Chapter 5 begins the individual match

Chapter 5. The individual match begins

There are more than a dozen arenas in the individual competition, each of which is made of concrete and yellow sandstone, so that even if there is damage in the fight, it can be quickly filled with spare concrete and yellow sandstone.

Each ring is one meter high, 20 meters long and wide, and there is the largest ring in the middle, two meters high and 30 meters long and wide. This is the ring of the finals!

Feng Yang has been sitting on the stage and waiting. He sat beside Gao Shanli and Long Tiandu of the same clan. The players of each tribe sat on a bench that could just sit for three people, and there were 32 players from each tribe.

Gaoshanli is 24 years old this year, well-proportioned, 1.8 meters tall, and has four levels of strength, and his shooting skills are amazing.

He was originally the most powerful person in the young generation of the tribe, but in last year's style, there was a little unexpected defeat to Feng Yang, who had always been stupid. Of course, the accident at that time was deliberately caused by Feng Yang.

Long Tiandu is 24 years old and 1.9 meters tall. He is the son of Chief Rida. At the age of 20, he went to the Dayan Empire in the Central Plains and entered the Dayan Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts and tactics.

He returned from the Dayanwuyuan only a month ago. After returning, he has been learning to govern the tribe with the chief. He is upright and calm. The chief has high hopes on him and is a good candidate for the next chief.

The strength is unknown, but I want to study in the talented Dayan Martial Arts Academy for nearly four years. The strength will not be lower than the mountain strength, and Long Tiandu is also the conductor of the second part of the team competition.

As for Fengyang's strength, the strength is the fifth level, and the physical strength is synchronized with the strength, which is also the fifth level, that is to say, he is a master of the fifth level of the double level.

On the left side of the player's platform is the viewing platform of people from foreign tribes, and on the right is the viewing platform of Style Rida. Of course, not many people can sit down. Generally, only people with a little prestige can have seats. More people can only go elsewhere to find a good position to stand and watch.

Feng Yang saw the excited Princess of the Kingdom of Sirida and Orang, a young warrior sitting far away. He couldn't help touching the space ring in his hand, thought of the pile of golden scales inside, and lowered his head and muttered, "Golden Armor scales!"

"Oh, Orang, I seem to have heard someone say gold armor and scales just now!" But she stood tall and beautiful and turned around a few times and couldn't find anything. "Is it a rare illusion?"

Fengyang couldn't help grinning and thinking, "This girl's ears are too smart. Is it difficult to be born in the year of a dog?"

At this time, Chief Rida also came to the stage and announced loudly, "The players of all tribes have arrived. Now let's start drawing lots~!" After saying that, someone sent three signatures.

In order to stagger the players from the same tribe as much as possible, so as not to match their own people at the beginning, the individual competition divided the lottery into three parts.

Three people from the same tribe draw a lottery ticket from different signatures, each with a number and two numbers for each number. Two people drawn with the same number fight against each other.

Feng Yang drew No. 5, which meant that he was going to compete in the No. 5 ring, but he did not leave immediately, and Gao Shanli and Long Tiandu next to him immediately went to their own ring after drawing the numberqian.

When the players were finished, Feng Yang still sat there with a giggle and played with his number sign!

"Feng Yang, what are you still doing sitting there? Come to the ring!" The chief shouted.

"Well," Feng Yang scratched his head and asked, "Chief, where is my ring?"

The audience around the left and right sides of the observation platform couldn't help laughing.

The chief raised a black line on his eyebrows and shouted, "Come on, take him to the ring!"

Feng Yang followed the people leading the way all the way and kept giggling and greeting the people around him, completely like a fool.

When he arrived at the No. 5 ring, Feng Yang saw that there was already a burly man waiting for him.

"Dang~~~~~~~Dang~~~~~~~~Dang~~~~!" The sound sounded.

"Both sides sign up and the competition begins!" With the chief's announcement, the sea of people also cheered, and all kinds of cheering and heartbreaking sounds spread all over the field.

