Jiang Fa's eyes also fell on Lu Jiu's back.
This man had a gloomy and treacherous aura, his moves were clean and neat without hesitation, and his whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura that was extremely inappropriate for his age.
"Sure enough, there is no easy one who can fight till now."
He suppressed his thoughts and returned his attention to the next game.
In the sixth game, Zhou Family Zhou Tai faced off against Luo Zhen from Tekken Martial Arts School.
When the referee read out these two names, the buzz in the stands was obviously a little louder than in the previous games.
Zhou Tai, the most outstanding disciple of the Zhou Family generation, with Late Dark Force cultivation, is said to have already reached the peak of An Jin with one foot, and a silver gun that makes him perfect. He is known as "Zhou Family's first shot" among the younger generation of Qingshan County.
Luo Zhen, the only son of Luo Tiefeng, the master of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School, joined Late Dark Force at the age of 18. His boxing skills are extremely wild, and his fighting style relies on offense instead of defense. He is extremely ferocious. He has won the first few rounds of competitions with overwhelming force and has not lost a single defeat so far.
When these two people collided, it was destined to be a fight between dragons and tigers.
Zhou Tai took the lead on the stage.
He was extremely tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was dressed in green and gray clothes. He was holding a bright silver gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun glowed with a cold light in the sun.
Luo Zhen followed closely behind. He was half a head shorter than Zhou Tai, but as strong as a wall. His arms were bare, his fists were wrapped with circles of burlap strips, and his joints were covered with thick calluses.
"Zhou Tai."
"Luo Zhen."
The two of them announced their names to each other and said no more words.
The referee ordered the flag to fall.
Luo Zhen took the lead.
He kicked his feet, and like an enraged bull, he rushed towards Zhou Tai close to the ground.
His punches were extremely wild, punch after punch, powerful and heavy, with a roaring wind, and he didn't care about defense at all, as if he was going to smash his opponent alive.
A light flashed in Zhou Tai's eyes, and he shook the bright silver gun in his hand. The gun buzzed, and the tip of the gun was like a silver snake spitting a message, and it stabbed towards Luo Zhen's door.
His shot was fast and accurate. It seemed ordinary, but in fact it had several hidden changes. The tip of the gun pointed at Luo Zhen, blocking all access routes in front of him.
Luo Zhen, on the other hand, did not retreat but instead advanced. His head suddenly tilted, and the tip of the spear grazed his cheekbone, bringing up a streak of blood.
At the same time, his left fist hit Zhou Tai's chest like a hammer.
The punch was so close that the wind on Zhou Tai's chest pressed against his body.
What a great Luo Zhen.
Zhou Tai's eyes narrowed,
He twisted his wrist suddenly, pulled back the gun body, and swept the gun tail like a stick, bringing up a ray of silver light and hitting Luo Zhen's left arm hard.
There was a clanging sound of gold and iron, and Luo Zhen's left arm wrapped in linen strips was ripped apart by the blow. The linen strips cracked inch by inch, and a shocking purple-black blood mark appeared on the exposed skin.
Luo Zhen groaned and staggered two steps to the side.
There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.
"Zhou Tai's marksmanship is so exquisite, he can defend while attacking, and he changes his moves too quickly!"
"Luo Zhen is not bad either. If that punch had been real, Zhou Taishao would have broken several ribs!"
In the first round of the fight between the two, each lost.
Luo Zhen looked down at the bloody mark on his left arm, then looked up at Zhou Tai. Instead of showing fear, his eyes ignited an even crazier fighting spirit.
"Nice gun!"
He grinned, showing his white teeth.
Zhou Tai did not answer, the tip of his spear was slightly lowered, and he stood in the center of the ring, motionless as a mountain.
The next moment, the two of them moved at the same time.
The shadows of fists, wind, and guns intertwined in the ring, and the sounds of metal collisions, explosive roars, and fists and feet breaking through the air came and went, so intensively that it made your eardrums buzz.
