"Please invite both players to come on stage."

The referee waved on the stage, signaled both players to come on stage, and designated two players to stand at diagonally opposite corners of the square arena.

The standard arena used in this kind of junior martial arts competition is not large. It is square in shape, with a side length of about four and a half meters, and even the diagonal is only a little over six meters.

"Please prepare both players." The referee placed the safety stick between the two players to signal both sides to prepare.

In the first few rounds of martial arts competitions, there is little time for players to talk. Only after reaching the top sixty-four, players will have the opportunity to express their opinions - the first few rounds are actually more advanced qualifying rounds.

"The game begins!" Seeing that both players were ready, the referee raised the safety stick and stepped back - this meant that the game had begun and it was time to take action.

Gao Han stood at the red side's exit passage and watched the battle.

I saw both parties clasping their fists and saluting, then starting to walk towards the middle at the same time.

Lei Yang had just taken two steps when Mo Xinghuan, who was opposite him, suddenly accelerated and rushed towards him.

Due to the angle, Gao Han didn't see clearly what happened in the middle.

He only saw Mo Xinghuan's red figure flashing past Lei Yang's left side. Lei Yang's whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning. The figure paused for a moment, then turned his back to the sky and fell on the ring.

The competition ground was suddenly silent for a moment, and then the audience suddenly burst into cheers, and the cheers were like the tide lapping against the rocks, sending white waves into the sky.

"The 'Thousand Changes of Clouds' Mo Xing is happy to win!" the referee announced loudly.

Gao Han turned around and walked towards the preparation room. It would be his turn soon.

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"Arena No. 128, the contestants for the second round are preparing to enter." Not long after Gao Han changed into the shorts and vest specially designed for men's competitions, the voice of the staff came from outside.

Gao Han walked out of the room and walked along the entrance passage towards the venue.

At the door of Mo Xinghuan's preparation room, there were two door-god-like bodyguards standing at the door.

"Red side, Xiang Zhen Pavilion Gao Han."

"Lan Fang, Changhemen Xie is the same."

As usual, the staff introduced the names of both players to the audience. However, neither Gao Han nor Xie Tingtong aroused the slightest interest in the audience - there were neither cheers nor boos.

There was only noisy chatter on the playing field.

Gao Han's ears were so sensitive, he could hear clearly. The topic discussed by the audience was all about how Mo Xinghuan defeated Lei Yang neatly just now.

"Please invite both players to come on stage."

"Please prepare both players."

"The game begins!" The referee stepped back.

Blue player Xie Tongtong is shorter than Gao Han, about 1.75 meters, with short hair no more than an inch long.

Gao Han took a deep breath and slid forward; the competitor Xie Tong on the opposite side also rushed towards the center of the ring.

The martial arts arena of Aqua Blue Star is an open arena with no guardrails on the side. If you fall off the arena, you will fail. Therefore, both players need to keep themselves as close to the middle area of ​​the arena as possible to have enough room for maneuver.

Both sides rushed towards the middle of the ring at the same time, about three meters apart. Xie Tongtong was the first to attack.

Xie Tong stepped forward, slightly leaning towards Gao Han's left side - this is because most people's right hands are more flexible and the left side is relatively weaker.

The front foot was firmly planted, and Xie Tongtong sent it forward on the hind leg. He used his knees as the edge and moved forward in a coordinated manner, but his hands were ready to move forward with his chest.

"The river is flowing!"

This move is a frontal attack move of Changhemen. It emphasizes pressing the whole body frontally, seizing the upper hand, and then defeating the opponent with continuous attacks.

The knees are the strongest part of the human body, and because the whole person fits together, it is difficult for the opponent to block them head-on;

If the opponent dodges from left to right, he will then follow up with a "going eastward" routine, connecting hands with legs, legs with feet, and attacking in series, ensuring that the opponent will have no room to fight back within ten or eight moves - even if the ground is flat. It's tight, but in this small arena, if you advance step by step with ten or eight moves in a row, it's enough for Xie Tong to force his opponent out of the arena.

