"So fast!"

He Yang's pupils contracted, and his whole body tensed, the fat man's speed was completely disproportionate to his size.

The fat man suddenly lowered his center of gravity and struck against the ground.

At the moment when the fat man suddenly attacked, He Yang's pressure increased greatly, and his body dodged to the side almost instinctively.

But the fat man didn't give up, and he used his strength under his feet, like a tracking missile that could turn, and followed up again.

The fat man was so close that he could even feel the hot breath He Yang exhaled, and it was too late to dodge again.

The fat man slapped He Yang with a slap, this move was powerful, and if he was hit, even if he didn't get out, it would definitely be uncomfortable.

In a panic, He Yang attacked with both fists and blasted away with the fat man.

Boom ——!

He Yang didn't have time to be down-to-earth at his feet, and with the power of the bombardment, he almost slapped him directly out of the field.

In terms of weight, He Yang completely suffered, the other party's weight was not twice as much as his own, and it was about the same, under this kind of hard encounter, He Yang didn't dare to leave any spare strength.

But he didn't notice that after the bombardment, the fat man's hand trembled slightly and hid behind him, all of which was captured by Ye Chen.

He Yang got up after rolling on the ground a few times, and just after standing up, the fat man had already rushed up again, leaving no time to breathe.

"Collapse Strike!"

He Yang didn't care about anything else, and directly used the strongest blow he learned in the martial arts class, which can also be said to be the best move for people in the army.

The strength erupted from He Yang's body, leg strength, waist strength, hip strength and hands, completing a waist and horse integration, and finally all concentrated on the fist, with the posture of destroying everything in front of him.

This trick He Yang has practiced hard for a long time, and it can be said to be his big killer move.

Sou!

But he never expected that this punch would be empty, and the fat man who felt the crisis did not choose to fight with He Yang.

He Yang's punch was as uncomfortable as hitting cotton.

Distanced himself from the fat man, learned from the experience just now, and without waiting for the fat man to attack, he took the lead in attacking.

He Yang's attack did not use all his strength, but reserved a part of it to deal with the emergency.

Since there is no advantage in speed and strength, then the hard encounter is bound to fail.

He Yang decided to follow a policy of "saving the country by a curve" to avoid its edge and surprise it.

He Yang saw the moment when the fat man lowered his body again, and did not choose to dodge, but quickly moved backwards, just outside the range of the fat man's attack, and then volleyed in the air.

Knock knock knock......

The fat man took seven or eight steps back, and a seven-inch-large paw print appeared on his chest.

So far, the two are evenly divided.

The fat man looked at He Yang with some vigilance, obviously not expecting the other party's tactics to change so quickly, and couldn't help but be vigilant.

He Yang took the initiative again, and the policy of taking advantage of your illness to kill you was implemented quite well.

Taking advantage of his own agility, He Yang punched short punches for a while, and ran when he hit it, which can be said to be not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

He Yang always has spare strength, guarding against any variables that may appear in the fat man.

The fat man became more and more disorganized, and each blow was powerful and heavy, trying to turn the tide with one blow, but this only increased the number of times he was beaten.

After a while, the fat man had a blue nose and swollen face, new injuries and old injuries on his face, just like stacking buffs, green, red, purple and green, and it was really full of peach blossoms.

The fat man was gradually beaten and couldn't find the north, He Yang seized the opportunity, "Collapse the mountain!" A nirvana punch slammed straight into the fat man's chest.

The fat man's body was limp and unconscious.

The audience erupted in amazing cheers, no one expected that the first game of the martial arts conference would be so exciting.

"I announce, the first competition, the winner, He Yang!"

"He Yang is doing well!"

"He Yang, you are our pride!"

"Player No. 2 is ready to appear!"

Two more players took the stage, and the game soon started again, without any ink, and the atmosphere of the martial arts conference was also pushed to a climax, and some people even ignored the rules of the Qi Cultivation Hall and quietly opened a gambling game to bet on who could win.

…………

Ye Chen watched these people compete on stage all the way, most of them maintained the level of 5-6 levels in the quenching period, but there were two people who made him pay extra attention.

