Chapter Five Hundred and Seventieth: Fatty's Prestige

The first round of competition continued, and during the first day, each contestant had to fight twenty battles.

In such a high-intensity battle, the test for the players is not only the strength but also the ability to withstand pressure.

After finishing one match, Yun Kexin walked back and looked at Xiao Chen with a smile and said, "Xiao Chen, how many matches have been played, and what is the result?"

Before Xiao Chen answered, Liu Suifeng rushed to say: "Hey, he has won all five battles so far, and he hasn't even used a knife, just like you, Senior Sister Yun."

Yun Kexin smiled disapprovingly: "It was pure luck for me, and the victory was not easy, but we don't have many masters in this group, as long as I don't lose in five games, I can basically guarantee my qualification."

In the first round of the knockout round, the seed players did not appear, so many groups will not have any top players. This is the case for Xiao Chen's six groups and Yun Kexin's three groups.

However, there are also some death groups. In those groups, there are many veteran masters like Bai Zhan, and there are even heaven-defying figures like Xuanyuan Zhantian and Nangong Ziyue.

Being in such a group is a kind of sadness for ordinary players, it is very unfortunate that Murong Chong was assigned to such a group.

Liu Suifeng said in a low voice: "Murong Chong came back and lost another game, so we lost two games."

After Murong Chong came back, seeing Xiao Chen and Yun Kexin, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "I really want to switch teams with you two, the masters in my team are too perverted."

Seeing Murong Chong being so casual, Xiao Chen knew that the other party had let go of his mind, and said: "Your strength is definitely not bad, and you are also difficult to deal with in the eyes of outsiders. As long as you perform normally, you can definitely pass the first test."

Murong Chong said in a deep voice: "I understand, let's work hard together, so that everyone can enter the ranking competition."

Yun Kexin nodded and said, "Definitely."

Mu Chen and the others also laughed and said: "I wish you all success in no time and win this honor for our Tiandao Pavilion."

Jiang Chi, the great elder of Tiandao Pavilion who saw this scene next to him, smiled happily and nodded slightly.

"In the next match, Jin Dabao will face Ling Feng." On the competition stage of the fifteenth group, the old referee said solemnly.

No way, this fat man is also here to participate in the Five Kingdoms Tournament, so he dares to come even if he doesn't have a secret treasure with his strength?

Liu Suifeng laughed and said: "This guy, Ci is ashamed to come on stage like this.

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Xiao Chen's eyes were suspicious, and he looked over with great interest, but he was very interested in how the fat man's strength is.

"I'm in Xieyue Pavilion, Ling Feng, please enlighten me." Ling Feng bowed his hands and performed the warrior salute.

Jin Dabao was dressed in jewels, holding a golden folding fan in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Xieyue Pavilion, that's a super big sect, little brother, why don't you ask Fat Master to make two moves first."

"Look at you, you are handsome and imposing, and you are also a popular contestant for the top ten. You are also a super big sect. It's okay to let the fat man do two tricks."

The disciples of the Great Sect are all arrogant. At this moment, Ling Feng felt a little elated when he heard the other party's flattery.

But the surface is still serious, and he smiled softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if I let you do two tricks, let's do it!"

It's just two tricks, and it will be over soon, Ling Feng? Ling Feng still has this bit of self-confidence.

Jin Dabao chuckled, stretched out his thumb and said: "Boldness, a great sect is a great sect, no wonder he dares to speak out to compete for the top ten, Fatty, here I come!"

bang bang bang!

The fat man had a fat waist and thick legs, and his weight was close to one hundred and seventy-eight if not two hundred. His fat body trembled wildly while running.

Seeing that it was extremely funny in Ling Feng's eyes and extremely funny in his heart, such a person didn't know how to pass the first test.

In You Xieji's footsteps, Jin Dabao came 20 meters in front of Ling Feng, and Ling Feng did as he said, without any sign of making a move, letting the fat man approach.

When he reached ten meters away, Jin Dabao's speed suddenly increased by more than five or six times, leaving a fat afterimage in the air, making people dazzled.

Jin Dabao put away the folding fan, and with his right palm, a gleaming golden coffin board in the interspatial ring appeared in his hands.

"Hey, eat my fat man's coffin board!"

Ling Feng felt a sense of danger for no reason, and the weapon in his hand was about to be unsheathed, but the surrounding world suddenly spun.

The law of heaven and earth has changed.

Snapped!

With a heavy muffled sound, the coffin boards of unknown weight slammed down on the elite disciples of Xieyue Pavilion.

I don't know how much force Jin Dabao used. After this heavy blow, Ling Feng immediately fell to the ground and couldn't get up anymore.

A second ago, everyone was still on Jin Dabao's acrobatic posture, and a second later, the situation on the competition stage was immediately reversed.

Jin Dabao retracted the coffin board into the interspatial ring, and opened the glittering golden fan with a click.

With a clattering sound, Jin Dabao shook his head and sighed, "You're a piece of rubbish, yet you dare to utter wild words to compete for the top ten. Today's young people are getting more and more arrogant, and they don't understand a little bit of modesty."

That serious look made all the elders of Xieyue Pavilion want to spit out a mouthful of old blood. The words were clearly said by the fat man, but when they came out of his mouth, they became the arrogant and ignorant disciples of Xieyue Pavilion, who were taught a lesson by him.

