Vol 3 Chapter 1743: -Throwing skills

Ji Zei shouted so, the surrounding elders all looked at them with surprised eyes, and asked Ji Zei: "What is a shoulder fall?"
Ji thief waved his hand, embarrassed: "No, nothing."
With that, Ji Thief continued to look down. Strictly speaking, this is the first time he has watched the contest carefully.
Every time Ji Thief came before, either he was sleeping, or he was teasing his son and coaxing his daughter, and he had never watched a game seriously.
A closer look made him surprised.
After the match continued, the White Wolf was dizzy and thrown out by Ah Zheng, and finally stabilized his mind and stood up.
Ah Zheng is also worthy of his name, and he didn't say to take the opportunity to suppress anything.
In other words, in Ah Zheng's view, even if he didn't rely on these advantages to defeat the White Wolf, it would still be safe.
"Master White Wolf, can you start again?"
Azheng is still asking seriously.
Looking at the white wolf again, he glanced at the stands with crooked eyes, his face was flushed as blood immediately, and he pointed at Ah Zheng grinningly: "Come again! Come again if you have the ability!"
Ah Zheng smiled: "Then you have to be careful."
As he spoke, Ah Zheng accelerated, as fast as a cheetah walking through the forest.
It was almost here, and the White Wolf didn't respond, and Ah Zheng had already appeared behind him.
Before the White Wolf could react, Ah Zheng stretched out his arms and hugged White Wolf's waist.
From the stands, Ji Thief exclaimed, thinking that he can't.
The development of the matter is as if Ji Zei thought in his heart.
But seeing it, Ah Zheng sank, shouted, followed, picked up the white wolf and leaned back and fell back.
The white wolf's limbs in the air didn't have any force points. When being hit by Ah Zheng, he fell straight, and after landing, there was no movement for a long time.
Only Ji Zei boiled: "Dive into the back and fall!"
The surrounding princes were slightly dissatisfied with Ji Thief’s reaction: "It’s not the king, we all bet on Ah Zheng to win. It’s true that he won. You’re glad I know, but you don’t be so happy, otherwise the white wolf will come up later. Seeing that we are smiling so happy is hard to explain."
Those who say these things are the wild goose, the father of White Wolf.
When the father said so, one can imagine how unlucky the white wolf is.
After Ah Zheng made the trick of sneaking and falling, the audience's emotions were once again pushed to a climax in the stands.
All the clansmen waved their arms and called Ah Zheng's name wildly. The sound was like a wave. At that moment, it was as if Ah Zheng had already won the championship.
Ah Zheng was also happy, waving his arms to the people around him.
Look at the white wolf again, so you will lie on the ground crookedly, shaking constantly, just can't stand up.
After being dropped by Ah Zheng two consecutive times, he was all confused.
The clansman in charge of the referee trot to the front and asked the White Wolf, "Master White Wolf, can you continue to fight?"
Pride urges White Wolf to want to agree, but the body that is about to fall apart protests his pride.
It took a long time before he shook his hand.
The referee breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, when Ah Zheng fell, the white wolf was thrown head down as if being headed upside down.
Although he protected his head at the last moment and only fell to the back of his shoulders, he had never had such experience in combat, but he was directly knocked out of all resistance and energy.
As a last resort, only surrender.
The White Wolf was defeated, and the referee announced the result loudly.
As the referee made the decision, around the arena, the thirty-two loud-sounding clansmen specially selected were like loudspeakers to announce the news of Ah Zheng's victory.
At that moment, the entire Lihuo tribe shook three times.
That good guy, Ah Zheng is in the limelight, and he's always the same.
The eight players in the final in the morning have been determined, and they will have a temporary break at noon. In the afternoon, the order of the match will be determined by drawing lots.
From the stands, Ji Thief kept his eyes on Ah Zheng, and asked Ah Hu beside him: "Ahu, do you think, if it were you, how sure are you to defeat Ah Zheng?"
Ahu didn't expect Ji Thief to ask himself this, he was stunned, and bowed his head and thought carefully: "Well, what I said is almost half and half."
