The Zixia City Youth Martial Arts Cup starts in August every year and ends at the end of September.
The competition is divided into two major stages.
The first major stage starts in mid-August.
In a tournament system, it takes a week to select the top 16 from the countless applicants in the city. This stage ends before the end of August.
Martial arts is the most popular sport in the world.
It is second only to the otherworldly immortal way...
Let's not talk about it.
For people in small cities, martial arts is what they can really touch around them.
Therefore, every time the martial arts cup begins, it is unprecedented, and there are countless applicants.
Of course, most of them sign up just for interest.
Some people have just stimulated their qi and blood, and even haven't even reached the bone tempering stage, but they will also sign up to join in the fun.
Therefore, the task of the first major stage is to eliminate these unqualified people and select the strongest 16 people.
So far, it is the second major stage that the whole city pays attention to in September.
This stage is also called the official competition.
In order to gain more attention and ratings, the official competition is no longer held in a tournament system, but in a weekly format to determine the top eight, top four and champions and runners-up.
Four rounds of competitions a month, once a week.
Every official competition will be watched by thousands of households, and each champion will also gain huge popularity and influence.
Similarly, the martial arts hall or organization where the champion belongs will undoubtedly become the biggest winner of the next year. The reason
why Li Hengxin paid such a high price is of course that he wants to make friends with Xu Jun, but also wants to use Xu Jun's power to advertise for the martial arts hall.
It's just that the advertising fee is a bit expensive.
Although Xu Jun agreed to Li Hengxin's request to represent the Thunder Martial Arts Hall in the competition.
But he didn't take this matter to heart, but continued to study, play, and practice martial arts step by step every day.
Moreover, the time he spent on martial arts every day was no more than one hour.
His purpose was not to strive for excellence, but just to avoid regression.
As for the so-called "going one step further"...
Xu Jun is very self-aware and knows that he is not cut out for it.
In a blink of an eye, it was mid-August.
On this day, in the first-level training room of the martial arts hall, Xu Jun finished his training and pushed the door open.
Since he showed the innate sword sound in the martial arts hall, Li Qiankun took the initiative to change him to the first-level training room, and never mentioned the cost again.
In front, Li Qiankun was waving at him with a smile on his face.
"Brother Xu, the battle list is out, and you will start the first round of the game the day after tomorrow."
Xu Jun turned on his watch and received a battle list as expected.
In order to prevent the strong from competing against each other in the preliminaries and eliminating the strong. Therefore, the preliminaries are carried out in a group system.
According to the number of applicants, each round is a group of eight to ten people for a melee, and the last three standing will advance.
And so on, until the top 32 are decided.
Although it is inevitable that strong people will make mistakes or be besieged and eliminated, it is a small probability.
The preliminaries will not be broadcast publicly because of the uneven quality of the players .
After all, no one wants to see ten novices fighting each other in the ring. That would be a disgrace to the organizing committee.
Xu Jun just took a glance.
Well, except for himself, he didn't know any of these nine people.
That's fine.
"Thank you, I see. I will participate on time the day after tomorrow."
Li Qiankun nodded and said, "Brother Xu, in fact, you don't have to worry about the preliminaries at all. You don't have to be so cautious."
Xu Jun was startled and asked, "What?"
Li Qiankun said solemnly, "You only practice for one hour every day. If I'm not mistaken, you should give up further progress and keep yourself in the best condition."
Xu Jun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
However, with his sword heart clear, he immediately reacted.
So Xu Jun nodded slightly with a serious face and said, "I promised Master Li that I would go all out."
Li Qiankun was quite moved and said, "Brother Xu attaches so much importance to promises, Qiankun is very grateful. However, we hope that this competition will not cause you trouble. You should take cultivation as the first goal, and not lose the big picture for the sake of small things, which will hinder your martial arts career."
Xu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself.
Of course I understand this truth, but unfortunately, after one and a half months of practice, he came to a frustrating fact.
That is, no matter how hard he tries, his own sword realm is constant at the current level.
Originally it was the unity of man and sword, it was the unity of man and sword.
Originally it was the innate sword ringing, it was the innate sword ringing.
Just one hour of practice a day to keep the feel will not regress.
But if you want to improve, then you really want too much.
Through this incident, he completely realized.
His talent is like this. Whether he works hard or slacks off, the result will not be any different.
In this case, he would be a fool if he worked hard again.
"I know, thank you for your kindness, Brother Li." Xu Jun said seriously: "However, I can't go against my own way, so I can only appreciate your kindness."
After that, Xu Jun smiled slightly and left gracefully.
Li Qiankun was hesitant to speak, just sighing at his back as he left.
Sword cultivator.
This is the real sword cultivator. A promise
is worth a thousand gold, and the sword heart is as strong as iron.
While deeply admiring, Li Qiankun also made up his mind.
He must tie Xu Jun to the chariot of his own martial arts hall.
Making friends with such a sword cultivator is the most reassuring thing.
Two days later, Xu Jun followed the instructions on his watch and came to the stadium wearing the competition clothes provided by Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
Although the qualifying round was not broadcast, even if it was just the relatives and friends of the contestants, it was not a small number.
Xu Jun waited in line for an hour, and finally it was their turn to go on stage.
The ring was not small, and it was more than enough to accommodate ten people.
But with ten people, there was not much room for movement.
In the first draw, people from the same martial arts school were not divided together.
Therefore, Xu Jun was the only one from the Thunder Martial Arts School on the ring.
Among the ten people, there was a two-meter-tall, dark-skinned, strong, and iron-like muscular man who was the most eye-catching.
On and off the stage, everyone kept looking at him.
A man came up to Xu Jun and whispered, "Hey, little brother, when it starts, let's team up to beat the big black guy down first."
Xu Jun was startled and said in surprise, "Hit him first?"
Isn't it said that in such competitions, it is generally tacitly agreed to beat the strongest first?
And if the strongest is too strong and can't be beaten, they will make small moves to try to be the three people left on the stage.
However, Xu Jun looked at the big black guy and didn't think that he was stronger than himself.
However, he hesitated for only a second before nodding his head and saying, "Okay, beat him first!"
(End of this chapter)