The group of the last thirty-two is naturally the original thirty-two seeded players, they have already rested for a long time, their spirit has been adjusted well, and there is no injury or decline on their bodies.

In comparison, the next thirty-two groups are a bit tragic, they have just fought their way out of the encirclement of hundreds of people, and before they have time to catch their breath, they actually have to face another thirty-two masters who are waiting for their work, unless they are some very strong opponents, they can really win from such rules.

Of course, it is not only the players in the lower thirty-two group who are angry, but also many people in the upper thirty-two group's faces have changed, and they are obviously a little surprised.

Three opportunities per person to challenge seems quite fair, but in fact it is not fair at all.

If you want to win in the end, you need to defeat three opponents in a row, and these three opponents will be eliminated directly if they lose, and they don't even need the opportunity to challenge, and once someone wins two games but loses the third game, they are also directly eliminated.

So it seems to be thirty-two against thirty-two, but in fact, according to the principle that one person wins three people, theoretically only ten people can win in the end, and the rest are all eliminated.

Of course, this is only a theoretical result, and in practice it is simply not possible.

"Barbarian Witch Palace, this abacus of yours is quite fine, not only to defeat the opponent, but also to defeat the opponent in the shortest time, otherwise you may not even be able to find the opponent, and everyone else has already won." Zhuo Qingquan was also secretly glad that he was followed by the grandson of Lei Zhiyuan of the Lei family, but this kid is also disgraced now, he belongs to the kind that was directly eliminated by this when hundreds of people were fighting, and now he is just following Zhuo Qingquan's brothers to gangsters, and by the way, come over to admire Zhou Feng's strong brilliance.

"It's not good, the people of the Barbarian Witch Hall plan to directly pass this round to select the final winner......" Zhou Feng said with a smile.

Last night, his master Peng Yuanqing also went to the inn where he stayed to meet with him in person, and briefly explained some of the situation, which also made Zhou Feng understand that this move of the Barbarian Witch Palace was indeed a last resort.

"Alright, it's my turn." Although many of the contestants are scolding, in the end, the Barbarian Witch Hall is the host, and they have the right to decide the rules of the competition, even if the Barbarian Witch Hall decides to use the method of guessing the boxing to finally decide the winner, these players have no right to oppose at all.

Seeing that the players were already in the ring, Zhou Feng greeted the people around him, and then followed, and met those from the eight giants on the road.

"Boy, don't let me run into it, or ...... Hum. It seems that it has come to this time, and Yan Hui no longer has the need to be polite, and when he passed by Zhou Feng's side, he deliberately said very unceremoniously.

"Then I'm looking forward to it, and I don't know if Yan Dashao's kung fu is as good as the kung fu on your lips, don't disappoint." Zhou Feng smiled indifferently, for Yan Hui's warning, he basically regarded it as someone letting out a fart, and he didn't care at all, although Yan Hui's strength was good, it was just good, if he really did it, he was afraid that he would be slightly stronger than Zhuo Qingquan.

If this kid is against Zhen Yang, I'm afraid he doesn't want to have the slightest chance of winning, not to mention that what he wants to collide with is Zhou Feng, who has defeated Zhen Yang a long time ago, basically no different from sending him to death.

The two groups of opponents are all ready, the first round is selected by the group of thirty-two, Zhou Feng stood there very casually, the whole person seemed quite low-key, and nearly ten people chose him as the opponent at one time.

Such a situation made Zhou Feng slightly stunned, and then he understood, and at a glance, except for him, who was born in such a small force as the Martial Arts Palace, the remaining ones in the group of the thirty-two were either from the sons of the eight wealthy families, or from those more famous sects.

And among these people, there are more or less well-known people, knowing that they are not opponents, so they naturally want to jump soft persimmons to pinch, so Zhou Feng has become a recognized soft persimmon in the group of thirty-two.

Of course, if Leng Feng was still there, I was afraid that he would be worse off than Zhou Feng.

"Haha, there are so many people who want to die."

"Yes, it's really rare to send people to death and form a group."

"It is estimated that these guys will cry soon, if it were me, I would rather touch the people of the eight giants than fight against Zhou Feng......"

When Zhou Feng encountered such an encounter, he didn't feel anything, but the people in the Martial Arts Hall who were the audience immediately made a commotion, and among them, the Zhuo family brothers were the most excited.

