I am a martial arts student who has defeated all the geniuses from famous schools

"The six people who qualified by resurrection were divided up by six of the nine giants. They were really lucky. The rest were fighting for the official qualification."

"However, the weakest one should be Leng Feng. He is a high-level warrior. Although he made it in, it seems that there is no difference with the resurrection quota."

"Yes, it feels like a sheep among wolves. I guess the remaining few people want to meet him."

Among the remaining four people, Dong Xianshu and Dong Guangyi are the nine giants, Zhao Wei is a postgraduate student of martial arts equipment, and all three are martial arts masters.

Leng Feng is a self-study student and the only high-level warrior.

Most of the audiences at the several competition sites are familiar with the rules of the competition. Whether it is the announced or the default special specifications, they are very familiar with them. After all, those who can buy tickets on the spot are mainly people who care about the competition.

Soon the two people for the seventh game will appear.

"The seventh match, Dong Guangyi vs. Dong Xianshu."

"Wow, a battle between two of the Nine Giants, these two have such bad luck."

"Ha, a battle between two Dongs."

"Leng Feng is indeed a man favored by the goddess of luck. He successfully avoided the Nine Giants. Is he going to make it to the quarterfinals? Oh my god, this is too exaggerated."

The audience laughed, not only in the several venues, but also in many people watching the live broadcast.

Dong Guangyi is the top player of the 985 Nanling Xicheng in the seventh district, and Dong Xianshu is the top player of the Zhongzhou Wu Second Academy in the second district. However, they are all A-level bloodlines, all third-year students.

Even for 985 schools, it is not possible to recruit new students with S-level bloodlines every year.

Therefore, among the top players of 985 schools in this year's national competition, there are only five S-level players, that is, the five heroes.

The last match can be guessed without looking at the machine selection results, because there are only two people left, Leng Feng from the sixth district, the only self-study student, against Zhao Wei from the fifth district, the only postgraduate student of martial arts equipment.

"Not so lucky, Zhao Wei is not one of the five heroes, but he is S-level, and he is a real flame element bloodline, not like Li Xue, a flame snake, who only touches the edge of flame."

"It seems so, although Zhao Wei is a postgraduate student of martial arts equipment, his combat power is slightly weaker, but from the previous competition, he is still very strong."

"Last year's national competition, Zhao Wei also entered the main competition, his strength is obvious to all, he is also a martial arts master, fighting against high-level warriors, it is not easy to win."

"Leng Feng must be countered this time, he is indeed not so lucky."

Many people immediately noticed Zhao Wei's various data. The real flame bloodline, like the cold bloodline, is elemental, one is a flame system, a martial arts master, S-level, and the other is a cold system, a high-level warrior, F-level.

No matter how you look at it, Leng Feng is in trouble.

They suddenly found that Leng Feng was not that lucky.

At least half of the postgraduate students of martial arts equipment have various flame bloodlines, and most of the rest are close to flames. Only a few have nothing to do with flames.

Usually, S-level flame bloodlines rarely go to the Martial Arts Equipment Research Institute, so Zhao Wei is also a relatively rare S-level postgraduate student of martial arts equipment.

As we all know, the combat effectiveness of postgraduate students of martial arts equipment is slightly weaker, because they don’t need to fight after graduation, and their work is very stable and safe. The only dangerous situation is probably an experimental accident.

The income and status are much lower than the strongest few among the others, but it is more than a little higher than most people.

"The eighth game, Zhao Wei vs. Leng Feng."

The result of the computer selection of the last game came out, just as everyone thought, the program would not make mistakes, because there were only two people left.

Zhao Wei has two intermediate martial arts, one of which is a will-strengthening technique, which is a must-learn technique for martial arts equipment graduate students. There is nothing strange about it, because many of the future careers of martial arts equipment graduate students are pharmacists and forgers, which require strong willpower.

However, it is useless for this game, and Leng Feng does not need to care.

Of course, because of this, it is estimated that Zhao Wei did not spend much time on this martial art, so the proficiency of the other two martial arts will be stronger.

The second intermediate martial art is the flame shield, which was already in the state of great success in last year's competition.

Zhao Wei's current competitions are relatively smooth, and the flame shield has not been used. Since he did not spend much time on the first intermediate technique, this one must not only be great success, but also difficult to reach the peak, so it is very likely to be close to the peak.

The last martial art is elementary, the flame palm, which is similar to the flaming palm of Konoha Hong at the beginning, but this one pays more attention to flame damage, and the palm technique is weaker. It was in the state of great success last year, and it is already at the peak this year.

The odds came out the next morning, Leng Feng at 1.5 and Zhao Wei at 1.6. The odds of the two were very close, with Leng Feng's being a little lower.As soon as the odds came out, many people who followed the game were shocked.

"It's really fucked up. Zhao Wei's odds are actually higher than Leng Feng's. It's so funny. Leng Feng is just a high-level warrior. Why is his odds lower?"

"That's right. We don't accept it."

"What's the point of you accepting it? Can Zhao Wei beat Ma Tong? Leng Feng is a man favored by the goddess of luck. Anyway, I will definitely bet on Leng Feng to win. Who cares if he has F-level blood or is a high-level warrior?"

"Who is Ma Tong? He is just a product of a fake S franchise. How can he be qualified to compete with Zhao Wei?"

"I think Ma Tong is just at the bottom of the top 16. He will be beaten by Du Sheng in a minute. His inclusion in the five heroes is really the biggest insult to the other four."

"That's right. I guess no one will call him a hero anymore in the future."

"Ha, this is fun. Zhao Wei is an elementary master after all, but his odds are not as good as a high-level warrior."

Zhao Wei has a cheerleading team. They really don't accept it.

The quarterfinals, which is the 16-to-8, are held in four martial arts halls, all at night, with two games in each hall, all concentrated in Zhongzhou City.

The audience watching the game is basically concentrated here. The bars and cafes near the martial arts halls, and the hotels where the players stay are all spectators. Because Zhao Wei's cheerleading team is too strong, people are talking about this matter everywhere.

"Damn, why do so many people involve me." Ma Tong was very annoyed. If you don't accept the odds of Leng Feng and Zhao Wei, then don't accept it. Why mention him and use him as an example.

"Last time, it was just a careless loss of Jingzhou. It's better to defeat Du Sheng and let these people shut up." Leng Yongjin was also a little annoyed, because the name of the fake S franchisee obviously counted him in.

Those audiences were too poisonous. Not only did they spread to the self-media, but they also became hot searches, and they were just short of emoticons.

The two of them really hated those self-media.

Not only Ma Tong and Leng Yongjin, the two parties involved, but also the cheerleaders of Donghai Martial Arts Academy were very angry, and many of them couldn't raise their heads.

"That's for sure, we must sacrifice Du Sheng this time." Ma Tong clenched his fists and said, "To avenge the previous shame."