Feng Guobing flashed aside at this time, smiled with a yin and exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and suddenly wandered behind Meng Rong. His palms turned into swords, and his hands were pulled out by the Bagua knife, which hit Meng Rong's unprepared waist.

"You!..." Meng Rong was surprised. He felt the pain of needle-like pricks on both waists, and his abdomen was extremely cramped. His strength was suddenly reduced by 50% of his strength, and he had even less chance of winning this battle.

Now he didn't understand that he was deceived and was deceived by this hateful Feng Guobing.

"Shameless! Are you born in the 1990s so shameless? You are so deceptive."

"Hey, boy, brother, I'm teaching you how to be a human being. When you graduate from society, don't be fooled by others. You should thank me."

"To thank me, you will give me the win in this game."

Meng Rong was so angry that he vomited blood and opened his mouth and yelled.

"Damn it, go to die, bastard, bastard!"

Meng Rong waved his arms and roared the tiger to attack, but Feng Guobing seemed to be in the wind under his feet, his body fell together, and he walked around like a fish. He easily avoided Meng Rong's attack and also took the time to hit him two palms behind him.

These two palms did not use dark energy. After all, he had just practiced dark energy and had not yet reached the level of using it when he wanted to use it. The two strokes just now were ready for Yin Mengrong, and now he can't use dark energy for a while.

Even so, Meng Rong staggered.

Meng Rong got two gossips of the hand-drawn knife made with hidden force, so he must not use more force. The longer the time, the more painful the internal injury. It won’t take long to defeat Meng Rong, and the referee will announce the answer. As the master of Huajin, they can see that Meng Rong will definitely lose. If he delays for a long time, his internal injury will aggravate, which is more troublesome.

Baji Feng, Tai Chi Zhi Zhi, Xingyi Poison, Bagua Thieves!

The body technique of practicing Baguazhang must be the most casual, otherwise he would not have won the title of a thief. It can be seen that Feng Guobing, who practices Baguazhang, will be so casual at this time.

The competition lasted only less than ten minutes, and the referee who couldn't stand it came into the field and stopped the two from continuing to play.

"I declare that the winner of this game is Feng Guobing!"

"I, I don't accept it, I can still fight, I can still..."

"If you persist, your two kidneys will be ruined. You were hit by the secret force of Baguazhang. You can still persist now because you are young, so you feel it's okay. If you force yourself to persist, wait for blood to urinate at night. If you don't want to be unhealthy in the future,

It takes at least five million to buy one of the ingots to cure it.”

"Do you understand? If you end up, you can just eat a reply gem. If you want to fight for a small matter of one million, you will be five million."

"I, I..."

Meng Rong will urinate blood when he hears it, and will not be humane in the future, or he will have to spend a lot of money to buy the ingot beads. Although he is young, he is not really ignorant. Five million will only lead to a defeat for a while. It is really not worth it.

Meng Rong could only glar at Feng Guobing fiercely, jumped out of the ring helplessly, and returned to the seat of No. 2 Middle School with his head hanging down. There, Zhou Dong was staring at him with his eyes blazing.

"Hahahahaha... What stupid student did that guy Zhou Dong teach? He is still the chief student. He didn't even play the first round of knockout rounds. It's embarrassing, embarrassing. Some people chatted about drinking tonight, hahahahaha."

In the seat in a Chinese art student area in Nanshi City, Hong Tianxing laughed gloatingly, and at the same time he turned his head left and right and said to the students on both sides.

"Zhang Yun, Xia Wu, Wang Xiu... You all remembered it for me. After it's your turn to go on stage, don't worry about what the other person says. When the fight starts, give me all my strength. Don't be like the silly boy from No. 2 Middle School, who was fooled by someone for a minute of words. Do you understand?"

"Especially you, Wang Xiu, you are a little stunned. Don't be stupid then."

"I know, I cover my ears when I go up and don't listen to anything."

"Well……"

"Okay, okay, you don't feel embarrassed, you can do whatever you want."

Hong Tian was choked by Wang Xiu's stupid words, and he also covered his ears with this operation?

"Also, Master Hong, I'm not stupid."

"Okay, you are not stupid, you are not stupid, even a fool cannot practice the third grade."

Hong Tian looked at Wang Xiu and felt that his words made sense. Will this kid keep pretending to be stupid?

An afternoon passed, and the game had been going on for 5 hours. It was over 6 o'clock in the evening and it was dark. The first day of the knockout round was temporarily over. At this time, the first round of knockout rounds had only reached Game 34, with more than 70 games left, and at least it would have to wait until tomorrow to finish.

It takes 5 hours, and an average of 10 minutes per game, which is normal. Unless the strength of the warriors is almost the same, they will not be played for too long, especially in the national martial arts. It is famous for either injury or failure, so the outcome of the victory or defeat comes out very quickly, not like in the movie, which can be played for several hours, or even days and nights.

Although the gap between the third-grade Mingjin martial artist and the fourth-grade Darkjin martial artist is not small, there is no qualitative difference yet. Everyone is cautious in fighting, but they still end within about eight to fifteen minutes.

Today is the first day of the competition, so it only starts in the afternoon, it will be better tomorrow and it will start at 8 am.

There are 3 hours from 8:00 to 11:00, 1:30 to 6:30, and 5 hours in total, 8 hours in total, and I guess it will be completed tomorrow, and I have extra time to draw lots to prepare for the second round of knockout round.

The results of this day were not very good for No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School. Today, there were 9 Chinese martial arts students from No. 1 Middle School, and only two were passed. One of them was the chief student Zhang Yun. Among the remaining 8 people, Xia Wu and Wang Xiu were all included.

Second Middle School is even worse, and the chief student Meng Rong failed. After that, five people came on stage and could not pass only one second student. I have to say that although they are Chinese martial arts students, they are still students. They have too shallow experience in life, not strong willpower, and are not smooth. They are too young to face the adult martial arts schools from all levels of the folk.

"Master Zhou, I checked it. Two Chinese martial arts students passed today at No. 1 Middle School. One was the chief student Zhang Yun, and the other was Li Qiang who relied on luck. He met an old man who only learned how to practice Tai Chi and cultivate the methods. He came to experience the atmosphere purely. He gave up in less than two minutes and left. He was really lucky."

"And today, except for Senior Zheng in the next seat, all the others who went up were eliminated."

"How many of us still haven't been to the No. 1 Middle School?"

"We have 10 people, and they have 8 people."

"Hmph, you 10 of you will work hard for me tomorrow to pass the first round of knockout stage. I don't expect you to get the warrior certificate, at least to survive the first round, otherwise the principal's face will not look good."

"Also, I understand one thing."
Chapter completed!