MTL - King of Gods-Chapter 22 Birth of dark horse

call!

Zhao Feng took a sigh of relief and sat down under the martial arts. While surrounded by many Zhao people, when he looked at him, he was obviously jealous and fearful.

In the group match, Zhao Feng is a dark horse, a strong rise, with a set of basic boxing methods, galloping, no rival.

Zhao Chengang, who ranked seventh in the outer layer, lost to him.

In the 20th consecutive game, Zhao Feng has left the group stage and does not need to continue the test.

"I don't know how the other groups are doing."

Zhao Feng’s eyes swept to other groups.

In the qualifiers, the entire venue was divided into ten groups, each with a top-notch outer strength.

In addition to Zhao Feng, other groups also won 20 games in a row, out of the group stage.

The fastest of these is Zhao Yijian of the second group.

Zhao Yijian's sword speed is amazing, his eyes can only capture a cold-flowing sword light, the opponent has not responded, and the sword tip is on the throat.

On the promotion speed, Zhao Yijian is faster than Zhao Yue, the number one.

"On the outer Wuhui meeting, only the top three Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei can pose a threat to me."

Zhao Feng did not observe the sound.

Zhao Yue, the number one, is older and is seventeen years old. He is well-developed, with more physical strength and deeper roots than everyone else.

"Fighting the wind!"

A martial arts triple child, a fist in the middle of Zhao Yue, the latter is like a mountain, the skin is hard as iron, unscathed.

what!

The Zhao’s younger brother of the martial arts, who was pale, had a sweaty forehead on his forehead.

Strong defense!

Zhao Feng’s heart was slightly shocked.

The martial arts triple hit with a full force, actually did not hurt Zhao Yue points.

It is conceivable that Zhao Yue must have cultivated the defensive martial arts of strong body refining, and made his own defensive and anti-strike ability far superior to the same level.

At least, under normal circumstances, Zhao Feng could not use the body to fight the martial arts three times without being injured.

If Zhao Yijian is characterized by fast and strong attacks, then Zhao Yue is just the opposite. He is very stable and is known for his defense.

Followed by the third-ranked Zhao Yufei, light and smart, clear and beautiful, the practice of soft and soft mergers, often understatement, defeat the enemy, but also give people a beautiful and moving beauty.

She has a purple skirt, long eyelashes, skin like jade, and shadows like dreams. On the stage, it is so eye-catching.

Watching Zhao Yufei’s battle has a pleasing feeling.

"Who is she? At a young age, she has the strength of the paramilitary."

Even some of the inner-aged children were attracted by Zhao Yufei.

"Really beautiful, temperament is good, talent is so high, such a beautiful genius, even if you enter the inner layer, will be dazzling, I am afraid there is no share."

"She is still young, and after two years, she might be able to compete with the first beauty of Yueyang City, 'Autumn Dream Rain.'"

......

To a certain extent, Zhao Yufei's attention is even higher than Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, who ranked first and second.

This is mainly due to her beauty and talent.

Not a while, ten group matches, one after another to kill a winning streak of 20 games.

The first group Zhao Yue, the second group Zhao Yijian, the third group Zhao Yufei, the fourth group Zhao Gan, the fifth group Zhao Guang...

These lists are almost the sort of the top ten of the outer layer.

However, the only thing that has the difference is the seventh group.

Zhao Feng was killed as a black horse, replacing Zhao Chengang's seventh place.

In addition to these ten people, few people have won twenty games in the field since then.

The group stage is still going on, and each group selects the top ten, which is determined by the number of winning games.

In just one day, the group match was tested and 100 people were screened.

These 100 people are all elites in the outer layer.

However, to participate in the finals of the Family Wushu, compete with the inner-level children, the outer children only choose the top 50.

On the second day, a hundred senior children were reunited in Tianwuchang.

After a rest, Zhao Feng was full of energy.

He found that through the comparison of such occasions, there is a certain promotion for his own cultivation.

