
"Haris Tian won." The referee announced loudly.
Zuo Jian was lying on the ground, his heart muddled.
After all the preparation he had done, he thought he would be able to rise to the top of the competition, but the result was a bad teacher, often leaving the fighters full of tears.
Haris Tian rested, waiting for the entire fight in the first round to finish, where sixteen winners would do the second round elimination.
Nearly an hour later, the second round of fighting began.
After an hour, the second round of fighting began.
The main reason was because in the first half, there were two people playing too tangled, and everyone was waiting for them, otherwise, the other seven groups would have already been played.
The main reason is because two people played too long in the first half. Haris Tian's second opponent was the winner of the battle.
The man and the opponent in the previous round, were both good defensively. If the referee did not forcibly order them to fight each other, and mengultimatum they would both be eliminated, the fight would be finished much longer.
Survival strategies like this consume very little secret power, so it can support fighters to continue fighting.
"Start." said the referee.
Haris Tian's opponent had no intention of attacking, his horses position slightly ducking, trying their best to shrink his body and reduce the side of the body that had to be guarded.
His strategy was to save the secret power, until Haris Tian's power was exhausted, that was when he would win.
This defense technique is called the Two-Stalked Tortoise Technique.
Haris Tian smiled and said, "You didn't move? All right, then I'll come."
He clenched his fist and slammed it towards his opponent.
The man crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Bang out!
A punch struck the man, and the man was immediately shaken, then fell to the floor, and could not get up again.
"Haris Tian won" the referee said
In the stands, the spectators were astonished, they did not expect Haris Tian to win so easily.
They clearly knew that his opponent specialized in defense, but that fellow could not even withstand a single blow.
What kind of power is this?
"This is the dark horse in this year's competition!"
“Yes, its power is amazing, can not be underestimated.”
“A chance to reach the final."
“And got second place in the first year he entered the competition, great!”
Many people were optimistic about Haris Tian's strength, but no one thought that he had a chance to defeat Bai Lihong.
After winning two matches, Haris Tian had reached the quarter-finals, and he only needed to win two more matches to enter the final round.
At this point, there were no more mediocre participants, and it turned out that the next opponent was a woman.
"Start!" referee says.
The woman was dressed in red, her eyes were beautiful and beautiful. He looked at Haris Tian and said, "Sister, can you let me off the hook? This little girl aspires to be able to meet big brother Bai Lihong up close, and you will fulfill this little girl's wishes, right?"
Haris Tian shook his head: "Can't!"
The woman in red sighed: "Sister's answer really disappointed this little girl!" He raised both his hands, and each of them held a clurit.
Weapons can be used in competitions, but not for magic weapons from ancient times. In accordance with the purpose of this competition, namely as a show to test one's strength. If there were no such rules, wouldn't a wealthy family win?
Haris Tian did not care, once the power could be delivered through the air, the threat of weapons would be greatly reduced, and things outside the body were not as free as his own fist and feet.
A pair of iron hands was enough to conquer the world.
The red-clothed woman snorted at the centil and swung her two clurits to attack Haris Tian.
Day Tian did not move, and when the opponent entered the attack range, he punched.
Bang, that punch was of a power of hundreds of thousands of catties, it was useless for that woman to master even thousands of extraordinary techniques. Under absolute strength, everything was nothing.
Haris Tian won again.
He's already in the top four.
Long story short, the next opponent stood in front of him, and was defeated quickly, also with a single blow.
This led to heated discussions among the spectators.
"Unbelievable, no matter who the opponent was, they were all defeated with one punch."
"Maybe this man will be a threat to Bai Lihong."
“Are you kidding? What kind of existence was Bai Lihong? Even if the ten Haris Tian fought together, they would not be able to resist Master Bai Lihong."
"That's right, you think too far. No matter who entered the finals, no matter how amazing his strength was, it would only be a living samsak for Master Bai Lihong."
"Master Bai Lihong's strength is beyond reason!"
In the end, everyone still agreed that Haris Tian would never be able to shake Bai Lihong's position.
The finalist for the top chart is already determined, while the bottom chart will be determined in the afternoon.
After lunch, the elimination fight resumed.
Haris Tian deliberately did not go straight home, he wanted to see what the legendary Bai Lihong was like.
At the beginning of the game, Haris Tian sees a skinny young man with hair that is rolled like a waterfall, and long eyebrows. Di had an indescribable style, and became the center of attention of the audience at the time of its appearance.
Bai Lihong's.
Without any introduction, Haris Tian was convinced that this was Bai Lihong.
Sure enough, as soon as this fellow entered the field, he received cheers like tusnami and flash floods, and the entire martial arts arena shouted his name. Bai Lihong, Bai Lihong, Bai Lihong, the roar of the audience in unison as if they had been trained before.
It was a pity that Haris Tian could not see Bai Lihong's prowess, as everyone would automatically admit defeat when they met this young man.
Giving up without a fight was a shame for the fighters, but these people did not receive any ridicule, as if this was indeed justified.
Such was the way Bai Lihong entered the final.
In terms of just this, Bai Lihong had already destroyed Haris Tian.
The final is tomorrow.
Up here, Haris Tian was a little interested. Initially, he thought that no one could match him in the twelve veins. Perhaps Bai Lihong would surprise him, or perhaps the other party had also opened up hidden meridians?
Back at his residence, Haris Tian kept trying to sense the third hidden meridian, he felt that it was time to open this fifteenth meridian.
However, today's round of competition was a huge blow to his little servant.
Although he was full of confidence in Haris Tian, the strong atmosphere displayed by the entire martial arts arena unilaterally to Bai Lihong, made him anxious and full of worry.
If it fails, how hard will the young master be?
He did not dare to imagine it.
Haris Tian had been cultivating until midnight, his body suddenly shook, and a shock appeared on the look on his face.
The third hidden meridian has been found!
Unfortunately, without the supply of the heaven and earth secret power, he was unable to open these meridians, so he could only wait.
The next morning, Haris Tian woke up early, waiting for the sun to rise, and instantly moved to open this fifteenth meridian.
In just a few minutes, this meridian suddenly opened, and the next thing to do was to widen it.
Haris Tian trained for half an hour, then stopped.
Time to get a gift.
Haris Tian was filled with hope, how much of an Azai fruit could increase his spiritual power, could he step into the intermediate level?
He did not even consider the possibility of losing to Bai Lihong.
“Salju, bring that chair, someone will eat it today,” Haris Tian said.
"Yes." Yeah." Snow did not sleep well last night, and he had two dark circles under his eyes. He carried the chair taken from the city lord's house and ran after Haris Tian.