"Disciple of Xieyue Pavilion, if you meet this person again, don't say anything, it doesn't matter if you beat him to death." The elder of Xieyue Pavilion's inner sect said angrily.

"Jin Dabao wins, with two points." The referees in the fifteenth group were a little speechless, but they still announced the results.

Jin Dabao put away the folding fan, smiled, turned his head and waved to the surroundings: "Thank you for your support, Fatty, I will continue to fight. I am the young master of Jinpeng Chamber of Commerce. If you want to do business in the future, you can come directly Find me, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Before leaving, Jin Dabao did not forget to advertise his own chamber of commerce, as if taking everything for granted.

"This fat man has an unusually thick skin."

"It's so shameless, the people in Xieyue Pavilion are probably about to cry."

The warriors on the audience stage laughed and scolded one after another, feeling unworthy for the people of Xieyue Pavilion.

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing, but this is really the true color of the fat man, he is not shameless or Jin Dabao.

After the battle in the six groups ended, the referee immediately said, "Xiao Chen will face Xie Ziwen in the next match."

Bai Zhan said to Xie Ziwen who was eager to try, "Remember what I said, you just walk around a bit, find out his bottom line, and then take the initiative to admit defeat."

Xie Ziwen was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, he dealt with it casually, and flew towards the ring impatiently.

Xie Ziwen Xieyue Pavilion is second only to Bai Zhan's genius disciple, and the forty-seventh player in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament is one of the few masters among the six groups.

Xiao Chen is a new star in the sixth group, and has won five games in a row, winning all five games, and all of them are big victories.

The contest between the two, in the eyes of outsiders, is a battle of strength, which has attracted the attention of some people.

On the competition stage, Xie Ziwen looked at Xiao Chen with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Chen, remember what I said at the beginning, sooner or later I will trample you under my feet in front of everyone in the world."

Taking out the Moon Shadow Knife from Qiankun Jie, Xiao Chen said with a smile, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

It would take a lot of time to deal with Xie Ziwen if he continued to use fists and kicks. Xiao Chen planned to make a quick decision, so he had no idea of ​​continuing to hide his strength.

"It's useless to say more, you should make a move, you should feel honored, and successfully forced me to take out the Moon Shadow Knife."

On the audience stage, many warriors were taken aback. In the previous few battles, Xiao Chen met the enemy with fists, feet and physical strength.

The strong combat power shown was enough to surprise them, but they didn't expect that fists and kicks were just his auxiliary means of attack, and the swordsman was his true identity.

"This Xiao Chen's hiding is really deep enough, two points will be deducted for a defeat in the ring, and he is quite courageous."

"It seems that there will be a rookie in the sixth group."

"Hehe, let's wait until he defeats Xie Ziwen. If he loses, he won't be able to say how strong he is."

Focusing on the warriors of the six groups of contestants, discussing in a low voice, Xiao Chen unexpectedly concealed his strength, making everyone look forward to this battle even more.

Seeing Xiao Chen belittle him so much, Xie Ziwen laughed back angrily, and said: "Okay, okay, I'll see if you are going to be crazy later."

Thousands of Flaming Palms!

With a shout of anger, all the fire-attribute auras on the huge arena boiled instantly, and sparks danced endlessly on the field.

With a sharp push of the right palm forward, thousands of sparks condensed in an instant, forming a huge palm with clear and vivid texture. Like a mountain, with infinite coercion, he pressed fiercely towards Xiao Chen.

With this move, Xie Ziwen has fought all the way, no one can take him ten moves, which shows how powerful this move is.

Click!

The Moon Shadow Knife came out of its sheath in response, a purple light flickered, and the condensed flaming palm instantly split into two halves, and then turned into countless sparks that flickered on.

Qianqian Huoyan Palm was broken by Xiao Chen with a single knife, without any difficulty.

"hateful."

Xie Ziwen's face turned ugly, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to break this move so easily, and his figure flickered irregularly in midair.

All over the sky, flaming palms suddenly pressed towards Xiao Chen in all directions. At first glance, flaming palms were everywhere on the large martial arts platform, and the scene was grand and mighty.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, and his footsteps were walking through the palm of the flame, like strolling in a courtyard, dancing with long knives, flying freely and freely.

The knife comes out with the heart, and the person walks with the knife, among the clouds and flowing water, chop those fearful flaming palms into thousands of sparks one by one.

The black pupils of the six referees shrank slightly, and they thought in their hearts, what a wonderful artistic conception, this little guy seems to have reached the level of heaven and man in his sword skills.

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "Xie Ziwen, if you only have this ability, then don't come out and make a fool of yourself."

"as you wish."

Xie Ziwen's complexion sank, unexpectedly, the martial arts that he had worked so hard to comprehend were so unsatisfactory in Xiao Chen's eyes, forcing him to come up with a unique move in advance.

Fury of Ten Thousand Fires!

Roar!

Thousands of flames on the field suddenly vibrated violently, as if an angry warrior had feelings, and the trembling voices connected together, giving people a feeling of Vulcan shouting.

Anger, fury, resentment, and other such emotions spread fiercely in the field, and Xie Ziwen actually integrated his emotions into the artistic conception of fire.