Chapter 238: Second Round Battle

In the second round of group battles, the winners of the first round are combined into groups.

Specifically, the two first places in the first and second groups are renumbered into one group with the two second places in the third and fourth groups, so that the four groups are combined into two groups.

There are four people in each group, two out of four are selected, and finally 32 people from 64 people are selected to enter the elimination round.

These 32 places are extremely precious, and for each country, the number and ranking of the people who enter the elimination battle account for a great weight in the overall record, and it is related to the distribution of resources such as property, land, and population after the competition, and the competition is more intense.

It is very coincidental that Zhao Lin is the first place in the fifth group, and the first place in the sixth group happens to be ranked thirty-first.

In other words, no matter what the result of the two competitions in the group is, they will face each other again when they enter the knockout match.

Therefore, after the victory, this benevolent brother simply gave up challenging Zhao Lin, so that Zhao Lin was able to qualify without blood, and had plenty of free time to watch the competition in other rings.

After the first round of group battles, the remaining sixty-four disciples were all elite disciples of various countries, and their strength was stronger, and it was rare for the battle to end after a few rounds.

However, this does not include Bassan and Borta.

Basang finally ushered in the challenge, and the second in the group was a Wushu disciple named Qi Muge, who was ranked twenty-ninth in fist power.

Since the age of eighteen, Qimuge has been known as the warrior of the Wushu grassland, and has always believed in the concept of "you can be defeated, but you cannot surrender".

He thought that even if he was not Basang's opponent, he would be able to protect himself, so after defeating the third in the group, he said to the Elder Arbitrator: "I challenge Basan." ”

Basang grinned, jumped into the ring in three steps and two steps, moved his shoulders and neck, and squinted at its wooden lattice, which looked like it was looking at a prey.

Qi Muge swallowed his saliva, and had the courage to look at him for a moment, but finally he couldn't hold his breath and raised his fist.

The Arbitrator then shouted, "One, two, three!" ”

Basang stood there for a moment, hooking his finger at his wooden lattice.

Feeling slighted, anger rose in his heart, but he was intimidated by the power of his opponent's fists and chose to attack from the side.

The figure flickered, came to the left side of Basan, and slapped it out with one palm.

Basang remained still, and when the opponent was halfway through and unable to change his moves, he suddenly threw a punch with unparalleled speed.

The electric light on the fist was entangled, and the latter came first, hitting the shoulder of the wooden grid.

Its wooden lattice flew out upside down, like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the ring.

One punch wins!

There was an uproar in the stands, and the spectators gasped.

Everyone knew that Basang was strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.

"What a thunderblade fist!"

Zhao Lin's eyelids also jumped, thinking that the speed of this punch was too fast, and he only saw a flash of white light from afar, and the competition was over.

Previously, he only knew that Basang's thunder attack was powerful, and when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that this person's fist speed was the most terrifying.

Borta seems intent on parting ways with Bassan and tackling his opponent with the same punch.

His slender opponent is known for his dexterity in martial arts, and he retreated far from the start of the contest, trying to use his speed to keep Borta out of the way and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Borta smiled disdainfully, and suddenly stomped his foot, and a pale yellow energy grew on the soles of his feet, encircling his legs.

The mountain-like body turned into a cloud of yellow smoke and instantly moved in front of the opponent.

Gathering!

Before the man could react, he saw a huge fist coming at him, and before he could raise his fist to protect his head, he was hit by a punch.

With a "bang", he flew out of the ring.

It's also a one-punch win!

"Gathering technique, heavy mountain fist."

Zhao Lin muttered softly, thinking that this was also a difficult bone to gnaw.

It's a pity that the two competitions ended too quickly, and there was only one move, and it was difficult to get a glimpse of the full strength of the two.

As the competition progressed, the rest of the top eight disciples in boxing power also appeared one by one.

McQueen, Li Taiqing, He Liancheng, Muheli, and Su Mu all won their opponents steadily and passed easily.

Because Muheli is likely to be his opponent in the quarterfinals, Zhao Lin also pays special attention to it.

Muheli practiced an ancient technique called Forging Body Fist.

Today's martial artists' basic exercises and attack techniques are practiced separately, but the forging fist is different, it is a kind of exercise that can be used to cultivate internal strength and increase strength, and can also be used to attack.

On the one hand, after the separation of the exercises, each has its own specialization, which is conducive to cultivation.

The second reason is that the cultivation of this kind of boxing method is extremely difficult.

Cultivators look at the morning sun every morning to enhance their eyesight, run long distances in the mountains for days and nights to strengthen their physical strength, and constantly hit the rocks to improve their ability to withstand fighting.

All of this is far more difficult than when you train your skin and bones.

Therefore, most of the martial artists who practice the Forging Body Fist are tenacious and durable, and their physical strength is outstanding.

After watching so many competitions, Zhao Lin gradually had a clearer understanding of his strength.

At the moment, it seems that they should be able to occupy a place in the quarter-finals, and then the real challenge will come.

However, every competition should not be taken lightly, and this round has already seen the top sixteen disciples in boxing power defeated.

Interestingly, during the process of watching the battle, Zhao Lin saw the Weizi disciple who was suspected of obsessive-compulsive disorder and was named Bukan.

In addition to constantly talking to himself, this person also has all kinds of trivial small actions, and his combat power is quite good, and he was even promoted as the leader of the group.

Zhao Lin's eyes flashed, and he thought: "If I play against him, there is a way to rectify him!" ”

"The group battle is coming to an end, what do the three leaders think? Can any of our disciples in Dayue be able to enter the top four? ”

In the stands, Shangguan Xi asked with interest.

Shangguan Xi himself is a dual martial artist of the Qi Realm, and his strength cannot be compared with the elder disciples present, but he has watched the martial arts competition for many years, and he still has some vision and experience.

In his opinion, Zhao Lin's boxing power ranks second, but he is too young, and in terms of performance, he is not as shocking as Basang and Borta, and it is too difficult to defeat these two to win the championship.

And the three disciples, He Liancheng, Xiao Jin, and Huang Guanglie, have enough age and experience, but their strength is obviously far behind the top ones.

So he didn't have much hope of winning the title, and only asked if he could finish in the top four.

The head of the Liyang Sect sighed softly, "If He Liancheng can enter the top eight, it will be Borta who will fight for the fourth." ”

After speaking, he kept silent, the meaning was obvious, He Liancheng had little hope of defeating Borta.

The head of Zhennan Sect also shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Huang Guanglie's fist power ranks fourteenth, and when he enters eight, he also plays against Borta. ”

Shangguan Xi saw that Lu Chaohuan didn't speak, and asked, "Master Lu, this time Dayue has three people whose fist strength is among the best, do you have great hope?" ”

Lu Chaohuan smiled, "As long as these three people can successfully enter the top sixteen, I, the head of the house, will be satisfied, as for whether they can enter the top eight or even the top four, it depends on their performance!" ”

(End of chapter)