The preliminaries progressed very quickly.
In just one week, it was already the last round of the ring screening.
This time, all the remaining people were divided into four groups.
Each group had 10-12 people, and the last four winners were selected to advance to the top 16, and then a draw was held every other week in September.
Such a formal competition is the event that thousands of people in Zixia City are paying attention to.
The previous preliminaries were just a small fight and could not be put on the stage.
"The first group, you can go on stage."
With a shout from the on-site staff, 11 people walked onto the ring one after another.
Among them, there was a tall and mighty man with a red hair shawl down his shoulders. When he walked, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, like a huge and majestic lion.
Xu Jun recognized the other person's identity at a glance.
Kuang Feng of the Crazy Lion Martial Arts School was known as the Red-haired Lion King.
Since Xu Jun started participating in the competition, Li Qiankun has been waiting by his side.
Although he didn't do the work of serving tea and pouring water, he also arranged the logistics properly.
At this time, Li Qiankun came over and whispered, "Brother Xu, that is Kuang Fengle, who has been promoted to Xiantian for three years and is very powerful."
Xu Jun nodded slightly, but his face remained calm.
Xiantian, of course, is powerful.
But to say who is more powerful, you have to compete to know.
However, Xu Jun is very confident in himself. After all, he has witnessed with his own eyes the feat of the little Xu Jun from the other world fighting against two Xiantians.
Little Xu Jun is also Xu Jun, just a little smaller.
After rounding off, Xu Jun thought that even if he is not more powerful than little Xu Jun, he should be about the same.
So, he is not afraid of this.
As the game began, everyone on the ring started fighting.
However, the scene this time was very different from before.
In the past, although no one organized or colluded in advance in such multiplayer ring competitions, most people tacitly agreed to a rule.
That is to pick out the strongest person, and then work together to get rid of this person first.
Of course, some people are strong, but they cover up well, making people keep fooling, so that they can easily advance to the last round.
However, this rule is completely useless at this moment.
Because those who were fighting each other on the ring were quite restrained and did not dare to approach within five meters of Kuang Feng.
Kuang Feng stood in the center of the ring, his hands behind his back, looking coldly at
the people around him. However, with him as the center, an absolute vacuum with a radius of about five meters was formed.
No matter how hard the others fought, no one dared to approach this circle.
Xu Jun curled his lips and said, "It's useless." A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes: "If I were on the stage, I would definitely test Kuang Feng's strength."
Li Qiankun immediately said: "That's right, that's right, among these people, only you can beat him."
Xu Jun waved his hand and said modestly: "That's not necessarily the case. They are all innate. You can only know the winner after fighting."
He said politely, but his tone and expression were full of confidence.
Li Qiankun smiled bitterly. The four rings were said to be randomly drawn.
But in fact, Thunder Martial Arts Hall took great pains and paid a certain price to ensure that Xu Jun was not drawn with the two innates. It
's not necessarily because they are afraid, but they are just worried that Xu Jun can't control himself.
In the preliminaries, they fought to the death with the two Xiantians.
No one wanted to see such a situation, so the strongest people had to be separated from each other.
Dad was right to worry. If Xu Jun was really put together with the two...
Li Qiankun shook his head and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Soon, the four people standing on the ring won.
Among them, Kuang Feng was the most relaxed. He half-closed his eyes throughout the whole process and didn't move at all, and became the first winner.
However, everyone thought that all this was taken for granted.
The first group left the stage, and the second group started.
Xu Jun's eyes were immediately attracted by a tall, stern-looking young man.
Deng Le from Foshan Martial Arts School, who was promoted to Xiantian a year later than Kuang Feng, was the second candidate for the champion of the Youth Martial Arts Class.
Xu Jun was looking forward to what outstanding performance this guy could have on the ring.
However, he was soon disappointed.
Because this round of competition was almost the same as the previous round.
No matter how fiercely the others fought, the five meters around Deng Le was an absolute restricted area, and no one could enter it.
Not surprisingly, Deng Le was the first person to be promoted in this group.
When the third group started, Xu Jun just took a look and lost all interest.
Because Jian Xin Tongming told him that the strongest among these people was only at the peak of the acquired stage, and there was not even a Xiantian.
However, the battle in this group was the most tragic, and even the final winner had serious injuries.
It is estimated that it will be affected to a certain extent in the official competition next month.
Just when Xu Jun was quite sighing, the last group of competitions began.
Xu Jun stood up, patted his butt, and walked onto the ring with a wooden sword.
As soon as he walked up, he saw an old acquaintance.
The big black man Li Canghai who he met in the first match.
When he saw Xu Jun, Li Canghai was also a little surprised. His brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be a little confused about how this guy could make it to this level.
Xu Jun smiled at him, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Li Canghai say first: "You should have some skills to be able to get to this level."
Xu Jun rolled his eyes. This big black man was still so arrogant.
Li Canghai said again: "But it is your misfortune to meet me again. I spared you once, and this time let me send you down."
He shook his wrist, and the long stick as thick as a bowl made a "whoosh" sound.
Such a powerful force made several people around him jump away immediately as if they were electrocuted.
In fact, those who can get to this step are at least the third-level blood exchange, and there are many acquired peak warriors.
However, Li Canghai's momentum is full, and no one is willing to directly conflict with him.
Xu Jun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was sure that this person was sick.
He said faintly: "Actually, I have something to tell you."
Li Canghai said proudly: "What?"
At this time, there was a crisp sound of "ding", and the game officially began.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the others avoided Xu Jun and Li Canghai who were in confrontation.
They all thought that these two people had some grudges to settle.
Xu Jun laughed, drew his sword, and stabbed it in the chest.
Li Canghai sneered repeatedly, and a look of disdain flashed across his dark face.
But in the next moment, his smile froze.
He suddenly found that this sword...
Damn, he couldn't resolve it.
Li Canghai roared, and the long stick in his hand rolled like flying, and the shadows of the stick were like mountains.
However, all of this seemed to be false. Under that simple sword, it was like a balloon, which burst with a poke!
Li Canghai's head was sweating profusely, and he had no choice but to keep retreating.
Back off, back off, back off...
Suddenly, Li Canghai stepped into the air and lost his balance.
Fortunately, he had a solid foundation. He was in mid-air, exerted force from his waist, and did a backflip to land steadily.
Then, he realized that he had been forced out of the ring without knowing it.
What was going on?
On the ring, Xu Jun lazily put away his sword and said with a smile: "I just want to tell you that Zixia City does not welcome outsiders."
(End of this chapter)