In Li Xiaodong's view, it naturally has no practical significance to watch Lu Feng's unpopular character and people, he doesn't want to crowd in the crowd to watch, but it is not easy to refute Liang Xin's kindness, so he said euphemistically: "Senior brother, you go, I want to go to the bathroom to make it convenient." ”

Liang Xin heard this, but he immediately became anxious with him.

"Such a good learning opportunity, how can you go to the bathroom? Hurry up, a competition will take a few minutes, endure it and it will pass......" Liang Xin couldn't help him at all, and dragged him with Yan Fei Xiaoshan and dragged him to the sidelines of the second court.

There is no way, Xiaodong's junior brother is very popular, and these three senior brothers all hope that he can reach the top eight and become a new generation of excellent disciples.

The surroundings of the No. 2 venue were crowded with young men and women, and the competition between Lu Feng and Zhang Ang in the field had already begun.

Seeing Lu Feng's contemptuous gaze, he picked his chin and asked, "Zhang Ang, do you know why I want to challenge you in advance?"

Zhang Ang's face was full of slaughter, and he slowly put on a starting pose of Bajiquan, "You Lu Dashao are domineering and empty-eyed, who in the division doesn't know?

Lu Feng smiled disappreciably and said, "Zhang Ang, you are wrong. In fact, in my eyes, you are just a defeated player, and I am not interested in challenging the opponents I have already defeated, but the mistake is that you want to compete with me for someone, so I want to challenge you in advance, and you will definitely not be shortlisted today. ”

As soon as he said this, not only Zhang Ang understood, but even the people watching from the sidelines also understood, it turned out that Lu Feng did this to eliminate Zhang Ang from the game in advance, so that he could not enter the top three, and thus lose the qualification to propose to the Yang family.

In last year's big competition, Zhang Ang was almost eliminated.

Although you can be resurrected through the repechage match if you lose the competition once, the repechage match is more difficult, and the physical exertion is greater, and it will become weaker and weaker, so it is extremely difficult to rely on the repechage match to get a good position.

According to Zhang Ang's strength, even if he can't fight Lu Feng, there is no suspense in ranking second, but because he was eliminated by Lu Feng and had to be involved in the repechage match like a wheel war, in last year's big competition, he was relegated to others and barely won the third.

In order to squeeze out competitors and marry Yang Xiaobai smoothly, Lu Feng's seemingly arrogant behavior was actually sinister.

Zhang Ang smiled coldly, raised his hand and said, "Come, let me see, can you knock me off the shortlist?"

Lu Feng said disdainfully: "Very good, then I'll let you see how I stripped you of your qualifications for the shortlist......"

When the words fell, Zhang Ang's eyes sharpened, and he jumped forward, splitting Huashan with one move, and fought with Lu Feng in close quarters.

Liang Xin and others on the sidelines saw it in their eyes and thought in their hearts, even if Zhang Ang couldn't beat Lu Feng, he would be able to break down at least one or two hundred moves with him, but he didn't expect that it would be worth three rounds, only to see a crisp snap, and the two figures quickly separated, Zhang Ang had already eaten a sharp whip leg, his face was extremely ugly, and one of his retreating support legs was shaking slightly.

"It's not good, Zhang Ang seems to be injured, look at his calf!" a watching disciple pointed to the field.

"Damn, Lu Feng has the upper hand in only three rounds, no wonder this guy is so arrogant, he is really good. ”

"Hehe, this is not called arrogance, this is called domineering, I think this approach is very Lu Feng, I like it. A tall female disciple, smiling like a nymphomaniac, she is Lu Feng's tap fan.

Listening to the discussion on the sidelines, Lu Feng was secretly proud, he looked at Zhang Ang's leg, and said mockingly: "The next attack, I will attack your right leg, I will make your right leg unable to stand, even if you have a repechage match to participate in, but you still can't be shortlisted." ”

Lu Feng showed a mocking smile, picked his hand, and signaled to come again.

Zhang Ang gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said, "Shameless!"

In the next second, he slammed forward with his fists and feet, whirring a whirlwind combination of punches and feet, and fought with Lu Feng again.

Li Xiaodong saw clearly on the sidelines that Zhang Ang's strength was far inferior to Lu Feng, his strength was inferior, and his speed was not as good, and Lu Feng's boxing techniques were varied.

There was a crisp snap, and his right leg was hit again, Zhang Ang was in pain, and almost fell to the ground, and then Lu Feng hit a swift whirlwind leg and attacked his upper road, Zhang Ang was forced to retreat backwards, but he didn't expect that Lu Feng quickly lowered his body, snapped a slap of the hall, and hit Zhang Ang's right leg again with great accuracy.

Zhang Ang fell to the ground, and when he barely stood up, his face was extremely ugly, one of his calves was already bruised and swollen, and he was still trembling slightly involuntarily, obviously he could only hold on to death.

"Zhang Ang, you have already lost, don't think about your qualifications to propose, it's better to go home early and see a doctor. Lu Feng retracted his momentum, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and smiled mockingly.

"Lu Feng, what the hell are you, I want to fight with you to the end......" A loud scolding, Zhang Ang's eyes were red, and he rushed forward bravely, but before he got close, Lu Feng had quickly circled to his right side, taking advantage of the inconvenience of his right leg, turning inflexible, and slamming his fists and feet, so that Zhang Ang could only parry, and then shouted a swift whirlwind kick in the air, kicking Zhang Ang's cheek, snapping, and knocking him unconscious on the spot.

"Wow......" There was an uproar on the sidelines. Everyone watched blankly, their eyes widened, and after a while, a female disciple whispered: "Lu Feng is so handsome! He is getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Ang is simply vulnerable in front of him!"

There was a round of applause, several female disciples laughed and applauded, in their eyes, the handsome and strong Lu Feng was the king in their hearts, as for Zhang Ang, who fainted on the ground, there was no sympathy in the dictionary of martial artists.

The female disciples were cheering for the strong, while Liang Xin and the others were shaking their heads and sighing, and after a moment of small commotion on the field, Yun Mei walked up to the court, looked at the record book in her hand, and then announced with a smile in a crisp voice: "Now, please play the next game." The next match on the second court will be played by Xiaodong, a disciple of the eighteenth generation, who will play against ......"

"Wait!"

At this time, Lu Feng came to Yun Mei's side without hurry, looked at Li Xiaodong in the crowd with a teasing eye, and said, "Since you have met it, you might as well fight one more, so that you will not be eliminated by others, and I will not be able to touch you." ”

He pointed at Li Xiaodong and said proudly: "Xiaodong, I am now challenging you off-the-court, do you dare to come?"

(End of chapter)