"Today will enter the second stage, ranking competition! One hundred of you are the elites of the outer children, but today's game, you must eliminate half, choose 50 people to participate in the Wushu championship. Next is the rules of the game ......"

The loud voice rang through the entire Tianwuchang.

One hundred people who participated in the rankings held their breath and listened carefully to the rules of the game.

The rankings are based on the points system. Each person’s initial points is 1, and each wins a game, adding one point, losing one game and deducting one point.

In the end, the number of points will be ranked, and the top 50 will be selected to compete with the inner children.

"Game start!"

The voice of the host fell, and on ten scales, the referee began to announce the match number.

"144 to 26!"

"No. 73 to No. 429!"

Ten contests, regardless of the group, compete at the same time.

For each contest, the first round of the contest ended, and the next round started immediately, with extremely high efficiency.

Often encounter strong opponents, many people choose to abstain.

For example, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, the top children who cannot be shaken, their opponents give up directly. It is better to save energy and cope with the next round.

"188 to 169!"

Finally, it was the turn of Zhao Feng.

His opponent is a black-faced teenager with a double peak in martial arts.

"I give up!"

The black-faced boy looked at Zhao Feng and shuddered and immediately abstained.

Zhao Feng could not help but wrong.

It turned out that this black-faced boy was in the seventh group with Zhao Feng in the qualifiers, but he did not fight, but he witnessed Zhao Feng's basic boxing method and dominated the whole process of the group.

In this way, Zhao Feng relaxed and relaxed, got the first point of the ranking game, his points increased from 1 to 2.

The efficiency of the test is very high, even if there is a fight, the referee can also have the right to give the outcome.

After a while, it was the turn of Zhao Feng to play for the second time.

This time, his opponent is a pretty girl who is still a good-looking girl.

"Your strength is very strong. I have seen your test before, but I will never lose."

The plain clothes girl bit her lip.

In the face of this weak woman's opponent, the average person will be soft and put a little water.

"Yan Gangquan!"

The unpretentious basic boxing method, whistling like a fire group, the Suyi girl was shaken back five or six meters and fell to the ground.

A trick to win, simply help!

Zhao Feng doesn't want to waste time, his opponent's strength is too weak, and he can't promote himself.

I lost!

The Suyi girl was somewhat lost and left.

"Cut! Bullying a weak woman, what a great deal!"

"When I play, I must avenge my sweet girl!"

Zhao Feng’s performance caused some teenagers’ dissatisfaction.

"No. 188 wins!"

The referee looked at Zhao Feng with a slight appreciation.

The next test is carried out in an orderly manner.

Zhao Feng’s points are constantly accumulating.

"Abstain!"

"I give up!"

"Yan Gangquan!"

Zhao Feng’s opponents mostly confessed to losing. Only a very small number of people “recalcited” and naturally lost on the spot.

"The strength of this kid is probably at the level of the paramilitary."

As the battle continues, more and more people realize his strength.

In his spare time, Zhao Feng did not forget to pay attention to the comparison of Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian.

Some moment.

On the 3rd, a battle on the platform was brought to the attention of everyone.

"Look! Zhao Yijian is against Zhao!"

Many people exclaimed and attracted many eyes.

Zhao Feng looked at it and saw Zhao Yijian and Zhao Gan, who had already met.

The second and fourth children in the outer rankings are naturally eye-catching.

Both of them are in the top five, and the difference in strength is not too much.

"The tenth change of the snake!"

Zhao Gan sipped a cold, like a yin snake, circling and moving on the ground, extremely flexible, and even repeatedly evaded Zhao Yijian's several attacks, and constantly bullying and stalking.

Zhao Feng was slightly moved, and he did not see it for a month. Zhao Qian’s strength has increased so much. He has cultivated the "Thirteen Changes of the Viper" to the tenth change and reached the level of the standard warrior.

