Zuo Chensheng lost, and everyone was not surprised.

Zuo Chensheng had a fight with Wang Chuan before, but he lost.

Not to mention, Wang Chuan's current strength, compared with the previous two days, is heaven and earth.

It's not unusual to win.

"From this point of view, Zhou Xing should not be Wang Chuan's opponent, and the second should be Wang Chuan. ”

"It's enough, who would have thought that Wang Chuan, who was a waste a month ago, would be transformed into a second place in the competition. ”

"Yes, if it weren't for the second son, I really thought he would have won the first place. ”

Wang Chuan stood beside the ring without the slightest joy.

His biggest enemy is not Zuo Chensheng, not Zhou Xing, but the second son Wang Hao.

"That punch just now, I used fifty percent of my strength, and it actually has such power, it seems that when I entered the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, my strength has improved a lot. Wang Chuan kept thinking in his heart.

On the stage, it was the turn of the second son and Zhou Xing.

The second son still sat on the chair and didn't move, using the top-level martial art Thor Finger.

"Broken scriptures!" Zhou Xing shouted, and smashed the thunderbolt fingers above his head with a punch.

The move was neutralized, and there was an explosion, and the energy dispersed, rolling up the surrounding dust.

Zhou Xing's face was serious, staring at the second son, "Second son, you should come down too!"

"You're not qualified enough. ”

After that, a punch was blasted out, and on the fist, thunder and lightning were filled.

The thunder and lightning on the fist continued to converge, and in an instant, a thunder dragon was condensed.

The thunder dragon wrapped around his arm, let out a long groan, and then followed his fist, left his arm, and rushed towards Zhou Xing.

"This is, intermediate boxing method, dragon yin boxing!"

"The fist is out of shape, the dragon is endless, this is the dragon chant fist of the consummation level!"

"It's worthy of being the second son, I didn't expect to be able to practice a martial art to perfection, which is something that many people can't do in a lifetime!"

Zhou Xing looked at the thunder dragon with a grim expression.

Any martial art, when it reaches completion, is a qualitative change, and when it reaches perfection, it is extremely powerful.

Consummation means that there are no defects, and it is impossible to crack it with ordinary martial arts.

If the martial arts used were two or three levels higher than them, it would naturally be very easy.

It can not be much different, or only one level higher, and it is extremely difficult to take it unless it reaches Dacheng.

The Broken Pulse Fist used by Zhou Xing is a high-level martial art, but it only has the realm of Xiaocheng.

He is only one step away from Dacheng, and this is the step that stuck him for a year.

Although he knew in his heart that he was no longer the opponent of the other party, he still wanted to try.

Just because of yesterday, Wang Chuan's words.

Gathering the momentum of his body, Zhou Xing shouted, "Broken pulse!"

Then, a punch was struck in the head of the brontoron.

The electric light shone on Zhou Xing's face, which looked a little blue.

The fist only lasted for a while, and then it was defeated.

Zhou Xing took dozens of steps backwards in a row before taking the opponent's punch.

In front of him, the thunder dragon also slowly dissipated into nothingness.

But thunder and lightning are still raging in the body, destroying the body.

He lost, just not so embarrassed.

Suppressing the thunder and lightning in his body, Zhou Xing slowly stepped off the stage and walked to Wang Chuan's side.

"It's too strong, it's not an opponent at all. Zhou Xing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Wang Chuan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "At least you didn't admit defeat directly." ”

The palm of his hand slapped down, quietly passing a trace of aura, helping him suppress the thunder and lightning in his body.

With the help of Wang Chuan's aura, Zhou Xing felt much better.

"Thank you. After thanking him, he went to the deacon.

There is a special pharmacist in the game, who can take care of part of the healing.

It's really a serious injury, and there is no way to do it.

However, it seems that Zuo Chensheng's hands, as well as the thunder and lightning in Zhou Xing's body, can still be solved.

The two needed to heal and rest, and the game was slightly postponed.

Wait until the two of you are almost done, and then continue.

Although in everyone's hearts, the first and second belongings have already been decided.

What needs to be fought for is only the third.

At noon, the two of them didn't have the strength to fight for the first and second, so they healed their injuries at will, and let the three elders continue.

This time, Wang Chuan faced Zhou Xing, and Zuo Chensheng faced the second son.

Zuo Chensheng did not hesitate and directly admitted defeat.

He couldn't even win against Wang Chuan, let alone the second son.

Zhou Xing did not admit defeat, but stood in the ring.

"Come on, let me see how strong you have become in the past two days. Zhou Xing's face was still a little pale, and he smiled.

Wang Chuan nodded, waiting for the other party to make a move.

"One move determines the winner. With that, Zhou Xing raised his fist.

As soon as Zhou Xing moved, Wang Chuan moved, his body flashed, and he arrived in front of Zhou Xing in two steps.

The killing move is to open the stone, and a punch is struck, with endless power.

Zhou Xing is also a punch.

This punch, Wang Chuan recognized, was the biggest killer move in the Broken Pulse Fist, Broken Pulse.

The two fists met, and in just an instant, Zhou Xing spit out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down.

Wang Chuan left his hand, and only used three percent of his strength.

But Zhou Xing's injuries had not healed, and the Broken Pulse Fist could not exert its power, coupled with his weak body, he couldn't even take the Kaishi with three percent of his strength.

