The ruffian travels across different worlds

The next day, when the first ray of sunshine rose, Xiaohan opened his eyes. There was no confusion and expectation in his eyes. It was not because he thought about it, but because he had such a personality. Don't force things that you can't figure out. Think about it, take it one step at a time, there will be a road for the car to reach the mountain, and it will be straight for the boat to reach the bridge. Just let nature take its course.

"Brother, did you sleep well? How was it? Are you confident in today's competition?" Liu Wenlong asked after joining Liu Wenlong and others.

Xiaohan yawned, stretched, and said, "It's not bad, but my sleep was a little restless, and I always felt like something was about to happen."

"Haha, brother, this is normal. There must be pressure, but you just need to do your best and leave no regrets." Liu Wenlong said to Xiaohan.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to the competition quickly. If it ends early, we can feel at ease earlier." Xiao Han waved his hand, turned and walked towards the competition venue.

"Look, the first game is about to begin. Let's go draw lots quickly." At this time, a passing player pointed to his companion in the direction of the competition ring and said.

After hearing the words, everyone looked up and saw that there had been some changes in the martial arts platform yesterday. A transparent barrier was raised around the martial arts platform. This barrier was only to prevent the two people competing on the martial arts platform from using their spiritual power to damage them. Spectators who go to watch outside the venue are also prevented from damaging the venue buildings outside the venue.

I saw two referees already standing in the center of the competition stage. The contestants were also getting ready. The first game was about to begin.

Everyone hurried to the drawing place, and Xiaohan drew a number plate with "57" written on it. This time Xiaohan was the first among Liu Wenlong and others to play.

"Not bad, there were 20 people participating in the first game, and my number plate is relatively high." Xiao Han thought to himself.

The first game was about to start soon. The two contestants stood at two corners of the competition stage. One of the referees stepped forward and began to announce the rules of the game: "Contestants, you come according to the odd and even numbers of the number plates in your hands." Fight each other separately. Two people fight each other without damaging their lives. As long as the other party is unable to move, it is over. The time is the time of one stick of incense. If there is no winner within one stick of incense, it will be counted as a draw, plus After a stick of incense, if there is still no result, we both move on to the next game."

"Do you understand?" The two nodded to express their understanding. The referee gave the order and the two men fought instantly.

I saw two people rushing towards each other, their movements were dizzyingly fast, and the audience clenched their fists nervously, cheering for the two players.

Suddenly, one of the players stumbled and almost fell to the ground. His opponent immediately seized the opportunity and charged forward with fists pumping. The audience's hearts were in their throats as they saw the player cleverly turn around, dodge the opponent's attack, and then quickly counterattack.

The other player did not show weakness. He quickly adjusted his posture and used his spiritual power to form an invisible barrier to block the opponent's attack. Then, he took a deep breath, wrapped his fist with spiritual power, and struck hard at his opponent.

The spiritual powers of the two players collided in mid-air, emitting a strong flash of light. The audience was stunned by this flash of light, but the two players did not relax at all. They kept waving their fists and launching attacks.

Halfway through the game, one of the players suddenly exerted his strength. Amid everyone's exclamations, the player's spiritual power formed into a giant dragon, rolling in the air with its fangs and claws. It's a daunting and amazing sight. The dragon roared like thunder and slammed into the opponent's barrier.

The barrier was instantly shattered by the impact of the spiritual dragon, turned into a spot of light, and dissipated in the air. The audience was stunned and almost forgot to breathe. It all happened so fast, it seemed like they hadn't recovered yet. Revealed as the barrier breaks down. The player who released his spiritual power had a look of deep exhaustion on his face. It was obvious that such an all-out attack had consumed a large amount of his spiritual power. However, his eyes were firm, and he knew that he had successfully changed the direction of the game.

As for his opponent, his face was pale and his eyes were frightened. The barrier he had built with confidence was actually broken down in an instant. This blow was huge to him.

The audience let out a burst of exclamation, and saw the player showing a victorious smile. He rushed forward, grabbed the opponent's collar, and threw him heavily to the ground.

The bell rang at the end of the game at the right time, and the audience applauded and cheered enthusiastically. Although the result of this game was unexpected, it was the real winner.

Xiao Han observed the game silently, feeling a little nervous. After all, this was his first time participating in such a competition. However, when he saw the two people fighting on the stage, the nervousness in his heart was slightly relieved. Silently observing the game, thinking about his own tactics. He noticed that the strength of the contestants varied, with some players aggressively attacking while others focused more on defense and patience.

Xiao Han watched the next few games more and more carefully. He wanted to know how big the gap was between himself and these people.

Xiaohan knew that this game was a very important test for him. He needs to find a tactic that suits him while also being flexible in responding to his opponents' attacks. As the game progressed, Xiaohan gradually discovered a pattern. Although those players who attack fiercely can create a great threat in a short period of time, they often gradually lose their strength and patience in the long game. Players who focus on defense and patience can maintain stable performance in the game and constantly consume the opponent's physical strength and willpower.

Xiao Han knew that he knew nothing, not even the "multiple spiritual roots" they called genius. He came from time-travelling. He doesn't know any martial arts formulas or spiritual energy. He is a complete novice. When it comes to fighting, he only knows the fighting style of a street gangster, which usually involves showing off one's strength. In this world, real kung fu speaks for itself. Whoever has the highest level of cultivation is the boss.

Now that I am learning and selling, I don’t rush out anymore. I can only pray to the gods in heaven and take advantage of opportunities. I hope that the opponent I encounter is not so strong and smart. I put my hands together and say in my heart: "Great God, please open your eyes and let me I hope I pass smoothly, and I promise never to peek at Sister Wang next door taking a shower again."

"Brother, what are you doing?" Liu Wenlong asked curiously when he saw Xiao Han making strange movements and mumbling something.

"I want you to take care of it, watch your game, where do you come from so many words." Xiao Han said with a tireless expression. "I don't know if the gods can see my sincerity after being teased like this by him."