Chapter 142: Low Profile
"It's hard to be tough, anyway, what I need is experience, and the more skilled I am, the more excited I am. Qi Nian said indifferently.
"Dizzy, you're all very good at fighting. I originally thought that the little junior sister was the weakest one, but now it seems that on the contrary, I am the weakest. You've brought in energy, what should I do?"
Wu Fan can deal with it, Xu Lan has Xuanbing True Qi, as long as she is not a seed-level player, basically, no one chooses to fight with her, and now the biggest headache is Xiao Xiao, his specialty is useless in the ring. Wu Fan has seen him shoot, and his fighting strength can be ranked in the middle and upper ranks at best, and such people account for the vast majority in this assessment. If you meet the top choice, you can only admit defeat.
"Then it depends on luck!" Xu Lan said without pain, "Your talent is not bad, who told you to know Hu Lai usually and don't need to practice, this time you know that you are in a hurry, right?"
"Little junior sister, aren't you falling into a trap, how do you have to help senior brother think of a way to deal with it, otherwise we will be abnormal senior brothers and sisters in vain, aren't we?"
"Hey, I can't help you! Senior brother, I always think that your luck has always been better than ours, you have to believe in your life, you will never meet a master. Xu Lan smiled and flickered at the senior brother.
"That's right, my opponent this morning hasn't practiced his true qi, and he can only use two-handed grappling, so I didn't have much trouble leveling him. My sister is right, my luck is invincible, and I believe that my luck will be so good tomorrow!"
I don't know why Xiao Xiao suddenly called, and said confidently.
Wu Fan didn't believe in fate the most, because he knew that his fate was the worst, and he could only rely on his own struggle, and it was possible to achieve his goal. If you make him believe in fate, it is better to tell him to wait for death.
Sun Xiaohong is actually the least anxious person here, whether she wins or loses, it doesn't matter to her at all, she got the through train, he just came to adapt to the atmosphere of the competition.
Watching the game next, everyone seemed relatively silent. After two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone moved to the No. 7 venue to watch Qi Nian's game.
There was no episode in Qi Nian's match, his opponent was weak, and it didn't take much effort to win. And Qi Nian shot very measuredly, just knocked the opponent down in three minutes, and he didn't make a ruthless move.
Wu Fan knew that it was Qi Nian who absorbed Wang Yi's wisdom and became low-key.
The first day of the game had the largest number of people, and Wu Fan insisted on watching all the games, so he was the only one who watched the latest.
After Qi Nian's game, he was called to a meeting by the leader, Xiao Xiao saw that Qi Nian was gone, and immediately ran back to the rest area to sleep by urinating; then Sun Xiaohong and Xu Lan said that there was an orchard in the north, and they went there to collect wind; in the end, Song Gang was also called away by his eldest brother, leaving Wu Fan to sit alone in the corner of the venue, watching every game seriously.
After sitting in one place for a long time, Wu Fan will change the venue and find another corner to continue watching the game.
Today's game is the first round, because the rules are determined, most of them are masters against the most inferior players, and most of them can pass without using all their strength, and the battle scene is not good. As for the matchups of those ordinary players, they are lackluster, not only do they have no reference value for the masters, but even those ordinary players who are watching and learning from them know that they can't absorb any nutrients, and they don't watch such games, so there are not many people watching
However, Wu Fan is different. Although he has impressive internal strength, and his true qi is close to the peak of the fourth layer, he is extremely lacking in the knowledge and practice of boxing, and those basic boxing techniques and not very powerful boxing techniques are the knowledge that he urgently lacks, and he needs to make up for it, so what others think is rubbish, he is fascinated.
In less than an hour, he would change one venue, and so on a total of sixteen venues, and he saw as many as twelve.
If the organizing committee selects the best audience, Wu Fan will definitely deserve this honor.
By about 10 o'clock in the evening, all the games in the 16 venues had been completed.
The knockout round is the most ruthless, but it is also the most acceptable.
The winners stay, the losers leave, and no one can complain.
The elimination rate of today's competition was close to 50%, and the number of participants suddenly changed from more than 3,000 in the morning to more than 1,600.
Although this number is still a lot, it is more than half less than the first day.
The largest number of eliminated people are naturally the public security system, and only Wu Fan, Sun Xiaohong, Song Jun, Xu Lan and Wudaokou Police Station are left in the Jiangwan Branch, a total of five people, and the elimination rate is exactly half. The worst is the Xuhui Branch, they have the largest number of people who come to see, so the number of people who have been eliminated is also the largest, a team of more than 150 people, now there are only more than 40 people left, and the elimination rate is more than 70%.
Among the four major systems, the Demon Tree Police Academy Alliance, which has eliminated the smallest number of people, has not had a elimination rate of more than 20 percent; the highest elimination rate is still the Customs Union, which has exceeded 60 percent, and the public security system has eliminated less than 1 percent less than the customs, ranking second; and the third is the armed police, with an elimination rate of less than 50 percent.
