Chapter 12 Scene 1, Victory
After drawing the lottery, Tang An took a look at the number he had just drawn, which was "Jiazi 28".
Tang An walked alone to the vicinity of the champion's arena to wait.
There are 284 people participating in the tournament, but there are only 8 arenas available, which can only accommodate 256 people. Therefore, the remaining 28 people must draw lots to compete in an extra match before the others, and eliminate 18 people first.
Today's match is simple, the winning conditions are either to knock the opponent out of the arena, or make them lose their ability to resist, or the opponent surrenders. As long as one of these three conditions is met, it counts as a victory.
At the time of comparison, no weapons can be used, and only bare hands can be compared. There are 2 inner door disciples around each arena as judges.
Tang An stood alone under the champion's stage, when he suddenly saw a person, whose mouth corners slowly curled up into a cold smile.
Wang Feng walked towards Tang An with a proud smile on his face!
Tang An glanced at him disdainfully, in his eyes, this was just a spoiled son relying on his father's influence. However, the humiliation of that day, Tang An would never forget. Next time on the stage, if he encountered Wang Feng again, Tang An would definitely not show mercy!
Wang Feng walked a few steps in front of Tang An but didn't get any closer.
He glanced at the inner door disciples beside him, but his mouth slowly curled up, and he gestured with his hand how Tang An had flown out that day to become a dog eating shit.
He saw Tang An's face turn green with rage and felt even more pleased. He burst out laughing loudly on the spot.
"I heard you've been seeking revenge against me, so you've been practicing non-stop at the back stream for three months? But even if you practice for another three months, trash is still trash!"
After finishing speaking, he disdainfully spat a mouthful of saliva onto the ground, shook his robe, and swaggered to the other side of the arena.
Tang An clenched his fist, he didn't want to bother with this spoiled brat at first, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ungrateful.
"If I meet you next time, I will make sure you look good!"
Just then, Tang An's brain system issued another task.
"Ding~ System Task: Shu Mountain Inner Disciple Assessment Task. Host earns 1 point of prestige for each victory in a duel, and upon obtaining the inner disciple qualification, a mysterious gift will be rewarded. PS: The host currently has 1 point of prestige, please work harder."
Tang An listened to the system's task and for that legendary mysterious mission, he was going all out this time too!
He turned around and walked to one side of the arena waiting to see how others would compete.
The little kids went up on stage one by one in order of their numbers.
No. 32, No. 31, No. 30...
"Number 28, Tang An, come to the stage!"
Finally waited for it!
Upon hearing the referee's call, Tong Anli threw off his jacket and climbed onto the stage with a bare back.
Looking at the little kid in front of him, who was one circle smaller than himself, Tang An would not have any great intention. No matter how ordinary his appearance looked, even with a fearful expression towards himself. But he was after all also a child who could lift a 300-jin stone lock. Given time, he would also be a hero!
Tang An cupped his hands together in front of the little kid and performed a martial salute, saying loudly: "Zhongzhou Tang An, please instruct me!"
The little brat opposite was called by Tang An Yi, and immediately his face turned red with excitement, and his heart was also boiling with hot blood.
This is the first duel of my life! Even if the person in front of me looks more ferocious than me, Father often taught me that a man must not be timid before fighting. Even if I am destined to lose, I must face the challenge head-on; otherwise, how can I make a name for myself in the future? Besides, I may not necessarily lose!
Thinking of this, that little kid took a big step forward and, imitating Tang An's manner, gave a neat bow: "Qinghe Yang Lang, please advise!"
"Begin!" With a wave of his hand from the judge beside him, the two quickly separated.
Tang An stared tightly at the other's eyes, originally clear and bright, but now emitting a fierce aura, like a wolf staring at its prey, making the other feel chilled to the bone.
Soon, Tang An caught what he wanted from his eyes.
Scary!
Just then, Tang An made his move! Just as he saw a flicker of hesitation in the other's eyes, Tang An made his move!
His thigh suddenly kicked out, and the people around the ring only heard a crisp "thud" sound, then saw Tang An pounce out like a leopard catching its prey, closely followed by his fist piercing the air, whistling as it charged towards his opponent.
Tang An's attack was too fast, so fast that his opponent was still in a state of confusion when he closed in, but in that instant, his opponent somehow managed to dodge the position of the heavy punch, although it grazed him, he indeed dodged it.
Tang An's heart skipped a beat. However, Tang An was not afraid of close combat at all. Although his opponent dodged to the side, Tang An did not panic and immediately clenched his left fist, striking towards his opponent's left neck. But unexpectedly, that person seemed to have no intention of avoiding it, and instead leaned forward again, his left arm trembling like a water snake.
Something is amiss!
The people below saw this scene and suddenly someone exclaimed: "It's Snake Fist!"
The snake fist is the most bizarre, requiring extremely high muscle flexibility and explosive force! However, Tang An was not afraid at all.
"You think you can defeat me with your sudden Snake Fist? Naive!"
Tang An saw the fist coming towards him, and immediately rotated his front foot as an axis, with his back foot following in a turn, dodging the punch and flashing to the person's side. He bent down and exploded with a punch!
"This punch, let's see how you dodge!"
The man was startled, but his body reacted quickly enough, and he hastily turned around, narrowly avoiding it.
Seeing his opponent dodge, Tang An couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and instead slowly cracked a smile.
At this moment, his fist suddenly dispersed!
Suddenly appearing fingers, just pressed against the waist of that person, he only used the force of his fingertips to suddenly pop the opponent's waist.
That person suddenly felt a severe pain coming from his waist! He wanted to hold his breath, but it was no use!
He bent over, his forehead covered in cold sweat, purely painful.
The little kid below didn't see clearly, but the inner disciples on both sides saw it very clearly. "You still know how to advance and retreat, knowing when to show mercy. If you hurt each other, we'll be in trouble with Master."
The two sides touched and flashed open, only to fight back for two rounds, without even seeing what happened. However, in the field, Tang An stood proudly with his head held high, while his opponent was bent over, shouting in pain, with cold sweat dripping continuously. The outcome is already decided!
"Tan An No. 28 wins!"
Tang An took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the excitement in his heart. For the first time, he was fighting against someone else, and the scene of the battle was just like what he had previously imagined in his mind, everything seemed to be going according to his own plan.
"This feeling of having everything under control is just too great!"
Tang An had actually entered the second layer of Tian Ren, washing his marrow and cutting through his tendons, he just didn't dare to believe it before.
A strength of 300 catties is already the limit of the first-class heavenly being, his strength has reached 400 catties, if it's not the second-class heavenly being, then there's nothing to say.
The gap between them was quite obvious, whether it was strength or speed, or control over their bodies. It was only natural that he would win this fight!
