fat man's eyebrows and cheeks full of thief were reflected in the depths of Teng Zhi's eyes, which instantly made the latter can't help but take a light breath of cold air, and the figure that originally rushed out almost subconsciously wanted to curb the momentum and reopen the distance.

"Hi, how are you?"

Knowing that the Star Fighter melee is an irreparable flaw, whether it is a tentative fight just now, or the collision that seems to be a fatal blow at the end, all of Teng Zhi's responses are to ensure that the offensive bursts out, while trying to open a safe distance, so it is not too realistic to want to quickly solve the battle in close quarters. Therefore, the fat man had to find a way to set the other party, using the deterrence generated after the explosion of momentum on his body at the beginning, and then the breath quickly converged and showed a weak and low appearance, this huge gap between the front and the back, but it really made Teng Zhi confused and thought that he was injured, and finally took the initiative to send it to the door.

When that greeting sound entered his ears, Teng Zhi's heart thumped, and he didn't have time to stop the momentum, so he saw that after the soul light whirling dragon bullet was stopped by the oncoming wooden shield, the wooden shield conjured up by the fat man with his right arm was actually re-conjured into a long and wide wooden stake in a flick, showing a bundle hollow shape, wrapped towards himself. He knew that if he withdrew the attack of the soul storm at this moment and chose to defend and retreat, he would inevitably fall into a more unfavorable passive situation, so he had to grit his teeth fiercely, and the soul power in his brain domain would not rush out, trying to let go, and once he resisted the opponent's carefully arranged attack, as long as he could open the distance again, he could regain a firm grasp of the battle situation.

Seeing that Teng Zhi understood the situation, he couldn't help himself, but he was left with the choice of trying his best, looking at the soul power storm on the other party's body, the volume had skyrocketed by nearly half in the blink of an eye, and the fat man's eyes were also a little fierce, his arm shook heavily, and the dark green divine power rolled out along the surface of the stake like a wave, and along the way, the width and thickness of the stake extended, and finally like an inverted spinning top, it imprisoned Teng Zhi and the soul storm wrapped in his body.

"Rub Rub"

The two sides touched for a moment, and the sound of tooth ache was endless, seeing that in just three or four breaths, Teng Zhi urged the maximum explosive force, making each other's forces quickly dissolve, obviously wanting to fight quickly, as much as possible to break free from their own restraints, the fat man snorted coldly, and at the moment the divine power gathered under the soles of his feet, stepped heavily on the ground, and then directly pulled Teng Zhi, who was wrapped at the moment, and forcibly rushed towards the edge of the martial arts platform.

Twenty zhang distance passed in the blink of an eye, when he felt the impact of the stake turned by his right arm became more and more irritable, faintly on the verge of losing control, the sole of the fat man's feet suddenly stopped, with the help of this fierce forward force, his right arm slammed forward, and immediately threw Teng Zhi out of the fighting platform.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that under the efforts of the two sides, the wooden stake cage that the fat man was now imprisoned could be broken at any time, but in the end, at the moment before each other's attacks were almost wiped out, the other party took advantage of the opportunity that he was still trapped, and threw it outside the fighting platform like garbage, Teng Zhi's face changed suddenly, obviously since just now, he almost didn't have any time to relax and successively sent out two combat skills and an attack, which also made the soul power in the brain domain a little weak. Therefore, at this moment, his body fell down, and after his eyes looked at the green rattan stump and threw it out fiercely, he followed and swirled in the opposite direction, Teng Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, and his palm suddenly poked out. Two beams of soul power burst out solidly. Wrapped around a stake. Trying to rely on this to cushion the strength of the body, so as not to be thrown out of the arena and lose the game directly.

I have to say that in the face of an opponent whose strength is slightly stronger than his own, being able to do this step shows the fat man's unparalleled combat experience, but the situation has developed to this point, and he has indeed done his best. If you force it to go on, once Teng Zhi is allowed to gain a firm foothold again, then the two sides will inevitably fall into a stalemate situation at the beginning, but just now a series of fights, although Teng Zhi's consumption is more, but if it really drags on, the fat man is not sure that he will defeat the opponent completely, not to mention that he already knew from the beginning that the most wasteful thing is time.

"You!"

At this moment, I saw that the wooden stake turned by my right arm had not been recovered. was entangled by the two beams of soul power thrown out by Teng Zhi, and when he felt the pulling force coming. The fat man scolded a little frantically, and then didn't dare to hesitate at all, in Teng Zhi's surprised gaze, instead of retreating, he turned the soles of his feet, and together with the other party, rushed towards the edge of the martial arts platform.