None of today's seeded players were eliminated, nor did they cause any upsets. The most prominent is not Wu Fan, who is favored by people, but Xu Lan. And after the first day of the ring match, Xu Lan was crowned with the nickname of "cold-blooded killer", which made Xu Lan want to cry when she heard it, she thought that she was not cold-blooded at all, but on the contrary, she treated her colleagues with a warm-hearted heart, and treated her friends with a warm heart like spring, beautiful as a flower, positive, which point was cold-blooded?
Wu Fan didn't know all these materials and topics, and when he came out of the arena, he went to the canteen to ask for a few steamed buns and a bag of mustard, and then disappeared alone in the reckless mountains of the base.
Participating in the cross-country race, so that Wu Fan has a basic understanding of this small mountain, familiar with the road, as soon as he left the crowded place, immersed himself in the forest, he performed light skills, and soon found a hidden valley, first filled his stomach, and then began to sort out today's income.
Although they are not the top masters, the small East China Sea competition area has also gathered more than 3,000 good players, and the true strength of these people is put aside, and everyone has a common advantage - solid basic skills.
To put it bluntly, ordinary boxing is the combination of basic skills and special footwork and body techniques, and boxing is called the inner boxing method when combined with the true qi, and the advanced inner boxing method is actually the thousand strange changes of the true qi, the exquisite operation and precise control to obtain the power of the simulacrum; the deepest boxing method is the fist intent, according to Wu Fan's current understanding, the fist intention is the combination of the true qi, the boxing technique, the simulacrum and the ideological force, so as to form a kind of artistic conception.
Wu Fan's comprehension is very high, when he was a child, he still worked hard for a long time on the most basic elements of boxing such as bows, horses, voids, fists, claws, palms, etc., and the flexibility and tenacity of the body are not inferior to anyone, and some aspects are even surpassed, all of which depend on his mother's strictness and his fight with wild beasts in the mountains. But what he lacks is a basic boxing combination, as well as excellent boxing routines.
Today's race made up for it.
Springing legs, southern fists, north legs, iron sand palms, Bagua, Tai Chi, flipping feet...... Dozens of famous fists are available.
Ordinary people watch the game lively, and insiders see it as a doorway. These two points are not suitable for today's Wu Fan, he went with a camera today, his mutated eyes are two high-speed holographic cameras, others are immersed in the agitation of the winner, and he only cares about whether a certain link is lost.
In more than ten hours, he watched no less than 150 games, and magnified, filtered, and replayed the data of the 150 games in his mind, removing the dross and retaining the essence, which is not something that the camera can do.
The mind touched the memory, and Wu Fan quickly classified the more than 100 games in his memory. He didn't have much time, and it was impossible to learn all the boxing techniques in the limited time, so he only broke down the few punches that he was impressed with.
The mutated eyes drive the mutated thinking, allowing him to decompose the picture in his memory into a number of detailed details and micro-animation surfaces, which is conducive to the dissection of the action, and can quickly and accurately grasp the essentials of the action and the details of the force.
The twelve Tan legs left the deepest impression on Wu Fan, a basic boxing technique that combined hands and feet. He didn't exaggerate and complicated movements, he repeated the twelve middle leg method back and forth, and it only took him ten minutes to master all the movements.
Yan Qing's fist is light and smart, and his power is tricky and peculiar, this is his second arrangement of boxing techniques, in which the white ape steals peaches, shakes his legs and smashes, and the prodigal son is pulled out of his boxing skills, repeatedly dissected and pondered, and it took him ten minutes of time.
More than two hours passed, Wu Fan extracted more than 500 moves, four footwork and 32 body techniques from more than 100 games, and then from more than 500 movements, according to factors such as style, force mode, body and footwork coordination, he abandoned or condensed 81 moves, two footwork and 11 body methods.
This process took him more than an hour while thinking and gesturing.
After more than three hours of hard thinking and comparisons, the crescent moon was slanting, and it was already more than three o'clock in the morning. Wu Fan felt extremely lacking in spirit, and he was also a little tired.
So he stopped to think and began to practice nameless qigong, which could not only relieve fatigue, but also restore the spirit.
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At this time, there were two women standing on the huge stele pedestal of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in Nanjing, and there were five people standing at the mouth of the white marble fence a hundred meters away from the two women.
The two women stood opposite each other, five meters apart. The one on the left is covered with a scarf, full of green silk, about forty years old, with a slender figure, with a noble air exuding from his bones, and the one on the right is full of silver hair, and the night wind blows his hair like fluttering snow.
The two had been standing there for a long time, but they had never spoken, and they had no intention of leaving. It seems that both are waiting for the other to speak first.
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