Chapter 17 Annual Festival Martial Arts (3)
"After the rest time is over, please draw lots by the first round and decide the order of appearance in the second round!" the old man said in a timely manner.
Then the 67 people who won the first round were added to Niu Xiaoniu who drew a blank draw, and there were exactly 68 people. This time, there was no need to talk about luck, everyone had to fight.
After everyone drew the lottery again in an orderly manner, they returned to the arena and waited for the game to begin. Niu Xiaoniu drew No. 50 this time, which was a relatively low number, but the battle was not very low, but he could also watch several other people's battles carefully.
"Now, No. 1 and No. 68 are on stage, and the second round of competition begins!"
After the old man finished speaking, he jumped down and left the ring to the two fighting teenagers. The two teenagers Niu Xiaoniu knew that one was from Wangjia Village and the other was from Heishui Village. Niu Xiaoniu also watched the competition between these two people in the first round. Overall, their strength was similar to Niu Xun.
Although Niu Xiaoniu has seen the two games before, he will not suffer any losses when watching them. It is hard to say that he will face one of them in the next round. Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated.
"Eagle Claw"
"Soft Fist"
The two of them went all out as soon as they made their moves. They were all the skills of their respective villages. One used claw skills and the other was fist. Niu Xiaoniu felt that this soft fist was not practiced by men. Niu Xiaoniu always felt a little awkward when a man used this weak fist. He still liked the strong fist. Perhaps this was because Bajiquan was originally a strong fist, and then Niujia Village's power exercise technique also took a strong path, which led to his personality.
However, Jiuzhuang is always Jiuzhuang. No matter how feminine the soft fist is, it is also derived from the incomplete third-rate martial arts. Therefore, the boy from Hei Shuizhuang won this battle, but he was not feeling well. His fist also had several blood marks on his claws.
“…”
"The next group, No. 19 vs. No. 50, please come on stage!"
Hearing the old man's number, Niu Xiaoniu walked onto the ring slowly, and his opponent had already been waiting for him on it.
"Niu Xiaoniu, it seems that your luck is over. God is really taking care of me. I really let me meet you. Now you will die!" Shi Zhong, who stood opposite Niu Xiaoniu, was in conflict with him. He looked at Niu Xiaoniu with a sneer on his face.
Niu Xiaoniu also looked at Shi Zhong with surprise. He didn't expect that such a low probability would be encountered by him. It was really God's will, but he did not agree with Shi Zhong's words because Niu Xiaoniu was truly caring for.
"Oh, this kid is in trouble!"
"Who said no? Should he say he is lucky or not? He drew a blank draw in the first round, but he didn't expect that he would meet Shi Zhong from Shijia Village in the second round. Alas."
"I heard that this stone clock has already practiced the rolling stone fist to the point where it is entering the hall. It seems that this child was killed instantly by the stone clock!"
“…”
Seeing Niu Xiaoniu and Shi Zhong on the ring, except for the people from Niujia Village, everyone in the audience sighed. They obviously didn't like Niu Xiaoniu and thought Niu Xiaoniu was just going to make a move.
Niu Xiaoniu looked at the stone clock and gently spit out a word "Oh"
Shi Zhong opposite heard the word "Niu Xiaoniu" and immediately felt that he was insulted. He thought that Niu Xiaoniu would be afraid when facing him, but he did not expect Niu Xiaoniu to be so calm.
"Ah, I'm going to kill you, Rolling Stone Fist!" Shi Zhong roared, and then rushed towards Niu Xiaoniu.
"Hmph, since you are stubborn, then I will let you know what regret means, and let those who underestimate me know my power! Baji Manniu Fist!" Niu Xiaoniu also snorted coldly, clenched his fist and rushed forward.
"Bang"
Shi Zhong's fist collided with Niu Xiaoniu's fist. Those who thought Niu Xiaoniu would be killed instantly suddenly widened their eyes, but besides them, the others were also full of incredible faces. They actually saw Shi Zhong, who was four years older than Niu Xiaoniu, beaten back three steps by Niu Xiaoniu after using the Rolling Stone Fist.
"You..." Shi Zhong widened his eyes. Now his right hand still felt a numb feeling. It was shocked by the huge force coming from Niu Xiaoniu's fist just now when Niu Xiaoniu was fisting.
"Hahaha, now you should know that I am not as vulnerable as you imagined, right? I think you should give up on your own initiative, otherwise you will be even more embarrassing than admitting defeat by me later!" Niu Xiaoniu looked at Shi Zhong and said with a smile.
"I don't believe it!!! Rolling Stone Fist!"
Originally, Niu Xiaoniu really wanted to advise Shi Zhong, but Shi Zhong, who was already narrow-minded, regarded Niu Xiaoniu's words as a provocation and insult to him. He yelled all over and rushed up again with red eyes.
Niu Xiaoniu looked at Shi Zhong like this and knew that no matter what he was saying, he couldn't listen to it. He simply stopped saying anything and rushed forward and fought with Shi Zhong!
"The rolling stone sounded!"
"Hmph, the man bull is at the top!"
Seeing Shi Zhong's stubborn appearance, Niu Xiaoniu decided to teach him a lesson, but he did not reveal the other two tricks, but just used the original tricks. Moreover, the Baji Manniu Fist was also controlled by him to enter the house. He didn't want to expose other trump cards too early.
Even so, when Niu Xiaoniu used the trick of Manniu's horn, everyone seemed to have seen a huge Manniu pushing his horns towards Shi Zhong.
"puff"
Shi Zhong was hit in the chest by Niu Xiaoniu's fists and flew up from the ring on the spot. When he was in the air, he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground and fainted.
"Zhong'er!!"
Suddenly an old man rushed out of the audience. He came to the unconscious Shi Zhong with an anxious expression and checked his injuries. Later, although the old man confirmed that his grandson was only slightly injured, and was stimulated, he fainted. He still couldn't help but glared at Niu Xiaoniu, while dissipating his momentum, and said: "It's so cruel to take action at a young age!"
"Old Man Shi, what do you want to do?" Just as Niu Xiaoniu was enduring the old man's momentum, he heard a loud shout, and then the momentum that suppressed himself was gone.
"Hmph!" The old man surnamed Shi glared at Niu Xiaoniu hatefully, and then returned to the audience with the unconscious Shi Zhong.
"Xiao Niu, how about it? Are you okay?" the village chief came to Niu Xiaoniu and said with concern.
Chapter completed!