"meng zi, beat me hard. If you win, I will marry you!"

"Brother Pan, come on, I'll beat you all down. If you win, you will get a share!"

"Big bear, beat Zhou Kangkang, who tramples to death!"

"Who do you think will be trampled to death? I will kill you and dare to step on my Kangkang!"

"Come on! I love you!"

"How handsome, so powerful!"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~!" The audience screamed.

“...”

"My name is Wugui, 25 years old, Taishi's tribe, please give me some advice!" Feng Yang's opponent said.

"Well, that turtle brother, hello~! My name is Feng Yang, 18..."

"Turtle, you! I'll kill you with a stick!" Before Feng Yang had finished reporting, Wu Gui was furious and rushed up with a mace.

"Ah, turtle brother, wait, I haven't taken down my weapons yet!" Feng Yang shouted and avoided the expensive mace awkwardly.

This Wugui's skills are not bad. The mace waved the tiger and the tiger is powerful. It seems that it should have the strength of the second order of the prefecture, but this strength is still a little turtle in front of Feng Yang!

Wu Gui fled with anger when he saw the wind and Yang. He was furious by the word turtle. He was not polite to beat the water dog!

Feng Yang is thinking about how to win stupidly?

Feng Yang can take off the knife on his back at any time. Even if he doesn't need a knife, it is also a matter of three or five tricks to solve this little turtle. Feng Yang is even wondering whether the turtle brother can take him a knife.

Feng Yang pretended to be forced to the corner. Wu Gui held the stick in both hands and raised it high. He wanted to smash Feng Yang down the ring with a stick.

Seeing that the stick is going to fall like this, one step back is going to fall into the ring, and if you don't step back, you have to eat a stick!

When everyone thought that Feng Yang was going to lose, Feng Yang suddenly bent down and fell heavily. There was a loud sound of "Bang"!

The bloody scene imagined by the audience did not appear, and the mace hit the knife surface on Feng Yang's back.

Wu Gui was shocked and fell back, but his feet could not move, because Feng Yang was grasping his legs with both hands!

Now it's Feng Yang's turn to show his power. Feng Yang grabbed Wu Gui's legs, shook them fiercely, then let go, directly threw the turtle brothers with a stick, threw them out of the ring more than ten meters, and fell unconsciously. The game was over!

Feng Yang smiled at Wu Gui, who had just got up in the distance, and said, "Brother Turtle, make concession, concession!" After listening to this, Wu Gui sprayed a mouthful of blood.

At this time, most of the other arenas were still fighting. Although Fengyang was a little embarrassed to win, it didn't add up to two minutes, so he ended the scene dramatically, making everyone look at the poor turtle brother with extremely sympathetic eyes!

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Soon, the first round of the competition was all over, and the winner would fight after half an hour's rest.

In order, No. 1 fights against No. 2, No. 3 fights against No. 4, and No. 15 fights against No. 16

And so on, in the third round, the winner of No. 1 and 2 is against the winner of No. 3 and 4.

"Brother Yang, you were too cruel just now. The turtle brother was so angry that he spewed blood just now. If he knew that you were deliberately playing with him, he would not be hanged by the whole family~!" Under the stage, Xiaowanzi rubbed his hands with some excitement and followed Yang secretly.

"Now the banker knows the opponents of each player, and the new odds have also come out. Your opponent is Pang Yulong in the north of the mountain god. Last year, he was the third in the individual competition and the fourth level of strength."

"Hey, the one you played just now, many tribal bankers regarded you as a fool and were lucky to win, raising your first round of black-touching odds from a maximum of 1 to 0.6 to a maximum of 1 to 3."

"And Pang Yulong's odds are now about 1 to 0.3, which obviously looks down on you. Just now, we made more than half of the money by pressing you in the first round. If you win this round, you can earn several times. How much will you make if you roll down? Hey hey, haha, hey, hahaha!"

