The real focus is on the later qualifying competition, where five disciples from each sect are ranked together to get the true ranking of the sect based on the comprehensive score of all the rankings that can be rushed. At the same time, it is also a stage to spell out the truly strongest young generation.

Immediately afterwards, there was a competition between the ordinary disciples of several sects, which was basically nothing to look at, at most it was a comparison of basic skills, and without secret martial arts, it was just a little stronger than the average amateur martial arts enthusiast.

The competition between the ordinary disciples of Zuihou's No. 1 Star Ring Gate and the Red Sand Sword was over, and the old referee carried the bell to change his previous listlessness.

"Now the official qualifying competition begins, each sect will sign up for it as a single disciple, and the total ranking of the sect will be calculated according to a fixed formula to get the total ranking of the sect. ”

The old man waved his hand, and several beautiful girls came up below, wearing short skirts and shredded meat, and their long hair was tied into a ponytail and swayed. In the middle, a young girl stands beside the old man holding a large square box.

"Ask the representatives of each sect to come up and grab the competition rankings! The old man pointed to the surrounding buildings, "The rest of the arena is in the surrounding buildings, and you can see the numbers when you enter the door." Last time, the top three automatically entered the finals, and there was no need to draw lots. ”

Andreella of the Starring Gate smiled at Bio from afar, turned around and walked directly into the entrance of the rear building, not bothering to look at the lottery here.

Bi Ou sneered, not to be outdone, turned around and left, compared to ordinary disciples, the difference in strength between the two was obvious, and they didn't have to pay attention to the new opponents that might appear behind, their opponents were only each other from beginning to end.

Garon lined up in the crowd, watching the two leave the scene separately, and really felt the strong confidence and pride of the two. He didn't know what the strength of the two of them was, but just being able to calmly leave in front of so many secret martial arts and despise everything, this attitude alone was not something ordinary people dared to do. It's the confidence that comes from strong strength and results.

He couldn't help but recall the words of Senior Sister Losita. Victory after victory will in turn nourish self-confidence, confidence, and make you stronger.

Soon, the people in front of him grabbed the lot, and it was his turn.

Garon stepped forward, reached out and grabbed a random pick in the box, and took it out to take a look. The white note reads 24.

walked away and stood aside, and the people from the Baiyunmen Academy behind him, Keling Rimlido, and others also grabbed and signed out.

"Ask the person who drew the lottery to go to the ring according to the number, and the winner will go to the next ring according to the referee. The losers will return to the ring for ranking screening. And have a chance to challenge all opponents below the other winners' rankings. At the end of all screening rounds, the top 10 will be selected. I perform the zuihou finals. The old man announced loudly.

Garon and Kolding and the others went to different rings separately.

His sign was twenty-four, and after entering the entrance of the building, a waiter led him directly down the corridor, and after quickly turning a few times, he came to a spacious practice room.

The room was white, about the size of a large conference hall, with a round white ring in the middle, surrounded by a guardrail, similar to a boxing ring.

A young female referee, dressed in black, was already standing on the sidelines waiting.

There were also some young people standing in the room, obviously coming to see the excitement.

There was also a bald man with a strong and somewhat deformed body standing by the ring, his eyes fixed on Garon as soon as he entered the door.

The man was dressed in black leather pants, shirtless, his muscles sliding with his breath from time to time, and the muscles on both shoulders were twisted and swollen like deformed old tree roots that were exposed to the ground.

"Please come to the stage. The female referee said loudly on the stage.

Garon withdrew his gaze from the strong man, walked slowly to the side of the stage, and rolled over into the ring.

Although he is also very strong, there is obviously a big gap between him and the other party, just like adults and children. The man followed suit.

The two were one big and one small, one was dark-skinned and wore black leather pants, and the other Gareon was white and fair-skinned. The two stood on the stage in black and white, with clear contrasts.

At this time, two more people squeezed in at the door, a man and a woman, both dressed in light blue suits. It was Jayt, who went to pick up Garon and the others, and the little girl who was dressed as a woman and a little girl who tried to cry instead.

"Senior sister, this is the Galleon's ring in Baiyunmen, this is his first game. Jayt whispered to the girl, but her gaze naturally fell on Garon on the stage.

"This guy is very lucky, the opponent is not weak at a glance. The little girl gloated and laughed in a low voice, "Let him be so arrogant at the station! ”

Jay nodded.

"The opponent is Benjamin, the third disciple of the Holy Fist Gate, who has been practicing secret martial arts for three years, and the Holy Fist Sect is the twentieth sect, although the sect is not strong, but the strength of the third master disciple is definitely not ordinary, if I meet this Benjamin, I can only admit defeat directly. I heard that it wasn't long after this Garon was accepted as a secret martial disciple, and the gap was obvious. ”

"And. Jayt added, "That Garon has good defense, and he's sure to be beaten for a long time." After saying that, he couldn't help laughing, "Now he's miserable." ”

In the ring.

Garon shook his neck and looked at his opponent for a long time. The other party's body shape did give him a strong sense of oppression, this body type was already about the same as the second senior brother Farak, Liliang was definitely very terrifying.

Below, Jayt and the young girl entered the door, and he also saw it with his peripheral vision, and the two men had obviously come to see the excitement.

