Chapter Seventy-Five: The Top 100 of a Thousand Jin
Following Yang Jie's victory, there were people in other rings who won and some who lost from time to time, a few people won after a random fight, but there were also many people who won easily.
There are those who practice sanda, and they open and close their shots, and they don't even use their internal strength, and they can be promoted only by their hard work.
There are also all kinds of people who have practiced martial arts and have played the taste of martial arts in one move at a time, and their moves don't look heavy, but every time they get the right to defeat the opponent, they look light and light.
This is still the result of their failure to control the internal force well, if the proficiency of mastering the internal force increases, I believe that the strength will be stronger, which has nothing to do with the amount of internal force, it is completely different from their own heritage.
This world is fair and unfair, although people are born with the same starting point, but the thrust behind it is not the same, just like two people racing a car, a bicycle, a car, the starting point is the same, the background is different.
It's the same with the current martial arts club, which is a difference that is hard to change.
Thousands of people, survival of the fittest, although the number of people is a lot, but the real time is very little, the water is too large, there are too many concerns, can not let go of the hands and feet, only half a day, the competition of thousands of people has ended, brushed down half of the people, but the losers have not left, and even more expectations.
If before they came for curiosity and for rewards, now they are more interested in the competition of others, who can win in the end and become the first.
During the period, the negative Qingfeng was also observing everyone's competition, and the evenly matched ones were defeated because of the difference of one move, unwilling, competitive, they could only be pressed in their hearts, and if they lost, they lost.
There is also Guo Xiao, he is an outlier among everyone, the fight is completely desperate, injured, dead, as if they have been left behind, he has no moves at all, all the way only by brute force, rough and simple, in terms of momentum, he completely pressed the opponent down, no one is not afraid of death, and people who are afraid of death are most afraid of encountering people who are not even afraid of death.
Wei Lin, who came from a slightly cold background, had a childish look on his face, he was fighting with his life like Guo Xiao, even if his opponent had obviously practiced, it looked like a sanda, and his shots were extremely heavy.
The battle should have ended one-sidedly, but it was resisted by Wei Linsheng, and the corners of his bloodshot mouth grinned slightly after the victory, because he was the one who won.
There are also many people, the old man with gray hair and beard who cuts his head and is very energetic, the woman who is heroic and sassy in tights, and the Qingfeng has paid attention to them, they have all opened up the two meridians, and their skills are not comparable to ordinary people.
"It's getting more and more interesting, so let me see how far you can go. ”
The negative green breeze raised the corners of his lips, as if he was smiling and happy.
The valley was already full of people, Fei Dan did not leave, but the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, even if they were not qualified to enter, but they had a heart to go to the ring, even if they failed, it felt worthwhile.
A restless heart is more high-spirited, that is the fighting spirit, is the upward enterprising spirit.
After today, a hard-working heart will spread all over the country, no one does not want to be in the limelight, no one does not want to be a winner, this is what the negative green wind wants, but also what the country wants, a pool of stagnant water, will become alive.
The game is going on, even if they are injured, fractured, and vomiting blood, they will recover under the hands of Negative Qingfeng, as long as they don't die, Negative Qingfeng can restore them to a good state, but the mental blow can't be compensated.
Every injury is mental torture, but as long as they survive, they will get more, there are not many such exercises, and they can give full play to their strength.
Pain sharpens a person's will, and nerves are like a piece of iron, which will only make the ability to resist blows stronger and stronger, and the harvest can be described as rich.
Five hundred into two hundred five, during which some people couldn't bear it and chose to quit, the comfortable days have been too long, and the pain can brush down a person who is not weak.
Later, there were only a hundred people left, and the hundred people who stood out from the thousands, their spirit was not at all comparable to others.
The precipitation of the will can change a person, especially those who have experienced and persevered in the pain, and their mental outlook is not at all comparable to when they first arrived.
Calm, decisive, and, a ruthless force, ruthless to oneself, but also ruthless to others, the momentum emitted by a hundred people overwhelms a thousand people, that cold gaze, calm bearing, just standing there, can make people retreat.
Wei Lin and Guo Xiao were the only two who rushed to the top 100 by relying on the wild road, and in the battle, their shots became more and more concise, and the time of the battle became shorter and shorter.
They summed up in the battle, learned lessons in the battle, and constantly improved themselves, punching and kicking to the extreme, with ruthlessness between shots, a kind of ruthlessness that either you die or I die.
One is not very old, the other is deficient, but no one looks down on them, the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, the stunned is afraid of dying, and the two of them are not dying.
Everyone is guarding against others, turning everyone into imaginary enemies, and now they are really abandoning external factors and only seeing opponents in their eyes.
But compared to them, the disadvantages of Wei Lin and Jing Xiao are also very obvious, and now it is not possible to win without dying, everyone is a strong person, they are not idle, their steps will not go too far.
Guo Xiao and Wei Lin had both been injured, and more than once, and their faces had turned pale at this time, not because of blood loss, nor because they had fought for too long.
It's a pain that comes out of the pain, provoking the nerves and can only be endured by itself, which can't be resolved by recovering from the injury.
"From high to low, the rules remain the same, and the competition continues. ”
Negative Qingfeng did not let them stop, but chose to continue, he did not interfere in the game, and there was nothing worth interfering with, he was responsible for healing, and then let people continue, one person, organizing the entire martial arts meeting.
By now, the competition can no longer be easily completed, because the opponent is stronger and more difficult to deal with.
The old man, whose face was still calm and more energetic, stepped into the No. 1 ring, his opponent was a young man who practiced sanda, for the old man, he was indeed a young man, he was only thirty years old, which was the age of strength.
"Uncle, you practice Baguazhang, I practice Sanda, there is no distinction between high and low martial arts, some only have high and low strength, but now, I want to try, is you stronger, or I am stronger. ”
"Young man, I'm not going to keep my hand. ”
The old man smiled and posed a starting gesture, indicating that the battle was about to begin, no referee shouted to start, no referee shouted to stop, everything was left to the autonomy of both sides.
Ten people in a ring will do their best for the top fifty, and the more and more intense, more and more formal competition will only begin now.
The atmosphere has not weakened, but has become thicker and thicker, and now no one has left, and the people who are standing behind them are desperately squeezing inside.
But they couldn't squeeze in, so they could only listen to the news from the inside with regret, but that's it, and they couldn't get tired of it.