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() The second round of competition ended, and Ye Feng contacted Chen Dong to inquire about the situation at the villa.

Knowing that everything was fine, Ye Feng was relieved, and stayed in the underground base that night, hurrying up to practice.

As the competition progressed, the strength gap between the players continued to narrow, and many warriors showed off their bottom-of-the-box stunts.Ye Feng gained a lot today.

After clearing the customs and watching the battles of popular players, Ye Feng realized that even with the two aces of mental power induction and physical enhancement, whether he can enter the semi-finals is a problem.

A warrior like Hua Manyue, whose cultivation base has reached the peak of dark energy, has mastered a variety of exquisite martial arts, has extremely rich combat experience, and his fighting instinct and martial arts talent are both first-class genius qualifications, which he has seen almost once. Moves can think of the method of cracking.It is equivalent to the invincible existence among dark warriors.

Ye Feng realizes that his only hope for victory is "muscle copying" - only by mastering more unique skills of different genres can he achieve the surprising effect of victory.

Just like in the first match against Hoth, Ye Feng was stronger than Hoth, but by virtue of Chen Dong, Chen Yun, and Chen Yong's completely different styles of moves, he won the victory by surprise.

It doesn't take a lot, just one trick.The essence of many boxing techniques is only one or two strokes, similar to the nirvana in the game, if you don't use it, it's enough, once you use it, the winner will be determined.What Ye Feng has to do is to learn as much as possible the unique moves of other warriors he has copied in a short period of time, so as to enhance his own martial arts.

In addition, it is to come up with a solution to the unique moves of other players to expand the advantage in the battle.

The interval between breaks passed quickly, and the third round came.

The remaining 16 will determine the list of eight finalists.

"Number 11, Murong Feng."

"Number 12, Qiu Qian."

Unfortunately, Ye Feng actually got the sixth player on the evaluation list this time, Qiu Qian.

This is also the first time Ye Feng has fought against a martial artist who uses sword martial arts... To be honest, Ye Feng was a little nervous when he saw the steel knife gleaming in the opponent's hand and the cold murderous aura.Recalling the scene yesterday when Qiu Qian chopped off his opponent's arm without changing his face, Ye Feng felt a little chill.

This Qiu Qian looked like he had killed someone before. Ye Feng, a beginner in martial arts, could not compete with such a murderous aura.Fortunately, Ye Feng's mental strength is different from ordinary people. Although Qiu Qian's murderous aura has affected him, the effect is greatly reduced.

"Fuck, I'm afraid, you think you will be afraid of you if you pretend to be cool with a knife, but it's scary to be cruel!" Ye Feng kept cheering himself up, but he still put on the armor and armor honestly. Fighting gloves.

Although the flexibility is slightly affected, at least there is something to resist the opponent's sharp blade.

Before the game started, there were whispers from the audience who were not optimistic about Ye Feng.

"Hey, this can head actually met Qiu Qian, the sharp knife hand... I really wish that Qiu Qian could split the can on the head of the can with a single knife, so that everyone can see how ugly he looks like?" Such a gloating Needless to say, it must be the person who put money on Ye Feng's opponent before.

"Oops, Qiu Qian and Murong Feng are both players I'm optimistic about. Which one is better? Although Qiu Qian is more popular, he is mysterious and mysterious. Maybe there will be unexpected performances... Yes, both sides Betting 300 million each, I'm so smart, haha." This is the middle school.

"Brother Tian, ​​do we still want to put the money on Senior Brother Ye?"

"Yes, of course, you have to support your own people. Uh, but by the way, you secretly bet 5 yuan on Qiu Qian, and the money still has to be earned..." This is Ye Feng's unscrupulous gang Fellow.

"Tch, you idiots, waiting to lose money, brother, I am the one with the halo of the protagonist." Ye Feng thought while complaining.He still bought himself to win without hesitation, betting... 2000 million.

What?Are you wondering where Ye Feng got so much money?Have you forgotten that Madman Ye is the chairman of a certain company? He still has 500 million private money.

The first round of betting of several million became more than 1000 million, and the second round became more than 2000 million.In this third round, the odds are higher than before. If Ye Feng wins, the 2000 million will become 5000 million.

It can be seen how much the officials and audience are not optimistic about Murong Feng.

The game started.

"Qiu Qian, you have no family, no sect, which hand do you want to keep?" The referee gave an order, and Qiu Qian pointed his sword directly at Ye Feng, and said coldly.He guessed that at the moment he felt good about himself, that he was so cool.

"Cai Lifo, Murong Feng. Those whose surname is Qiu, you must have had many enemies in your previous life, or if your surname is not so much, you look as if others owe you millions." Ye Feng was not afraid of aggressive tactics or anything, and laughed. Tucao Road.

"You're looking for death!" Qiu Qian's face turned cold, and he charged at Ye Feng with a horizontal knife.

