Good Fortune Dictionary

Although the long knife was knocked into the air, the knife technique is not what he is best at. What he is best at is boxing technique.

A pair of fists wrapped in gloves were gently swung out.

"boom."

The nine flying knives on the front were defeated by a green fist.

The Seven Injury Fist appeared again.

"boom."

With both feet on the ground, Zhang Tianke's body exudes a hazy blue brilliance, like a piece of ice, and like a blue sky, giving people a clean and incomprehensible feeling.

With both feet firmly grasping the ground, Zhang Tianke's arms stretched back and forth.

The Qishangquan was in full swing, and Zhang Tianke used his boxing techniques to tell the world how strong he is.

With every punch, Hu Tian's throwing knives were knocked into the air, and some of them were directly interrupted, breaking into two knots.

The powerful boxing made all of Hu Tian's attacks come to naught.

Even if those twenty flying knives had strange trajectories, they couldn't hurt Zhang Tianke at all.

What a Zhang Tianke, in the blink of an eye, the crisis was resolved.

The flying knife didn't have any effect, and even Zhang Tianke's lapel didn't hurt at all.

This situation is very unfavorable to Hu Tian.

However, judging by Hu Tian's expression, he didn't make any changes, but stood where he was, as if waiting for something.

Compared with Hu Tian's calmness and composure, Zhang Tianke looked extremely domineering.

I saw him walking towards Hu Tian step by step. Every step was very slow, but it gave off a feeling of calmness like a mountain.

It seems that it is not a person but a mountain that is walking towards Hu Tian.

Zhang Tianke walked very slowly, but the pressure increased with every step.

Not only Hu Tian felt the pressure, but even the people around him also noticed Zhang Tianke's strange movements.

In the VIP seat closest to the main ring, Quan Bai's face changed, and he was almost injured by the sudden huge pressure.

Fortunately, Wang Feng stood up and blocked all the pressure with his arms.

Wang Feng is like a wall, no matter what it is, it can't break through his block.

"Thank you, brother Shengbai." Quanbai's face quickly recovered, but his expression was a little silent.

Originally, he was remarkable in the first battle, but now it seems that he is nothing.

Maybe his opponent is waterproof, or in other words, his strength can't even make the opponent serious.

Looking at the second battle, whether it is Zhang Tianke or Hu Tian, ​​it is possible to kill him almost instantly.

Even, the current battle is not the strongest combat power of the two.

It's a terrifying existence. Could it be that my aptitude is so low?

"Son, don't be discouraged. Everyone has their own strengths. Your strength is your father and me."

Quan Bai was still distressed, but his father Quan De spoke up.

He also felt frightened by the pressure just now, but when the pressure was blocked by Wang Feng, he didn't have the slightest worry, and even saw what his son was thinking, so he gave advice.

Being educated by his father, Quan Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In short, Quanbai has recovered a little for the time being, but it is estimated that the blow in the future will be even greater.

This is just the beginning of the second round.

Seeing this, Wang Feng didn't have the slightest idea of ​​explaining or enlightening.

Although he has known Quanbai for a while, the relationship between the two is just like that, at best they can be regarded as friends, not even true friends.

It was because Quan Bai often treats guests that he helped out one or two.

"In a little while, it will be over, right?" Wang Feng muttered to himself, his voice was very small, but very firm.

He could tell that Hu Tian was about to use a trick.

As for Zhang Tianke, he is also on the alert at this time.

The weapon Hu Tian chose still has one hundred and eight flying needles. These flying needles are the most powerful and hardest part to resist.

As for the rapier on Hu Tian's waist, no one paid attention.

"Ding."

Zhang Tianke's fist moved forward, and the fire light and sound appeared together. On the top of the glove, a flying needle was firmly nailed to it.

The slight tingling pain made Zhang Tianke's face happy.

The opponent's flying needle was sent out.

One hundred and seven left.

"drink."

With another shout, a red streamer appeared on Zhang Tianke's body, which is another method of operation of Qishangquan.

Heat waves rolled all over his body, and from a distance, Zhang Tianke seemed to be on fire.

Even the main arena seemed to be hit by a heat wave, and the place Zhang Tianke walked was pitch black.

"Ding. Ding. Ding..."

The flying needles were shot one by one, and each flying needle was aimed at Zhang Tianke's fist. Hu Tian's attack was intended to completely disintegrate Zhang Tianke's fists.

He has already seen that all of Zhang Tianke's martial arts are in a pair of fists.

As long as Zhang Tianke's fist is scrapped, he can win.

However, as a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, although a pair of fists are not said to be harder than gold and iron, they don't care about ordinary attacks at all.

Under the attack of the flying needle, Zhang Tianke got closer and closer to Hu Tian.

The number of flying needles is also decreasing.

On Hu Tian's forehead, sweat began to appear.

As for Zhang Tianke's forehead, there was a hot wave, and all the sweat was evaporating.

The two are about to decide the outcome.

"Seven wounded fist."

"The goddess scattered flowers."

The outcome of the battle is decided in an instant.

Zhang Tianke and Hu Tian collided with each other, and then they staggered to stop.

"You are very good." Zhang Tianke did not turn his head, but squatted down, as if to say something.

On his fists, the gloves had been broken, and blood dripped from the fists, falling drop by drop on the main ring.

It seemed that he was injured, and the injury was not serious.

"Uh." Hu Tian made a sound that he didn't know whether it was pain or excitement, and fell directly on the ground, unconscious.

"The winner of the second round is Zhang Tianke from the Kongtong faction."

Mu Shengyun's voice sounded, telling everyone who was the final winner.

When he heard this voice, Zhang Tianke stood up from the ground and waved his fists to show the world his victory.

As for the losers, they were carried down to heal their injuries.

So far, the battle in the morning is over.

There are two more games in the afternoon. As for the result, no one can understand.

After the battle was over, the spectators left one by one. Because of the number of battles, they couldn't stay here at noon. Unlike a few days ago, even at noon, there were many people fighting to decide the winner.

No one wants to stay in the martial arts conference venue without fighting.

It's better to go out, find a restaurant, and wait for the opening of the afternoon.

There are four games today, and four games tomorrow. In this way, the top eight will be determined.

The flow of people began to gather, and the four gates of the martial arts conference became crowded again, but soon, the people left.

In the VIP seats, all the VIPs were the last to leave, or they were waiting for other friends, or waiting for the ordinary audience outside to finish before they left.

Standing alone at the VIP seat, Wang Feng declined the invitation from Quan Bai and the others. He was waiting for his senior brother.

Today's battle was not bad, it allowed him to see a lot of things.

After a while, the corners of Wang Feng's mouth rose, and he ran over in a hurry.

"Senior brother, are you tired today?" Wang Feng said with a smile and flattery.

"Hmph. Don't flatter me. It's necessary to beat you up." Mu Shengyun's words were very blunt as he clenched his teeth.

This time, Wang Feng was dumbfounded, the senior brother's anger has not subsided yet, this is going to be bad.