C946 A Wonderful Game
C946 A Wonderful Game
In a short period of time, Zhang Ruoxu still gained nothing. Actually, the pressure he was feeling right now was a little stronger than Hong Tianwen's.
This was because not only did Zhang Ruoxu want to find an opportunity to use the Divergent Hand, he also wanted to avoid the incomparably fierce punch of the Flood Fist. He wasn't as strong as Sui Guan. If he was hit by Hong Tianwen's fist, he would suffer!
Below the arena, Sui Guan saw that the speed of Zhang Ruoxu's attack was getting slower and slower, and the interval between them was getting longer and longer. He couldn't help but say with some worry, "Zhang Ruoxu seems to be at a disadvantage!"
Faang Liang heard this and explained with a smile, "This is inevitable, but he can hold on with the Pixue Yi Hand for a short period of time. Although the Hong Fist has extraordinary strength, it is no longer as elegant as before when facing the Pixue Yi Hand!"
At this moment, the three matches in the arena were still going on intensely. It had been thirty minutes since the start of the battle. This kind of stalemate had consumed a lot of the contestants' energy.
The Organizer had also considered this, so they allowed the winner to empty out once to recover their strength.
In this kind of deadlocked battle, what was tested was usually the endurance of a Martial artists. Whoever could last until the end would be the winner.
This was also the reason why Faang Liang wanted to train Sui Guan's endurance. After all, this was as important as the foundation, and it couldn't be ignored.
Another ten minutes passed, and Hong Tianwen clearly felt somewhat powerless. The strength he used was already slower than when he was at his peak. On the other hand, Zhang Ruoxu was not as embarrassed as he was.
The Flood Fist pursued the ultimate strength. At the same time, the consumption of the user was huge. Comparatively, the Divergent Hand was more particular. It was a word of coincidence. Hence, there would naturally not be such a huge consumption.
At this moment, Zhang Ruoxu knew that his opportunity had arrived. He had bitterly endured for nearly ten minutes, waiting for the other party to lose all his strength. At this moment, this scene was finally waiting for him!
Hence, he straightened his body and stomped heavily on the ground. After that, he pushed away Hong Tianwen's incoming fist with both of his palms. After that, he curled his fingers into claws and ruthlessly grabbed Hong Tianwen's shoulder.
At this moment, in the eyes of those with discerning eyes, the outcome had already been decided!
Faang Liang, who was standing below the stage, also said faintly. "That brat Hong Fist is going to lose!"
"How did you know?" Sui Guan looked at Faang Liang in confusion.
In his opinion, Zhang Ruoxu only grabbed his opponent's shoulder. How could Faang Liang be so sure that the winner had already been decided?
"It seems like you still don't know much about the Divergent Hand!"
After saying that, Faang Liang began to explain to Sui Guan. During the process of his explanation, Hong Tianwen had already admitted defeat!
This was also a helpless action. He was held on his shoulder by Pixue Yi. In a situation where the difference in strength was not big, he would not be able to break free at all. He would only be forced to fall into Zhang Ruoxu's control and be at his mercy!
Rather than that, it was better for him to admit defeat. At least, the scene wouldn't be too ugly. Moreover, losing to the descendant of Pi Yi wasn't something to be ashamed of. After all, they were martial arts on the same level as Hong Fist!
Sui Guan, who was standing below the ring, was also surprised after hearing Faang Liang's explanation. "Damn, this Pixue Yi Hand is so terrifying. If I break it by force, I can still break my shoulder blade?"
Faang Liang nodded. "Of course. Otherwise, why do you think Pixue Yi Hand can hold a certain position in the martial arts world of the hunting ground?"
Sui Guan listened and said thoughtfully, "It seems that I have to be more careful when I meet this Zhang Ruoxu later on. Otherwise, I might fail miserably in an easy task!"
He had only experienced a battle today. Even in the next round, there was still the battle at the airport waiting for him. Maybe he would meet Zhang Ruoxu in the next round.
