King of Gods

The moment that sounded, it marked the official start of the Clan martial contest.

The whole audience is quiet.

“The first round, the group stage! All participants are divided into ten groups, distributed to ten than martial stage, and now start grouping …”

Under the arrangement of Clan, many outer children were assigned to each and everyone than martial stage.

“No. 188, No. XNUMX is better than the martial stage!”

Hearing this voice, Zhao Feng was arranged to arrived No. XNUMX than the martial stage.

The rule of the competition is that each competition has more than fifty people in the martial stage, and the top ten are selected for promotion to the next round.

For example, Zhao Feng’s No. 52 martial stage has XNUMX people.

Zhao Feng’s left eye, passing ten groups in the audience, found that Clan’s distribution to each group was regular.

The most obvious point is that the top ten children in the outer rank are evenly divided into ten groups.

For example, Zhao Yue is assigned to the first group.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei were assigned to the second group and third group …

By doing so, you avoid children who are too strong to meet too early.

“Each group is evenly distributed, which can ensure that each group advances to the top ten without much luck.”

Zhao Feng secretly nodded.

Next, Zhao Feng started to pay attention to some strong children in this group.

In the seventh group, the strongest strength is the “Zhao Chengang” of the ranked seventh of the outer children.

Zhao Chengang figure is slender and straight, the aura of Martial Path Third Layer Peak, which makes some nearby children afraid.

To be included in the top ten of the outer children, there must be something special.

What surprised Zhao Feng the most was that in the seventh group, he also encountered an acquaintance.

It was a charming and beautiful girl in a snow robe, whose silhouette seemed so familiar.

“Brother Feng.”

Zhao Xue smiled strongly and looked at a glance with Zhao Feng, without saying much.

Zhao Feng only responded with nodded.

“Xiao Xue! Don’t worry, I was instructed by Brother Jian just now, I will definitely repair Zhao Feng, it is better to hurt him, I can’t get a good ranking.”

“Zhao Chengang”, the group’s number one, walked in front of Zhao Xue and smiled in a low voice.

“you……”

Zhao Xue had his eyes fixed on what he wanted to say, but stopped talking.

For some reason, she was driven by an instinct and didn’t want to see Zhao Feng get a too good ranking …

At this point, the distribution of the matches for each group began.

“13 to 65!”

“48 to 355!”

“179 to 24!”

……

Every group on the field sounded the announcement of referee Martial Artist.

The first few rounds of the game were all quickly divided.

Referees are all Clan’s Martial Artists, with rich experience and old-fashioned eyes, and can quickly give judgments on obvious pros and cons.

For example, the first “Zhao Chengang” in this group, it will shock the opponent in one move, there is no suspense at all.

“188 to 24!”

Zhao Feng finally made his appearance.

Teng!

He figure jumped slightly and fell to the martial stage.

On the 24th, it was a youngster of the Martial Path Second Layer. The figure was slightly fat. When I found the cultivation base of the Zhao Feng Martial Path Third Layer, I suddenly felt a little fear.

“Hurricane palm!”

Slightly fat youngster gritted his teeth, condensed whole body blood, rushed forward.

He exhibits a Middle Rank Martial Art, using the rapid momentum as the main point.

“Flaming Strong Fist!”

Zhao Feng casually punched up.

At that moment when he punched, the number seven surpassed the referee on the martial stage, revealing a slight surprising colour.

Because Zhao Feng is a basic Fist Technique!

boom!

The palms were staggered, and the slightly fat youngster grunt slammed, and Zhao Feng was boxed off, and figured a slap, planted a heel, and rolled to the ground.

“188 wins!”

referee slightly startled, and judgment will be given soon.

Zhao Feng’s played for the first time and won so easily.

Because his opponent is not strong, it is not too noticeable.

“Hmph! This kid really dares to grow up and use the basic Fist Technique!”

Some children watching the battle, sneaked.

“188 to 66!

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

In the group stage, there is a rule. If you lose a total of ten games, you will be eliminated. Because in the group stage, only ten people are selected.

If they can win XNUMX games in a row, they can immediately advance to the next round and leave the group stage.

Zhao Feng’s second game is a horse face youngster of Martial Path Second Layer Peak.

“Flaming Strong Fist!”

Zhao Feng’s fist does n’t even need to think, like a fish swimming through deep-sea corals, accurately hitting the key points of the opponent.

Bang!

The horse face youngster grunt, was knocked to the ground by Zhao Feng.

“It’s the basic Fist Technique again!”

There are some Clan children on the field.

referee Martial Artist, slightly wrong, expressionless: “No. 188 wins!”

This already was Zhao Feng’s second win.

His performance caught the attention of some Zhao Clan children.

