C1311 The Sight of It Was Appalling
C1311 The Sight of It Was Appalling
But this time, it seemed like he was a bit unlucky. When he met the opponent from the second tier, he was a bit strong!
In fact, those people who thought that Zhang Zili was a close relative should think about it carefully. If Zhang Zili did not have the strength, she could still choose her own opponent, so how could Zhang Family arrange an opponent for her that she could not win?
Clang!
The second round of the competition began. Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Zili's match because Zhang Zili was so beautiful that everyone would forget if she had the ability or not.
It was only when Zhang Zili easily lifted the competitor out of the arena and threw him with her two hands without any pressure that the crowd finally realized the terrifying strength of Zhang Zili.
That was a pile of more than 350 kilograms of fat. Not only did Zhang Zili lift it, she even threw it a few meters away. How much strength did she need to use to do that?
Wu Jiawei was completely confused, his brain could not react for a long time.
Powerful, this woman was simply too strong.
No wonder she didn't think much of him. He wasn't even qualified to be her opponent!
Zhang Zili's easy victory could also be considered as an injection of strength into the Chinese Martial Art Tao Realm. However, this couldn't cover up the fact that the overall strength of the Chinese Martial Art Tao Realm was weak.
In the second round, only Zhang Zili and the other Hopeful Team had won. The rest of the people were still completely annihilated.
After two rounds, forty people came out from both sides. The Chinese Martial Art Tao Realm had won three matches, and they had lost thirty-seven matches.
"Haha, the legendary Chinese martial arts, trash!"
"That's right, he's too weak to fight!"
The fighters in the Free Combat Team were wantonly humiliating their opponents. However, Wu Yaohui and his team could only silently endure it. They didn't even have time to talk back.
Even he could see that the gap between the two parties was too obvious.
Free fighting technique emphasized on effectiveness and usefulness, using the fastest and most labor-saving method to defeat the enemy.
These fighters have a strong ability to withstand blows and have rich combat experience.
Simply put, they were fought often.
Everyone has been sitting together drinking tea and bragging. You are the number one person in the world, and I am the equal of everyone else. Even when exchanging pointers, it didn't feel too bad.
In this situation, what's the use of having high fist techniques?
If you were to hit someone else ten times, then it would be better for them to hit you. It would be a wonder if he didn't lose.
You Feng could be considered the combat type in the Chinese Martial Art Tao Realm, but after watching the first two rounds, she finally understood why Wang Feng wanted to train her so much.
No matter how powerful her palm technique was, it had to be powerful enough to hit the enemy.
If she could not defeat the enemy, her Roaming Dragon Eight Trigrams Palm was still just a bluff.
After watching the first two rounds of the competition, You Feng's confidence increased greatly because she knew that she had the strength to defeat the opponent's Hopeful Team fighters from the previous two rounds.
"You Feng versus Cruz!" The third round of the competition began. It was finally You Feng's turn.
You Feng was one of the few women, so she was as eye-catching as Zhang Zili.
Seeing that it was a woman standing in front of him, and a woman that didn't look that strong at all, Cruz laughed: "Your greatest function as Chinese women is on the bed. Why do you have to fight in the arena when you have nothing to do?"