In the Falling Mirror City Martial Arts Competition, the first round is just an appetizer for Fluttershy, and the second round is the main dish. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the second round, the elimination battle, the top seventeen are seeded players, and they draw lots to determine the opponent, which has a problem of luck, after all, the strength difference between the top twenty is not very big, and no one wants to meet too early.

The seventeen bamboo sticks in the lottery holder, the number of which decreased one by one, and the list of opponents was released one by one, 001 against 039, 002 against 021, and 003 against 026......

Some of the young people who walked down from the high platform smiled, and some sighed......

Xing Shan's hand holding the bamboo stick trembled violently, his brain was dizzy, control, control, control, sorry, in the end, he still didn't control it, the fist holding the bamboo stick swung out violently, and the wild laughter spread far away.

Everyone stared at the numbers on the bamboo sticks, and after a second, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred were written on their faces.

947！

", 013 must have peed and didn't wash his hands, this luck ...... It's too sassy!"

"Yes, the luck is really good, this round of 013...... Bye. ”

"Let's bet on it, I'll bet on 947...... It won't be on at all. ”

......

The knockout battle has officially begun!

The first three games are not exciting, after all, there is a huge disparity in strength, and the suspense is naturally small, there is no upset, 001, 002, and 003 are easily promoted.

004, Korean style!

Han Feng's luck was terrible, he actually drew 018, except for the seventeen seeded players, the strongest was 018...... Qingxi Town, Liu Hao.

Liu Hao is burly, like a god, staring at Han Feng with a murderous face, what about 004, the gap between the top 20 is not big, the key is to look at the scene, and the momentum cannot be lost in the first place.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth skimmed upward, and the arc was very slight, like a greeting, more like a ...... Taunt.

Grandma is a bear, I really think I am a green onion, Lao Tzu peeled your skin, Liu Hao was furious, rushed over, turned his right palm into a knife, rumbled like a thunderbolt, and slashed at Han Feng fiercely.

Tentative aggression is completely unnecessary, it is a sign of lack of confidence.

Han Feng's complexion remained unchanged, and on one side of his body, he almost avoided this blow with his palm wind, and he didn't give up an inch.

One blow missed, Liu Hao was not surprised at all, the strength of the top twenty, the hit is not normal, this palm is just to seize the opportunity,

Splitting is the first opportunity, cutting is the back hand, one vertical and one horizontal, it looks simple, lacks change, in fact, it requires the perfect combination of speed and strength.

Indestructible, only fast and unbreakable, this is the essence of the knife.

Han Feng only looked like he was retreating, but he didn't retreat, tugging his abdomen, bending over, and lifting his buttocks, the posture was very indecent, but the effect was very good...... Avoided it again.

Speed vs. Power?Speed ...... Too Slow!Power ...... Not enough! Han Feng shook his head, there was no challenge at all, it was too disappointing.

Kill, kill, kill!

Liu Hao's tiger eyes were sharp, one step at a time, and he split out six palms in one go, like a fierce tiger, and like a spiritual snake.

Let's see if you're fast, or I'm fast.

Han Feng's sleeves fluttered, his body was like a leaf in a storm, tossing and turning in the thunderous offensive, the wind and rain did not touch his clothes, he avoided the six palms one by one, and the last step was just the position where he had just begun to stand.

Liu Hao's heart finally wiped a trace of shock, and his self-confidence began to collapse.

Han Feng sneered, and waved a palm lightly, this was the first time he made a move, the force was not large, but the speed was extremely fast, like swatting a fly.

Syllable!

The sound was brittle, and it sounded like it wasn't working.

Liu Hao stood in place and shook it, laughed loudly, halfway through the laughter, began to cough uncontrollably, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and then he staggered back five or six steps in a row while covering his chest.

"You...... You...... The pinnacle of the Nayuan Realm?"

Han Feng smiled and nodded, Liu Hao shook his head helplessly, and walked off the high platform without hesitation, this is not a level of duel, compared to the seventeenth and small lives...... Unworthy.

The young man in the audience opened his mouth, originally thought that this scene was a dragon and tiger fight, and the competition must be fierce, but he didn't expect it to be completely one-sided, and the only thing that stimulated him was the sentence that Liu Hao said at the end.

The peak of Nayuan Realm, half a step away from Ning Dan Realm, so far, he is the first person to participate in the martial arts competition of Luojing City, 004 Han Feng, it is difficult to think of fame.

The knockout battle continued, 005 was promoted, 006 was eliminated by 020, and 007 won and advanced...... The further you go, the closer everyone's strength is, and the greater the likelihood of an upset.

012 Gentle!

As soon as Wen Wan appeared, she attracted the attention of the audience, her lips were red without dotting, her eyebrows were green without painting, her waist was bunched, she didn't hold it, and she looked at it from afar, like the rising clouds of the rising sun, and she was forced to observe it, scorching like a lone plum and proud of the snow.

Beautiful!

"Girl, your fists and feet have no eyes, it's not good to hurt you. 025 Sun Zicheng snorted coldly.

Wen Wan's face was calm, and she pulled out a soft sword from the belt around her waist without hurrying, and she made a gesture that made Sun Zicheng's heart ripple.

The rain spirit sword, the soft sword is invisible, and the soft overcomes the rigid.

The sword body trembled, the humming sound was crisp and pleasant, and the cold sword qi diffused, and the cold air was pressing.

Sun Zicheng involuntarily took two steps back, and muttered: "Since you insist on doing this, it's no wonder that Ben Shao's spicy hands destroy the flowers." ”

Wen Wan didn't answer, a sneer crossed the corner of her mouth, Hao's wrist was raised lightly, and the rain spirit sword flashed with white light, slashing through the air, forming a brilliant light curtain, and a little cold star fell down, and the dazzling light contained an incomparably powerful sword qi.

The rain spirit sword swung again, the tip of the sword flashed with waves, the dazzling sword light rose into the sky, and the brilliant light curtain sandwiched the boundless killing intent, slashing at Sun Zicheng on the opposite side.

Sun Zicheng's face finally changed, his steps continued to step, and he retreated a few meters before he could avoid this blow, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The gentle figure is curling, light as smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it is in front of Sun Zicheng, the rain spirit sword shakes gently, ripples, and the Buddha is like a light cloud covering the sun, fluttering like the snow of the wind.

Sun Zicheng heard the sound of the dragon behind him, and before he could react, he snorted, and a large piece of brocade robe behind him turned into pieces of flying flotsam, flying all over the sky.

"I admit defeat!" Sun Zicheng raised his arms high, his face was pale, and if he didn't admit defeat, his life would be lost here.

012 Wen Wansheng!

The exclamation sounded in the audience, a gentle smile was intoxicating, a sword fell into the city, and the sword was stunning, this battle was simply a textbook suppression, Sun Zicheng had no power to fight back at all, and he lost unjustly.

In the next game, 013 vs. ...... 947！

Xing Shan couldn't wait for a long time, a beautiful dragonfly dotted the water, and went up to the high platform, with a pleasant expression.

947?

Ling Dong raised his hand, and he was not in a hurry, stepping step by step, walking up the high platform, even if he needed it, he was not in a hurry to be reincarnated.

There were sighs, which was completely delaying everyone's time.