Chapter 5. The individual competition begins

There are more than a dozen rings in the individual competition, and each ring is made of concrete and yellow sandstone, so that even if there is damage in the fight, it can be quickly filled with spare concrete and yellow sandstone.

Each ring is one meter high, twenty meters long and wide, and there is the largest ring in the middle, two meters high, thirty meters long and wide, this is the ring of the finals!

Feng Yang was already sitting on the stage and waiting, beside him sat Gao Shan Li and Long Tiandu of the same clan, the players of each tribe sat on a bench that could just sit three people, and the total number of players from each tribe was 32.

Gao Shanli is 24 years old this year, with a well-proportioned body, a height of 1.8 meters, a fourth-order strength ground-level, and a masterful marksmanship.

He was the strongest person among the younger generations in the tribe, but in last year's style Lida tribe competition, there was a little accident and lost to the always stupid Feng Yang, of course, the accident at that time was deliberately caused by Feng Yang.

Long Tiandu is 24 years old, 1.9 meters tall, the eldest son of the chief of the style, and at the age of 20, he went to the Great Yan Empire in the Central Plains and entered the Great Yan Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts and the art of war.

He only returned from the Great Yanwu Academy a month ago, and since he came back, he has been learning to govern the tribe with the chief, and he is honest and calm, and the chief has high hopes for him, and he is a good candidate for the next chief.

The strength is unknown, but I think that I have studied in the talent-rich Dayan Martial Arts Academy for nearly four years, and my strength will not be lower than Gao Shanli, and Long Tiandu is also the commander of the second part of the team competition.

As for Feng Yang's strength, his strength is the fifth order of the ground level, and his physical strength is synchronized with his strength, and he is also the fifth order of the ground level, that is to say, he is a master of the fifth order of the double ground level.

On the left side of the player platform is the viewing platform for people from various tribes from abroad, and on the right is the viewing platform of the style of Lida, of course, there are not too many people to sit, generally only people with a little prestige can have seats, and more people can only find a good position to stand and watch elsewhere.

Feng Yang saw the princess of the Sirida Kingdom and the young warrior Orang sitting not far from him, looking excited, and couldn't help but touch the space ring on his hand, thinking of the pile of golden scales inside, he lowered his head and muttered, "Golden armor scale clothes!"

"Hey, Orang, I think I heard someone say gold armor and scales just now!" but she stood tall and beautiful and turned around a few times but couldn't find anything, "It's a rare illusion?"

Feng Yang couldn't help grinning, and the center thought, "This Nizi's ears are too smart, isn't it?"

At this time, Chief Styleda also stepped up to the stage and announced loudly, "The players from all tribes have arrived, and now the lottery will begin~!"

In order to stagger the players from the same tribe as much as possible, so as not to match their own people at the beginning, the individual competition divided the draw into three parts.

Three people from the same tribe draw a lottery from different lottery holders, each with one number on it, and two people with the same number draw against each other.

Feng Yang drew No. 5, which meant that he was going to the No. 5 ring to compete, but he didn't leave immediately, and Gao Shanli and Long Tiandu next to him immediately went to their own rings after drawing the number.

When the players were finished, Feng Yang was still smirking and sitting there playing with his own number sign!

"Feng Yang, what are you still sitting there doing, get into the ring and compete!" the chief shouted.

"Uh," Feng Yang scratched his head and asked, "Chief, where is my ring?"

The audience on the left and right sides of the viewing platform and the surrounding audience couldn't help laughing.

The chieftain raised his brows with black lines and shouted, "Someone, take him to the ring!"

Feng Yang followed the clansmen who led the way all the way, and kept smirking and greeting the people around him, looking like a stunned person.

When he arrived at the No. 5 ring, Feng Yang saw that there was already a burly man waiting for him on the table.

"Bell~~~~~~~ bell~~~~~~~~ bell~~~~~~~~!"

"Sign up for both sides, the game begins!" As the chief announced, the crowd also cheered and boiled, and all kinds of cheering and heart-rending sounds spread throughout the arena.

"Mengzi, give the old lady a hard beat, if you want to win, the old lady will marry you!"

