The opponents of this martial arts conference were randomly selected by computers.

There are two duels on the computer, and whoever they draw will be.

The two sides who are drawn will come to a fight. There is no room for discussion.

And there is nothing to do with random sampling. Everything depends on personal luck. Maybe it is because a little master meets a god like the god leader.

It may also be the first game, and Wang Chao will play against God's leader or Ba Liming.

In the face of fair random sampling, no one can do anything wrong, everything depends on luck or strength.

However, even if a low-handed draws a master, it is not necessarily a death. After sampling, you can abstain. And after abstaining, you can also have the opportunity to participate in the competition.

Everyone has three chances of abstaining from the right.

The rules of this martial arts conference are very fair. Everything is transparent, and the two sides who were drawn can discuss with each other and then jointly propose how to fight.

The huge screen on the wall was flickering, bizarre. After thirty minutes, two names appeared.

Beichen Temple, Japan.

China Hongmen. Zhu Hongzhi.

These two names are first in Chinese, followed by English, Japanese, Korean, Arabic, Russian, German, etc., and dozens of words. So people at the venue can understand who was randomly selected by computers. "Did Zhu Hongzhi also sign up for the stage?" Just when the name Zhu Hongzhi appeared, many people were surprised. Many people did not expect that Zhu Hongzhi actually signed up for this martial arts conference.

You know, it is very dangerous to participate in the martial arts conference. Because no one knows who they will draw. Maybe they will draw Wang Chao and the evil spirits such as the god leader. Then they will die.

Although Zhu Hongzhi, a big boss from the Hongmen area, has been very famous for twenty years, but he has not fought with others. Everyone knows that he is old. So many people think that he is just here to lead the team to watch the area. But they didn't expect that this old bone actually made a teenage crazy.

Registering at his age is almost equivalent to leaving his life on the stage of this life and completely putting life and death aside. What kind of courage is this?

On the ground

Beichen's man who was drawn, the Japanese Beichen sword-like martial artist took the lead in walking down the center of the venue.

At the same time, Zhu Hongzhi, wearing a black gown and black cloth shoes, had a slightly loose skin on his face, but was energetic and sharp-eyed, also walked to the center of the venue step by step.

The two stopped more than ten meters away, looking at each other with their eyes. At the same time, tens of thousands of eyes were projected on the two people.

The two of them are already the focus of all the masters in the world, and they are truly attentive. "Mr. Zhu, you are over 70 years old. Why are you still here to participate in this martial arts conference? I am only forty years old now. In terms of age and physical strength, you are all below me. Moreover, my Beichen Temple has no less practical experience than you. Aren't you afraid of death? Now you give up and it's still time to withdraw."

Beichen'an looked at Zhu Hongzhi and said softly.

It turns out that the rules of this martial arts conference are like this: I draw two people from both sides and can give up before taking action.

Everyone has three chances to abstain from the right.

For example, Zhu Hongzhi now draws Beichen. If he is not an opponent, he can give up and admit defeat. He draws a strong opponent again in the next round and can also give up. It is not until he abstains three times that he truly loses and has no qualifications to participate in the martial arts conference again, which is equivalent to being eliminated.

But when you really start to take action, you cannot abstain from power. You can only be beaten to death, or if you are beaten to death, your opponent will save your life after being beaten to death.

There were no referees at this martial arts conference, and there were no disabilities or any protective gear. Because of this, it was not broadcast in China, and domestic reporters were not allowed to shoot and conduct live reports.

"Mr. Beichen, this martial arts conference is an opportunity that is rare in a thousand years, a stage for the blooming of life. How lucky it is for us martial arts practitioners to encounter this opportunity? Even if we keep our lives here, it is worth it. Don't you think so?"

Zhu Hongzhi looked at Beichen Temple with a wise look.

"Put aside the grievances in our martial arts world. You are a respected senior." Beichen'an said with a solemn expression: "Where are we competing for martial arts? Or are we competing for weapons or fists?"

At this martial arts conference, both parties drawn can make suggestions for comparing weapons. If one party does not agree with comparing weapons, then use a computer to draw between the weapons, fists and feet, and then draw them again.

The weapons of this martial arts conference are restricted by guns and shells, but not bows and crossbows. The rest of the spears, iron sticks, knives, swords, and shields, and everything can be used.

"Just punches and kicks, of course, you are a sect of Beichen Yidao. You are good at using swords. If you use swords, I will accompany you." Zhu Hongzhi spoke casually.

"Then compare the fists and feet first. If the fists and feet do not determine the outcome, then compare the sword." Beichen'an also smiled, "But, before we start, I have something, so let's show Mr. Zhu first."

