Chapter 382: At the beginning of the competition
"Since this Blood Alliance Ring Tournament is held by our three Blood Alliances together, if it is a catch-and-fight and a duel between the two sides, it cannot guarantee fairness, and it is not convenient to determine the final result. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info," Deacon Ouyang announced loudly.
Everyone present listened calmly, and it was about the glory of their respective blood alliances, so they would not be talking about it at this time.
Deacon Ouyang was silent for a moment, and continued to say loudly: "I have discussed with the deacons of the Long Xiao League and the Aotian League just now, and we can adopt the method of guarding and fighting. In this way, it is possible to determine the ranking of the martial artists who participated in the competition this time, and which blood alliance will rank the most in the end. ”
Hearing this, many people were thinking in their hearts that if they went to the ring first, they would probably win one or two fights, but it would be difficult to defend for a long time, and they would be defeated. In this way, the ranking of this martial artist will be relatively low.
And if you come to the ring later and meet other masters of the Blood Alliance, it is estimated that it will become very difficult to win a game. The advantage of this is that if you win, you will be able to get a higher position.
Therefore, every martial artist participating in the ring must think clearly about what kind of ranking his strength can reach, and then go to fight at that stage. In this way, we can develop our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, not to say that we can play extraordinarily, at least we can play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses.
The sound of the loud war drums roared, and the momentum was quite magnificent, even if these three blood alliances could only be regarded as medium blood alliances in Aoki City, they could be regarded as very profound. There are many masters who participated in the Blood Alliance Ring Tournament here this time, but they are just some of the martial artists in the Spirit Snake Cave station.
Therefore, we cannot speculate from the results of previous competitions, we must look at today's actual combat performance, and no one can draw conclusions until the last moment.
A cold wind blew, and the dark green miasma that permeated the void became a little thicker, which did not affect the mood of the martial artists of the three major blood alliances watching the ring match, and everyone seemed quite excited.
"Finally, each Blood Alliance must send ten participating martial artists, no more and no less. Do you have any objections?" said Deacon Ouyang.
The people said that they had no objections, and Deacon Ouyang retreated, and the sound of war drums became louder and louder, one after another. The shouts of the people present were also louder, but the ring was empty.
After a while, a short-haired warrior of the Aotian League held a Bagua copper ring knife and leaped into the ring, he made a four-way gesture, and said: "The next name is Shan Chong, and he is an elite member of the Aotian League. It's not that arrogance is the first to defend, but because I know that my strength is not high, I can't compete for a higher ranking, and I just want to throw bricks and lead the way. ”
Kou Hao commented with a light smile in the back: "I originally thought that the people of the Aotian League were all above the top, but I didn't expect this single chong to speak at this moment, and he was so modest. ”
Lan Xinyue frowned and said, "Kou Daxia, you see a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are full of arrogance. He was clearly just talking about the scene, after all, the masters of all parties gathered, and even if he was arrogant, he didn't dare to show it on the surface. ”
"You're very observant, so let's see how far this person can go. Kou Hao said.
At this time, Ao Tianmeng's short-haired warrior Shan Chong put on a posture and prepared to fight very solemnly.
Immediately afterwards, a bald man holding an iron rod suddenly leaped into the ring, and he stomped the iron rod on the ground, which immediately cracked at his feet and extended to the surroundings.
"Long Xiaomeng, Gaihu. The bald man said angrily, his words were very simple, and the whole person was neat and tidy.
Neither of them made easy moves, and the momentum of both sides continued to rise, and the surrounding warriors quieted down. After all, these two people are elite members of their respective blood alliances, and among the martial artists watching the battle, most of them usually find it difficult to see the elite members make a move, but now they can not only broaden their horizons, but also get some martial arts insights from the battle of these elite members.
In the quiet atmosphere, the cold wind became more and more bleak, and from time to time, from the dark places in the distance, there were bursts of roaring sounds of demon beasts, which made people feel so shocking.
Suddenly, the bald man shouted angrily, and he jumped up in the air, and the iron rod produced a majestic stick with his leaping momentum, spreading layers of qi waves around him.
The short-haired warrior Shan Chong had already prepared, picking up the Bagua Copper Ring Knife with both hands, glowing with a brilliant sword light, fighting against the stick of this bald man. The moves of both sides are very fast, especially the bald man's weapons are very heavy, and at this moment, in terms of the speed of his moves, he does not seem to be slacking off at all.
Their tricks may not be particularly subtle, but they are quite swift and ruthless, and they are constantly trained in actual combat.
Even if these two are the first group of opponents to play, they show a high level of strength, and this competition can be described as a chess opponent, which is quite exciting.
After two cups of tea, the short-haired warrior's internal strength was not enough to support the continuation of the fight, and he was smashed away by the iron rod and weapon that the bald man slammed up.
The bald man won the victory, the expression on his face was still so cold and calm, and then he stood in silence in the ring, pranayama, and used his internal forces to work all over his body, intending to adjust his state to the best degree as soon as possible.
The deacons also understood that such a fierce decisive battle would consume a lot of internal strength, and it was already good for this bald man to have no external injuries. Therefore, the deacons did not urge, and the other warriors were either discussing or shouting and cheering.
After a while, Deacon Ouyang came to the ring and announced, "In the first competition, Gai Hu, an elite member of the Long Xiao Alliance, won, who will fight next?"
"I'm coming!" In fact, three people were shouting one after another, but a scarred man from the Yunxiao Alliance was the first to leap into the ring, so this second competition was a scar man versus this bald man.
The man with the scar is holding a three-section stick, although his body is relatively thin, but the muscles on his arms are very condensed, and there are green tendons and knots, which is full of strength at a glance.
The bald man still used the tricks just now, after all, his tricks are very practical and not too fancy. After fighting two teas before, he was basically exhausted in donkey skills.
And when the man with the scar was watching the battle just now, he carefully looked at the bald man's tricks, and pondered some flaws in his tricks.
With mental calculations or not, the scar man has some advantages, he remembers some of the tricks of the bald man, so he can dodge appropriately. And the man with the scar can also target the flaws in the tricks of the bald man from time to time, which brings a lot of pressure to the bald man. (To be continued.) )