The people around saw Xiaowanzi laughing crazily and avoided it far away. Even Feng Yang and others pretended to be like him. I don't recognize him!

The odds of blackness are set according to the information collected by the bankers of each tribe and the strength of the contestants, and the odds given by each banker will be different.

1 loss of 0.6 is to buy a silver coin, and if you buy it, it will become 1.6 silver coins, which means to earn 0.6 silver coins, so 1 loss is 3, and if you buy it, it is 4 silver coins.

"Who has the lowest odds now?" Feng Yang asked.

Xiaowanzi replied, "Orion of Cilida, the odds are 1 to 0.05. He is the champion of last year's individual competition, a quarter of elf blood, 40 years old, magic warrior, magic level 6!"

"The opponent is Wu Tianxiong of the small tribe Xibarida, which is probably the third-order strength of the prefecture, with odds of 1 to 20. What a pity. I think he will take the initiative to admit defeat.

"This time in Sirida, there is also their princess named Vernina, half elf bloodline, 35 years old, ice magician, magic level 5, hey, she is a super beauty!"

"Now the winners and losses of each group are relatively clear. Only Princess Vernina and Shi Qianlang, who won the second place in last year's individual competition, are more difficult to say. The highest odds are 1 to 1 and 1 to 0.9 respectively."

Pure elf people need to be pregnant for ten years before they are born, and then become adults at the age of 100, with a lifespan of 800 to 1000 years, while half elf blood or quarter elf blood is generally two to four years pregnant, about 30 years old, and have a life expectancy of about 200 to 400 years.

Therefore, the age limit for people with a quarter to half of the elf blood in the competition is no more than 40 years old, so Orion and Vernina can compete at the age of 40 and 35 years old!

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No.1 Du Tianxuan VS2 Li Hong

No.3 Vernina VS4 Stone Wolf

No.5 Fengyang VS6 No. Pang Yulong

No.7 Pang Yun VS8 Longtiandu

No.9 Wu Tianxiong VS No.10 Orion

No. 11 Musong VS12 Alpine Power

No13 Wind Wolf VS14 Zhu Zhen

No. 15 Wugu VS No.16 Yan Meng

"Dang~~~~~~~Dang~~~~~~~~Dang~~~~!" The sound of the game sounded again.

"In the second round of the competition, both sides sign up and the competition begins!"

"Our name is Feng Yang. We are 18 years old today, and we are from this tribe, grandma. This time we have finally signed up."

After saying that, Feng Yang did not wait for Pang Yulong to sign up, but waved his terrible long-handled knife and rushed to cut people.

Registration is just a kind of respect for the opponent, and it is not necessary for both parties to sign up to take action.

Pang Yulong held the fierce knife with a wolf's tooth stick. With only a 'bang' sound, Pang Yulong was shocked and stepped back, and his arm was a little numb. He shouted:

"Why don't you keep the etiquette of martial arts competition? Before I signed up, you fought. This is a sneak attack, and people and gods are angry..."

Answering him was another move to split the mountain to open the way. Pang Yulong hurried to fight and took another step back.

Feng Yang rotated his body, waved a big knife, and completely split the mountain one after another to open the way. How can it be called a fierce word!

Pang Yulong did not return his mobile phone. He took a step back, not to mention how depressed he was. The audience under the audience was also speechless. He had never called such a fierce and shameless person.

Pang Yulong only has the fourth-order strength of the prefecture level, and the physical strength is the comprehensive strength of the fifth level.

The fifth-level physical strength of Fengyang, coupled with the weight of 1200 pounds of the treasure knife, is the power of the seventh-level and a half of the prefecture, so Pang Yulong can only remove part of Fengyang's strength by step backwards, one by one cut, and not even giving him a chance to dodge left and right!

Soon Pang Yulong took more than ten steps back. Sooner or later, he would be thrown out of the ring. Pang Yulong took three steps back awkwardly, dodged Feng Yang's next chop, and finally broke Feng Yang's serial split.

