The opponents of this martial arts tournament were randomly selected by the computer.
There are two dueling parties displayed on the computer, whoever is drawn is the winner.
The two sides that have been drawn will face each other. There is no room for talking.
And random sampling, there is nothing to do, everything depends on one's luck, maybe it is a small master who meets a god like the leader of GOD.
It may also be the first match, where Wang Chao will face the GOD leader or Ba Liming.
In the face of fair random sampling, no one can play tricks, everything can only depend on luck or strength.
But even if the low hand draws the high hand, it is not certain death. After sampling, abstentions may also be made. And after abstaining, there is still a chance to participate in the contest.
Everyone has three chances to abstain.
Regarding the rules of this Martial Arts Conference, it is very fair. Everything is transparent, and the drawn parties can also discuss with each other when they are on the field, and then jointly propose how to fight.
The huge screen on the wall is flickering, grotesque. After flashing for a full thirty minutes, two names appeared.
Japan, Beichen Temple.
Hongmen, China, Zhu Hongzhi.
These two names are first in Chinese, followed by English, Japanese, Korean, Arabic, Russian, German, etc. dozens of languages, so everyone present can understand who is randomly selected by the computer. to whom.
"Zhu Hongzhi also signed up for the competition?" Just when the name Zhu Hongzhi appeared, many people were surprised. Many people did not expect that Zhu Hongzhi also signed up for this martial arts conference.
You must know that participating in the Martial Arts Conference is very dangerous, because no one knows who they will draw. Maybe, they will draw Wang Chao, and they will also draw vicious gods like GOD leaders. Then die.
Although Zhu Hongzhi, the big brother of Hongmen, has a great reputation, he has not fought with others for twenty years. Everyone knows that he is old. So many people thought that he was just here to lead the team to watch, but they didn't expect that this old bone would actually go berserk.
Signing up at his age is almost equivalent to leaving his life on the stage of life, completely disregarding life and death. What kind of courage is this
On the field...
The drawn Beichen An, a martial artist of the Japanese Beichen One-Sword Style, walked down the center of the field first.
At the same time, Zhu Hongzhi, who was dressed in a black coat, black cloth shoes with layered soles, and his face was slightly slack, but energetic and sharp-eyed, also walked to the center of the field step by step.
The two stopped at a distance of more than ten meters, and looked at each other. At the same time, the gazes of tens of thousands of eyes were projected on these two people.
The two are already the focus of all the masters in the world, and they are truly the focus of attention.
"Mr. Zhu, you are over seventy years old. Why do you still come to participate in this Martial Arts Conference? I am only forty years old now. In terms of age and physical strength, you are inferior to me. And my Beichen Temple The actual combat experience is not less than yours. Aren't you afraid of death? Now that you admit defeat, there is still time to quit."
Beichenan looked at Zhu Hongzhi and said softly.
It turns out that the rules of this Martial Arts Conference are like this, if two people from both sides are drawn, they can abstain from voting and admit defeat before making a move.
Everyone has three chances to abstain from voting.
For example, now that Zhu Hongzhi has drawn Beichen, if he is not an opponent, he can abstain and concede defeat. If he draws a strong opponent again in the next round, he can also abstain. It wasn't until after three abstentions that it was considered a real loss, and it was no longer eligible to participate in the martial arts competition, which was tantamount to being eliminated.
But if you really start to fight, you can't abstain, you can only be beaten to death, or your opponent will leave you alive after being beaten and disabled.
In this martial arts conference, there are no referees, and disability is not prohibited. No armor of any kind either. It is really because of this that the domestic broadcast is not broadcast, and domestic reporters are not allowed to film and report on the spot.
"Mr. Beichen, this martial arts conference is a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity, a stage where life blooms. We martial arts practitioners are so lucky to have this opportunity? Even if we leave our lives here It's worth it. Don't you think so?"
Zhu Hongzhi looked at Beichenan with a wise look.
"Leaving aside the grievances and grievances in our martial arts world, you are a senior worthy of respect." Bei Chenan said with a solemn expression: "Let's compete in martial arts, is it a competition of weapons, or a competition of fists and feet?"
In this Martial Arts Conference, the two sides that are drawn can put forward suggestions for comparing weapons. If one party disagrees with the comparison of weapons, then use the computer to draw again between the weapons, fists and feet.
The weapons of this martial arts conference are limited to guns and shells, but not to bows and crossbows. The rest of the spears, iron rods, knives, swords, shields, everything can be used.
"Fist and kick. Of course, you belong to the Beichen Yidao School. You are good at using knives. If you use knives, I will accompany you." Zhu Hongzhi spoke casually.