The thief was dumb: "Ah, even you are half."
Ahu smiled: "No way, I have never seen a fighting style like him before."
The thief rubbed his hands excitedly: "So, this Ah Zheng is very powerful?"
"Ok."
Ji Zei shouted with excitement, Yun stomped his feet next to him, and Xin said, why didn't he find such a powerful one in his territory before? It shouldn't.
At the same time, with the sound of striding footsteps, the white wolf walked up from below with a depressed look.
Seeing the white wolf, everyone caught him and sat down with great care.
The White Wolf didn't say a word. He patted the table for a long time, and his father Yan was startled: "Give me another chance! I will definitely defeat Ah Zheng!"
"Okay, you lose even if you lose, don't say so much, watch the game well, you, let's make 9th and 10th with the eliminated ones."
The geese beat his son's confidence.
White Wolf: "···"
I had a simple meal at noon, and soon it was the afternoon session.
After the top eight players have determined their opponents by drawing lots, the rest will wait for tomorrow.
However, Ji Zei deliberately took a look at Ah Zheng's wrestling skills and instructed the people in charge of the game to arrange an opener temporarily.
Logically speaking, the afternoon is to draw lots to determine the opponent, and there are no other events.
At this point, all the players who have reached the end have to rest for an afternoon, waiting for the next day's game.
But what else can't Ji Thief say?
That's not it, Ji Thief said, the person in charge of the event immediately arranged.
Originally, the clansmen planned to leave after learning about the quarter-final opponents, but abruptly, they heard that there was another game. That guy, everyone sat back excitedly, looking forward to the start of the game.
In the rest room prepared for the top eight clansmen, the eight clansmen of Ah Zhengnei are all sitting here. They have already learned that there will be an extra match, so they have not left either, they are all waiting for notification.
With a squeak, the door was pushed open by someone outside, and a staff member of the event came in and said, "Azheng, Rickshaw, it's your turn to play."
Ah Zheng raised his head.
Sitting across from him, a tribe of five big and three thick, not weaker than Ah Ju, also opened his eyes.
He is a member of the quarterfinals, born in the Qingfeng Mountains.
Li stood up, walked in front of Ah Zheng, and stretched out his hand: "A Zheng, I hope you can do it later."
When saying this, Liche smiled bitterly.
It can be seen that when he confronted Ah Zheng, he was also a little confused.
Originally, before the draw, he still thought that as long as he avoided Ah Zheng, he was still expected to have a chance to break through again.
Among the quarterfinals, in addition to Azheng who was born in the Qingtu Plain, there were two from the Lihuo tribe, three from the Qingfeng Mountain, one from the Tianchan Plain, and one from the Qinggu Plain.
Originally, Qingfeng Mountain Range was the big head in the quarterfinals, and the other two also knew the bottom line, and if they fought, their winning rate was not low.
However, he never expected that he ran into Ah Zheng. Isn't that, he took the initiative to show weakness and intend to make A Zheng good.
Ah Zheng smiled, stood up and shook hands with Liche: "There is nothing light or not, just try my best later."
The event staff looked at the two: "Two, please, everyone is waiting."
They agreed, and the two walked out one after another.
The remaining six people breathed a sigh of relief, which is equivalent to saying that the two strongest in the quarterfinals have met together, no matter how they compare and what the result is, they have a better chance.
No, Ah Zheng and the others went out, and the six did not say they were resting. They leaned on the window and looked out.
When Ah Zheng stepped onto the ring, cheers broke out immediately around him.
Rickshaw saw this scene, more or less, a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything in the same appearance. In contrast, isn't it shabby?
The referee secretly glanced at the stands and saw Ji Zei waved at himself with a smile. This stabilized his mind and nodded loudly. A Zheng and Liche ordered: "The game is not limited time. Fighting the ring is over, and you are not allowed to attack the lower body. Understand?"
The two of them have come all the way to the present, and naturally they understand the rules of the game. At the moment, they nodded and both agreed.
"Okay, the game begins."
The referee gave an order, and the two immediately assumed a posture.
The clansmen around who were still cheering for a second, at this moment, strangely quieted down.