However, in the next two contests, Zhao Feng won with the basic Fist Technique.

Four consecutive victories!

“This kid is so crazy, he thought that with the basic Fist Technique, he would be invincible?”

“Hmph! His opponent is not very strong. It will not be so easy when he encounters the same level of opponent!”

Some children in the audience scoffed at Zhao Feng’s performance.

“188 to 47!”

Finally, in the fifth round, Zhao Feng’s opponent, a child of Martial Path Third Layer, ranked in the top five in the group.

“Zhao Kui! Take that kid down!”

Someone shouted better than the martial stage.

There are many people below already, and they are dissatisfied with Zhao Feng.

“Boy, that’s it.”

Zhao Kui’s tall body, standing in front, has a strong strength of blood and strength, condensed in the limb muscles.

He was just one stop ahead, and he could put a lot of pressure on the children of other Martial Path Second Layers.

There are only more than sixty of Martial Path Third Layer’s children in the competition.

Therefore, every child of Martial Path Third Layer, in this group, is considered an expert.

“Take out your ability.”

Zhao Feng smiled indifferently, the ordinary Martial Path Third Layer, he has not looked at it yet.

“Ha Ha Ha … you have the ability to use the basic Fist Technique again.”

Zhao Kui laughed long, figure was like a lion, carrying a dreary wind, and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

“The Lion King is angry!”

Zhao Kui’s whole body was qi and blood, condensed and burst into the body weight, and formed a terrifying assault on Zhao Feng.

Even the Martial Path Third Layer Peak expert would not dare to collide with such powerful forces.

“Hehe, yes! Receive my one move-Flaming Strong Fist!”

Zhao Feng figure flashes, even voluntarily met Zhao Kui, and even lowered his body.

Flaming Strong Fist again?

Some children off the court almost did not faint.

call!

Zhao Feng threw a punch, as if accompanied by a fierce flame, collided with Zhao Kui’s body, fiercely.

Confused

A dull and loud sound blew louder than the martial stage on the seventh.

Immediately, a howl came.

Pit!

Zhao Kui’s huge tiger-like body lay on the ground and his teeth were broken.

What!

The children were shocked.

“No. 188, Zhao Feng wins!”

referee Martial Artist, when giving the verdict, it was a bit weird.

It’s the basic Fist Technique again!

Five consecutive victories!

This is undoubtedly fiercely fanned the faces of some Clan children.

“Basic Fist Technique … how is this possible …”

Zhao Kui faced Tieqing and stepped down.

After defeating Zhao Kui, Zhao Feng’s next test was easier.

Five in a row … six in a row … seven in a row …

arrived Later, some opponent below Martial Path Third Layer, after seeing him, simply gave up.

On the XNUMXth martial stage, there was the same winning streak, and only the group ranked “Zhao Chengang”.

“It turned out that this kid cultivated the basic Fist Technique to arrive at the crucial moment. No wonder it is so powerful. This must be the result of cultivate the basic Fist Technique. Hum, when you meet me, let you taste the power of High Rank Martial Art … … “

Zhao Chengang sneered secretly.

So far, Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang, which are called the “Double Heroes” of the seventh martial stage, have maintained a record of winning streak.

Seven consecutive victories … eight consecutive victories … nine consecutive victories … ten consecutive victories …

“You say Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang, which one is better.”

“It should be Zhao Chengang odds of success, but Zhao Feng is not weak, obviously a dark horse.”

Clan children near the martial stage, discuss spiritedly.

Like the other groups, they all have one of the most expert, galloping invincible all the way.

For example, Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, strength is arrogant to the entire group, and all the way to opponent is to abstain.

Especially Zhao Yijian, the performance of too too terrifying, with a sword, it may hurt lives, and his opponent basically abstained.

There is only the seventh group, the situation of “double heroes”.

Many people on the field are looking forward to the encounter between Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang.

In the twelfth game of Zhao Feng’s, he met an arrived acquaintance.

That’s Zhao Xue!

It’s an awkward opponent.

“Xiaoxue, give up.”

Zhao Feng was calm.

Zhao Xue just barely reached the second layer Peak, it could never be his opponent.

At this time, even Zhao Yijian of No. XNUMX martial stage was watching the situation here.

“Admit defeat? I won’t!”

Zhao Xue clenches the teeth, Jiao Qiao’s beautiful face, there was a hint of stubbornness.

She did not allow herself to give up to Zhao Feng like this.

At the time, in Green Leaf Town, Zhao Xue had always worshipped and admired Zhao Feng, thinking that he was the best youngster in town.

