"What is the origin of this Jiang Fa...?"
"Sun Xian can't even touch the corners of his clothes. Is he still a human being?"
Someone swallowed and whispered, "Have you noticed that his steps are particularly particular? Every move is just right, at least half a step, and no more than three feet at most. It looks like... as if he has already predicted where Sun Xian's stick will hit."
"From what you said, it seems true."
"Who is this guy? Zhao Clan Martial Hall When did such a great god appear?"
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and the initial ridicule had long since disappeared.
Tang Jin'er listened to the discussions of the people around her with a look of pride on her face.
As time passed, Sun Xian on the court was almost driven crazy.
He swung the copper stick faster and faster, his breathing became heavier, and his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.
"Asshole! Are you going to fight or not?"
Sun Xian shouted angrily, his eyes were red, and the copper stick in his hand shook violently, the stick buzzed, and turned into three stick shadows, and swept towards Jiang Fa in the upper, middle and lower directions at the same time.
This is his specialty,
Three unique sticks.
The three stick shadows are fake and real, and it is difficult to tell whether they are real or fake. I don't know how many opponents have fallen to this move.
However, Jiang Fa just smiled slightly, swayed, and passed through the gap between the three stick shadows like a ghost.
The black figure was like smoke blown away by the wind, and Sun Xian's copper rod did not even touch a hair on his head.
Sun Xian completely collapsed.
He picked up the copper stick and threw it at Jiang Fa randomly, shouting angrily, "You fucking do it! Hit me! You fucking beat me!"
Jiang Fa ignored his incompetent rage and walked around behind him easily, his tone so calm that he was even lazy.
"Then you have to be careful, I'm going to take action."
Sun Xian's heart suddenly shuddered, he turned around subconsciously and blocked with his horizontal stick.
"Bang!"
A heavy punch hit Sun Xian firmly in the abdomen.
Sun Xian didn't even have time to react, and he flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily on the edge of the ring.
"Pfft..."
Blood spurted from his mouth and he struggled to get up.
But the 60-pound copper rod had already flown out of his hand, spinning in the air and hitting the yellow sand outside the ring, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.
Sun Xian used his last bit of strength to raise his upper body, but fell down again the next moment.
He raised his head, his face covered with blood, and stared at Jiang Fa with disbelief, as if he didn't understand until his death how he could lose to this kid who could only hide and hide.
The referee quickly stepped forward, knelt down and checked Sun Xian's condition, then stood up and waved the flag in his hand.
"Zhao Clan Martial Hall, Jiang Fa wins!"
The whole place was in an uproar.
"This... is this the end?"
"I didn't even see how he did it!"
"Did any of you see that punch just now? I saw him duck behind Sun Xian, and then Sun Xian flew out..."
"What the hell is this speed?"
Similar discussions echoed throughout the school grounds like a tide.
Tang Jin'er was the first to stand up from the stands, her face flushed with excitement.
"Win, win! Senior Brother Jiang wins!"
Sun Yi was sitting in the stands, looking at the figure on the ring from a distance, his face looking gloomy and ugly.
"How can this lowly country bumpkin be so strong..."
He lowered his head, holding his knees tightly with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.
On the other side of the stands, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looked across the crowd, and landed on Jiang Fa, his eyes a little more serious.
"His movement skills are pretty good."
Song Wan on the side also had a look of surprise on his face.
"Brother Zhao, this Jiang Fa in your martial arts school is quite unexpected."
Lie Changkong sat in the stands and smiled distantly at Zhao Zhong.
Zhao Zhong just smiled faintly, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip without saying anything.
But his heart was not as calm as on the surface.
"This kid, in just a few months, not only has his strength improved a lot... but his body skills have also improved to this extent?"
But the physical skills demonstrated by Jiang Fa just now are clearly beyond the scope of Minor Achievement, and there is a hint of Major Accomplishment.
Zhao Zhong was shocked but also felt a trace of regret.
"It's a pity that this guy is just of low quality, with only a little understanding and no background. Alas..."
Zhao Zhong had countless thoughts surging in his heart, and his expression was a little complicated.
On the ring, Jiang Fa has already stepped off the stage.
His face was calm and his breathing was even, as if he had just taken a walk on the stage.
In fact, he didn't expend much effort in that battle just now.
Wind-Chasing Steps Major Accomplishment After that, his movement speed was more than twice as fast as before, and with the blessing of the second level of Guiyuan Breath Condensation Technique, under the restraint of his breath, the opponent couldn't figure out his reality at all.
Although Sun Xian's stick technique is fierce, but in the face of absolute speed, he is like a reckless man with no brute strength.
Just now Jiang Fa deliberately only defended but did not take action.
First, I want to personally verify what level I have reached after Wind-Chasing Steps Major Accomplishment. Second, I want to use Sun Xian's stick technique rhythm to hone my control of the body technique in actual combat.
When the verification is almost done, the fight ends with one punch.
"Don't reveal your strength, win with speed."
This was a strategy he had already thought of before taking office.
Now it seems that the effect is surprisingly good.
He walked to the stands of the Zhao Clan Martial Hall, and everyone gathered around to congratulate him.
"Senior Brother Jiang is so awesome!"
"That punch really relieved me! Let's see if Boulder Martial Hall still dares to be arrogant in the future!"
Jiang Fa nodded in response,
Tang Jin'er didn't know when she had already run down the stands and squeezed in next to Jiang Fa.
"Senior Brother Jiang, give me some water!"
She conjured a water bag out of nowhere, held it in both hands and handed it to him, her eyes filled with admiration.
Jiang Fa took the water bag, raised his head and took a sip, then said thank you.
"The game is still going on, let's go to the next one."
he said.
"Yes, yes, it's my turn soon!"
Xu Feng slapped his forehead with a nervous look on his face.
According to martial arts rules, the competition lasts for several days.
The first day is group elimination. All contestants draw lots according to their numbers and compete in pairs. The winner advances to the next round and the loser is eliminated directly.
There were one hundred and eight people, and after today, there were only fifty-four left.
Jiang Fa The battle just now was so clean and tidy that it only took half a cup of tea. They were the first ones to end the battle today.
With this good start, the morale of everyone at the Zhao Clan Martial Hall has been greatly boosted.
In the following time, Jiang Fa sat in the stands of the martial arts hall and watched the competitions in other arenas.
Among them, the ones he pays most attention to are naturally those guys who are listed as the favorites to win the championship.