At this time, the strength of Zhao Gan can be compared with the "Xin Fei" in the Hengyun Tianlin.

"Your progress is not small, but it is always my defeat."

Zhao Yijian looked cold and proud, and the sword in his hand flashed, swaying a cold spell Jianguang, the speed is fast to the extreme.

Some of the Zhao people who were on the sidelines felt an inexplicable chill.

"Advanced martial arts "Cold Flow Sword"! This is a very advanced martial art that is extremely difficult to cultivate. It is very difficult to cope with speed and strength!"

Some people whispered.

I saw the sword light dancing in the hands of Zhao Yijian. The more and more Sen cold, the silky cold track, like the cold wind in the winter.

Zhao Qiang reluctantly escaped a few swords, but it was dangerous, and he left a blood mark on his body.

In the senses, a chilly sword wind shrouded his body and mind as if the shadows were not scattered.

"Zhao Yijian wins!"

The referee's eyes were old and hot, and immediately stopped, and Zhao Yijian won.

At this time, Zhao Gan’s back was soaked in cold sweat and looked at Zhao Yijian incredulously: “How did he do it...”

Less than ten strokes before and after, Zhao Yijian defeated Zhao Gan.

"The strength of Zhao Yijian has become so strong!"

Some of the children of the Zhao family were horrified.

In the past, Zhao Yijian and Zhao Gan did not have to hand over.

But at that time, Zhao Yijian wanted to beat Zhao Qian, and there were dozens of tricks, and many hundreds of moves were possible.

"The strength of Zhao Yijian, I am afraid I can be longer and shorter with Zhao Yue."

Some people speculate on the analysis.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue, one is good at attacking and one is good at defense.

If these two people meet, what will be the result?

Many people are secretly looking forward to...

The test is carried out in an orderly manner.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue became popular candidates for the “outer layer first”.

Secondly, Zhao Yufei is very popular and has not lost.

Zhao Feng silently pays attention to all this, and his look is as calm as ever.

When the points accumulated to forty-five points, Zhao Feng did not lose.

Just then, he met a strong opponent.

That is Zhao Guang, who is ranked fifth in the outer world. His ranking is second only to Zhao Gan.

Zhao Guang also accumulated to forty points, but lost to Zhao Yue.

"Oh, kid! Meet me, your winning streak, stop here."

Zhao Guang’s face is bright and smiling.

Many people in the field, gloating to Zhao Feng.

Ranked fifth, this is the strongest opponent Zhao Feng has encountered so far.

"Your strength is just barely entering the threshold of the paramilitary."

Zhao Feng is not salty and not light.

"Yes? Then I have to teach you what else you have in addition to the basic boxing method."

Zhao Guang’s eyes flashed a trace of cold mans.

Hey!

As soon as the voice fell, he swayed and flashed to the side of Zhao Feng.

Its shape is like a ghost, and many people in the field are even more flowers.

"Fast speed!"

"In the top five, the light speed of Zhao Guang and Zhao Yufei is the highest."

Zhao Guang’s body speed is praiseworthy.

Specific speed?

Zhao Feng’s mouth twitched.

Snoring!

Zhao Guangyi squats in the "Zhao Feng", but the target figure is under the eyes, disappearing out of thin air!

As if his palm, Zhao Feng became a vacuum.

not good……

Zhao Guang is not good.

Hey!

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, and many Zhao people were dumbfounded.

The person who responded quickly, staring behind Zhao Guang.

Angry Dragon Fist!

Zhao Guang felt that a strong wind came from behind, and his heart was in utter disappointment.

Hey!

Zhao Guang subconsciously retaliated, barely caught Zhao Feng's "Ranger Dragon", and felt a burst of power like the raging waves.

嘭——

Zhao Guang was a shackle, and was shaken back a few meters away, almost falling.

"What kind of martial arts he cultivated, speed and speed, faster than me!"

Zhao Guang’s heart burst into a storm.