"No. 100 vs. No. 18"

After a long wait, it was finally Yang Shaohua's turn.

"Brother, come on!" Yang Qing made a cheerful gesture to Yang Shaohua.

Yang Shaohua nodded and said nothing, turning around and walking towards the competition platform.

His opponent was a young man with an average appearance. He looked up and nodded.

"please!"

A shortened word summarizes the man's emphasis on him in front of him.

Yang Shaohua was not pretentious and nodded to the man and went straight to the man.

The man looked at the other party's fierce fist wind and grinned, knowing that he had met his opponent this time, but he didn't intend to give up. The power of his martial soul surged up and left directly like Yang Shaohua.

bump……

The fist wind was facing each other and immediately saw the difference between the two. The man's body became cold and he took a few steps back and almost fell down. On the other hand, Yang Shaohua seemed to be fine.

The two of them fought each other in an instant, and naturally they fell seriously into the audience. Some people who didn't know Yang Shaohua's background began to guess, but they were stunned when they knew it.

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The man glanced at Yang Shaohua in a complicated way, jumped directly from the stage.

Yang Shaohua won the first game very easily and it was not difficult at all. He ignored anyone's eyes and walked straight towards Yang Qing.

"Is this Shaohua?"

An old man on the rostrum looked at the young man's face and said softly.

"Well, it's that boy, but I didn't expect that he would reach this height in just five years!" A middle-aged strong man next to him said in a different way.

"This boy is extraordinary. If I remember correctly, he was a third-rank martial artist a year ago!" The old man sighed slightly in his tone.

"Maybe he just took some spiritual medicine. He couldn't stand it. It would be useless if the martial soul did not awaken!"

The strong man retorted unconvincedly.

When the old man heard that he was not refuting, he smiled slightly and his eyes were on the competition stage again. However, the words of the two fell into the ears of the people around him, which surprised them.

"No. 100 vs. No. 53!"

Not long after, the referee's heavy voice rang again, and Yang Shaohua's second competition began.

Yang Shaohua's second opponent is a little fat man.

"Anger Monkey Fist!"

When the fat man saw Yang Shaohua coming up without saying a word, he didn't know if he had watched his previous competition and wanted to give Yang Shaohua a sudden raid and lift him off.

Looking at the fat man who was like a monkey, a strange picture appeared in Yang Shaohua's mind, which was so beautiful that he dared not look directly at it.

After waving the thoughts in his mind, Yang Shaohua turned closer without retreating, swung his fist and greeted him directly.

He didn't even need to think about this punch, like a fish swimming in the sea, shuttled through the deep sea and reefs, avoiding the opponent's attack and hitting the opponent's key points.

bump!

The little fat man groaned and took two steps back. He was overturned by Yang Shaohua and fell to the ground.

"What a fast speed, a very accurate method, there is no rhythm of dragging water?" The audience outside the venue looked here and swallowed and discussed it. Some people even began to compare. If they could drive more of Yang Shaohua's blow in this state, the answer could not be.

"One hundred wins!"

The referee announced the result with a expressionless expression. After this result appeared, the venue was in an uproar, and many people began to pay attention to him.

There is still no suspense in the next game. In addition, he has won five games in the previous two games, which means he has won five games in a row. As long as he wins another five games, he will be eligible to advance.

Taking a corner of the competition venue, Zhao Ning looked at Yang Shaohua walking down the court with a slight grin and showed a hint of excitement.

"He is the opponent he mentioned. I don't think it's so good. Apart from the good technique, I don't see any difference!"

A man slowly walked out behind Zhao Ning, looking at the competition stage, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"You will know when you meet it!"

Zhao Ning did not refute the boy's words, turned around and floated away, leaving the boy alone and messy.

"No. 100 vs. No. 31!"

After waiting for a long time, Yang Shaohua finally ushered in his sixth competition. Many people were very interested in it, and some even speculated where he could go!

Yang Shaohua still came on stage slowly as before. This time his opponent can be said to be stronger than before.

Because this is a strong man with a strength of 9th grade. Yang Qing from the audience added some knowledge to him. This man came from a small village, but his strength was very strong.

"Wu Hao! Fight that kid for me!" There were people shouting and shouting at the bottom of the competition ground. Because many people below were dissatisfied with him, because there was no shortage of gamblers here.

"Do you go down by yourself or let me take you down?!" Wu Hao's body was extremely tall, and Yang Shaohua was like a dwarf in front of him.