"Open the bank, bet, bet, bet on how many people can the No. 10 seed win in a row? Buy big and lose big, buy small and lose small......" Not only that, Zhuo Qingyang, this kid, was even more bold, and he directly began to sit under the stands and gamble, and the object of the bet was naturally Zhou Feng.

"I'll bet on a game and knock it out."

"I'm also betting on ......"

"One game ......"

"Two Rounds ......"

Martial artists are generally a bit gambling, although the Zhuo brothers can't make any big bets, but there are still many people who bet, and basically all of them bet on Zhou Feng not to go to the end.

For such a result, the Zhuo family brothers, including those in the Martial Arts Palace, all guessed it, and all of them were excited to add chips to the Zhuo family brothers, and even individual disciples actually took the initiative to be nurseries in order to fool more people.

Even among the disciples of the Barbarian Witch Hall who were in charge of guarding around the ring, there were a few who had seen Zhou Feng make a move, and when they saw Zhuo Qingquan and their side gambling, they suddenly showed a strange smile on their faces, but it was a pity that they were responsible, otherwise they were afraid that they would have to bet that Zhou Feng would be able to go to the end.

There are many players who choose Zhou Feng, but Zhou Feng can't have so many people alone, so he randomly clicked one of these ten people, and thus determined his first opponent.

"Boy, it seems that your luck is not very good, I heard that you made a lot of limelight that day, but I don't know if the kung fu in your hands can also make you a limelight?" Zhou Feng's opponent is a man with a full face, he looks more like a butcher than a congenital martial artist, and his strength is not bad, in the early stage of the Triple Heaven, it is already a very good talent.

As soon as this guy came up, he showed Zhou Feng his fierce muscles, as well as the cold and shining pig-killing knife, with the horizontal meat on his face, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a butcher, and directly expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhou Feng's original limelight.

Zhou Feng smiled faintly, but he didn't speak, and he didn't take precautions because of the other party's cold and shining pig-killing knife.

"When~~ starts!" As the bell rang, thirty-two matches began at the same time, and sixty-four people shot almost at the same time, and almost all of them used their strongest tricks in order to defeat their opponents in an instant.

The butcher opposite Zhou Feng, don't look at the face full of meat, and his body is also full of fat, but his speed is quite slow, and the whole person suddenly turned into a black phantom, and before the sword light flashed, the person had already arrived in front of Zhou Feng.

Looking at Zhou Feng's appearance that he barely had time to make a move, as well as Zhou Feng's immature face, the butcher had almost foreseen that his blow would be enough to knock out the young hillbilly in front of him from a small place like the Martial Arts Palace, and even if he was not lucky enough, this hillbilly might even lose his life.

There are a lot of spectators under the ring, basically all of them are paying attention to the players they know, and the rest of those who are eliminated can only stare at the bottom, but they are also looking forward to the other players being eliminated one after another.

There are a lot of eliminated players, there are many more spectators, and thirty-two rings are open at the same time.

But this time, the situation has changed a little bit, because surrounded by many well-known sect disciples, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is only such an alternative, or a dark horse, as Zhou Feng.

The reason why Zhou Feng was able to stand in the ring of the semi-finals was not because Zhou Feng's strength was strong enough to fight his way out of the hundreds of people, but because he made a big splash in the treasure offering, not only provoking the people of the eight giants, but also offending many powerful figures.

Therefore, these good deeds would really want to know what kind of tragic fate Zhou Feng, a guy from a small place like the Martial Arts Palace, would be, especially since his first opponent was actually a cold-blooded butcher with a certain reputation in the Western Regions.

"Boy, I hope your life is big enough...... cold-blooded butcher is still a little famous in the Western Regions, not only because his appearance is very similar to a butcher, but also because his own personality is similar, it is said that this person was killing pigs at home before practicing martial arts, and he began to kill pigs when he was a few years old, until he was taken away by the master, and there were no less than a thousand fat pigs that died in his hands.

And when he learned something, although he stopped killing pigs, he changed to killing people, and he still used the method of killing pigs to kill people...... Then you can imagine how cruel his methods are, if this guy hadn't killed either the notorious Jiangyang thief, or the heinous wanted criminal, I'm afraid that this guy would have been killed a long time ago.

Even so, it has blown his reputation as a cold-blooded butcher, and almost none of the wanted criminals who fall into his hands can leave a whole corpse.