This is the role of the first mover.

Just when Xie Tongtong thought he had a plan, Gao Han's forward body suddenly fell down, and his whole body seemed to be rooted to the ground, frozen in place.

The position where Gao Han stopped was extremely delicate. It was just out of reach of Xie Tongtang's front knee. He wanted to kick his calf forward, but the distance was too close. The calf probably would have touched Gao Han's front knee before it could straighten out.

This is very embarrassing.

Xie Tong raised his knees high. Although he protected his chest when he rushed forward, at this awkward distance, this leg could neither bounce out nor be pulled back - if he wanted to put it down, it would be equivalent to exposing his chest. .

With no choice but to force his feet, he stepped down on Gao Han's front knee with his front foot.

He didn't exert enough force with this step and posed no threat to Gao Han at all.

However, as long as he can borrow half of his strength from Gao Han's legs, he can adjust his center of gravity. Whether he brings his hands together to defend or flies up with his body, using the knees of his hind legs to continue attacking forward, he has options.

However, the next moment, Xie Tongtong missed the mark.

Gao Han seems to be supported by his front feet, but in fact, when Gao Han stops, his front and rear legs exert force at the same time. His legs form a triangle and are firmly supported on the ground. The center of gravity falls between the two legs, not on the front legs. ——So, the high and cold can still change calmly.

Xie Tongtong stepped down, and Gao Han retracted his front legs. His center of gravity remained unchanged, and his front legs retracted.

Without the support of his front legs, Gao Han's body fell forward, while his hands moved forward and back in the shape of tiger claws - this is "Tiger Descending the Mountain"

At the same time, Xie Tongtong made two consecutive misjudgments. His feet had no roots, and his fists were only superficial and unable to exert force. Although he leaned forward and spread his arms wide, like a giant bird attacking, but It is to send up the middle road that is open to you.

This is the so-called 'death situation' in martial arts - you know what you should do, but the timing and physical strength state do not allow it, so you can only watch and wait for death.

If the lives of the two were at risk, Xie Tongtong would naturally be dead. However, this was a ring competition, and Gao Han certainly couldn't tear his throat open with one grab.

Gao Han reached out and grabbed Xie Tongtong's throat, steadying their center of gravity and standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for the referee's decision.

"Xiang Zhenkan Gao Han wins!" the referee announced.

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"Come here, it's black. What's there to see in the first round? The good players were missed during the draw." Fang Ling complained to Han Menglan in a spacious office on a certain floor of the Martial Arts Association. .

Fang Ling is the best friend who called Han Menglan away.

This lady is the vice president of the Guanyun City Martial Arts Association and a senior martial artist.

As mentioned before, there are relatively few women in the martial arts world. Fang Ling and Han Menglan are close in age, and their martial arts levels are not far apart. The two have competed on the same stage many times, and their friendship is a result of punches and kicks - especially when it comes to fighting. Games are a common hobby.

"Wait, let me take a look first - this is our person from Xiangzhen Hall." Han Menglan stared at the TV screen and said.

The first round of competition serves as a knockout round. Except for a few games involving celebrities - such as the one in which Mo Xinghuan participated - the broadcast price cannot be sold.

However, within the martial arts association, there are naturally surveillance cameras recording the competition scene, which can be called out if necessary.

Han Menglan's good friend Fang Ling has the right to access the surveillance camera - Han Menglan is watching the competition in Arena No. 128 in her office.

"No. 128 Arena? He has no chance. Mo Xinghuan is also assigned here." Fang Ling glanced at the screen and sentenced Gao Han to death.

According to the unwritten unspoken rules, martial arts competitions will divide strong players into different areas to prevent them from meeting early. 'Yunxia Qianbian' Mo Xinghuan is the seed player of this competition, so he will naturally be assigned to different areas from other strong players.