Although Wu Hao said that, he had not waited for me to underestimate the enemy, and he had also seen the body competition. The strength of this No. 100 is indeed very powerful. Although he did not use any martial soul power on the way, he was sure that the other party had reached the ninth level and was even about to be completed.

Wu Hao shouted muffled, and the power of the martial soul on his body continued to condense, and then his body was wrapped in a yellow aura.

In an instant, a powerful aura gushed out, followed by a powerful pressure that crushed the surroundings. However, this aura was completely beyond the pressure of the eighth-grade martial artists.

Among these 300 participants, each thirty people were divided into a group, but the ninth-grade martial artists were the strong ones here.

"There are many people who say this to me, but their results are not very good!"

Yang Shaohua's mouth slightly raised, and he didn't take this ordinary ninth-grade martial artist to heart.

"Arrogant!"

Wu Hao shouted loudly, and his strong body was like a furious rhino, flying towards Yang Shaohua with the wailing Ling Feng.

"The roar of a mad bull!"

Wu Hao's martial soul power continued to surge, and then merged into his body. The powerful weight had a terrible impact on Yang Shaohua.

Even if Wu Hao's attack is a peak ninth-grade strongman, he can only dodge and avoid it without rushing, and dare not easily confront this powerful impact head-on.

"Good attack, then you can take my punch too!"

Looking at the opponent's attack, Yang Shaohua's face was not moved at all, and his figure flashed and he took the initiative to win.

"Stone Fist!"

When they heard these three words, the people around them almost didn't spit a mouthful of blood and actually used first-class martial arts to second-class martial arts. This was purely seeking death.

Yang Shaohua swung his punch, accompanied by a heavy fist wind, and it blasted heavily at Wu Hao's body like a rockfall.

boom……

The dull sounded loudly on the competition stage...

A dull sound rang on the competition stage, and instantly the surroundings became quiet. Looking at everything that happened in the venue incredible, they swallowed their saliva, their faces full of incredible expressions. Some people even gave themselves a mouth gently, letting the pain tell him that this was not true.

Roar!

However, this calmness was instantly interrupted by the wailing sound on the field. Wu Hao, who was originally tall and mighty, was lying on the ground and constantly struggling, but he could not get up. There were a few white solids scattered around him. There was no need to guess that this was his teeth.

After several struggles, Wu Hao gave up and lay there motionless. Ren Sui didn't expect that such a powerful man would be severely injured under a punch and could not get up.

"Victory No. 100!"

The referee's eyes swept past Wu Hao and quickly gave the judgment answer.

Yang Shaohua just now actually used first-class boxing techniques, which made many participants blush. Some people really had a twitching corner of their mouths. Is this still a human? Some even doubted whether he had broken through the limitations of the shackles and reached the level of a warrior.

However, there was no answer for all the speculations, but Yang Shaohua stood at the highest peak and even spread far away. First-class martial arts were defeated by second-class martial arts.

After winning six games in a row, Yang Shaohua had no choice but to step down.

After Wu Hao, Yang Shaohua's competition became easier and easier. Some people from the eighth-rank martial artists took the initiative to give up when they saw Yang Shaohua, so they simply let him pass the test directly.

He is not the only one who won the winning streak in the entire No. 3 team, of course there are others.

Eight consecutive victories, nine consecutive victories, ten consecutive victories...

In this way, Yang Shaohua advanced to the top with a singular song, without even any problems. Some people took a deep breath after seeing this. It seemed that the most incredible thing about this martial arts competition was this man, this young man who broke into it.

However, there is another winning streak in this group, that is a woman. This woman does not belong to any of the four major forces and should be considered a person among other small forces. However, such talents are considered ancestors among those small forces.

The girl looked at Yang Shaohua in the distance indifferently, nodded at him, showed a kind smile, and turned around and left.

Yang Shaohua's face was stunned. Looking at the girl who was the same as him, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, but he felt that this woman would be a very powerful opponent in the future, even no less than Zhao Ning.

"Brother Stinky, what are you looking at? What's the good looking over there?"

Yang Qing looked at the back that disappeared in the crowd with a jealousy, and gently tapped Yang Shaohua's back and said.

"Uh? It's nothing, I just feel that person is very strong!"

Yang Shaohua was stunned by Yang Qing and replied with a chuckle.

The game continued like this. Unlike Yang Shaohua and that girl, almost every ten people in the next ten had lost results, but not too many. Some had lost once, some had lost twice, but the results were exactly the same, all in order to get the qualification to enter the next stage.

The other venues also completed competitions one after another, and a total of 100 participants passed the selection in the ten groups.

"I didn't expect that there were two dark horses in the third group, which really surprised me!"
To be continued...