The first three rounds of the competition ended quickly, and the winners were Ling Feng, Zhu Zan and Li Fang, all three of whom have always performed very well, so the results of this competition were not surprising to everyone.

"Whoever draws a T-sign, please play." The teacher shouted at the top of his voice.

Wu Zhan clenched the bamboo stick in his hand but did not move, at this time, a person walked out of the crowd, it was Peng Liang of the Yizi Battalion, this person was thin, white and beardless, male and female, and he spoke loudly, and people gave him the nickname "sissy", and what was even more terrifying was that he often regarded himself as a daughter......

Peng Liang has always been known for his flexible mind, and his skills can only be regarded as average. To deal with such a person, Wu Zhan believes that ten of them can't beat others, after all, they will vomit to death, where is there any combat effectiveness?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhan couldn't help but stir up, and took advantage of Qing'er's inattention, snatched the T-sign in her hand, and quickly stuffed the T-sign in her hand back.

"What are you ......," Qing'er asked suspiciously.

Wu Zhan winked at her playfully, and said in a low voice: "The opponent is too weak, you will fight for me in this game." ”

"You ......" Qing'er wanted to protest, but deep down she understood that Wu Zhan was helping her.

"Who's in the other T-Sign?" Seeing that he didn't see another person on the field for a long time, he was a little angry.

"In ...... ...... me," Qing'er didn't hesitate any longer, and raised her arm in reply.

"Fight hard, I believe in you!" When Qing'er walked past Wu Zhan, Wu Zhan lowered his voice.

Qing'er lowered her head and didn't dare to stop at all, and ran through the crowd to the field. Standing opposite Peng Liang, who was scratching his head, Qing'er's mood at this time was somewhat relieved.

"The sky has eyes, it turns out that my opponent is Sister Qing'er!" Peng Liang cocked his orchid fingers and said with a smile.

When everyone in the audience saw this, they all got goosebumps and fell to the ground.

Qing'er was also a little embarrassed, turned her head and glared at Wu Zhan fiercely, and then she gave her hand and said, "Please teach Sister Peng!" ”

If someone calls a man sister, it is estimated that everyone will be angry, but Peng Liang has nothing to do, but is still very useful, I saw his fingertips across his chin, and said amorously: "Don't dare to teach, our sisters naturally can't dance knives and guns like those stinky men, I see, we can compare fists and feet." ”

"That's great!" Qing'er was more satisfied with Peng Liang's proposal, as the saying goes, knives and guns have no eyes, and if they are accidentally scratched, it will not be good to leave a scar......

Ahem, woman......

Under the order of the teacher, the competition finally began.

I only heard Peng Liang's coquettish voice, and threw a punch straight to the bridge of Qing'er's nose, although it seemed that the fist was soft and weak, but if he was hit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qing'er also reacted quickly, and when she saw a punch coming, she suddenly did a backflip, and while letting go of the fist, her toes hit Peng Liang's chin from bottom to top. Peng Liang didn't dodge or dodge, he actually caught Qing'er's jade feet, hugged his hands tightly and twisted his waist, wanting to throw Qing'er out horizontally.

Qing'er dared to hesitate, and hurriedly rotated her body, and after two laps, the two separated, and neither took advantage of the other.

"Good!"

There was a lot of color in the audience, and the loudest shouting was Wu Zhan.

Peng Liang is thinner than other men, but his skills are also more flexible than others, seeing that a blow misses, he relied on the advantage of men's strength, and rushed to Qing'er with his shoulders slanted.

Qing'er was not afraid, only to see that she first made a fake body to the left, suddenly moved sideways to the right, and threw a fist after Peng Liang's attack, smashing it into the back of the head.

Peng Liang heard the sound of the wind behind his head, and returned his hand to block Qing'er's punch, and at the same time punched Qing'er's side, Qing'er didn't expect the opponent in front of him to react so quickly, twisted his waist and let go of his fist, and when his fist was exhausted, he suddenly reached out and clasped Peng Liang's right wrist, twisted it back, stumbled under his feet, and wanted to throw Peng Liang to the ground.

When his wrist was grabbed by Qing'er, Peng Liang realized what the other party was going to do, and without waiting for Qing'er to stretch his legs, Peng Liang took advantage of the left arm to form a whip and threw it fiercely at Qing'er's face, Qing'er had no choice but to add force to his hand, and at the same time stretched out his left arm to block, Peng Liang's feet were in the air, and his right foot kicked Qing'er's chest.

Qing'er had no choice but to let go and dodge back, Peng Liang made a move, pressing step by step, only to see him add his fists and feet, attacking up and down, Qing'er was also good, and the strict defense was actually quite equal to Peng Liang's fight, the two of them came and went on the field, and their graceful figure won the applause of the audience.

Wu Zhan admired in his heart, he didn't expect this sissy to be so difficult to deal with, but fortunately, Qing'er fought steadily, both offensive and defensive, and she would not be defeated for a while.

Peng Liang couldn't help but blush when he saw that he couldn't take the other party for a long time, Qing'er was a weak woman no matter what she said, and she was far better than her in terms of physical strength, but she had no choice for a while.

Although Qing'er's cheeks were dripping with fragrant sweat, her heart gradually stabilized, and seeing that the other party couldn't attack for a long time, Qing'er immediately turned into an attack.

The short body gave Peng Liang a sweeping punch, Qing'er jumped up on the spot, kicked out three kicks in a row, and went straight to Peng Liang's chest.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Peng Liang dodged the first two kicks, but the third kick still hit him in the chest.

Qing'er relied on the somersault and landed beautifully.

Peng Liang clutched his chest and said coquettishly: "Sister Qing'er is so rude! I've fought with you......"

