The Third and Seventh Rule

With one punch, the new recruits who entered the quarterfinals looked different, with doubt, surprise, and joy, and quickly appeared on everyone's face.

Bai Sheng has a smile in his eye socket. It is usually easier for high-star warriors to fight low-star warriors. With their own strength being higher than the other party, they can control the rhythm of the fight in their own hands, so as to hold the other party's nose and hit them.

The real thing that punch that just now is not the unstoppable explosive power, but the intention of the punch, like a river running eastward, causing Alice to instantly produce this punch that cannot be avoided, and she can only make a judgment of hard blocking and blocking the front.

With one punch, you will completely dominate the entire battlefield! That is something that is above the control rhythm and at a higher level.

The smile in Bai Sheng's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he deserved to be the one I like! While many ten-star warriors were still studying the topic of controlling the rhythm of fighting, Qin Fen had already begun to learn to rule the battle. Sure enough, what terrible about this kid was not his martial arts sense, but his instinctive understanding of battle.

"Okay! Old Qin!" Xue Tian waved his arm high and said, "Beautiful!"

Bai Sheng touched his chin and slid back and forth gently. If Xue Tian is an alien with the excellent talent in martial arts practice, then Qin Fen is the legendary god of war!

In the huge competition venue, there was no other sound except Xue Tian's shouts.

The soldiers in mobile armored warriors even looked at the quarter-finals of the eighth in various continents with incomprehensible eyes. Alice is one of the outstanding seven-star warriors, so why didn't even take Qin Fen's punch?

A gust of evening breeze blew across the ground, and a faint sand and dust floated from the ground, making the scene quieter.

Golden Lion Bada glanced at Wo Lahu's eyes that stopped him from playing, and gently shook the golden hair on his head.

The use of gunmen in mobile armor has already made the whole African recruits lose face. If they face the powerful Qin Fen and dare not take the battle, the African military region will become a shame that will never be washed away in the recruit competition.

Defeat? The golden lion Bada bit a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. So what about defeat? The most important thing is to take Qin Fen’s three punches! When no one dares to fight, take his three punches that seem unstoppable! In that way, it can somewhat erase some of the shame of mobile armor fighting.

"I'll do it."

In the quiet arena, the original silence was broken by the low shout of the Golden Lion Bada. When he walked into the field, he didn't say anything to Qin Fen. His eyes suddenly opened, like the angry King Kong in the temple. The true energy in his body was constantly activated to open his mouth and sprayed out a breath of turbid air, just like the roar of a big bull in the field.

With a roar of a cow, the golden lion Bada sat down slightly, his body trembled suddenly, and the cement plane under his feet automatically shattered, and his whole body seemed to be a nail hit by a heavy hammer, as if he was about to pierce deeply into the floor.

Don’t retreat! Don’t retreat if you die!

In an instant, all the people present felt Bada's hot determination. The African recruits stared at Bada with complicated eyes. This man was fighting for the last glory of the African military region.

"I admire your determination." Qin Fen's eyes were a little admiring, and he gently tweaked his head several times, as if the teacher was praising the students' expression: "It's a pity... you can't do it either, you can't block my punch either."

Qin Fen thrust his back slightly, then strode towards the Golden Lion Bada, and his shoulders trembled slightly at the same time.

With every step he took, the ground near his feet could be seen slight shaking with the naked eye. The gravel attached to the ground would shake continuously on the ground.

Every step the African recruits will tighten their hearts inexplicably. The sound seems not to be a walking sound, but the God of Destiny is announcing the countdown to the golden lion Bada's impending defeat.

Hongquan's sky-rushing cannon is used to squint the golden lion's eyes, and his pupils are shrinking like a needle tip, and his flickering light is blooming. Is this kid really a human? He actually practiced the sky-rushing cannon's sky-rushing cannon to such a state? He is completely a human-shaped jungle ranger!

The smile in Bai Sheng's eye sockets had spread to the corners of his eyes. This recruit competition was interesting beyond imagination. If he closed his eyes and didn't look at it, he would just feel that Qin Fen's Hongquan Sky Cannon was fired with force, and he would definitely think that this was a large-caliber field cannon, where he was firing shells continuously.

The two were less than fifteen meters apart. Qin Fen's cannon was blowing up again with a force. The cement skin at his feet exploded and the whole person turned into a cannonball at the same moment. The friction between clothes and air turned into a whistling sound of cannonballs.

