Chapter 79: Shocking Skills
In the ring, the host said in a loud voice: "The preliminary competition has ended, and the next step will be a more brutal knockout round, the four players are divided into two groups to determine the final champion, and the champion will get the opportunity to challenge the owner of the hall, Mr. Jiang, as long as he succeeds, he can win a million prize money!" β
"Okay, next, let's invite the four players to draw lots and divide into groups!"
Wow β
The applause was enthusiastic.
Lin Feng wanted to abstain, after all, he just came to power to deal with Wang Meng's provocation, but Huang Yanyan insisted on asking Lin Feng to fight two more games so that she could win back the money she lost!
With short staff, Lin Feng could only take the stage again.
Soon, the grouping information came out.
The person in the first group saw that his opponent was Lin Feng, and he was immediately frightened and abstained.
Lin Feng won without a win and went directly to the next round.
In the ring, Sun Qian fought against Tan Leg of the North Road with seven wounded fists, punching each other, and the battle was very intense.
In fact, the two of them were worried in their hearts, and they also wanted to admit defeat like the person before, anyway, even if they entered the next round, they were not Lin Feng's opponents.
But after thinking about it, I was a little unwilling.
After so many years of hard work, I was scared before I fought with the other party?
What an interstellar joke!
"Which of them do you think will win?" Huang Yanyan stared at the ring with a serious face.
Lin Feng said: "Sun Qian is even better, if nothing else, after three rounds, the opponent will lose." β
Huang Yanyan was a little unconvinced: "How is it possible, that North Road Tan Leg is attacking very fiercely, and he is about to kick Sun Qian out of the field." β
Lin Feng shook his head: "You don't understand, the Seven Injuries Fist is originally to show weakness, don't look at the disadvantages everywhere, but once you seize the opportunity, you will immediately turn defeat into victory." β
At this moment, Sun Qian seized the opponent's flaw, slashed Huashan with a blow, and knocked the opponent out of the ring.
There were bursts of cheers in the audience, and many of the audience were experts, so they could naturally see that Sun Qian's strength was not bad, otherwise it would be impossible to win consecutive battles.
"Hey, I'm betting heavily on you to win, don't let me down!" Huang Yanyan admonished with a serious face.
"When have I ever let you down?" After speaking, Lin Feng got up and left his seat.
Huang Yanyan pouted at him: "That's a lot!" β
In the ring, the host said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the next thing is the highlight of this game, Lin Feng from Jianghai City against Sun Qian from the provincial capital!" β
"The two of them are also very strong, who will kill the deer depends on this last round of the game!"
After speaking, the host hurriedly stepped off the stage.
Sun Qian looked at Lin Feng and nodded secretly: "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, I didn't expect you to have such a profound cultivation at such a young age." β
Lin Feng smiled: "I just threw a few punches indiscriminately, you actually think it's very profound?" β
Sun Qian was a little displeased: "Although your strength is extraordinary, your heart is too arrogant, and you are afraid that it will be difficult to become a great weapon in the future!" β
Lin Feng shrugged: "In your opinion, how can it be considered a big thing?" β
Sun Qian said bluntly: "At least you have to reach Wu Kui to barely be able to see, Wu Kui is full of ants!" β
Lin Feng shook his head with a smile: "What is a mere martial artist?" Even if I don't care about the Martial King and the Martial Emperor, I don't care about it! β
No matter how strong a martial artist is, after all, he is only a mortal body, and he is not the same as a cultivator.
"Hehe......" Sun Qian sneered, "It seems that I overestimated you too much before, you are no different from those juniors who learn a little flower boxing and embroider legs and show off everywhere." β
Lin Feng said: "Overestimated or underestimated, don't you know if you try it?" β
"Then offend!" Sun Qian stopped drinking, pouring his true qi into his internal organs, and his already sallow face was even more dull and godless at the moment, like a dead man.
This is the true nature of the Seven Wounds Fist, the more you gather your strength, the more powerful the backlash you endure.
Whewβ
Sun Qian raised his fists at the same time, attacking left and right.
The boxing method is both rigid and soft, and the power cannot be underestimated.
