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

The match is coming soon.

The ticket page shows that the match between Leng Feng and Zhao Wei is ranked eighth, which is the eighth match selected by machine, and Zhou Ming and Lu Xingwang, ranked third, will be held in the same martial arts hall, which is the Zhongzhou Second Central Martial Arts Hall.

Leng Feng will play first.

The players' lounge is very quiet, but the stadium is already in chaos.

"Come on, Zhao Wei!"

"Kill the self-study student Leng Feng, cut through the thorns all the way, pass the quarterfinals, step on the semifinals, defeat the runner-up, and win the championship in one fell swoop."

"Those who bet on Leng Feng will lose their lives, and those who bet on Zhao Wei will get rich."

Zhao Wei's cheerleaders not only held banners and shouted slogans in unison, but also took a few speakers to record slogans and play them together. It seems that the whole stadium has become Zhao Wei's supporters.

This fighting power is really explosive.

"It's too abominable. We want to complain. Loudspeakers must be banned from entering the venue in the future."

"Zhao Wei's cheerleading team is too strong. Fortunately, it's not against Lu Xingwang."

Lv Xingwang is also a contestant from the second largest area. He comes from a 165-level school and has A-level blood. After all, it is the home field of the second largest area. After entering the top 16, their school immediately organized a large cheerleading team. Seeing Zhao Wei's cheerleading team so fierce, they were all shocked.

"National Martial Arts Student Competition, final stage, top eight competition, the first game of the main field, 212 contestant Leng Feng vs. 702 contestant Zhao Wei, will start soon, please prepare to enter the venue."

The first reminder has been given on the radio.

Leng Feng and Zhao Wei stood up together. After the second reminder appeared, Leng Feng was the first to enter the contestant channel.

"The first game of the 16-to-eight main field will start tonight. It is our strongest dark horse Leng Feng in this national competition against Zhao Wei."

The host stood on the stage and saw Leng Feng coming out. He immediately went over and handed over the microphone.

"Excuse me, contestant Leng Feng, are you confident in this game?" the host asked.

"It's only the top 16, how can I survive without confidence?" Leng Feng replied: "I want to win the championship."

Boom.

In the audience area, Zhao Wei's cheerleaders exploded.

"Does he still want to win the championship? Stop this round."

"Yes, let Zhao Wei eliminate him."

"Zhao Wei, eliminate him."

Zhao Wei's cheerleaders began to shout slogans in unison again.

"Although he has a century bet with Du Sheng, it seems too arrogant, but I like it."

Many audience members also said.

"Yeah, contestant Leng Feng is very confident, his odds are lower, and obviously more people are optimistic about him." After saying this warm-up words, the host handed the microphone to Zhao Wei and continued to ask the same question.

"I will roast him to a crisp." Zhao Wei said.

"Zhao Wei is also very confident. This match is a battle between ice and fire. Is Zhao Wei's S-level flame bloodline stronger, or is his F-level cold bloodline stronger?" The host pretended to be more excited than anyone else. "Although Leng Feng has an F-level cold bloodline, his fighting power is not just his bloodline. Let's wait and see."

"Scorch him!"

"Scorch him!"

Zhao Wei's cheerleaders have overwhelmed everyone.

On the ring, the game started quickly. The referee blew the whistle, and a huge flame burst out around Zhao Wei, spreading all the way out, instantly covering the area within a radius of ten meters.

It's called a flame shield, but it's actually just a circle of flames surrounding the body, which will burn anyone who gets close, but the range seems to be very large.

Leng Feng also took the opportunity to put on the ice blade armor.

Zhao Wei attacked first. He rushed towards Leng Feng in a few steps and slapped his palm. With a bang, the flames spread in front of him. With the power of the flame shield, the two flames merged into one and swallowed Leng Feng whole.

A large amount of ice was vaporized, making a hissing sound.

Puff!

The knife flashed in the flames, and Leng Feng's figure passed through the flames and reached a long distance behind Zhao Wei. The surface of the ice blade armor was still steaming and dripping.

"The ice blade armor was not completely melted?!"

The audience just noticed this, and with a beep, the referee blew the whistle.

"Zhao Wei was knocked down!" The referee pointed to Zhao Wei's position, but saw that the flames around Zhao Wei disappeared. He pressed one hand on his waist, where there was a wound cut by a long knife.

Boom.

The whole audience exploded again.

"Oh my god, Senior Zhao Wei is actually injured!"

"No way, how can he, with an F-level bloodline, make an ice blade armor that can withstand such fierce flames? This is abnormal."

"Senior Zhao Wei was knocked down, this is terrible."

Zhao Wei's cheerleaders were stunned, and they all looked depressed, completely different from the commotion just now. They originally thought it was a sure win, but Zhao Wei was suppressed in one move..

"He was knocked down so quickly."

"Sure enough, Leng Feng is very strong. He actually withstood Zhao Wei's flames with his F-level cold bloodline, and the ice blade armor was not completely melted."

"Haha, Zhao Wei's cheerleaders are still playing the trumpet, this is interesting."

"It should be that his speed is fast enough. He passed through the flames and injured Zhao Wei with a knife. The ice blade armor was not enough to melt in such a short time, so he could make such a perfect attack."

"It seems that Zhao Wei was restrained."

Other audiences applauded, but the trumpet sound played by Zhao Wei's cheerleaders was mixed in, and the scene was very weird.

"Zhao Wei was seriously injured and admitted defeat. Leng Feng won and entered the quarterfinals." The referee quickly made the final decision. Although Zhao Wei did not suffer any additional damage from the cold system because of his flame bloodline, the knife was not light.

And Zhao Wei's flames could not instantly melt Leng Feng's ice blade armor. The flame palm alone could not fight against Leng Feng's ice blade, and would only be hit repeatedly.

In this situation, he could only admit defeat.

"Leng Feng is not just an ice or cold player. He is a cold player who uses swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is extremely superb. It is said that he has surpassed the peak in the freshman competition. Recently, it seems that he has faintly revealed a sense of perfection."

Although many experts think that Leng Feng's ice blade has been perfected, after all, the time is too short. Due to conservativeness, no one really admits it, but says that it is close to perfection, or is about to be perfect.

The commentator only speaks based on the information provided by the experts.

The big screen is playing back the video, but because the flame range is too large, it is basically impossible to see how Leng Feng cut that knife.

The commentator ignored the video playback and said directly: "As long as Leng Feng can withstand the flames for a very short time, he can make a powerful counterattack."

"Yes, although Zhao Wei's combat power is also very strong, his achievements in on-the-spot experience and attacking martial arts are difficult to compare with Leng Feng. He can't withstand Leng Feng's attack simply by breaking down his moves."

The host also said: "Once the flames can't stop Leng Feng, then the ending is what you see."