Luo Zhen's punches became more and more fierce, and he put all his strength into every punch, as if he didn't know he was tired.
Zhou Tai's spear skills became faster and faster, and the tip of the spear turned into a silver light that filled the sky, blocking Luo Zhen's punches.
The two exchanged nearly a hundred moves, and neither could do anything to the other.
After more than a hundred moves, the situation suddenly changed.
Luo Zhen suddenly rushed forward, pushing the tip of Zhou Tai's spear into his body, and at the cost of having his right shoulder pierced by the tip of the spear, he punched Zhou Tai in the lower abdomen.
This punch put all his strength into it, and the power of the punch penetrated his body. Zhou Tai felt like his stomach was churning, and he was sent flying backwards. The silver gun in his hand almost fell out of his hands.
Luo Zhen was unyielding. He endured the severe pain in his right shoulder and chased after him like a mad cow. His fists rained down on Zhou Tai.
"Zhou Tai is going to lose?"
Someone in the stands exclaimed.
Zhou Nantian still looked half asleep and half awake, as if he didn't care about the situation on the field.
Just when everyone thought Zhou Tai was bound to be defeated, the figure who was being pressed and beaten suddenly dwarfed in the ring.
He didn't hide, but made an extremely weird progress. His whole body almost jumped out from the ground.
Luo Zhen's fist grazed his scalp and hit the empty space.
Zhou Tai's gun had changed direction at some point. The tail of the gun was stuck diagonally on the table. The gun body was like a silver bowstring. It was pressed tightly by Zhou Tai's left hand, and his right fist flew out.
This punch, relying on the elasticity of the gun body, reached an extremely astonishing speed and power.
The spear is a bow, and the fist is an arrow.
Luo Zhen felt that a dark shadow in front of his eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and in the next moment, Zhou Tai's fist had already hit his face.
"Bang!"
Luo Zhen was knocked backward by the punch and fell heavily onto the ring. His head tilted and he fainted on the spot.
The whole place was silent.
Zhou Tai slowly stood up straight. The jaw of his right hand was broken and blood dripped down the knuckles. The gun in his left hand still maintained its bow-like posture.
His face was pale and his breathing was heavy. It was obvious that the punch just now had exhausted almost all his strength.
But he stood up straight.
"Zhou Family, Zhou Taisheng!"
The referee's voice fell, and a burst of belated exclamations and applause erupted from the stands.
"That punch was so terrifying. Using the elasticity of the gun body to punch, what kind of control does it take?"
"After this battle, Zhou Tai will probably reach the peak of An Jin."
"Luo Zhen is not weak either, he almost won."
In the seventh game, Liu Family Liu Mang versus Rogue Cultivator Huo Qing.
Liu Mang's stick technique is fierce and his steps are steady, while Huo Qing uses a dagger Rogue Cultivator, and his strikes are ruthless, and his moves never miss the mark.
The two fought hard for more than thirty years before Huo Qing pierced Liu Mang's left shoulder with his sword, making Liu Mang unable to lift his arm on the spot.
But Liu Mang was also a ruthless man. He fought hard with one arm and swept across with his stick with one hand. He hit Huo Qing under the ribs with the stick, sending him flying out of the ring and fainting on the spot.
At this point, the list of the top seven has been officially released.
Zhao Clan Martial Hall Jiang Fa, Qin Xuan, Boulder Martial Hall Li Kunlun, Wang Family Wang Yanzhi, Zhou Family Zhou Tai, Liu Family Liu Mang, Rogue Cultivator Lu Jiu.
The list was announced, and to everyone's surprise, Zhao Clan Martial Hall actually had two people reach the top seven this year.
This also means that these two people will definitely be disciples of the three major sects from now on.
Thinking of this key point, some forces that were not very close to the Zhao Clan Martial Hall on weekdays immediately changed their faces.
When facing Zhao Zhong, he showed a little more intention to please and make friends.
On the field, the top seven were decided, but the atmosphere did not cool down because the knockout round ended.