"Brother Pang, come on, I'm all over you, and you will win a few points!"

"Big bear beats, Zhou Kangkang, who trampled on that mother!"

"Who do you say to step on to death? I will beat you to death, dare to step on my family Kangkang!"

"Come on! I love you!"

"So handsome, so powerful!"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~h

“.........”

"My name is Wugui, 25 years old, from the Taishna tribe, please advise!" said Feng Yang's opponent.

"Eh, that turtle brother, hello~!My name is Feng Yang, 18 ......"

"Turtle, you're big, I'll kill you with a stick!" Before Feng Yang could finish registering, Wu Gui was furious and rushed up with a mace.

"Ah, Brother Tortoise, wait, I haven't taken my weapon off yet!" shouted Fengyang as he dodged Wugui's mace in embarrassment.

This Wugui skill is also quite good, the mace is wielding a tiger and a tiger, it seems that he should have the strength of the second order of the ground level, but this strength is still a little turtle in front of Feng Yang!

Wu Gui saw Feng Yang fleeing in embarrassment, and he was so angry with the word turtle that he was like thunder, and he was unceremonious about beating the water dog!

Feng Yang was thinking in his heart, how to win to be called stupid to win?

The treasure knife on his back, Feng Yang can be taken off at any time, even if he doesn't use a knife, it is a matter of three or five tricks to solve this little turtle, Feng Yang is even wondering, can this turtle brother take him a knife.

Feng Yang pretended to be forced into a corner, and Wu Gui held the stick high with both hands, trying to smash Feng Yang off the ring with a stick.

Seeing that the stick is about to fall like this, if you take a step back, you will fall into the ring, and if you don't retreat, you will eat a stick!

When everyone thought that Feng Yang was going to lose, Feng Yang suddenly bent over, and the mace fell heavily, with a loud "bell"!

The bloody scene imagined by the audience did not appear, and the mace smashed on the surface of the treasure knife on Feng Yang's back.

Wu Gui was shocked and his upper body fell back, but his feet couldn't move, because Feng Yang's hands were grabbing his legs!

This time it was Feng Yang's turn to make a move, Feng Yang grabbed Wu Gui's legs, slammed it hard, and then let go, directly put the turtle brothers with a stick, threw out of the ring for more than ten meters, fell into a dusk, and the game was over!

Feng Yang smiled at Wu Gui, who had just gotten up in the distance, and smiled, "Brother Turtle, concede, concede!" Wu Gui listened and squirted a mouthful of blood.

At this time, most of the other rings were still fighting, although Feng Yang was a little embarrassed to win, but it didn't add up to two minutes before and after, and it ended dramatically, making everyone look at the poor turtle brother with extremely sympathetic eyes!

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Soon, the first round of the competition was over, and the winner had to rest for half an hour before fighting again.

In order, No. 1 will play against No. 2, and No. 3 will play against No. 4,............ The 15th vs. the 16th.

And so on, in the third round, it is the winner of No. 1 and No. 2 against the winner of No. 3 and No. 4.

"Brother Yang, you were too ruthless just now, that turtle brother was so angry that he spurted blood just now, if he knew that you were deliberately playing with him, he wouldn't have to hang his whole family collectively~!"

"Now the bookmaker knows the opponents of each player, and the new odds are also out, your opponent is Pang Yulong in the north of the mountain god, third in the individual competition last year, and the fourth level of strength. ”

"Hehe, the hand you played just now, many tribes' dealers took you for a fool, and you were lucky enough to win, and your odds in the first round rose from a maximum of 1 to 0.6 to a maximum of 1 to 3. ”

"And Pang Yulong's odds are now about 1 to 0.3, obviously looking down on you. Just now, in the first round, we pressed all over and you made most of it, and if you win this round, you can earn several times, how much money will you have to make if you roll down, hehe, haha, hehe, hahahaha!"

The people around saw that Xiao Maruko was a little crazy and laughed like a sheep, and they all avoided it from afar, even Feng Yang and the others put on a look, I don't recognize him!

The odds are formulated according to the information collected by the dealers of each tribe and the strength of the players without knowing who the opponent is, and the odds given by each bookmaker will be different.

