The strongest sniper king

Chapter 707 Weak Man

"what?"

Ang Li turned his head and looked to the left. According to his understanding of the formation, there should be a shortcut here.

For some unknown reason, this shortcut was blocked by thick fog and could not be seen at all.

In order to verify his own thoughts, Li An deliberately slowed down, quickly distanced himself from the person in front, and then retreated back to the place just now.

After carefully observing the surrounding area, Li An took out a piece of jade, took out a knife and carefully carved a few runes on it.

The engraving of the runes is very particular, and there must be no deviations, otherwise the mysterious power will not be affected.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no problems with the runes, Li An walked under a tree and placed the jade at the root of the tree.

As the jade was lowered, the dense fog moved like a fog dragon, and a clearly visible road appeared in front of you in an instant.

Li An didn't hesitate, and immediately set foot on this path and walked forward. After a while, he stepped out of the foggy area, and rows of majestic buildings appeared in front of him.

"call."

A gust of wind blew by, and the road Li An just walked disappeared.

Sure enough, compared with the real formation stones, the power of jade is too weak, and its energy has been absorbed by the formation.

At this time, Ling Ye led a group of people to appear from another road.

Li An followed carefully, no one realized that he had left and came here by another road.

That night, Li An and others were arranged to rest in different rooms, while Hei Xiazi and other accompanying personnel left the stronghold early.

The next morning, someone delivered beautiful food.

After a full meal, Li An and the others were brought into a hall.

Although it is said to be a competition of the same level, the difference in strength is quite large.

For example, it is impossible for a person from the first level of martial arts to be the opponent of the ninth level of martial arts, so the competition was compressed as much as possible and subdivided into several levels.

Among the group of people like Li An, the only one with the highest strength is Wushi Wuzhongtian.

"Now everyone draws a number plate, and the person who reads the number will enter the martial arts room to compete."

Ling Ye appeared in front of everyone holding a wooden box.

Li An stepped forward and took out a number plate from the box, which was number eight.

"Number one, number two." Ling Ye read.

A bearded and frail-looking man stepped out of the line.

The bearded man is a fan of the fourth level of martial arts master, but the weak man is only the third level of martial artist, and he coughs every few steps, and looks like he is about to fall down at any time.

"Remember, there is only one rule in Zongmen Nebi, and that is not to hurt your life."

Ling Ye ordered.

"That is to say, as long as you don't kill him, it doesn't matter even if you beat him to death?" the bearded man asked.

Lingye defaults.

Just by looking at this rule, one can know that Zongmen Neibi is actually a very brutal competition.

The bearded man gave a strange laugh, and said to the weak man beside him: "Brother, you should abstain, otherwise I can't tell what will happen when you go in later."

The weak man had a weird smile on his face, and walked directly towards the martial arts room without saying a word.

The bearded man turned cold and looked a little angry, he secretly squeezed his fists and strode to follow.

Once the door of the martial arts room was closed, no one knew what was going on inside.

A few minutes later, the door of the martial arts room opened, and the weak man walked out coughing all the way, but he didn't suffer any injuries.

After more than ten seconds, the bearded man came out from inside.

Contrary to the weak man, he had a beard and a bruised face, his clothes were torn, and one arm was still hanging there limply.

Lost!

The bearded man of the fourth level of martial artist actually lost to the weak man of the third level of martial artist?
And depending on the situation, the bearded man was completely defeated.

Ling Ye smiled at the weak man, and the others also looked at the weak man twice.

There was no suspense in the next two groups. Those with low cultivation lost to those with high cultivation, and soon it was Li An's turn to play.

The opponent is a master of the third level of martial arts, with a cold and handsome face.

After the two parties entered the martial arts competition room, Leng Junnan glanced at Li An with disdain, and said arrogantly: "To be honest, the purpose of my participation in the Zongmen Neibi this time is to challenge the masters of the fourth level of martial arts masters. I am not interested in fighting with you. You should take the initiative to admit defeat, don't waste my time."

Li An chuckled, stepped lightly on his feet, and punched out.

The other party's expression darkened, and he called out in a cold voice, "You're courting death!"

As he said that, he also punched out, trying to crush Li An in terms of strength.

"Snapped."

The fists met, and then there was a "click", Leng Junnan's arms were deformed and twisted, and his face was in pain. After taking a few steps back, he looked at Li An in surprise.

"How could you."

Before he finished speaking, seeing Li An rushing over again, he shouted loudly,
"Stop fighting, I admit defeat!"

Li An stopped, feeling bored, he could only use Qiankun to attack the opponent with his spin force, but he didn't expect to break the opponent's arm with one punch.

Walking out of the martial arts room, everyone else looked at Li An curiously, and Leng Junnan was even more ashamed.

"Is this kid really a second level martial artist?"

Leng Junnan murmured in his heart, thinking that Li An must have cultivated some kind of kung fu to suppress his strength, and his real cultivation might have reached the fourth level of martial arts, otherwise how could he crush him with one move?

The weak man in the first competition also looked at Li An curiously.

There was also no suspense in the next match, and the example of the weak defeating the strong like Li An and the weak man did not appear again.

Some games were even more fierce, and a pair of opponents with similar strength suffered both losses in the end and played in a draw.

After a round of competition, there are still [-] winners.

Next is the challenge game, challenge opponents at will according to the order of numbers.

Winners stay, losers go out.

The weak man was the first to enter the arena, challenging a master of the fifth level of martial arts.

The weak man defeated the bearded man before, but the challenge of crossing two levels like this is still very surprising and attracted everyone's attention.

Ling Ye didn't mean to stop it, the rules are like this, as long as both parties agree, no one can stop it.

Everyone thought that the weak man was trying to die, but the ending was beyond everyone's expectations.

The two fought for a little longer, but in the end it was the weak man who walked out first.

The weak man's complexion was pale without a trace of blood, and his body was stained with blood. He looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were very excited.

That five-level martial artist came out from behind the weak man's ass, and his face was ugly. He actually lost to the weak man whose strength was two levels lower than his own.

It can be seen that the weak man has paid a lot for this battle. After he came out, he went directly to the corner and sat cross-legged to adjust his breath.

According to regulations, other people are not allowed to challenge him.

(End of this chapter)