"Senior Brother Zhao, you and I have been together for a year in the Dancing Elephant Academy, but we have never had a chance to fight, how about I want to have two moves with you today?"

Zhong Yewu's face was slightly apologetic, "If you don't have enough physical strength, I'll change to a personal challenge, and we'll compete another day." ”

Zhao Lin walked back to the field and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I'm not tired." ”

Zhong Yewu said "yes" and looked at Liu Shengnian.

Liu Shengnian saw that the two of them were ready, and sang a few words: "One, two, three!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Wu stepped forward, sank his shoulders, punched, and attacked Zhao Lin directly in one go.

Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, knowing that Zhong Yewu wanted to test his strength, so he stood still and met him with a punch.

There are realms in martial arts, but innate conditions are also very important.

It is possible to cultivate two martial artists with the same cultivation, but the difference in strength is more than doubled.

Zhong Yewu is burly, born with great strength, and Jin Zhongjin is also a technique to increase strength, since he started practicing martial arts, no one among his peers can overpower him in strength, and he has long been thinking about competing with Zhao Lin.

The two fists collided, and Zhao Lin's body froze, feeling that the opponent's fist was hard and heavy, as if hitting a piece of pig iron.

Zhong Yewu's reaction was greater, his upper body shook twice, and his feet also slid a little.

However, he had a strong temperament, and refused to give up the opportunity, and raised his left foot and swept out a whip leg.

Zhao Lin retracted his right forearm, protected his side, and at the same time rushed forward, the ape arm stretched out, grabbing the opponent's throat.

Zhong Yewu's strength is between Xiang Bao and Xiang Bao, if it was placed a year ago, Zhao Lin would have had a hard time coping with it, but now the two are in the same realm, and their strength is no longer at the same level.

In less than ten moves, Zhao Lin shook off Zhong Yewu's center of gravity and slapped him on the shoulder with a palm.

"Concession."

Zhong Yewu glanced at the hourglass, there was still half of the sand left, and said seriously: "Zhong is convinced." ”

"Zhao Linsheng." Liu Shengnian announced.

Fei Bin in the audience sighed lightly and said with emotion: "It's really amazing, I'm afraid that in less than three years, this kid will be able to enter the top ten and threaten my status." ”

Xiang Shaofeng was silent for a moment, "Three years, I hope." ”

The next one to appear was Xiang Bao, challenging the thirty-sixth-ranked disciple, and Zhao Lin could finally rest and watch the game from the sidelines.

There were three competitions to set an example, and the next disciples on the field all let go of their hands and feet, attacked with all their might, and tried to divide the winners and losers within the time limit.

After all, they are all young people in their twenties, with strong blood and strength, and they have a lot of momentum, so they can't pull their faces down and blindly defend passively, wasting time.

Yang Lin nodded slightly, and there was a smile on his face.

The disciples took turns to play, and until the thirty-fourth ranked disciple, no one challenged Zhao Lin again.

The disciples have no bad eyesight, and after seeing Zhao Lin's skills, they feel that his ranking of thirty-third is low, and it is better to challenge him than to find a disciple with a higher ranking than to win the battle.

Each battle is limited to seven breaths, the rhythm is very fast, you sing and I appear, and the strength of the disciples is getting stronger and stronger.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the ranking of the disciples on the field entered within twenty.

"I challenge Chen Hao."

The disciple who came on the scene at this time was named Liang Kun, ranked seventeenth in the inner courtyard, and his cultivation was a double blood realm.

And Chen Hao, whom he challenged, ranked fifteenth, and his cultivation was a heavy blood realm.

This situation is very common in the Blood Realm, because no matter what kind of genius he is, even if he is in the Force Realm and Qi Realm, he will have to slow down and stay for a decade or two, or a lifetime.

And the exercises of the Blood Realm do not completely depend on whether the qi and blood are strong or not.