"Don't think too much. Although the Pixue Yi Hand is powerful, it won't be easy to defeat you!" Faang Liang patted Sui Guan's shoulder and comforted him.
Just like what he said, although the Pixue Yi Hand was invincible, it would most likely be useless against a freak like Sui Guan. One's strength could defeat ten. This was an ironclad proof in the martial arts world.
No matter how powerful one's technique was, it wouldn't be very useful against someone with extraordinary strength. After all, he only needs one move to defeat you. And it's the kind of power that you can't parry!
Seeing how Liang Nan complimented him once, Sui Guan also smiled a little embarrassedly. "Hehe, keep a low profile!"
After winning, Zhang Ruoxu also quickly returned to the preparation area. Although his momentum was a little weak, he still had a smile on his face.
Sui Guan saw this and went up to him to congratulate him. "Congratulations, congratulations!"
"I was lucky, lucky!" Zhang Ruoxu was a modest person and did not appear overly proud of his victory.
Take the battle just now for example. Actually, he was only slightly stronger than Hong Tianwen in terms of endurance. In fact, in terms of techniques, he was not much better than his opponent.
Sui Guan tactfully did not communicate with him after that. He had just experienced a great battle, and what his opponent needed the most right now was rest.
There were still mass-produced battles going on in the four arenas. Faang Liang and Sui Guan continued to watch the battle that had yet to end.
Another 20 minutes passed, and another ring competed for the winner. The battle had just ended, and the final ring had already come to an end.
At this point, the second round of the competition had come to an end.
The big screen rolled once again, and after two seconds, the screen froze.
Faang Liang, number 1770, appeared on the screen again. This time, his opponent was number 13!
Faang Liang's eyes turned cold when he saw this. Then, boundless fighting spirit overflowed from his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Haha, it's finally here!"
"What's here?" Sui Guan did not quite understand what he was saying.
"That Senior Brother is Number Thirteen!"
Faang Liang said without turning his head, then walked towards the designated arena.
At this time, there was already a person standing on the ring. It was Senior Brother from the Zhengtian Dojo, Zhang Qi!
When the two of them stood on the stage and looked at each other, the attention of the entire audience was drawn to this side. Obviously, they were looking forward to this peak battle!
The reputation of the Zhengtian Dojo and the martial arts world in the hunting grounds could be said to be known by almost everyone. Zhang Jin, this Senior Brother, had been showing off his abilities in the martial arts world recently, and he seemed to have surpassed his peers.
As for Faang Liang, his strength was naturally acknowledged by many people along the way, especially when he was standing with Wang Bo not long ago. It drew the attention of countless people, and they also had great confidence in him.
Currently, Zhang Qi was looking at Faang Liang as if he was looking at an enemy. After all, he was still brooding over the battle in Ye Family.
Although he now knew that he was definitely being used by Hu Bang and the others, he was still unsatisfied with the recent defeat.
Therefore, today, no matter what, Zhang Jin had to get back the dignity that he had lost in the past with his own hands!
Faang Liang could naturally see the boundless fighting intent in Zhang Jin's eyes. However, he was also the same as Zhang Jin, standing firmly in his chest!
Zhang Jin looked at Faang Liang without moving, and then said lightly, "This time, I will not be careless!"
Faang Liang nodded and said, "That's good."
The referee was nervous when he saw this. Apparently, he had heard the conflict between the two of them. He did not say anything unnecessary. He ordered, "The competition begins!"
As soon as his voice faded, Faang Liang heard a buzzing sound in his ear. He raised his head and saw Zhang Jin, who was ten steps away from him, had already arrived in front of him.
A powerful enemy was attacking him. Faang Liang didn't dare to be careless. He quickly moved backwards, trying to increase the distance between him and Zhang Jin.
The Hard Qigong was the most suitable skill for close-quarters combat. After that, he would use his tough body to subdue the enemy. This was something Faang Liang naturally knew. Therefore, the most important thing right now was to increase the distance between him and Zhang Jin.