2,000 people competed in groups, two by two, a total of 1,000 pairs, respectively, in order of serial number, and went up to the five rings that had been built. The winner goes to the next round and earns fifty points. If you lose, you will be eliminated directly and you will not be able to earn points. This rule is until the top 50 are decided.

Therefore, no matter who it is, no matter which competition it is, you must play your strongest state, otherwise, everything before is very likely to become nothing.

Of course, at the beginning, everyone was praying that they would not let themselves run into terrifying powerhouses such as Chu Shuangbai, so that they could have more points.

The group number is determined by lottery, and no one dares to guarantee who will be drawn to the group, so they can only keep praying and not meeting the strong too early.

Seeing that most of them were reluctant to draw lots, Chu Shuangbai couldn't help but snort coldly, waved his hand, and said, "Spread out! I don't even have the courage to draw lots, what qualifications do I have to join the Tianzi Pavilion?"

As he spoke, Chu Shuangbai pushed away the crowd and took the lead in drawing lots. After he glanced at it casually, he held up the wooden sign and said, "Young Master Ben's serial number is nine hundred and ninety-nine, and if you draw a thousand, Young Master Ben is waiting for you in the ring!"

While speaking, Chu Shuangbai squinted at Liu Feng and said coldly: "Liu Feng, I hope that the number one thousand is you, and it will always be an eyesore." ”

Liu Feng was silent, slowly stepped forward, drew a wooden card at random, and raised it without even looking at it, and asked Wen Huang to read out the number, which turned out to be the fifth.

Glancing at Liu Feng's wooden card, Chu Shuangbai said unhappily: "It's really God's eyesless, I let you draw such a high serial number." However, you only have a month to live again at most, think about it, how to look up to Young Master Ben after becoming a cripple. ”

Liu Feng stopped the same door, and he was too lazy to be able to speak his tongue. This made Dechu Shuangbai very boring, and he didn't say more. In his eyes, Liu Feng and the others were already a group of dead people.

The draw ended soon and the third stage of the competition began.

Those warriors who encountered Chu Shuangbai and the others, although they knew that they would undoubtedly lose, but they were naturally unwilling to admit defeat if they didn't make a move. Warriors must have a heart that is not afraid of difficulties in order to keep moving forward.

Therefore, no matter who they encountered, none of them gave in without a fight.

In the group with Chu Shuangbai, there was a scattered man from the border, who looked like he should be twenty years old.

This person is eight feet tall, burly, full of meat, and his cultivation must be good.

But no one looked favorably on this warrior, feeling sorry for him in their hearts, and at the same time feeling happy for themselves.

Chu Shuangbai stood in the ring, clasped his hands in front of his chest, secretly used his internal strength, created coercion, and swept towards the other party.

Whew......

The warrior could not support it, so he had to retreat again and again, unloading the pressure, and his face was full of consternation.

Chu Shuangbai sneered: "Give you two choices, one is to surrender to me and listen to my call from now on." The second is ...... Die!"

"You ......" The martial artist didn't expect that Chu Shuangbai would give himself such a choice, he was very angry, but he was very helpless.

"The three-breath time is for you to choose. Chu Shuangbai said coldly: "One ...... 2. ......"

"I'm fighting with you!" The martial artist was unwilling, burst into a shout, raised the big knife in his hand, and pounced on Chu Shuangbai.

"I can't help myself!" Chu Shuangbai said lightly: "You choose death, and Young Master Ben will fulfill you and die!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Shuangbai raised his sword to counterattack, urging the eight successful forces, making the long sword cold soar, which was even more dazzling than the scorching sun.

Woohoo......

The internal force turned into sword qi, intertwined and pounced on the warrior.

Sonor!

Burst!

The swords intersected, and the warrior's broadsword was directly shaken away and landed under the ring. And Chu Shuangbai's long sword had penetrated the body of the martial artist, and the tip of the sword kept dripping blood.

Bang!

Chu Shuangbai flew up and kicked the warrior off the ring, killing him in anger. This made everyone quickly retreat, their faces full of horror, and they didn't dare to say anything.

One move kills, too fast to be true.

Chu Shuangbai returned the sword into the sheath, stepped to the edge of the ring, and scanned everyone with his eyes: "This is the end of disobedience to Young Master Ben!"

With that, Chu Shuangbai stepped off the stage and returned to his seat.

Although the selection envoys knew that Chu Shuangbai was deliberately killing people, they did not blame him. In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak are killed, which is a matter of course. Only those who step on the corpses of others and triumph all the way are truly strong.

At this moment, many people are telling themselves that if they meet Chu Shuangbai, they will take the initiative to admit defeat and surrender to him. After all, there is hope to be alive. Moreover, following a strong person can also benefit you a lot.

Looking at Liu Feng's ring again, the competition has not yet begun. Although Liu Feng's opponent is also an unknown scattered person and a weakling, Liu Feng did not let him admit defeat, but respected him equally.

"The sword has no eyes, and I am afraid that I will hurt each other. Liu Feng smiled and said, "You and I fight with our fists and feet, how about it?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Listen to Liu Shaoxia." ”

As he spoke, he put the blade on the stage and arched his hand towards Liu Feng: "Liu Shaoxia, please give me more advice." ”

"Well said. Liu Feng was not hypocritical, put down the long sword, and arched his hand towards the man: "I will use the long fist to meet the brother for a while." ”

"What?"

Everyone was surprised, and they didn't understand what kind of medicine Liu Feng was selling in his gourd.

Changquan is a basic boxing method that all martial artists are very familiar with. It can be said that any martial artist will.

Even if the opponent's strength is not as good as his own, but with such a simple martial art, everyone knows the number of paths, how to win? Is it necessary to suppress the opponent with strong internal force? This is not a stupid thing that a mature martial artist would do. After all, there are more and stronger opponents waiting for you.

Liu Feng didn't care about what others were saying, and continued to smile and look at his opponent: "Brother Tai, make a move!"

"You ......" The man looked at Liu Feng stunned: "Liu Shaoxia, are you sure you want to compete with me with your long fist?"

"A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase. Liu Feng didn't say much, and the posture was indeed a long fist starting style.

"Offended!" the man snorted, and struck with his fist, with all his might, without reservation.

Although he knew that Liu Feng was deliberately letting himself, he should be treated politely. But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so how can you miss it?

If you can take this opportunity to win Liu Feng, even if you can't enter the Tianzi Pavilion, then you can become famous and become a celebrity in Fengyun City.

Human nature, that's it.

Seeing the opponent pounce, the corners of Liu Feng's mouth rose, and he kept his starting hand and waited quietly. It wasn't until the opponent's fist façade door was only half a foot away that Liu Feng made a move.

I saw him turn sideways slightly, skillfully avoiding his opponent's fist, and at the same time, his right fist was raised, hitting the opponent's chest at an incredible angle.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the opponent was knocked away and fell heavily in the ring, his expression was painful, his face was pale, and he barely got up for a long time.

It's another move to retreat from the enemy! It's not a big disciple of the Wumeng faction!

The man took a long deep breath, hugged his fist at Liu Feng and said, "Thank you Liu Shaoxia's men for showing mercy and convincing in the heart of the next defeat." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and stepped down. But there was no frustration of failure, but some excitement. Because he learned a lot of truths from Liu Feng's moves.

It's not just this person, many people have had an epiphany. Even the three-star messenger's eyes lit up and exclaimed, "It turns out that the long fist can still be used like this!"

Liu Feng saluted the envoys, bowed his hand to the surrounding people, and slowly stepped down. After glancing at Chu Shuangbai who was not far away, he returned to his seat and watched the competition of others.