"You were unlucky to meet me in the first game. The strong man on the other side grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth. "My name is Benjamin, the third great disciple of the Holy Fist Sect. You should be honored to be defeated by my fist. ”

Garon was speechless, this guy felt good about himself, and shouted that he had won before he even started fighting.

"I'm Garon, ranked seventeenth Baiyun Sect disciple, can I start?" he looked at the referee on the side.

Clang.

The female referee nodded and shook the small silver bell in her hand.

"The game is on. She quickly rolled over and got out of the ring on her own, so as not to be affected.

Garon squinted at Benjamin.

This is the first time he has fought with a disciple of the real secret martial arts world, he has a giant elephant secret martial arts, and the other party also has his own secret martial arts, it depends on the fighting experience of the two sides and the gap between shili.

"Let's try it first. ”

Garon must have in his heart. Slowly put out the standard of Baiyun fighting skills.

"Please. ”

"Jiashi is good, it depends on how Liliang is. Rank seventeen, don't let me down. Benjamin smiled, and Jiashi, who was boxing with both hands, walked over directly.

Laugh at!

With a stretch of his right fist, he disappeared in an instant, turning into a black line and blasting into Garon's chin.

A very simple uppercut, just fast and strong. Before he could reach it, Garon felt a slight gust of wind in his jaw squeeze against his skin.

"What a strong liliang. Garon's heart moved, and Jiashi changed instantly, and his right elbow moved forward, just in front of the fist.

Boom!

The fists and elbows collided, and the two took a step back.

Garon squinted at the other side.

"Liliang is strong and should look close to 2. If this is his normal liliang, combined with the impact and speed, this person can hit a liliang similar to mine. Very strong indeed. It's just that I'm stronger!"

His current liliang attribute is 2.45 in itself, and he doesn't look very good, but the muscle density of his body is very high, and he looks inconspicuous, but he really explodes much stronger than ordinary people.

"Kill him Benjamin!" the little girl next to Jayt suddenly shouted. Raising her fist and waving it like a little girl. "That guy from Baiyunmen said you were a big man*, and he let you kill you with one hand!"

"No one will be fooled by such a stupid radical method. Garon was speechless. Eyes shifted to the other side.

"Amount"

He couldn't speak anymore when he saw the other side.

Benjamin's head was bulging with green tendons, and his eyes were red, obviously really on fire.

"You boy," he was dressed roughly. "Overlord!!"

He roared violently, and his fists turned slightly black, turning from normal dark skin to ink-like black.

"I'm going to hammer you to death!!" Benjamin lunged at Garon, panting like a mad rhinoceros. The ring also creaked and creaked in the sound of his dull footsteps.

A straight punch!

Benjamin's fist slammed into Garon's chest like a blackened piece of metal. It was as if a heavy, thick sledgehammer was slamming down on Garon.

"Shoot, rush, stomp!"

Garon let out a sudden sound, raised his elbow, slammed his fist, and slammed his body forward, rushing into the opponent's chest.

Benjamin's face turned pale, and his body was directly knocked backwards and flew up.

Garon chuckled under his breath, raised his right foot, and slammed forward.

Rumble!

The ring shook violently, and Benjamin was stepped on by Garon kick in the air, and he was foaming at the mouth while lying in the ring, and passed out directly.

Garon made three moves in a row, directly stepping on Benjamin, who had already been knocked away, and stepped on the ring.

Baiyun's fighting skills have reached the intermediate level, which can already be regarded as a real level of experience, and it is too easy to deal with a guy who has never experienced brutal actual combat.

The intermediate-level Baiyun fighting technique, the four major shapes are interlocking, and the use is natural and fast, and he is already very good at using the empty door and flawed timing of the battle. And Benjamin's martial arts level is still at the elementary level, the gap is too big, and Garon has not used half of his strength to finish. The opponent's secret force had no effect at all.

The whole hall was silent, and the referee on the side of the stage didn't expect it to end so quickly, so he stayed for a while before he hurriedly came to the stage and rang the bell.

"Winner! Baiyunmen Garon, the next game is No. 17. ”

Only then did the spectators on the side of the ring react, and when they heard the referee's voice, they came back to their senses, and immediately made a commotion. Several people from the Holy Fist Sect hurriedly came to the stage to check Benjamin's condition, and when they found that nothing happened but he fainted, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Jayt and the girl stood in the doorway, also with blank faces.

"What a strong fighting level!" Jayt muttered, "Of the disciples I've ever seen, his fighting skills are enough to rank in the top ten!"

The girl who had thrown her fist and shouted to kill Garon had also wilted at this time. Even at her level, it can be seen that the two sides are not at the same level at all.

Watching Garon get off the stage, tidy up his clothes and walk to the door, the two quickly gave up their places.

Garon glanced at the girl as he passed the two. He slowly stretched out his hand and hung it in front of the girl's neck, and shook it suddenly.

"Click. His mouth mimicked the sound of bones breaking.

The girl's body trembled, her body trembled, and her face was pale. It's like a poor fawn.

"Little one, you're still too tender. Garon walked out the door and followed the waiter outside the door to Arena 17.

Jayt on the side was also suppressed by the aura deliberately exuded by Garon just now, and he had a feeling that he would be instantly defeated once he moved. I could only watch my sister being bullied, and I didn't dare to do anything.

Now that Garon was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior sister is okay, right?" He could actually see that Garon had no ill will towards the little junior sister, just a little punishment for her actions just now.

Wow!!

The girl wailed and cried, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

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