However, Lin Feng still didn't dodge, his hands behind his back, and he stood in place.
This......
The audience looked stupid, Lin Feng didn't fight or not, what did he mean by this?
Sun Qian felt that he had been greatly humiliated.
Lin Feng dared to use the posture against Wang Meng to face himself, which was too contemptuous!
Thinking of this, Sun Qian concentrated his energy and increased his strength again, wanting to subdue Lin Feng with one move.
Seeing this, everyone was cold in their hearts, it's over!
The distance is so close, the attack is so fierce, Lin Feng will definitely die!
Kengββ
At this moment, Sun Qian's Seven Wounds Fist had already hit Lin Feng's chest, hitting hard, and making a metallic sound.
The audience stood up one after another, and even Huang Yanyan stared at the ring on tiptoe.
No one knows how it will turn out.
"Uh-huh-" After a while, Sun Qian gasped in pain, his fists were blurred with flesh and blood, revealing Bai Sensen's phalanges, which were already broken.
"This, what the hell, what's going on......"
Sun Qian looked up at Lin Feng, and his jaw almost dropped.
I saw that Lin Feng's body seemed to have a streamer floating, and the gold was red, showing a faint purple.
"It's ...... Golden bell jar? Sun Qian asked subconsciously.
Lin Feng waved his hand, and the golden light dispersed: "Protecting the body, don't even know this?" β
Sun Qian was so ashamed that he was embarrassed, just now he swore that Lin Feng would not be able to become a great weapon, but he couldn't even recognize any exercises used by others.
In the face of a master but I don't know, I dare to bark wildly, it's really ridiculous!
Thump!
Sun Qian's knees weakened, knelt in front of Lin Feng, and sighed: "Mr. Dacai, it is because I have eyes and do not know Mount Tai, and I hope to forgive my sins!" β
This abrupt scene in the ring caused an uproar in the audience.
No one thought that Sun Qian was so dignified how could he kneel down for Lin Feng?
"Do you still think you're overestimating me?" Lin Feng asked lightly.
"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I have no beads under it, don't blame me, sir." Sun Qian said humbly.
Lin Feng didn't say anything more, and stepped forward to stretch out his hand to hug each other.
After stepping out of the ring, Lin Feng and Huang Yanyan asked for pen and paper, wrote two prescriptions and handed them to Sun Qian: "Apply it externally and take it internally, and after three days, your severed hand will be healed." β
Sun Qian thought that these hands would be wasted, but he didn't expect that they would be healed as before, how could he not be grateful to Dade?
He handed out his business card with both hands: "Mr. Lin, thank you for your great kindness." If you have the opportunity to go to the provincial capital in the future, you must contact me, and I will do my best to be a landlord! β
Lin Feng smiled and nodded: "A word is a certainty." β
Bang Bang Bang!
The audience applauded warmly, and everyone cheered repeatedly.
"This young man is not bad, he has a good temperament!"
"Don't look old, but open-minded, amazing!"
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a great game!"
"Awesome, call for you~"
The audience cheered, Lin Feng calmly dealt with it, but Huang Yanyan was so excited: "Lao Lin, what happened in the ring just now, didn't you make a move, why did Sun Qian's hand break, and why did he kneel for you?" β
Lin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to it, and turned his head to ask the host: "When will your pavilion master come, I have something to ask him." β
The host glanced at the time and frowned: "Strange, it stands to reason that the hall owner should have ......arrived a long time ago."
"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask."
"No need!" At this time, a voice sounded in the corridor, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in with two blonde and blue-eyed foreign girls in his arms.
"Pavilion Master!" The host and staff bowed and greeted.
Jiang Qianli ignored it completely, walked straight to Lin Feng, and asked with a smile, "You beat Wang Meng to death?" β
Lin Feng was indifferent: "So what?" β
Jiang Qianli smiled: "It's not good, I just want to tell you that Wang Meng is my brother who worships the son, and he was killed by you for no reason, so you have to give me an explanation, right?" β
Lin Feng smiled lightly: "If you want to go to the supermarket to buy the tape yourself, what are you going to do with me?" β