1 to 0.6 is to buy a silver coin, and if you buy it, it becomes 1.6 silver coins, which means that you will earn 0.6 silver coins, so 1 to 3, and if you buy it, it will be 4 silver coins.

"And who has the lowest odds right now?" asked Feng Yang.

Maruko replied, "Sirida's Orion, odds of 0.05 to 1, he is the overall champion of last year's individual competition, a quarter of the elven blood, 40 years old, a demon warrior, and a sixth order of the magic power ground!"

"The opponent is Wu Tianxiong of the small tribe Xibarida, who probably has the third-order strength of the ground level, and the odds are 20 to 1. It's really pitiful, I think he'll throw in the towel. ”

"This time Sirida is also participating in their princess, named Verina, half-elf blood, 35 years old, ice magician, magic power level 5th, hehe, is a super beauty!"

"Now the winners and losers of each group of players are relatively clear, only Princess Verina and Shi Qianwolf, who finished second in the individual competition last year, are more difficult to say, and the highest odds are 1 to 1 and 1 to 0.9 respectively. ”

Pure elves need to be pregnant for ten years before they are born, and then they reach adulthood at the age of 100, with a lifespan of 800 to 1000 years, while half-elf blood, or a quarter of elven blood, is generally two to four years pregnant, and is about 30 years old, with a lifespan of about 200 to 400 years.

Therefore, the age limit for a quarter to one-half of the elven blood is 40 years old, so Orion and Vilina can compete at the age of 40 and 35!

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No. 1 Du Tianxuan VS No. 2 Li Hong

No. 3 Vilina VS No. 4 Stone Thousand Wolf

No. 5 Fengyang VS No. 6 Pang Yulong

No. 7 Pang Yun VS No. 8 Longtiandu

No. 9 Wu Tianxiong VS No. 10 Orion

No. 11 Musson VS No. 12 Takayama Ri

No. 13 Wind Wolf VS No. 14 Zhu Zhen

No. 15 Wugu VS No. 16 Yan Meng

"Bell~~~~~~~ bell~~~~~~~~ bell~~~~~~~~!"

"In the second round, both sides sign up, and the game begins!"

"Our name is Fengyang, 18 years old today, just this tribe, grandma's, this time I finally finished registering. ”

After saying that, Feng Yang didn't wait for Pang Yulong to sign up, so he waved his terrible long-handled broadsword and rushed up to cut people.

Signing up is just a sign of respect for the opponent, and it doesn't have to be signed up by both parties to make a move.

Pang Yulong used a mace to hold up this fierce knife, only to hear a 'bang', Pang Yulong was shocked and took a step back, his arm was a little numb, and shouted loudly:

"Why don't you keep the etiquette of the martial arts competition, I haven't signed up yet, you just beat it, this is a sneak attack, people and gods are angry......"

Answering him was another move to split the mountain and open the way, Pang Yulong hurriedly parried and took a step back.

Feng Yang spun his body, picked up the big knife, and completely split the mountain and opened the way one move after another, how can it be called a fierce word!

Pang Yulong didn't have a chance to return it, and retreated step by step, not to mention how depressed he was, and the audience was speechless, he had never seen such a shameless person.

Pang Yulong only has the fourth-order strength of the ground-level, and the combined strength of the physical strength is also the comprehensive strength of the fifth-order of the ground-level.

And the physical strength of the fifth-order of Fengyang's ground-level, plus the weight of 1,200 catties of the treasure knife, one slash is the power of the seventh-order and a half-order of the ground-level, so he can only cut Pang Yulong can only unload part of Fengyang's strength with a regression, one after another, and he doesn't even give a chance to dodge left and right!

Soon Pang Yulong took more than ten steps backwards, and if he continued like this, he would be smashed out of the ring sooner or later, Pang Yulong took three steps back in embarrassment, dodged Feng Yang's next slash, and finally broke Feng Yang's chain split.

With a roar, Pang Yulong took more than ten steps back, and the anger that had been accumulated in his heart burst out, and then he picked up the mace like crazy, and even learned Feng Yang's tricks, and also came to a series of smashes, it seems that he wants to return a tooth for a tooth!

