The Era of National Martial Arts

About half an hour later, the first and second rounds were over.

This round, the discussion was much more anxious.

Unlike the previous round, almost all of them were crushed.

Of course, there is already crushing in this round.

Encountering Wancheng Wuhan University and Huake Wuhan University is like being crushed.

"In the third match of the second round, Anwuke will play against Wucheng Wuhan University."

When Fan Jingwen made the announcement, An Wuke's direction suddenly fell silent, and almost everyone focused on Xu Zhen.

His eyes were full of worry.

As we all know, the strength of Wucheng Wuhan University is second only to Wancheng Wuhan University and Huake Wuhan University.

In the entire Anhui city, Wucheng Wuhan University is enough to be called the top five.

Even, can break into the top three.

Not to mention other things, just saying that the six players are all third-rank is enough to make people despair.

"Xu Zhen, if you lose, you will admit defeat. There is no shame in losing to Wucheng Wuhan University." Ma Chongshan pondered.

Xu Zhen took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's okay, I will try my best, if I can't do it, I won't do it recklessly."

After saying that, Xu Zhen walked onto the ring slowly with a prairie gun in his hand.

At this time, Wucheng Wuhan University walked up to a burly martial arts student whose arms looked thicker than Xu Zhen's thighs.

One can tell that Kong Wu is powerful.

And the body is successful!

The name of this person is Si Zhengqiang. He has cultivated in the middle stage of the third rank and has penetrated the existence of the Twelve Classics.

The strength of the two is very different.

However, Xu Zhen is still unclear.

"Wucheng Wuda, Si Zhengqiang."

"An Wuke, Xu Zhen."

Si Zhengqiang suddenly said in a loud voice: "I know you, I heard that you are the number one scholar in the martial arts department in Wancheng, but it is a pity that you chose Anwu department. If you choose Huake Wuda, it is only a matter of time before you surpass us."

In this regard, whether it was Si Zhengqiang or others who suddenly heard the news, they all felt sorry for Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen didn't intend to explain.

"Admit defeat, I think you are the most powerful second-rank peak, you are not my opponent." Si Zhengqiang said confidently.

Xu Zhen said lightly: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Seeing that the scene was a bit tense, Fan Jingwen nodded in satisfaction, wanting this effect.

So, decisively announced: "The third round of the second round, the game begins!"

The voice fell!

Xu Zhen didn't talk nonsense, put the gun behind his back, and stomped on his feet.

In an instant, Xu Zhen rushed to Si Zhengqiang and punched him hard.

With this punch, the wind howled, and he tried his best.

Si Zhengqiang didn't care, he was most proud of his strength.

A body of strength, more than 3 catties.

Even if it is placed in Wucheng Wuda, it is still outstanding.

"Boom!!"

I saw Si Zhengqiang punching out a fist, which collided with Xu Zhen's fist.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Xu Zhen's chest felt tight for a while, and he stepped back several steps.

Si Zhengqiang's originally smiling face suddenly froze and gradually became unbelievable.

The whole person was about to be pushed to the edge of the ring.

"How do you have such power?"

Si Zhengqiang raised his head sharply and said to Xu Zhen.

"No comment!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Zhen pointed at Si Zhengqiang with his gun, nodding like a phoenix three times, and the tip of the gun was as hot as the scorching sun.

In the sunlight, the tip of the spear shone coldly.

Fiery marksmanship!

Huang-level low-grade martial arts, average power.

But in the hands of Xu Zhen, it showed impressive power.

Don't forget, there is a sentence in the attribute list: "Basic marksmanship has reached the pinnacle level, the human spear is integrated, and the power of the marksmanship is increased by 200%."

This shot is comparable to ordinary Huang-level middle-grade martial arts.

Faced with this shot, Si Zhengqiang's hair stood on his head, instinctively feeling that it was dangerous.

Without any reason, he pulled out an ax from his waist and swung it towards Xu Zhen's gun.

If it was an ordinary gun, it would probably be chopped off directly.

It's a pity that Xu Zhen's gun was a gift from Mu Jianfeng, so it's of a good grade, so it wouldn't be broken easily.

The two of them wrestled, and they seemed to be on par.

"Damn it, Xu Zhen is so strong, he can fight back and forth with third-rank warriors, no wonder he is so confident."

Li Yang watched Xu Zhen on the stage being shaken back from time to time, and then continued to rush up, looking completely desperate, he couldn't help but said in shock.