Here comes! Bada took a deep breath, his eyes were almost closed, and his sharp sperm burst out from his pupils, staring at Qin Fen's figure. As long as he took the first punch, he would break Qin Fen's prediction!

Bang! The ground made a trembling sound at the foot in front of Bada. Qin Fen's right foot fell down and his left foot was shocked. His right arm hit a vertical punch through the inner side of his left arm!

The fist wind blew and whimpered, and the strong wind was like thunder, which came into everyone's ears.

Dodge? Bai Sheng knew that the Golden Lion Bada didn't want to avoid this hero's punch, but that he knew that he could not dodge no matter what. Qin Fen's speed and fist intention completely ruled the battle and also ruled him.

Bang! The fists and arms were smashed together, and the sleeves on Bada's arm exploded and shattered, as if some explosive was hidden in the sleeve tube suddenly exploded. The sleeves on Qin Fen's wrists cracked dozens of gaps, as if they were cut by scissors.

Um!

Bada groaned, and his feet flew backwards for two meters away from the ground and landed on the ground. His left and right feet kept stepping back, and he retreated twelve steps in a row to stabilize his body. The pair of special forces combat boots that were wear-resistant and almost adapted to various environments, as a series of backs retreated, the shoe uppers completely cracked, turning outward and revealing the black soles of his feet.

Even the socks were completely bursting in the continuous retraction and removal force just now!

Puff... Puff...

Bada opened his mouth and sprayed two blood arrows, and a trace of thin and invisible pale appeared on his dark skin.

In order to try to retreat as little as possible and no longer lose like Alice, Bada's injury caused by forcibly stopping the retreat was much heavier than Alice, but judging from the distance of retreat, it was far less scary than Alice.

"Who else thinks you can take me three punches one-on-one?" Behind Qin Fen's hands were behind him, there was a smell of no one questioning his words.

After defeat, Bada's arms were trembling slightly, and the force of the punch hit his arms. He felt that the one who just hit his arm seemed not Qin Fen's fist, but a real bomb!

At this moment, people focused all their eyes on Caesar. As another eight-star warrior among the quarterfinals, they were the only candidate who could stop Qin Fen from being almost atrocities.

"I."

Caesar slowly walked out of the audience, his steps under his feet were not as good as those of Bada's previous hard bridge horse, but it exuded an indescribable steady stream.

He stopped standing not far from Qin Fen. People focused their eyes on Qin Fen again, wanting to see the person who kept talking nonsense before, what reaction would be.

"You?" Qin Fen was a little embarrassed: "I can't take the three punches."

Both of them are eight stars and are looked down upon by others, but Caesar's face did not increase much gloomy or ugly, but instead he smiled.

"If you want me to not be able to take three punches, please be serious." Caesar's lips curled up and his neck turned left and right twice: "The fist like that just now is useless to me."

Seriously? Not serious? Bada's scalp twitched repeatedly. Qin Fen's violent punch just now was actually evaluated as not serious. Isn't that his full strength?

A faint trace of obscurity passed through Alice's heart, and being defeated by someone with one punch was already a shame. Now Fang knew that his opponent did not take action seriously and with all his strength.

"Take out your true energy and shake it out, don't hide it anymore, otherwise you will lose." Caesar's wrist turned gently: "Take out your real power control system and fight me. The real comparison between you and me should be to see who can challenge the bigger the span."

"Your span is not enough." Qin Fen's voice was very cold. He turned his head and looked at the quarterfinals off the court and was eliminated, but he also improved his star rating. "Do you want to fight me too?"

"That's right!" Brooks raised his chin, not overwhelmed by Qin Fen's powerful aura at all. Instead, he felt extremely disappointed because he did not almost challenge Qin Fen when he entered the eight-star.

"Okay." Qin Fen glanced at the others: "When they go forward to fight together, you can go together."

...

Brooks was silent for a while. If he could choose, it would be better to fight one-on-one. His eyes quickly flashed a little self-deprecating. As a warrior who had not advanced to the quarterfinals, it was already a lucky thing to be able to fight Qin Fen. He really shouldn't have more luxury.

"Okay!" Brooks pointed at Caesar: "The premise is that you can only beat him in three punches! Otherwise, we will fight one-on-one."

"Okay." Qin Fen put his attention back to Caesar.

At this moment, Caesar's expression was no longer as indifferent as before. There was also a hint of anger in the corner of his eyes, which was the anger brought out after being ignored.

Caesar, angry...

The emperor will also get angry! The emperor in anger does not mean that he is stupid! At the same time, it also represents the terrifying thunder!
Chapter completed!