With a roar, Pang Yulong took more than ten steps back, and the anger accumulated in his heart burst out, and then frantically swung his mace. Unexpectedly, he learned Feng Yang's tricks and smashed it in a series. It seemed that he wanted to return his teeth!

This mace also weighs 500 catties, and with Pang Yulong's comprehensive strength of the fifth-level, such a high-level strike force of the sixth level!

If Feng Yang follows so directly, the fifth-order physical strength, coupled with the power of lifting the knife, also needs 1,200 pounds, leaving only the third-order physical strength. If he doesn't retreat, he really can't resist such a fierce smash!

Such a move can achieve the strongest strike force with the help of the weight of the weapon! Therefore, the weight of weapons has both advantages and disadvantages. You can borrow weight when attacking opponents, but you have to bear more gravity when defending.

So as long as you retreat, the other party can smoothly swing back the stick, perform the second smash, and then retreat the third smash. The best way is not to take it hard, dodge left and right, or directly fight for strength.

What made the audience silent was that Feng Yang did not avoid it, but directly followed. As a result, he was hit one stick after another and retreated.

Sure enough, it is a role exchange and a plot replay, and the next blow is a step back!

"Bum, bang, bang,...!" With one after another, Fengyang has retreated nearly 20 steps and looks like he is about to be exhausted. On the contrary, Pang Yulong's mace is swinging faster and fierce!

Pang Yulong's heart is so happy. He has never been so happy in his life. Why didn't he think of this series before? So powerful!

Audiences off the stage;

"These two dare to invite you to act. It's like a child's family. I've never seen a martial arts competition like this in my life!"

"I think Pang Yulong is about to faint!"

"I think Fengyang is about to be smashed!"

"I think my eyes are dazzled!"

"I think I'm about to be hypnotized!"

"I think I need to learn this trick!"

“............”

Feng Yang has retreated to the edge of the ring, and he saw that there was another step to retreat to the end!

The audience's hearts were hung up, and someone shouted excitedly, "I won, I bought it, hahahaha, I bought Pang Yulong's, wow ha ha!"

Feng Yang is happy in his heart. Smash it, smash it, faint, faint, is my trick so easy to learn? After more than 30 laps, I can't do so many laps. It's strange that you won't faint for a while! Hahahaha!

"Bang!!!" This is not the sound of knives and sticks intersecting, but Feng Yang was so shocking that he was smashed and sat down, just sitting on the edge of the ring, not more than one point, not less than one point.

And Pang Yulong was still waving the wolf's tooth stick, with a stick in the air, and the center of gravity was unstable. Feng Yang just sat down and kicked Pang Yulong's feet nakedly. Poor Pang Yulong so he swove himself off the ring!

The audience is silent and speechless. This is the silence before the storm comes!

"Look, Pang Yulong really stunned himself and couldn't stand under the stage!"

"Look, Feng Yang was really stupid and still sat motionless in the ring!"

"I think my eyes are really dazzled. What just happened?"

"I think I'm really hypnotized. Is the game over?"

"I don't think I should learn this trick!"

"Ah~~~~! I lost all my money, wow~~~~~!"

'.........'

Feng Yang has been sitting so much and motionless. The audience is fully convinced that he is really stunned and stupid. It may be unknown whether he can play in the next round.

At the same time, the audience is also sighing, so that they can win. I don't know whether it's really lucky or a fool who is lucky!

Alas! If Pang Yulong wakes up and finds that this nightmare is real, will he find a stone to knock himself out to escape from reality?

In the end, Fuer, Li Tairan and Li Jiangran jumped on the ring and lifted Feng Yang down. The performance was perfect here.

*: Xiaowanzi is in extreme excitement, "Brother Yang, it's so classic, it's really classic! You are such a genius. It's a waste not to act with your acting skills!"

"act? You are itchy, aren't you? Why don't I beat you? Feng Yang was about to hit people, which made Xiaowanzi jump back. What are the odds now, and who is the opponent in the next game?