"Ding."
As a bell rang, the ring suddenly started to move.
Nine people, including Xu Jun, raised their weapons.
In order to prevent accidents, they were holding wooden weapons.
But when it came to the top 16, they had to fight with real swords and guns. But
even so, everyone showed their strengths, and for a while there was a lot of swords and shadows, and it was very lively.
However, eight of them rushed towards the big black man honestly, while Xu Jun hesitated again and again, because he really couldn't do it.
He was afraid that if he slashed with a sword, he would send everyone on the ring away.
But just with such hesitation, the situation on the ring had changed dramatically.
The big black man seemed to be prepared.
With his body shape and appearance, as well as his terrifying deterrent power, it would be strange if he didn't become the target of concentrated fire.
So, even in the face of so many people besieging him, he was not surprised.
The weapon in his hand was a large wooden stick. At this moment, he waved his hands, and the wooden stick whistled past, like thunder and lightning, and like a mountain torrent, and endless stick shadows rolled towards the crowd.
Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.
Once this stick is hit, you will know whether it is effective or not.
"Ouch."
"Oh my god, it hurts."
"Wow..."
Shrill screams continued to sound, and in just a moment, the eight people had all flown out.
Under this surging stick method, the combination of the eight people was instantly defeated like a dead tree and rotten wood.
However, even so, no one was really injured.
Because they all just flew out like a kite with a broken string.
However, when they lost their resistance and were in mid-air, they were caught by the staff guarding under the ring.
The stick method of this big man is quite exquisite. It seems that the stick shadows are overlapping and overwhelming.
In fact, it is extremely dexterous. While the stick knocks away an opponent's weapon, it also picks it up, and immediately picks one person out of the circle.
According to the rules of the competition, once you leave the ring, you will automatically give up.
Eight times of attack, the eight people were wiped out immediately.
Xu Jun's eyes moved slightly, and with his sword heart clear, he could see clearly.
This man's strength is extremely powerful, and his level is not inferior to Hao Yidong, equivalent to a post-natal peak warrior.
And the eight people on the same stage...
the strongest one is only at the bone tempering level.
The strength between them is too different, so even if the eight people join forces, it will be a simple game of bullying.
Post-natal peak?
Haha, I didn't expect to meet such an opponent in the first game.
Xu Jun was actually a little bit expectant and excited for a while.
However, just when he raised the wooden sword and wanted to officially attack, he saw that the big black man turned his wrist and put away the stick.
The man turned halfway, looked at Xu Jun with a cold look, and said loudly: "You, didn't go along with them, that's good. I won't drive you off the stage."
After that, he turned around and walked away with big strides, walked away...
Xu Jun blinked his eyes, a little surprised.
What's going on?
Do you think you're letting me?
Damn it, do I need you to give in?
Looking at his graceful back, Xu Jun took a deep breath, and wanted to forcibly pull him back and kill him with a sword.
Forget it, he must know my strength, or he must have heard that I performed the Xiantian Sword Ringing in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
So he knew he couldn't win and chose to admit defeat?
Humph, since this person is so sensible, let him go.
"What are you standing on the stage in a daze for? You have already passed. Come down quickly. Don't you see the next batch is waiting?"
The staff shouted loudly below, interrupting Xu Jun's train of thought.
Xu Jun angrily stepped down and immediately saw Li Qiankun, who looked a little strange.
He knew that Xu Jun would definitely pass the test easily.
However, the fact that he passed the test so easily without even drawing his sword still made him laugh.
"Brother Xu, congratulations on passing the test."
Xu Jun waved his hand and said, "What's going on?"
"Ah, Brother Xu, have you forgotten? In the preliminaries, each ring can produce three winners to enter the next round. There were only two people left on the ring just now, so of course you advanced."
Xu Jun stuttered. Although he did advance, he didn't know why he always felt a little weird.
This feeling of winning without fighting was quite wonderful.
"Brother Li, who is that big black guy?"
"I don't know." Li Qiankun said with a wry smile: "I don't have his information, but you can go to the organizing committee to check, and I should be able to get the news soon."
It was indeed very fast. After only five minutes, Li Qiankun brought the big black guy's information.
The big black guy is called Li Canghai. He is a post-natal peak warrior from the nearby big city, Fengxia City.
Xu Jun said in some surprise: "He is a warrior from Fengxia City, why doesn't he participate in the Youth Martial Arts Cup of Fengxia City?"
Li Qiankun said helplessly: "Fengxia City is one of the big cities, martial arts are prosperous, and there are many masters. If that kid participates in the Youth Martial Arts Cup of Fengxia City, he will definitely not get a good result. Haha, he came here for the top eight." Xu Jun understood
, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart.
It turned out to be a guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
That afternoon, Xu Jun participated in the second group of melee again.
Perhaps it was because after passing the first round, the rules for drawing lots for the contestants changed. Therefore, among the ten people this time, there were actually two students from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
In addition to Xu Jun, there was another man who looked familiar.
When the man saw Xu Jun, he immediately felt as if he had been pardoned, with a look of relief on his face.
"Coach Xu, it's great to meet you. This round depends on you."
After Xu Jun agreed to represent the Thunder Martial Arts School in the competition, he automatically obtained a position as a martial arts school coach.
Even though he had never taught a class.
Xu Jun smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I guarantee you will pass this round."
The student immediately smiled.
The other eight people stepped onto the ring, all with alert eyes.
Those who can kill from the first round may not be very powerful, but at least they have a certain foundation and enough eyesight.
Seeing that the two people on the ring were wearing clothes from the same martial arts school, the eight people exchanged glances with each other, as if they had reached a tacit understanding without words.
"Ding."
As the bell rang, the start of the game.
The eight people raised their weapons and attacked Xu Jun and the other person at the same time.
Although it was only the first time they cooperated, according to the characteristics of each person's martial arts, they divided the work and cooperated, which was quite a bit of tacit cooperation.
However, under Xu Jun's clear swordsmanship,
what he saw was full of flaws and not worth mentioning.
Finally, it's my turn!
Xu Jun sighed silently in his heart.
He shook his wrist and stabbed out with a sword casually...
(End of this chapter)