"What?" Zhu Hongzhi asked.

"It's four words. If anyone loses this time, what if anyone hangs these four words on the wall of his own house?"

Beichen'an took out a scroll from his clothes. When he spread it out, it turned out to be four words, four Chinese and Japanese martial artists, most familiar to him.

Even a martial arts master like Zhu Hongzhi couldn't help but burst into sharp murderous intent in his eyes when he saw these four words.

These four words suddenly became "the sick man of East Asia".

"Okay, okay, then do it."

Zhu Hongzhi said a few words and never spoke again.

Beichen'an threw the scroll and landed on the ground in the distance, holding his hands.

At this moment, a rapid ringtone rang throughout the venue.

It is the ringtone at the beginning of the competition.

As soon as the ringtone rang, the two sides of the competition could not admit defeat, but would end up unstoppable.

Swish!

Just as the ringtone stopped, Beichen'an took action.

He took a big step! His legs rushed forward suddenly, and his hind legs actually surpassed his front legs. At the same time, his arms suddenly started to brush from under his lower abdomen, and his arms were bent into an arc, like a long Oriental samurai sword flirting from bottom to top.

Beichen's ultimate skill "snatching skills" is the "sword-flipping technique".

The explosion of the knife-cutting, time, geography and environment have reached a peak, and the momentum is even more unyielding, with bloody storms.

He didn't say hello, and he took action when the ringtone was just cut off. It could be said that he was a surprise attack. However, in terms of rules, it was impeccable.

Zhu Hongzhi also moved the moment the ringtone was cut off.

His body suddenly took a step back half a step. With a stern look, his front foot followed half a step and exhaled. The hair in his body exploded, as if it was a big hedgehog, exerting force violently, punched out, and the pores of his body opened wide, and sweat directly turned into white mist and rose out of the pores.

With a step back, a step forward, and a punch, Zhu Hongzhi actually used all his strength.

He did not save his physical strength at all. The first move he made was to knock out all his strength.

"Success!" Beichen'an rushed to Zhu Hongzhi at the moment when a sudden "sword lifting technique" exploded. He felt in his heart that the other party would definitely die, which was also the confidence of the martial artist. The moment he rushed to Zhu Hongzhi, the hand knife seemed to have touched the other party's chest.

In an instant, I felt victory in my sight.

However, just as his fingers touched Zhu Hongzhi's chest, the other party's footsteps suddenly retreated, just half a step, but he had avoided his gestures.

Beichen's mind moved, and he shouted loudly. He went further and slashed out with one hand. This was a pursuit that failed to hit the sword.

However, just as he increased his strength to chase the ground, Zhu Hongzhi stepped forward half a step. A collapsed punch hit his abdomen like a slamming overwhelming sea.

collapse!

Beichen'an was directly punched. His huge body flew up high, and then fell straight to the ground. His body looked like a carp coming out of water. After thrusting a few times, only a faint breath was left.

The two of them fought until they decided to win, and the time was too short!

Even the ringtones in the venue have not stopped yet, and the afterglow of the ringtones at the beginning is still rippling in the corner of the venue.

The moment the ringtone ended, Beichen'an took the lead in attacking, Zhu Hongzhi retreated and advanced again, two and a half steps, one of the collapse boxing, which is the routine of the half-step collapse boxing.

Just like this, he retreated, advanced, and punched Beichen's body and smashed all his lower abdomen.

"Why do you know that I will take the lead in attacking? It's a pity that you retreat and advance. If I fight you upright, you will definitely lose. If you retreat, you can't resist my sword at all. Why do you know my attack in advance? Do you have the ability to see through your psychological motivation in advance?"

Beichen's lie on the ground, his breath was weak, but he didn't understand even if he died.

The sword he had just exploded could not resist with Zhu Hongzhi's kung fu, speed, and reaction ability, and could not dodge. However, Zhu Hongzhi took a step back and dodged. There might be only one such thing, that is, Zhu Hongzhi expected that he would take this sword in advance, and thus retreated in advance.

But such kung fu is almost a myth, and Beichen'an does not believe that Zhu Hongzhi has such ability.

"I don't have that ability. I just rely on my experience in facing the enemy. If you resist this punch, I will die. Because I don't have the energy to send out the second punch. If you want to blame me, blame yourself. The attack was too urgent." Zhu Hongzhi said, he walked to the side, picked up the scroll of "Sick Man in East Asia", gently covered Beichen's body, and then walked out of the venue.

The first duel was so fast.
Chapter completed!