"Okay, the rules of the game have been told to you! This referee will patrol back and forth in three competitions in Taichung, so let's start now! If you accumulate tens of ten, today's game will end." He Sifan said to everyone.
As soon as He Sifan finished speaking, several people jumped on the three competition stages. Since the rules of the competition are so casual, it is better to go on stage early, otherwise you will definitely meet a master later. You can enter the re-select by accumulating tens of tens first.
If you are lucky, you can still get some rookies to increase your points.
Lin Sheng stood off the stage with his hands on his back, ready to see the level of other contestants first, and did not line up in the audience like others to wait for the competition.
Less than a stick of incense at the beginning, the three people on the martial arts stage began to change constantly. Some people won five or six games and were unwilling to go on, but they lost in the next game. In short, until now
No one has played ten games and accumulated tens.
Just as Lin Sheng was considering whether to play ten games in a row, an immortal wearing a black robe had won nine games in a row. He stood on the stage and looked at the contestants in the audience disdainfully and said coldly: "A bunch of waste! Hurry up
Another one to make the old man fill tens of tens."[
Although everyone wants to see this guy ended in the tenth game, no one dares to go up and compete with him, because in his first nine games, his opponent was not beaten to death by him.
But most of them were crippled by him, which shows how vicious this person was.
The people below dared not go up, and the immortal in black robe refused to come down. As a result, this martial arts competition platform was idle, and the two martial arts competition platforms next to it were constantly changing people, but this one was nothing.
movement.
Lin Sheng calculated the time and thought it was almost time for me to appear. This man is indeed very strong, but he is of the power type. Although his attack power is strong, his speed is too slow, so he can only abuse the rookie.
It is not enough to meet a real master.
Just as everyone was cursing the man in black robe in the audience, a young man wearing a miner's uniform and with the words "supervisor" on his chest suddenly jumped onto the competition stage.
The man in black robe was immediately happy when he saw Lin Sheng. He thought to himself that he was really idiot every year, and there were so many this year! No one dared to come up. Isn’t you a mining person looking for abuse?
The people in the audience were also happy when they saw Lin Sheng wearing miners' uniforms. They thought Lin Sheng was either overestimating his abilities or had a problem with his brain! Everyone knew that the people on the stage were a tough guy, so they didn't dare to go up.
Do you mean that you are better than everyone else in mining? Everyone sighed about Lin Sheng's actions: The world of idiots is indeed elusive.
"Zhou Yan, remember this name! You will see him first in the Qingfeng City Immortal Competition, and you will contribute a point to his success." The man in a black robe said to Lin Sheng in a pretense.
"Lin Sheng, miner, please give me some advice!" Lin Sheng said with a smile.
"Hahaha... don't worry! I will give you some advice!" Zhou Yan laughed unceremoniously. In his eyes, Lin Sheng had already lost. He seemed to have seen the first place position beckoning him.
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The next moment, Zhou Yan launched an attack on Lin Sheng, and stepped forward and made a straight punch at Lin Sheng. Lin Sheng did not dodge and stood on the ground with a smile and motionless.
"Hmph, I must have been frightened by my rapid attack! Rookie!" Zhou Yan thought to himself, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
However, just when Zhou Yan thought that his punch would definitely hit Lin Sheng, something strange happened. Lin Sheng actually floated toward Tongshui as he attacked his fist, although it was not far away
, but he avoided his fists.
"What's the situation?" Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly wiped his eyes, thinking that I must have been tired after playing nine games. It must have been an illusion just now, and I must have missed it.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yan regained his confidence, stepped forward with a lunge, Xu Huang left fist, and made a right hook punch.
Swish...
Lin Sheng floated up again and avoided Zhou Yan's attack. The two consecutive attacks failed. Zhou Yan suddenly became anxious and thought to himself, what kind of monster is this? I didn't drink? Why is this happening!
Then, Zhou Yan waved his fist as dense as raindrops and hit Lin Sheng. Lin Sheng's face darkened and took a step back, thinking that my flying catkins had not reached the level of perfection, and I'm afraid that such a dense attack would not be avoided.
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Zhou Yan saw Lin Sheng dodge instead of floating aside again, and then he regained some confidence and thought to himself that I know your unique skills. I will speed up the attack on you to see if you can avoid my strong attack.
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Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan used all his strength to launch a intensive attack on Lin Sheng, thinking that as long as he wins Lin Sheng, he can end today's competition, so Zhou Yan doesn't have to worry about the consumption of his physical strength and immortal power.
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Gradually, Lin Sheng was forced into the corner of the martial arts competition stage by Zhou Yan step by step. If Lin Sheng took a step back, he would definitely fall off the martial arts competition stage and would be sentenced to be eliminated and defeated.
"Boy! You can hold on for so long in my hands, you are enough to make you proud! Let me end this competition now! Thank you for your point!" Zhou Yan shouted excitedly, and then launched the intensive work again.
Raindrop-like fists hit.
Just when Zhou Yan thought the game could end, Lin Sheng suddenly grabbed his fist. When he looked up, he looked at Lin Sheng and looked at it and saw that a sly smile appeared on the corner of Lin Sheng's mouth.
"No! Why is he so calm and composed?" Zhou Yan's face suddenly became ugly.
The next moment, Lin Sheng pulled Zhou Yan's fist towards him, and then jumped out of thin air, stepped on Zhou Yan's back and fell behind him, standing steadily on the ground, while Zhou Yan's unstable center of gravity pounced forward.
When he went out, and Lin Sheng secretly kicked him when he stepped on his back, Zhou Yan fell off the competition stage and was eliminated.
"It's so dangerous! I'm so scared!" Lin Sheng quickly covered his chest with fear and said.
In fact, Lin Sheng was preparing to defeat the arrogant Zhou Yan with one move, but since it was the preliminary round, Lin Sheng didn't dare to be too arrogant. If it was too easy to win, no one would dare to compete with him, so he would act.
Everyone looked at it.
After Zhou Yan fell off the martial arts competition, he became angry and embarrassed. Seeing Lin Sheng's look of gladness, Zhou Yan became even more depressed. He was so angry that he was too careless that Lin Sheng won a lucky victory. And the immortals in the audience
They are all watching the fun, and no one can see the tricks. They all think that Lin Sheng won only by luck.
The next moment, more than a dozen people jumped on the stage, rushing to compete with Lin Sheng to take a big advantage. Only the referee He Sifan, who was floating in the air not far away, showed a disdainful smile.