Chapter 408 The end of the second round
And each palm shadow of Doujiu Monk is different.
Dozens of Shaolin fist and palm techniques such as the Great Compassionate Thousand-leaf Palm, Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm, Scattering Flower Palm, and Vajra Hand were struck instantly, and Shangguan Jinhong was immediately enveloped in the shadow of the palm.
The extremely powerful internal force suppressed him with irresistible force.
No one can imagine how the wine-fighting monk can use dozens of techniques with one palm, nor can they believe that one person can practice so many stunts to such an extreme level at the same time.
This is the difference between the ancient martial arts and the golden martial arts. Just the decades of profound internal strength accumulated by Doujiu Monk alone has already overwhelmed Shangguan Jinhong.
Shangguan Jinhong never expected that a monk who looked ordinary and without any threat could actually exert such violent power in one move.
And any one of these unique skills requires his full strength to crack, let alone such a large number.
Shangguan Jinhong didn't want to believe that he, who was already the most powerful person in the martial arts world, could not even take a single move from the opponent.
But even though he was unwilling in every possible way, he was unable to resist.
The dragon and phoenix ring only broke the scattered flowers, Qianye's two hands, and nearly ten palms slapped all the large points on his body.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spilled out, and Shangguan Jinhong suddenly fell to the ground. He was unwilling to admit defeat, but he could only lift his hand weakly. After pausing in the air, he became so out of breath that he fainted.
"this……"
Countless spectators who were optimistic about Shangguan Jinhong suddenly opened their eyes wide, opened their mouths and looked at the ring in disbelief, and did not recover for a long time.
The shabby monk they ignored actually knocked out Shangguan Jinhong, who had become the number one in the weapons spectrum, with one move!
What is meant is that people cannot be judged by appearance, and what is meant that sea water cannot be measured. This is a living example!
The long-bearded old Taoist who was sure that Shangguan Jinhong would win looked very ugly, and his chest felt as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
Compared with the audience, the attitudes of the players are very different.
Ximen Chuixue's face was serious, and he became more and more sure that deep internal strength was a major condition for martial arts. At the same time, he became more determined to get the sixth place "Fire Lin Pill".
After this battle, there were only four people left on the field, Xiao Yu'er, who was on the same plane as Hua Wuque, Lu Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, who had a bye in the previous round, and the mysterious man who drank alone yesterday.
There were only six people born in the second round, and if these four were added, the number would reach ten.
At this time, according to Shao Weijie's original plan, the order should be 5432, which means that the next game should be a duel between the two.
After the duel, two people will get a bye in this round and directly enter the competition for the top ten.
However, in order to show fairness, Shao Weijie said before the start of the last round: "The last game of the second round will be played soon. There will be two people competing in this game, which means that two people will have byes this time.
, and these two lucky ones with byes can directly enter the third round!"
"this……"
The audience and the warriors looked at each other, wondering for a moment whether this was too childish!
As if he saw what everyone was thinking, Shao Weijie continued: "Sometimes luck is also part of strength, and it is their luck to get a bye!"
Four light groups appeared out of thin air, each representing a person. The light groups spun rapidly and then fell into the hands of Lu Xiaofeng's four non-participants.
Lu Xiaofeng caught the light ball, the light shone and slowly opened it, and saw the word "war" floating out of it.
"war!"
The same words appeared in Xiao Yu'er's hand on the other side.
"The last match of the second round, Lu Xiaofeng versus Xiao Yu'er!" Shao Weijie nodded gently and announced.
Originally, his light group was randomly selected this time, and there was no behind-the-scenes operation at all, but in the end, it turned out to be what he wanted.
Yan Shisan looked at the word "empty" in front of him, and his brows couldn't help but twitch. After sitting on the bench for two days in a row, he actually got into the top ten. It was so... so unpleasant!
He is a swordsman, a peerless swordsman, and a swordsman should go out to fight against others. However, after watching other swordsmen fight for two days, he became extremely irritable.
Coupled with the comments from others around him about his luck, he felt even more humiliated.
Yan Shisan's eyes were cold, and he secretly thought in his heart that he must let these guys see his swordsmanship tomorrow!
The other mysterious man who drew the word "empty" seemed to be unable to arouse his emotions. He held the ball of light in his hands and curled up into a ball without speaking.
Just the moment he lowered his head, a glimmer of light in his eyes came out from the messy head and directed to the other side of the venue.
And there are some of the most respectable people in the world.
…
Lu Xiaofeng took the lead on the stage, and then Xiao Yuer came up leisurely. Obviously he also knew that his current martial arts skills were obviously no match for others.
However, in a martial arts competition, the one with higher martial arts skills will not necessarily win!
Xiao Yuer paced for a while, thinking about a strategy to fight the enemy.
"can we start?"
Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his swollen temples. He was still drunk from the hangover and his head was a little dizzy. However, soon the corners of his mouth rose slightly because he could see Xiao Yuer's eyes clearly.
They were a pair of smart eyes, and the eyes were rolling around in their sockets. This expression was very familiar to Lu Xiaofeng, because he had often seen it in those weird and clever people before.
"ah!"
Lu Xiaofeng's words immediately woke up Xiao Yu'er. He reacted quickly, showed an innocent smile, nodded and said: "Okay, okay, you can start whenever you want..."
boom!
Before Xiao Yu'er could finish his words, he felt his whole body flying up, as if flying through the clouds. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already sitting on a cold rock.
Looking further forward, the man who was dueling with him just now was standing on a high step, looking at him with a joking expression.
"Why am I so much lower than him?"
Xiao Yu'er was surprised and reacted instantly. He quickly put his right hand into his inner pocket, but even though he moved quickly, the sharp-eyed warrior also found some white powder falling out from the seam of his hand.
Needless to say, Xiao Yu'er, who had no power to fight back, didn't even have a chance to cheat, so he was thrown straight off the ring by Lu Xiaofeng.
"Lu Xiaofeng wins!"
As expected, Shao Weijie didn't even raise his eyelids. He continued: "Today's second round of competition has ended. Except for the two byes, a total of nine players have entered the game and can participate in the third round!"
As soon as Shao Weijie finished speaking, excitement appeared on the faces of not only the audience but also the warriors, because according to yesterday's situation, it was time for the much-loved banquet.
Chapter completed!