"Mo Xinghuan, I've never heard of who she is." On the camera, Gao Han had easily defeated his opponent and won.

"The favorite to win the Guanyun Cup this time is a movie star." Fang Ling explained.

"What's the use of movie stars in the ring?" Han Menglan disagreed.

The arena is not a filming location, so who will let you do it?

"Of course, being a movie star is useless, but she is the niece of Master Mo Caiyun. She started to hold Qi at the age of sixteen, and now her Qi holding skills are six to seven points advanced. If she is lucky, she will have it before she is twenty-five.

I hope to be promoted to a high-level warrior."

Han Menglan was surprised.

She looked at Gao Han in the surveillance camera and secretly mourned for him.

It would be really unlucky for this young junior brother to meet such an opponent in the first round. If he loses, he is still in doubt as to whether he can become a disciple - Master He is true to his words. If the young junior brother is really defeated in embarrassment, he wants to formally

To become a disciple, you have to find another way to make a name for yourself.

You should know that the Kung Fu of Yijin can also be accelerated by relying on physical talent and drug assistance; but the Kung Fu of Tuangqi is purely a kung fu unless you have heaven and earth treasures.

Qi Tuan Kung Fu doesn't seem to be of any use at first, but after reaching three-thirds of the heat, it can promote the flow of Qi and blood throughout the body to nourish the body.

At this step, the human body's strength and human reaction speed will increase slightly, giving the junior warrior a staged advantage - this is the watershed between the intermediate warrior and the junior warrior.

When the Qi Tuan Kung Fu reaches sixty-seven minutes of heat, the Qi and blood begin to become like substance - the so-called "Qi and blood are like mercury" refers to this stage.

The circulation of Qi and blood further enhances the body's strength and reaction speed, not to mention further amplifying the advantages.

What's especially powerful is that when the Qi has reached this stage, the flow of Qi and blood can also serve as the second center of gravity for the flow of the human body, allowing people to make all kinds of incredible movements - normal people only have one fixed center of gravity, even in terms of martial arts.

No matter how fancy you are, you can't beat a warrior with a second mobile center of gravity.

No matter how talented and talented a junior warrior is, it is impossible to defeat an intermediate warrior at this level - as long as they take a step further, the intermediate warrior can start practicing the "stretching" technique and strive to move towards a high-level warrior.

Forget it, he couldn't go on stage to fight for his junior brother, so Gao Han could only be unlucky - Han Menglan thought of this, relaxed his mind, and went to play games.

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After two games, what remains is the game between Gao Han and Mo Xinghuan. Through this game, it will be decided who can qualify from the 128th ring.

However, the game was not held immediately.

A staff member entered the preparation room and repeatedly asked Gao Han whether his physical condition could support consecutive games. After asking him to sign an agreement to agree to the game, he brought him fruit snacks and asked him to wait for the next game.

The staff were so attentive. Of course, Gao Han was not so generous, but Mo Xinghuan was a public figure and needed to be treated with caution.

After signing the agreement and Gao Han rested for half an hour, a staff member came to notify Gao Han and asked him to prepare for the next game.

"Arena No. 128, contestants of the third match, please prepare to enter."

Gao Han stood up, moved his body first, then opened the door and walked towards the entrance passage.

Outside the door, the photographer who had been waiting here held his camera and stepped back in the face of the high cold. He slowly squatted down while retreating.

This kind of shooting method is a common operation, which can produce the effect of Gao Han's figure getting taller and taller as he moves forward.

This was of course reporter Shu Ya’s idea.

Since Mo Xinghuan refused to be interviewed by her, she tried to find ways to highlight Gao Han's image.

If Gao Han wins, she can let out a bad breath; if Gao Han loses, she can also use Gao Han's strength to reflect Mo Xinghuan's amazing martial arts skills - no matter what the outcome is, she, Miss Shu Ya, can make money
Chapter completed!