However, since enters into the Sun Feather City Zhao Clan, she discovered that Green Leaf Town is so small …

As a vulnerable woman, in a strange and cruel environment, she resolutely made a choice to climb the top three Zhao Yijian in the outer ranks.

Although Zhao Feng never accepted her, Zhao Xue refused to give in to her choice.

“Ok!”

Zhao Feng helplessly shook the head.

“Floating Hand!”

Zhao Xue gave a coquettish sound, the slender figure resembled a light breeze, merging into the continuous palm, pointing directly at Zhao Feng’s temple.

“Windwinder” is a set of middle level peak’s martial art, suitable for women cultivate, good at Rou Kegang.

On the level of cultivation technique, “Windwinder” and Zhao Feng’s “Angry Dragon Fist” are equivalent to, but the latter can be restrained as well as “Flaming Strong Fist” in a stiff style.

“Flaming Strong Fist!”

Zhao Feng was unmoved, with a simple base punch, not slow, not fast.

Pop!

One punch and one palm, overlapping.

Immediately, I saw Zhao Xue tenderly snorted, his body was unstable, and he was about to fall.

Oh!

Zhao Feng sighed slightly and reached out to help Zhao Xue.

After all … the other was a child of a similar race who grew up together, and he was a bit intolerant.

“Point the wind!”

Unexpectedly, that moment when Zhao Xue was held by him, cold glow flashes in his eyes, a sharp scream of jade fingers streaks, pointed directly at Zhao Feng’s chest.

The sudden change of this scene surprised many Clan children on the field.

That referee Martial Artist is also one of those 愣.

With such a close distance, Zhao Feng reached out and helped Zhao Xue, almost unable to dodge.

“hmph! ”

Zhao Feng felt a little anger on his face, a powerful blood flow emerged on his body, his arms and body shook, and Zhao Xue flew out.

thump!

Zhao Xue screamed, spit out blood, flew out of the martial stage, fell a confused, and groaned endlessly.

“No. 188 Zhao Feng won.”

referee Martial Artist’s indifferent verdict, meanwhile disdainful glance at Zhao Xue a glance.

Obviously, Zhao Xue’s performance just made the referee shameless.

“Sher!”

On the XNUMXnd, Zhao Yijian of the martial stage, cried out in surprise, flew over.

Zhao Feng walked down indifferently than the martial stage. He never expected that Zhao Xue would still attack himself in that situation.

“Boy … let’s go and see! When you meet me, you know what shame is.”

Zhao Yijian’s eyes were full of cold light.

“I am also looking forward to it.”

Zhao Feng turned away and never saw Zhao Xue a glance again.

He also faintly heard Zhao Xue’s voice: “Sword Brother, you must avenge me …”

After defeating Zhao Xue, Zhao Feng won twelve consecutive victories.

Twelve consecutive victories … Thirteen consecutive victories … Fourteen consecutive victories!

Zhao Feng’s record, a little improvement.

Seeing this trend, he set up a basic Fist Technique, and would like to sweep the No. XNUMX than the martial stage.

The entire No. XNUMX was better than the martial stage, and only the group ranked “Zhao Chengang”, with his record equivalent to.

“There are six games left, and I can qualify for the next round.”

Zhao Feng appeared calm and calm throughout the game.

however.

In the fifteenth round of the game, Zhao Feng met “Zhao Chengang”, who ranked first in the arrived group.

The situation where the “double march” of the martial stage on the XNUMXth finally pushed to a climax!

“Finally met!”

The children of Zhao Clan in the seventh group, like a heavy burden, have grown a sigh of relief, showing their excitement.

Even some contestants in other groups are looking forward to this urgently and anticipatingly.

Interesting !

On the seventh, the referee of the martial stage showed a smile.

“Boy, I finally met you. With the ability, you can continue to use the basic Fist Technique.”

Zhao Chengang licked his tongue, and there was a hint of playful smile in his eyes.

On strength, Zhao Chengang ranks in the top ten of outer children, and he studies High Rank Martial Art, which is three levels higher than the basic Fist Technique.

If Zhao Feng dare to use the basic Fist Technique, it is tantamount to asking for shame!

At this point, the eyes of many Zhao Clan members on the field were attracted by this side.

“Why not? I continue to use the basic Fist Technique.”

Zhao Feng is not salty.

What! Still use basic Fist Technique?

The uproar on the field was accompanied by more shock and air-conditioning.

“Did this guy take the wrong medicine!”

“It’s too crazy! He really thought that with the basic Fist Technique, he could swept the group stage?”

……

“Also … still using basic Fist Technique?”

Referee face fiercely jerked.

Even from the perspective of referee, he felt that Zhao Feng was too big!

Zhao Chengang as an opponent, the smile on his face suddenly freezes, as if slapped by fiercely …