New World, Hall 17.

This world's first martial arts meeting is extremely large, and more than 100,000 people participated in the audition alone.

The organizers of this martial arts tournament have set up a total of 20 venues, each with 100 rings, which can play 2,000 matches at the same time.

The game follows a point system, with 10 points for a win and 10 points for a loss, and extra points for a winning streak.

The competition lasted for two months, and the players took the initiative to match the competition, and the computer randomly selected the opponents to ensure absolute fairness and justice, and finally ranked in the top 100 points and advanced to the finals.

This screening mechanism eliminates the element of luck to the greatest extent, and can ensure that the top 100 shortlisted are definitely the strongest 100 among all the contestants.

At the same time, the ultimate goal of the martial arts conference is to exchange martial arts and promote the birth of new human beings, and such a point system also ensures sufficient combat intensity.

Of course, for real masters, the auditions in the first two months are just a warm-up, and the final battle of the top 100 is the essence of the entire martial arts conference.

Chu Ming sat in his own cubicle, the area of the venue is huge, and the use of the traditional stadium structure is not the traditional stadium structure, each venue, there are nearly 10,000 compartments, this is specially designed for the contestants to watch the venue.

The Cubicle uses the most advanced virtual projection technology, and while sitting in the cubicle, you can easily switch between 2,000 rings.

Chu Ming sat on the chair generously, closed his eyes and recuperated, he had already applied to the system to match the opponent.

"Ring 64, Chu Ming vs Tatamu"

Time passed, and about five minutes passed, and a burst of unemotional computer-synthesized sounds sounded in the compartment.

Chu Ming took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked to the ring below.

Seven days of cultivation made his heart extremely calm, Chu Ming's heart beat slowly, extremely slowly, but every time, it was extremely powerful, transporting blood and qi to every corner of the body.

Within the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the pure yang internal force cultivated by the One Qi Tongzi Gong was also running slowly, and as Chu Ming stepped forward, Chu Ming's entire person's spirit and spirit suddenly condensed, like a woke lion.

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The ring is very wide, nearly ten meters in width and width, but for martial arts masters, it is also a distance of one pounce.

There is no referee in the martial arts tournament, and the victory or defeat of the game is determined by artificial intelligence, which eliminates the possibility of fraud to the greatest extent.

Chu Ming stood in the ring, his heart was like water, reflecting everything around him, but all his attention was focused on the man opposite.

It was a thin man, dressed in a loose white practice suit, with bandages wrapped around his arms.

From the opponent's rough skin and thin body, Chu Ming could judge that the opponent should be a Muay Thai master.

There are many schools of martial arts, and the postures of different schools of martial arts are not the same.

Some schools are good at speed, preemptive, and boxing like rain, but people in this genre are destined not to train their bodies like iron towers.

Seeing the subtle knowledge, how a person's posture is, to a large extent, shows how well he practices martial arts.

Chu Ming inherited the martial arts experience of a martial madman, and he could see the details of the other party at a glance.

"3, 2, 1, go!"

Accompanied by the sound of computer-synthesized sounds, the battle is about to begin.

At the same time, Chu Ming's consciousness also suddenly refreshed a piece of information.

"A special situation has been detected, and the martial arts decisive battle chapter has begun!"

"The dragons have no leader, the highest in the world, the platform of three zhang, the sacrifice of life and death, the trend of the times, my way is invincible!"

"Turn on the special mode, Martial Arts Battle!"

However, Chu Ming had no time to care about the abnormal movement of the system panel at this moment, as early as the moment he stepped into the ring, all his essence and spirit were locked on this opponent.

"Hah!"

At the moment when the computer's synthesized sound fell, a Muay Thai master named Tatam suddenly shouted violently, and he was several meters away with a pounce, showing a powerful explosive power.

Tatam's dispatch is extremely aggressive, and extremely ferocious, which is also the style of Muay Thai, the mystery of Muay Thai, in a ruthless word, on weekdays, is to constantly use fists and feet to use arms and bodies to hit the thick tree, to improve their ability to resist blows, explosiveness, and tolerance of pain.

This kind of exercise will greatly overdraw the potential of the human body, and will also leave a lot of dark wounds, but the effect is extremely fast, and it can make people have strong combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

In the same way, the boxing technique practiced in this way is also advanced and not retreated, once it retreats, the breath in the chest will be discharged, and the combat effectiveness will drop by half in an instant.

Tatam's pounce, in Chu Ming's opinion, was not like a person rushing towards him, but more like a fierce cheetah.

In the face of this fierce pounce, Chu Ming did not retreat but advanced, and his loose strength twisted into a force at this moment, and a heavy punch blasted out, directly colliding with Tatam's fist.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound in the air, and Tatam only felt that his punch was like hitting an unshakable mountain, and the strength of the opponent's fist was beyond his imagination.

"Whew!"

Tatam retreated and unloaded, only to feel a pain in his fist.

As soon as Tatam retreated, his original indomitable momentum was suddenly frustrated, but Chu Ming completely entered the state, his whole body was full of strength, punch after punch, and the more he hit, the smoother he became.

When he entered the state of battle, all the victories and defeats in his heart had already left him, and at this time, he had only one thought in his heart, that is, to defeat the opponent.

Three days passed, stepping on life and death, stealing the opportunity to steal the sky, he made progress not only with his fists and feet, but also with his mind.

In a trance, Chu Ming seemed to coincide with that martial madman, and every punch and kick was like a madman, leaving no way for himself to retreat.

Victory is life, defeat is death, and nothing else!

The strength is vigorous, Chu Ming's hair stands up from root to root, the strength and softness are swaying wantonly, and the heavy heartbeat is like a war drum.

"Click!"

In the face of Chu Ming's series of attacks, Ta Tamu, who was discouraged, was suddenly in a hurry, and his arm was broken by Chu Ming in three or two punches, and then he was caught by Chu Ming and hit his middle door with a punch.

Hearing the sound of bones shattering, Tatam flew directly upside down, fell to the ground, and his breathing became extremely weak.

"Chu Mingsheng!"

The synthesized sound of the computer sounded, and immediately afterward, two bionic robots came to the ring and took Tatam down to be treated.

Chu Ming didn't go to the ring immediately, but quietly realized what he felt before.

He doesn't have a lot of actual combat, or it is the first time to fight before, if you talk about skills, he naturally can't compare with those martial arts masters who have experienced a hundred battles, but the skills of the two are not absolute.

In terms of skills, Tatam is definitely stronger than Chu Ming, but Chu Ming's physical fitness comprehensively crushes the opponent, and the opponent is frustrated by Chu Ming.

If this were a life-and-death duel, Tatam would have died.

After playing the first competition in his life, Chu Ming felt a lot in his heart.