"Woohoo"

Next, under the gaze of all the eyes of the audience, Teng Zhi's body took the lead in breaking through the outer protective shield of the martial arts arena, but the fat man was dangerously stopped within a foot of the edge. It's just that the next moment, without waiting for him to steady his footing, as the former's arms suddenly pulled, he let him also land on the ground outside the stage with an arrow step. At this point, the two soul power beams wrapped around Teng Zhi's palms were withdrawn, and his eyes stared fiercely at the fat man who also had a faint expression of unwillingness below, and slowly retracted the stake of his right arm, until he finally recovered his arm form.

"Tie?"

Although this battle was short, the continuous reversal of the offensive positions of the two sides really made people sweat to watch. However, everyone knows that in the rules of the competition, in addition to one side directly admitting defeat, in order to determine that the losing side has indeed lost the ability to continue the game, when announcing the results, there is at least a specific limit of five seconds, and in the scene just now, the fat man and Teng Zhi fell out of the fighting platform before and after it was only a short second, if it was judged according to the regulations, it could only end in a draw.

"You despicable and shameless brute, you actually play tricks?" At this moment, even if he wanted to quibble, Teng Zhi had to accept the result in front of him. But before he came to the stage, he didn't even pay attention to the flying body in front of him who was rolling around when the rookie was selected for the qualifier lottery, and he was like an idiot, but he never expected that it was such a humble person who would have a draw with him. Therefore, the constant rolling anger in his heart at this moment almost made Teng Ming lose his mind, if it weren't for the presence of so many high-level members of the Snow Star Hall right now, he was afraid that he would directly be unable to help but attack again.

"You old smashed the little who was born, your strength is not good, you are paralyzed!"

At this moment, the fat man who was dragged out of the field by Teng Zhizhi was also holding back a breath of anger in his heart, who knew that the battle was over, the other party soared in the air, put on an expression of eagerness to peel himself alive, and directly scolded him, the fat man laughed angrily, and the fat bucket-like waist squirmed back and forth in an extremely posture: "Your fat ancestor is yin you, there is a kind of come and fix me, you kill me, come!"

As he spoke, the fat man turned around on the spot, directly twisted and raised his hips, facing the direction of Teng Zhi in the air, while swaying dynamically, he turned his head with his brows and grinned: "Come on, come on, first lick your fat ancestor comfortably, see that the master is in a good mood, and by the way, I will reward you with a soak of to eat!"

As soon as the words fell, the fat man's face changed, and he said with a stern face: "But, let's talk about it in front, and after eating, we have to serve the master clean, otherwise don't think about eating the second bubble!"

"Rub Rub"

Obviously, Teng Zhi definitely didn't know what kind of person the fat man was before, the latter's eloquence and thinking that just by saying it was enough to torture and kill sentient beings, if this battle was to scold each other, it was estimated that the former would not be enough to die ten times and a hundred times. At the moment, he was almost choked to death by the other party's words, his face was flushed, and the soles of his feet couldn't stop withdrawing four or five steps in the air. Then staring at the fat man's fat buttocks that were still writhing back and forth, Teng Zhi only felt a wave of anger in his heart like a volcanic eruption, only to see him rush out in one step, and roared: "Lao Tzu fought with you!"

"Stop!"

Seeing that the result has come out, Teng Zhi is obviously a little angry because he can't accept it, this is like this, it is normal for the two sides to have a mouthful, although the fat man's series of words and actions just now, anyone who sees it can't help but feel a burst of fire, but in front of many high-level and first-line referees in the Snow Star Hall present, he even dared to make a move in public, and an old referee who was closest to him came out directly and shouted.

"Teng Zhi, don't mess around!"

As a scolding fell, seeing that many referees around the martial arts arena frowned and shifted their eyes to the referee's seat, Tenglong knew that if he continued to make trouble, it would definitely not end well, although he gritted his teeth with hatred for the insult in the fat man's words just now, but at this moment he also had to put on the posture of the older generation and shouted angrily.

Sure enough, seeing Tenglong come forward in person, Teng Zhichong's body suddenly stopped abruptly, and immediately suppressed his anger, staring at the fat man, and after a while, he jumped down with a step full of black blue and fell in the direction of the Teng clan. Seeing this, the fat man snorted heavily with cold eyebrows, and without waiting for the referee to take the stage to announce the result, he also turned around and walked in the direction of Zhang Hao and the others amid the cheers of ghosts crying wolves around him.

"Is it finally Zhang Hao's turn to appear?"

The subsequent process was simple and direct, after the referee announced the verdict, he didn't have time to call the staff next to him to repair the martial arts platform, and in a blink of an eye he saw the direction of the Teng clan selection group, obviously because of the grievances of the battle just now, he couldn't wait to walk out of a figure, on the referee's seat, Hongjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes suddenly flashed with unprecedented brightness (to be continued......