Gao Lan tried all his strength to return Zhang He's shot just now. He had just launched an attack on Zhang He, and he had only 20 or 30 rounds, and he didn't even touch Zhang He's clothes. Zhang He just fought back and stabbed him in the first shot, which made him unacceptable. He hoped that he could hit Zhang He, in order to prove that he was stronger than Zhang He.

After a few rounds, Gao Lan was surprised and even fearful to find that he not only did not have the chance to assassinate Zhang He, but was gradually suppressed by Zhang He in the process, and he was gradually at a disadvantage.

No, this is impossible.

Gao Lan shouted in his heart, he could not accept such a thing, would he not be as good as Zhang He?

"impossible!"

Gao Lan roared angrily, and the force in his hand increased a little. This force immediately suppressed Zhang He's offensive.

That's great, Gao Lan was happy and planned to suppress Zhang He just like this.

However, before he could be happy for a long time, Gao Lan felt the pressure on his hands increased, and the force coming from Zhang He's wooden gun increased.

In a blink of an eye, he began to be suppressed, and Zhang He's attack increased.

"hateful!"

Gao Lan was shocked and angry. Did he lose like this?

Bang!

Gao Lan was lost in his mind, revealing his flaws, and was caught by Zhang He. Another shot hit Gao Lan's shoulder on the other side of the shoulder. The pain was so great that Gao Lan couldn't help but scream.

"Damn it!"

After screaming, Gao Lan's face flushed. He felt humiliated and roared: "I won't lose. I have worked hard to practice martial arts over the years, so I can be easily defeated by someone like you who have lost their luck."

Gao Lan gritted his teeth. He didn't want to lose to Zhang He. He was fighting back desperately. However, the fact was so cruel. No matter how hard he struggled or tried, he was gradually suppressed by Zhang He. The more he struggled, the more flaws he had, and the more places he was hit on his body gradually increased.

Finally, with a "bang", Zhang He's wooden spear hit Gao Lan's heart accurately and knocked him to the ground.

Gao Lan lay on the ground panting, motionless. He had exhausted all his strength. During the fight, he was hit by Zhang He for twenty or thirty times, and even some places were injured and blood was oozed out.

Blood, sweat and the dust on the ground were intertwined, making Gao Lan look very embarrassed and pitiful.

Hearing that he was sentenced to failure, Gao Lan's eyes were dim and he lost to Zhang He. He was unable to accept such a result.

"Hard practice martial arts?"

Zhang He stood in front of Gao Lan and condescendingly said to him: "Did you think I have not practiced hard over the years?"

Liu Zhe has many masters under his command, including Liu Zhe himself, who are all super masters. With these masters, you can imagine the pressure Zhang He is under. They are all masters. If they don’t work hard, they will be left behind.

After Zhang He joined Liu Zhe's command, he worked harder than before and worked hard to improve his martial arts, because a group of masters were next to him, and his stimulation power was very huge. Moreover, when fighting with masters, he learned more from it and made great progress.

Zhang He often talked with them and learned a lot, which was far from comparable to those of Gao Lan who practiced by himself and worked behind closed doors.

It can be said that Zhang He now and Zhang He who was before he joined Liu Zhe's command are completely two people, two people of different realms.

Gao Lan wanted to defeat Zhang He to establish his authority, but Zhang He never took him seriously. Gao Lan was not a master in his eyes, and he could only be said to be a second-rate master.

As for first-class experts, even the best-class experts are under the command of the lord Liu Zhe.

And Zhang He's target is also them. Only by defeating them can he be a real master.

Gao Lan was carried down by someone. He was exhausted and could not stand up for a short time. Zhang He defeated Gao Lan and broke into the top 15. However, there was no expression of happiness on his face. He just defeated Gao Lan and was not worthy of happiness.

Among the top fifteen, this is close to the seat in Zhang He’s previous martial arts competition, but the next martial arts competition is a bit difficult for Zhang He and it’s not easy to fight.

"I hope I can get a good lottery."

Zhang He glanced at a certain place. It was where Liu Zhe's generals were watching the competition. Zhang He's opponent might be inside. To be honest, Zhang He did not want to meet them in the next game. If you meet them, it means that Zhang He has little chance of winning.

At the beginning, Guo Jia separated the masters according to Liu Zhe's intentions, so that they would not meet in the early stage and stayed behind to fight each other, so that they would be wonderful.

After entering the top 30, the lottery draw will no longer be tampered with their luck, and they will draw lots based on their luck. After the top 30, the fifteen people who enter the top 15 will draw again.

If someone is lucky, he will draw a bye and go directly to the quarterfinals. Zhang He does not expect his luck, but he hopes that he can draw a good lottery and face a not very strong opponent, so that he will have the chance to enter the quarterfinals.

Liu Zhe held several martial arts competitions, and Zhang He entered the top eight only once. If he entered the quarterfinals this time, it would be Zhang He's best result, because this martial arts competition is full of gold.
Chapter completed!