Of course, this time he was not seriously injured, and the blood he spit out was nothing more than a bruise caused by thunder and lightning entering his body and destroying his internal organs.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Zhou Xing lay on the ground and said, "Thank you." ”

Nodding his head, without saying much, Wang Chuan walked out of the ring.

At this point, the two rounds of battle have been fought.

Wang Chuan and the second son, won both games, Zhou Xing and Zuo Chensheng, lost both games.

That's it for today's game.

Wait for tomorrow, the priority will be officially determined, and the injured person will be given a little rest for the night.

Wang Chuan returned to the wooden house, still cultivating.

However, he has already been promoted, and it is difficult for him to improve overnight.

In the midst of everyone's anticipation, the next day finally arrived.

Some people get up at dawn and want to find a good position, but they find that the good position has already been snatched away by someone first.

The noise continued until the third pole of the day.

"Zhou Xing, Zuo Chensheng, decide the third and fourth!" On the stage, the three masters said loudly.

The two came to the stage, and compared with yesterday, both of them have improved a lot.

There is not much difference in strength between the two, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

It took nearly a hundred moves for Zhou Xing to win the game.

In fact, it was Zuo Chen who had always pressed Zhou Xing, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, Zhou Xing found the other party's flaws and solved the opponent in an instant.

The injuries on the two also showed how close the battle was.

Zhou Xing stepped down from the stage, stood beside Wang Chuan, and said with a smile: "It's really as Brother Wang said, the future is undecided." ”

Wang Chuan smiled and did not speak.

"I hope that Brother Wang is also a dark horse and defeats the second son. ”

"I'll do my best. ”

With a smile, Zhou Xing left and found a corner to heal.

"The last game, Wang Chuan, Wang Hao, the first and second!"

Everyone cheered, even if in their hearts, the first position was already the Lord.

Cheers are also for the first celebration in my heart.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chuan slowly walked into the ring in the eyes of everyone.

The second son was still sitting in his seat, without the slightest intention of leaving.

"It's the last one, won't you come down?"

"Are you qualified?"

After that, he pointed at Wang Chuan and pointed out with his finger.

It's still the same trick.

Last time, the second son used this trick to defeat Wang Chuan.

This time, he wanted to do it again.

With a cold snort, the killing move broke his heart, and a punch was blasted out.

The fist hit the thunder finger, and in an instant, the thunder and lightning split apart and dissipated.

He had already seen that the second son's thunder god was just an entry.

can have that power, it is all because of the top martial arts.

Even Wang Chuan's semi-top-level Rock Shattering Fist is rarely taken by anyone in the competition, let alone top-level martial arts.

As for Wang Chuan's ability to break the Thunder God Finger, it's not just because of that.

The semi-top-level rock crushing fist naturally can't touch the opponent's net.

But if it is a body of copper skin and iron bones, plus the aura of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm and the third layer of the Mixed Yuan One Qigong, then it is enough to qualify.

"Being able to take my trick is enough for me to be serious. ”

The words fell, and the second son, as before, blasted out a dragon chanting fist.

The thunder dragon flew out, carrying a mighty force.

"The second prince uses the Dragon Yin Fist of the Consummation Realm, Wang Chuan will definitely be defeated. ”

"Yes, even Zhou Xing didn't take it, and Wang Chuan definitely couldn't take it. ”

"The martial arts of the Consummation Realm, where is it so easy to take?"

Wang Chuan watched the thunder dragon fly over, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think you're the only one who has the perfect martial arts?"

Drawing the sword out of the sheath, the flowing wind sword technique of the consummation realm burst out without reservation.

The wind killing move was slashed, and the eight wind blades took shape in an instant, crashing into the thunder dragon.

However, it is also an intermediate martial art, and the Flowing Wind Sword Technique is stronger than the Dragon Yin Fist, and when it reaches perfection, it can naturally overpower the other party.

In an instant, the thunder dragon and the six wind blades collided together, and all of them dissipated.

There were two wind blades left, flying towards the second son.

"What!" the second son's face kept changing, and he exclaimed directly.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the two wind blades were already in the front.

Dodge out of his seat, dodge to the side, and in an instant, the wind blade slashed through.

The seat was torn apart, and the sharp breeze that blew out tore the second son's clothes.

"What, Wang Chuan actually has a consummation martial art!"

"The Flowing Wind Sword Technique, it is actually the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, Wang Chuan has practiced the Flowing Wind Sword Technique to perfection!"

"Wang Chuan has been cultivating for less than a month, and he has actually cultivated the Flowing Wind Sword Technique to perfection?"

Not only was everyone sensational, but even the three masters were full of surprise on their faces.

For more than half a month, he will practice an extremely difficult intermediate martial art to perfection, what kind of comprehension does this have.

It is no exaggeration to call it a genius.

At the same time, in everyone's hearts, a crazy idea also sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

They felt that maybe Wang Chuan really had a chance to compete for the first place.

The idea that came to them frightened them.

Too bold!

The second son was driven down by the wind blade and stood under the ring with a gloomy face.

A waste, or a waste that has been defeated by himself, actually defeated himself.

And also ruined his chair, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

It's unbearable.

"Is this the result of your earnestness?" Wang Chuan stood with his sword in his hand, and spoke lightly.

With a cold snort, the second son jumped into the ring.

It stands to reason that if you leave the ring, you will lose.

But the second son is different, he didn't enter the ring in the first place, how can he be considered out of the ring?

"I'm just careless, just a little bit of a trick for you. ”