One was a student named Bai Fu with the number 8, and this person's Qi Cultivation Level was actually the same level as Ye Chen, which surprised him greatly.

You must know that you are an open existence, and the other party is either a genius, or there is really some opportunity.

Otherwise, even if you start feeding the pill from the mother's womb, you can't have such a cultivation speed.

In the later stage of Qi training, each stage is cultivation like mountaineering, one step at a time.

Another noteworthy teenager is No. 13 Geng Zijin, this person's cultivation does not seem to be high, only 7th order, but he has a dead face, and he is extremely fierce on the field, almost the kind of deadly move.

If the students who played against him had not been stopped by the referee in time, they would have lost their lives on the spot.

Even so, Ye Chen clearly saw that the last blow to the student had a painful look on his face, and at least four ribs were broken.

"Next game, Player 16 prepares!"

When Ye Chen was still thinking about it, the referee called Ye Chen's number.

Many people present knew about the existence of Ye Chen, a third-class honor student, and whispered at this time, wondering if Ye Chen could bring any wonderful performance again in this martial arts conference.

"Hello, I'm Zong Jian'an from Class C7, please advise."

I don't know if his name is too loud, the other party is unusually polite, and he took the initiative to show favor when he came to the stage.

Ye Chen nodded in response, "Ding Class 5, Li Jie!" ”

"Game on!"

With an order, the distance between the two widened.

"Li Jie, I'm offended!" Zong Jian'an said with a smile, and launched an offensive as soon as the words fell.

Ye Chen didn't dare to be careless, he saw the strength of the other party in his eyes, and he was a 7th-order existence in the quenching stage.

This kind of strength is placed in the freshman class, although it is not terrifying, but it is also a leader, this person is by no means as harmless as it seems.

At this moment, Zong Jian'an suddenly had a wind under his feet and rushed straight forward.

Ye Chen had already prepared, but he didn't dodge, and tentatively shot to meet the enemy.

Bang –

With a muffled sound, the two stepped back and separated.

Zong Jian'an's expression was serious, and under the blow, the two of them knew in their hearts.

He smiled bitterly, the other party deserved to be a third-class freshman.

Even if the odds are slim, do your best!

Zong Jian'an let go and rushed forward again, although his height had no advantage compared to Ye Chen, he gave full play to the advantage of being one inch short and one inch dangerous, and he made Ye Chen overwhelmed and hurried for a while.

Ye Chen's body bones are strong, and after a few punches, the problem is not big, on the other hand, Zong Jian'an is a little short of breath.

Ye Chen seized the opportunity and smiled strangely at Zong Jian'an, who secretly said something bad in his heart.

When he was close to Zong Jian'an, he suddenly turned around, and when he turned back, an elbow hit Zong Jian'an's head.

After this blow, Ye Chen has absolute confidence in victory, and it is estimated that Zong Jian'an will not be able to be fired on the spot.

Zong Jian'an wanted to stop, but unfortunately it was too late, watching Ye Chen's offensive expand in his pupils.

Just when Zong Jian'an closed his eyes in despair to welcome the end of the game, the imaginary scene of being seriously injured by Ye Chen's blow did not appear, he opened his eyes, and Ye Chen's elbow stopped an inch away from his head.

The latter let out a long breath, fine beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"I admit defeat......" In this game, he was convinced of the loss, both in terms of strength and personality.

"The sixteenth competition, the winner, Li Jie!"

Zong Jian'an saluted Ye Chen, thanking the other party for keeping his hand, Ye Chen nodded in response, people respect him a foot, he respects people, this is Ye Chen's principle of life.

There was silence at first, and then a shocking cheer.

…………

The second round soon began again and the numbers were not redrawn.

Instead, the previous game starts by taking turns by numbers, with No. 1 and No. 2 battling, No. 3 and No. 4 battling, and so on.

"Winners No. 1 and No. 2 are ready to play."

Looking at He Yang's opponent this time, Ye Chen grabbed him, and then whispered a few words in his ear, He Yang nodded, and then came on the field.