As soon as they met each other, Qiu Qian resorted to a move called Yangtze River Folding Waves, and slashed five times in quick succession. One knife was faster than the other, and each knife was fiercer than the other. The knife slashed at Ye Feng's vitals.

This move of the Yangtze River Folding Waves is a knife technique honed by Qiu Qian from the waves. There are three folds, five folds, seven folds, and nine folds. , it can be said that one trick can be used as countless tricks.The changeability is extremely strong, so that opponents often fail to estimate the changes in his moves and get tricked.

Qiu Qian's saber technique doesn't have too complicated moves, it closely follows the profound meaning of the saber technique, that is, fast, one slash after another continuously, slow and fast, making it difficult for people to keep up with his rhythm and lose.

When martial arts has reached a certain level, it is necessary to return to the basics. Qiu Qian's sword technique is such a level. His moves are all honed by fighting against a large number of martial arts masters. The redundant parts are removed. The sole purpose of all moves is to kill the opponent. .

In Qiu Qian's philosophy, the essence of martial arts is the art of killing, and the pinnacle of martial arts is to kill opponents in the most effective way.

Facing Qiu Qian's swordsmanship that was like a storm when he came up, Ye Feng kept retreating and walked around at the pace of gossip.

To be honest, Ye Feng was instinctively afraid of the sword, and he didn't dare to use his body to resist and enter the light of the sword - although in fact, the armor and gloves on his body could completely resist the slashing of the sword.That's what they were designed to do.

With scruples, Ye Feng's defense became weak, and soon Qiu Qian caught a flaw and slashed at his neck.

"Nima!"

Ye Feng felt a chill in his neck, as if he wanted to cut off his head with a knife, and the pores all over his body exploded instantly, and instinctively used the Xingyi Fist's knuckles to knock on the side of Qiu Qian's knife, and bounced it away.At the same time, he made a backhand with the other hand, and attacked Qiu Qian's crotch with a trick of monkey stealing peaches.

Qiu Qian took a step back to avoid Ye Feng's sneak attack.With a turn of the blade, it slashed at Ye Feng's arm that was stealing peaches.

Feeling the dangerous chill on Ye Feng's arm, he subconsciously withdrew his arm and turned his arm. The armor on the back of his forearm blocked Qiu Qian's strike.Suddenly, sparks flew.

Ye Feng, who was forced into a dangerous situation, put aside his worries in desperation and fought back according to the instinct of a warrior.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Qiu Qian's sword was not as scary as he had imagined. The armor firmly fulfilled their duties and firmly blocked Qiu Qian's attack.Ye Feng suddenly felt determined, and he no longer had any worries to use his full strength.

In the back, he simply closed his eyes and only relied on his mental strength to capture the opponent's movements. Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, and Zuiquan were performed at will, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Qiu Qian's pressure suddenly increased.

"Hiss~ Unexpectedly, Murong Feng actually grasped the profound meaning of Qi induction!" Under the ring, an old man who had been watching the match between the two suddenly exclaimed.

"Grandpa, what is Qi induction?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl asked next to the old man.It was Ding Ning. She didn't want to miss the opportunity to witness the competition of martial artists from various sects, and she also had a heart for Ye Feng, the one who defeated her, so she naturally paid attention to his competition.To be honest, although Ding Ning hated that canned head in the ring, he didn't want him to lose. After all, he won the promotion, so how could he lose so easily?

It is common for a loser to shift the expectation of victory onto the opponent who beat him.

"Haha, it's complicated... In short, this Murong Feng might win." The old man explained to Ding Ning.

"Then what is Murong Feng's chance of winning?" Ding Ning asked with the momentum to break the casserole.

The old man shook his head lightly, and said seriously: "It's hard to say, Qiu Qian's sword is fast, and Murong Feng's reaction is fast, so we have to see who is faster."

While the two were talking, the situation on the court reversed again.Qiu Qian quickly adapted to Ye Feng's style of play. When the sword's posture changed, he actually managed to break Ye Feng's ever-changing moves with a constant response. He slashed violently, as fast as a spinning fan.

Swordsmen, the best defense is offense.

Faster, stronger knives!

The second type of Qiu Qian's saber technique, violent storm!

If the waves of the Yangtze River were continuous before, Qiu Qian's sword at this moment can be described as dense as rain, the blade is so fast that it almost disappears from the naked eye, leaving only a faint afterimage.Every block by Ye Feng will make his sword move faster, and the seemingly simple and rough slashing contains a very ingenious method of leveraging strength.

Ye Feng quickly realized this situation, and his arm shook violently, using a spiral force.

when!

The knife that Qiu Qian slashed at his shoulder was bounced away, and the next knife did not speed up, but weakened a little.

"Hey, isn't this the spiral strength of my Ding family?" The old man beside Ding Ning opened his mouth in surprise when he saw this scene.

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