"Then let's compete with fists and kicks first. If there is no difference between fists and kicks, then let's compete with swords." Bei Chenan also smiled, "However, before we do it, I have something, let Mr. Zhu have a look first."
"What?" Zhu Hongzhi asked.
"It's four words. If someone loses this time, how about hanging these four words on the wall of his house?"
Beichenan took out a scroll from his clothes. Gently unfolding it, it turned out to be four characters, four Chinese and Japanese martial artists, the most familiar four characters.
Even a well-cultivated martial arts master like Zhu Hongzhi couldn't help the murderous intent erupting in his eyes when he saw these four words.
These four words are suddenly the "sick man of East Asia".
"Okay, okay, let's do it."
Zhu Hongzhi said a few words and said nothing more.
Beichenan dropped the scroll and it fell to the ground far away. Hold hands.
At this moment, a hurried bell rang throughout the venue.
It was the bell ringing for the start of the tournament.
As soon as the bell rang, the two sides in the contest could not admit defeat, but would end up endlessly.
Swish!
The moment the bell stopped, Beichenan made a move.
He took a big step! His legs rushed forward, and his hind legs surpassed his front legs. At the same time, his arms suddenly rose from under his lower abdomen, and his arms were bent into an arc, like a long oriental samurai sword swinging upwards from bottom to top. .
Beichen Yidao Style's special move "Sword Swinging Skill".
With the outbreak of the knife, the timing, geography, and environment have all reached a peak, and the momentum is even more indomitable, with a bloody storm.
This time, he didn't even say hello, and he did it just when the ringing stopped, which can be said to be a surprise attack. But in terms of rules, it is impeccable.
Zhu Hongzhi also moved when the ringing stopped.
Suddenly, his body took half a step back, and in an awe-inspiring way, he took another half step forward, exhaled and made a sound, and the hair all over his body exploded. , The sweat directly turned into white mist and rose from the pores.
With a half step back, a half step forward, and a punch, Zhu Hongzhi used all his strength.
He spared no effort in his physical strength. With the first move, all the strength was sent out.
"Successful!" Bei Chenan rushed to Zhu Hongzhi at the moment when the "knife swinging skill" suddenly broke out, and he had a feeling in his heart that the opponent would definitely die. This is also the confidence of a martial artist. The moment he rushed to Zhu Hongzhi, The hand knife seemed to have touched the opponent's chest.
In an instant, Beichen felt that victory was in sight.
However, at the same time when his fingers touched Zhu Hongzhi's chest, the opponent's footsteps suddenly retreated, only half a step away, but he had already avoided his gesture.
Beichen'an's heart moved, he let out a loud roar, and then he took another step forward and slashed out with a knife in one hand.
However, just as he increased his strength to pursue and slash, Zhu Hongzhi took half a step forward, and a Beng fist hit him in the abdomen like a smashing mountain.
collapse!
Beichenan was directly punched, his huge body flew up high, and then fell straight to the ground, his body was like a carp out of the water, after standing up a few times, only a faint breath remained.
The time between the two fighting to decide the winner is really too short!
Even the ringing of the bells in the venue has not stopped yet, the aftertaste of the bell ringing at the beginning is still rippling in the corner of the venue.
The moment the bell rang, Beichenan took the lead in attacking, Zhu Hongzhi retreated, and then advanced again, two and a half steps, one Bengquan, which is a routine in the half-step Bengquan.
Just like this, with one retreat, one advance, one punch, Beichenan was knocked into the air, and the lower abdomen was completely shattered.
"Why did you know that I was the first to attack? It's really ingenious for you to retreat and advance... It's a pity, if I fight you openly, you will definitely lose. Even if you retreat, you can't resist my knife at all. Why do you Will know my attack in advance. Do you have the ability to see through psychological motives in advance?... "
Beichen'an was lying on the ground, breathing weakly, but he didn't understand even if he died.
With Zhu Hongzhi's kung fu, speed, and reflexes, he couldn't resist the slash that he just broke out, and he couldn't dodge it, but Zhu Hongzhi took half a step back and dodged it. There is only one such possibility, and that is that Zhu Hongzhi had predicted in advance that he would make this stab, and thus retreated ahead of time.
But this kind of kung fu is almost a myth, and Bei Chen'an doesn't believe that Zhu Hongzhi has such ability.
"I don't have that kind of ability, I just rely on my experience in facing the enemy... If you resist my punch, I will die. Because I don't have the strength to send another punch. If you want to blame, you can blame yourself. It's too urgent." Zhu Hongzhi said, he walked to the side, picked up the scroll of "Sick Man of East Asia", gently covered Beichenan's body, and then walked out of the venue.
The first duel was unexpectedly so fast.
The lingering sound of the bell that was about to start is still there, and the person is dead.