Qing'er made a successful move, and then did not wait for the other party to attack, and had already rushed away, only to see that although she was a weak female streamer, at this time she was also fist-in-the-flesh, and her feet were hanging on the wind, while Peng Liang retreated step by step, only to be beaten.

"Oops......"

I don't know what to step on, Peng Liang screamed and fell on the spot.

"Oh, who killed a thousand knives and dared to plot against me?" Peng Liang lay on the ground, rubbing his buttocks that had been hurt and cursed.

However, the competition only looked at the results and did not pay attention to the process, and only listened to the teacher shouting: "No. 119 wins!" ”

In the midst of everyone's boos, Qing'er was so "lucky" to advance.

Back in the crowd, Qing'er glanced at Wu Zhan Qianjiao and said in a low voice: "Actually, I can win him with my ability." ”

Wu Zhan was confused, and reacted for a while before replying: "Do you suspect that it's me ......?"

"Who else would you have?" Qing'er's tone became cold, and then she turned around and left, leaving Wu Zhan alone on the spot.

It seems that this little girl thinks that I am secretly helping her, but who will help her? Wu Zhan couldn't help but guess in his heart.

At this time, Peng Liang limped in front of Wu Zhan with his buttocks covered, snorted fiercely, and said, "Three indiscriminate!" Ignoring Wu Zhan's reaction, he limped away again.

Alas, it seems that I can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. Wu Zhan not only laughed at himself.

Wu Zhan didn't care much about the later competitions, he was just guessing who was secretly helping Qing'er win just now. Until it was his turn to play.

The duel with Wu Zhan is the Jiazi Camp Niu Wu, this person is eight feet tall, born with divine power, full of healthy meat, and he is angry like a wild bull, and he does not bully others on weekdays.

I saw him standing there with a pole in his hand, the shape of Nage is like adding a hook on the basis of the spear, which can be assassinated or hooked, and it is one of the most common weapons on the battlefield.

After three years of super-intensive training, Wu Zhan's physique is not inferior to ordinary people, but standing in front of Niu Wu, he still looks a little thin.

"Where's your weapon?" Niu Wu saw that Wu Zhan seemed to be empty-handed, so he asked in an urn voice.

Wu Zhan shrugged his shoulders and said, "You will naturally know when the time comes." ”

"Arrogance!" Niu Wu broke off as soon as he drank, then raised Changge and smashed it down in the air, and the tip of the Ge was like an eagle's beak and went straight to the Wu Zhantian Spirit Cover.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Wu Zhan is not a big one, but the weapons he uses are the same as those of his father Wu Laosan, all of which are daggers, which are relatively short in size and easy to hide.

Seeing Chang Ge chiseling, Wu Zhan did not retreat but advanced, and in front of the slamming forward, a distance of more than a zhang came in an instant, and there was an extra bronze dagger in his hand, and the dagger blade cut through the air, making a piercing sound.

Niu Wu felt a flower in front of him, Wu Zhan was already standing in front of him, and before he could react, a cold light had already drawn towards his chest.

"Good time!" Seeing that Wu Zhan was agile and vicious, he hurriedly put the pole across his chest to block.

"Dang!"

With a muffled sound, the pole made of solid wood was actually cut off by the short dagger in Wu Zhan's hand, and this blow can be described as shocking.

Without waiting for Wu Zhan to change his moves, Niu Wu casually threw away the broken rod held in his right hand, grabbed Wu Zhan's wrist holding the dagger first, and Wu Zhan backhanded Niu Wu's left hand waved the broken arrow.

The two of them just made a move, and it became a stalemate, but in Niu Wu's opinion, he was born with divine power, and as long as he used a little effort, he could crush Wu Zhan's wrist bone, and this competition would be over.

Thinking of this, the corners of Niu Wu's mouth unconsciously rose, and the right hand that grabbed Wu Zhan's wrist suddenly strengthened, and the five iron claw-like fingers were indestructible, as if they were about to be embedded in Wu Zhan's flesh.

Wu Zhan only felt a tingling pain in his wrist, where did he dare to hesitate, only to see that his fingers turned, and the dagger he held upside down became a straight grip, and the tip of the dagger pierced Niu Wu's small arm.

Where did Niu Wu think that Wu Zhan's change of tactics was so fast, and he hurriedly let go of Wu Zhan's wrist to avoid it, but he was still cut through the flesh by the dagger.

Wu Zhan was unforgiving, waving his dagger and attacking Niu Wu, swish, his moves were as fast as lightning, and his dagger was as fierce as fangs.

Niu Wu retreated and blocked at the same time, the two of them attacked like a tide, and retreated in a big stride, suddenly, the onslaught Wu Zhan stopped the offensive, and Niu Wu looked dazed. But when he saw Wu Zhan stretch out two fingers and poke Niu Wu's eyes, Niu Wu hurriedly blocked his eyes with his palm, but he didn't feel it.

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly a huge force came from the lower abdomen, Niu Wu's body was unstable, and he even fell off the field with a person, and fell on his back.

Wu Zhan had already put away the dagger, hugged his arms to his chest, and said proudly: "Stupid big man, how is it?" Convincing or not? ”

Niu Wu got up from the ground, and as soon as the cow's temper came up, he was about to fight again, but suddenly found that his clothes, sleeves, trouser legs, etc., had already been cut several times by the dagger in Wu Zhan's hand......

Thinking of this, Niu Wu threw down his hand and bowed his hand respectfully towards Wu Zhan, expressing his admit.

"One hundred and twenty wins!" With the announcement of the verdict of Jiaoxi, Wu Zhan finally succeeded in qualifying.