"It's unreasonable, then wouldn't it be too comfortable to say that the last person to appear defeated the other party by luck and became the last champion?"

"That's right, I think there's a problem, there's no way to tell who's strong and who's weak?"

Hearing everyone's doubts, Meng Xuanting smiled faintly and continued to explain, "Actually, you don't need to worry so much.

"The judges of the Martial Arts Association will make a comprehensive judgment based on the number of opponents you have defeated and the strength of your opponents, and rank them in a specific ranking."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Many people have been in Tianjiang Province for so long and have never heard of such a way.

"This is the first time I've heard of it, and this way?"

"It sounds like a good idea, and it's a relative time saver."

"But how do you know who comes first? The one who plays first must be more at a loss."

Meng Xuanting seemed to have considered their worries for a long time, and immediately said to everyone, "We still draw lots in the previous way to choose the number one."

"The rest of the people will challenge in the order of the lottery, so you don't have to worry about being targeted by anyone."

Soon, the crowd finished drawing lots.

They are not stupid, and naturally they all know that the last person to draw the lottery will definitely have the greatest advantage.

But because of the rules, they can only accept it this way.

It didn't take long for the No. 1 player to take the lead in the ring.

Su Feng glanced at the other party and found that this person still had some impressions, almost the level of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, not strong, and definitely not too weak.

And Su Feng himself drew the twenty-eighth, which is considered to be the middle debut, and his luck is not bad.

The ensuing ring battle can be described as quite brutal, and many people basically only deal with one or two people before they lose, being knocked out of the ring and losing the ability to fight.

And Wei Wou-Ki drew the sixteenth.

He stepped into the ring, easily defeated his opponent, and became the champion.

And his strength is not bad in the rest of the group, and he has passed all the way and easily solved his opponents.

And his feat undoubtedly made him the dark horse of this competition!

You know, it was already very good for the previous people to be able to fight one or two, but Wei Wuji carried it all the way until Su Feng took the stage!

For a while, many people set their eyes on this martial artist who didn't look young, and began to discuss whether the identity and strength of the other party could be used for themselves.

After seeing Su Feng on stage, Wei Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.

He came to sign up for the competition this time, and he was responsible for solving those obstacles for Su Feng.

Now that he sees Su Feng on stage, he can be regarded as having completed the task.

Immediately, Su Feng pretended to say to Wei Wuji, "Old fellow, you look amazing, let the horse come!"

Wei Wuji didn't let it go at all, and shouted loudly, "Boy, you won't be my opponent, you can be caught quickly, and you won't have to suffer so much flesh and skin!"

Seeing this scene, Li Shiyun couldn't help laughing.

Maybe Wei Wuji can hide it from others, but how can he hide it from her?

Su Feng had already told Li Shiyun about the relationship between him and Wei Wuji.

So now when I see him and Su Feng pretending to act, not only am I not nervous, but I feel an inexplicable sense of joy.

The two continued to fight each other, their fists intersected, and their aura was vertical and horizontal, and it seemed that they were inseparable from each other.

But the attacks of both sides tacitly fell behind each other, or brushed against the surface of the body.

Therefore, the surging aura instantly created a feeling of entanglement!

Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Feng took the initiative to throw a punch and slammed it towards Wei Wuji's chest!

In order to make the play more realistic, Su Feng also used his own

The line of words makes the speed skyrocket a lot, and flashes in front of the other party like a ghost!

After the punch was blasted out, Wei Wuji didn't hesitate at all, and the center of gravity of his entire body began to fly backwards.

He almost cooperated with Su Feng's attack and acted at the same time.

He even let out a terrible "uh-ahh

What's even more exaggerated is that the moment Wei Wuji fell off the stage, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

That look, not to mention how miserable it is!

However, only a few people could see that Su Feng did not use any force at all, and was completely relying on Wei Wouji's own acting skills to support him.

Seeing Su Feng knock the other party off the stage with one punch, the people around him suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh my God, this person is too powerful to beat the Champion!"

"His fists are very powerful, and if he is hard, ordinary people will definitely not be able to withstand it."

"Yes, and he's fast, and it's not something we can compete with."

At this moment, almost everyone regarded Su Feng as their biggest enemy!

Looking at Su Feng on the stage, Ji Linglong couldn't help laughing: "These two people actually played a fake match in front of us, it's really interesting."

Meng Xuanting said coldly, "Inspector Ji, do you need to disqualify him from the competition? I think that fooling our players like this is clearly not taking the martial arts association seriously!"

Who knows, Ji Linglong actually waved her hand and smiled at Meng Xuanting:

"There's no need for that, and I'd love to see where this kid goes."

"Okay, I see."

Meng Xuanting bowed slightly, but when he looked at Wei Wuji, there was a heavy coldness in his eyes.

At the same time, Li Zhiyuan looked at Su Feng's outstretched hand and said with emotion: "It can be seen that this little guy really wants to win the first place, but if he wants to achieve this goal, I'm afraid he can only hold on to the end."

"Father, do you think Su Feng can persevere?"

Li Shiyun asked worriedly.

Although, in her heart, there are also some doubts.

But Li Shiyun still hopes that Su Feng can stand to the end.

"Shiyun, you have to understand that this martial arts conference is full of masters, even if Su Feng has made a lot of progress, it is still quite difficult to have the last laugh."

Hearing this, Li Shiyun and Lin Jingtan were a little worried.

Especially Li Shiyun, who was so nervous that the palms and backs of her hands were covered with sweat, her eyes stared at Su Feng for a moment, and she whispered to Ying Lao:

"Grandpa Eagle, can I ask you for something?"

Elder Ying glanced at Li Zhiyuan, and saw the smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, as if he hadn't heard it, and then nodded slowly, "Miss, you can say anything you want."

"If Su Feng encounters danger later...... Can you please help protect him?"