Some Blood Realm Triple Martial Artists, a certain kind of exercise is cultivated to the extreme, and their strength is extremely pure, and they can still defeat the opponent of the Blood Realm Triple Level.

Therefore, for the Blood Realm martial artists, cultivation and strength are not completely equated, and there is an intersection in the middle.

It can be seen from the two people who fought on the field that although Liang Kun, who has two blood realms, is more vigorous, Chen Hao's stacking wave palm skills are profound, and there is a faint sound of tide surging between the waves, and the momentum is amazing.

In the end, it was Chen Hao, who had a heavy blood realm, who won easily.

Zhao Lin pondered carefully while watching, and when he saw the tenth and ninth place disciples fighting, his expression gradually became solemn.

Before entering the inner courtyard, he had fought against two Blood Realm martial artists, and although he had the upper hand by luck, he did not defeat the other party from the front.

Xiang Shaofeng was worried about hurting him at the time, so he only used two or three percent of his strength to be stunned by Zhao Lin's cold punch with all his might.

The masked man he met when sweeping the mountain didn't take Zhao Lin in his eyes at all, and he was careless and killed.

Zhao Lin thought silently, if he went on the field to fight against the tenth place, he would not use the cold ice true qi, and the outcome would be unpredictable.

"I heard that the strength of the top four is a cut above the others, and I guess even if I play all my hole cards, I am not their opponent."

As he expected, when Yao Chong, who ranked fourth, appeared, his strength suddenly rose to a new level.

Yao Chong's cultivation is the earth of the mountain collapse fist, the strength is more than a palm long, the earth-gray palm strength covers the fist, fine and condensed, from a distance, it looks like holding two heavy hammers in his hands.

It was Xiang Shaofeng who fought against Yao Chong.

Xiang Shaofeng's red flame was as strong as fire, and the heat wave in his palm was surging, but he couldn't shake Yao Chong at all, but at the fourth breath, he was knocked out of the circle with a punch.

Zhao Lin was secretly speechless, he had once comprehended Xiang Shaofeng's Red Flame Strength, and knew that it was powerful, but he didn't expect to be defeated so quickly.

Yao Chongqiang has reached this point, but he is ranked fourth, which can be imagined the strength of the top three.

From the discussions of the disciples beside him, I learned that the top four disciples each had one of the strongest exercises.

In addition to Yao Chong's Avalanche Boxing, Lu Zhenglong and Miao Tianfeng are both from the Aoki Department of the Dancing Elephant Academy, one is a flying leaf hand, and the other is a shadow palm.

The chief disciple Xiao Jin practiced the metal technique, which was called gold cutting and chopping.

After Yao Chong's victory, he challenged Lu Zhenglong, who ranked third.

Lu Zhenglong's flying leaf hand has an elegant name, but in fact he is extremely fast and domineering.

The fingertips were pointed at Yao Chong's Collapse Mountain Fist, and the strength was able to break through the barrier and penetrate into it.

After seven breaths, although Yao Chong was not defeated, judging from his face, he obviously suffered a dark loss.

Yao Chong got off the field, Miao Tianfeng picked up, and the two famous geniuses in the inner courtyard fought together.

Miao Tianfeng's Shadow Shaking Fist seems to be ordinary, but it is soft and tough, hidden deeply, and with one punch, dozens of fist shadows are conjured.

The strength of the two is close and equal, and when the hourglass is exhausted, there is no winner or loser.

However, the two had no intention of giving up, and they were still fighting fiercely.

The disciples didn't seem to be surprised, their expressions were calm, and even Yang Lin let the two of them fight, until the tea was over, and then he shouted: "Okay, you two will compete next time." ”

Lu Zhenglong and Miao Tianfeng stopped at the same time, and the former returned to the disciple team, leaving Miao Tianfeng on the field.

Finally, Xiao Jin walked into the entrance.

The two sides didn't talk to each other when they met, and they started to fight after holding their fists.

(End of chapter)