This mace also weighs 500 kilograms, plus the comprehensive strength of Pang Yulong's fifth-order ground-level, if it is smashed so high, it is the striking power of the sixth-order of the ground-level!

If Feng Yang follows so directly, the fifth-order physical strength, plus the strength of 1,200 catties required to raise the sword, will only have the physical strength of the third-order of the ground level, and if he doesn't retreat, he really can't resist such a fierce smash!

Moves like this can be used entirely with the weight of the weapon to achieve the strongest striking power! Therefore, there are advantages and disadvantages to the weight of the weapon, you can borrow weight when hitting the opponent, but you have to bear some more gravity when defending.

So as long as you retreat, the other party can smoothly pick up the stick, carry out the second smash, and then retreat the third smash, the best way is not to hard-connect, dodge left and right, or directly fight for strength.

What made the audience silent was that Feng Yang didn't even avoid it, and directly followed hard, and as a result, he was smashed back one after another.

Sure enough, it is a swap of roles and a reenactment of the plot, and the next baton is to take a step back!

"Bang, bang, bang、......!" One after another, Feng Yang had already retreated nearly 20 steps, and it looked like he was about to exhaust himself, but Pang Yulong's mace was swinging faster than the other, and each stick was fiercer than the other!

Pang Yulong's heart is so cool, he has never been so happy in his life, why didn't he think of this serial smash before?

Audience;

"These two people dare to invite them to act, like a child, they have grown so big in this life, they have never seen a martial arts competition like this!"

"I think Pang Yulong is about to faint!"

"I think that Feng Yang is about to be smashed stupid!"

"I think my eyes are glazed over!"

"I feel like I'm going to be hypnotized!"

"I think I need to learn this trick!"

“............”

Feng Yang has retreated to the edge of the ring, and he sees that there is still one step to retreat to the end!

The audience's hearts were suspended, and someone was already excitedly shouting, "I won, I bought it, hahahaha, I bought Pang Yulong's, wahahaha!"

Feng Yang's heart is happy to bloom, smash, smash, dizzy, dizzy, is Lao Tzu's tricks so easy to learn? After more than 30 laps, I can't even pick so many laps, it's strange if you don't faint to death for a while! Hahahaha!

"Bang !!" This is not the sound of knives and sticks intersecting, but Feng Yang was so shocked that he was smashed and sat down, just sitting on the edge of the ring, not a little more, no less than a point.

And Pang Yulong was still wielding the mace, a stick was hollowed, the center of gravity was unstable, Feng Yang's foot that just sat down kicked Pang Yulong's bare foot very naturally, poor Pang Yulong just threw himself out of the ring!

The audience, the silence, the absolute silence, this is the silence before the storm!

"Look, that Pang Yulong really dizzed himself and couldn't stand up crawling under the stage!"

"Look, that Feng Yang is really stupid, and he is still sitting motionless in the ring!"

"I think I'm really blinded, what just happened?"

"I think I'm really hypnotized, is the game over?"

"I don't think I'd better learn this trick!"

"Ah~~~~!, all my money is lost, woo wow wow ~~~~~!"

‘.........’

Feng Yang just sat there all the time, motionless, and the audience was completely convinced that he was really stunned and stupid, and it may be unknown whether he can play in the next round.

At the same time, the audience is also sighing in their hearts, they can win in this way, I don't know if it's really a fool's luck, or a fool is a fool!

Alas, if Pang Yulong woke up and found that this nightmare was real, would he find a stone to smash himself unconscious to escape reality?

In the end, Fuer, Li Tairan, and Li Jiangran jumped into the ring to carry Feng Yang down, and the play was perfect here.

Backstage: Xiao Maruko is in extreme excitement, "Brother Yang, it's too classic, it's really classic! You are really a genius, with your acting skills, it's a waste not to act!"

"Acting, you're itching, aren't you, why don't you give you a beating?" Feng Yang was about to hit someone, and Xiao Maruko jumped back in fright. "What are Lao Tzu's odds now, and who is the next opponent?"