"Xu Jun, Xu Jun, come on."
"Brother, come on!"
Xu Jun walked slowly onto the ring, his sword heart was already open.
Although there were huge crowds of people below, the noise was deafening.
But Xu Jun was able to distinguish them immediately.
He looked in surprise, and in that direction, there were actually many classmates sitting.
With a glance, Xu Jun knew that most people had come. Not only that, even the old class teacher Liu Yang appeared in the crowd and shouted loudly.
In addition to them, his parents, his aunt, and his cousin Shi Lele, who had been talking about him for half a summer vacation, also appeared in the audience.
At this time, Shi Lele had long forgotten the grudges of the exercise book.
She waved her hands desperately, shouting at him, and was so enthusiastic that she seemed to be ready to run up to the stage to compete for him at any time.
Xu Jun smiled slightly and waved in this direction.
Then, his heart completely calmed down.
On the ring, a tall and thin man with a very tough look arrived first.
He was staring at Xu Jun with a sinister look.
"Two, do you choose to fight with bare hands or weapons?"
"Bare hands."
"Weapons."
The referee shrugged and said, "Since your choices are different, I will decide by flipping a coin."
The two people each chose one side, and then the referee took out a coin ejector.
Each referee is a warrior. If they were asked to flip a coin, there would be too many tricks.
Therefore, once this happens, the machine will do it instead.
If this can also interfere... then this person has too much power.
The coin flew in the air for a few circles and landed.
Before it landed, Xu Jun had already got the answer in Jian Xin Tong Ming.
This time his luck was bad, and his opponent won.
Sure enough, the referee said, "According to the rules, both sides of this round of competition will fight with bare hands, and start."
He slipped and stepped back nimbly.
Liu Fan grinned, his face full of ridicule. Then, he raised his hands to protect his face and suddenly rushed over.
Muay Thai emphasizes that every punch hits the flesh, and the whole body can be used as a weapon.
Among the acquired warriors, Muay Thai is quite powerful, and when punching, it is particularly fierce. The posture does not look like a competition on the ring at all, but rather like a deep hatred between the two people, and they are going to fight to the death.
Seeing Liu Fan's momentum, Xu Ping'an and his wife couldn't help but worry.
Even though they actually knew that Xu Jun was already an innate.
However, the four words "worrying about chaos" are inevitable at any time.
Of course, more importantly, in this battle, neither side used weapons.
For a sword cultivator, if there is no sword in hand, can it still be called a sword cultivator?
Xu Jun looked at Liu Fan silently. Although this person's movements were as fast as the wind, his body swayed and dodged like a ghost.
However, under the reflection of the sword heart, he knew it clearly.
Xu Jun could even clearly see any changes in the opponent's next step. This predictive ability, under the blessing of the sword heart, reached an incredible level.
So, he put his fingers together like a sword and pointed forward.
If it was three months ago, when both sides met unarmed, Xu Jun would definitely be knocked down by Liu Fan with one punch, and his life or death would be unknown. If it was two
months ago, Xu Jun, who had just learned the unity of man and sword, faced him. With both sides unarmed, he would most likely be beaten half to death.
But if it was a month ago, when Xu Jun had just comprehended the innate sword sound. Then even if he had no sword in his hand, he could at least fight Liu Fan to a draw. And the one with the more serious injuries would definitely not be Xu Jun himself.
But today...
Xu Jun pointed out, the speed was not fast, nor was it very sharp.
But in Liu Fan's eyes, it made his scalp numb.
Because Liu Fan, who was in the game, could clearly feel that if he did not change his tactics, then when he took another step forward.
Before he could throw a punch, Xu Jun's finger would poke out his eyes.
Moreover, he had put his eyes on Xu Jun's finger.
What the hell was going on?
Without thinking, Liu Fan's body that was rushing forward suddenly stopped.
Although his blood and qi were surging, years of practice still made him stop.
But in the next moment, Xu Jun took the initiative to step forward and poked his finger at another place.
Liu Fan's body was covered with cold sweat.
He felt that his eyeballs were numb, as if something was pressing against his eyelids, almost blinding him.
Liu Fan knew that this was not true, but this kind of Qi and blood locking was absolutely true.
If he did not change the status quo, then this eyeball would really be lost.
With a move of his legs and feet, Liu Fan flew back, like a lone wolf walking away on the ground.
What a fast speed, what a quick reaction.
Xu Jun nodded secretly, this guy was able to make it out of the preliminaries, he was indeed not an ordinary person.
Xu Jun had encountered many opponents in the preliminaries, but the only one who could obviously suppress Liu Fan seemed to be Li Canghai, who came from Fengxia City to take advantage.
But unfortunately, this level of skill was no longer within Xu Jun's scope of thought.
Taking a step forward, Xu Jun pointed out again.
The ring was not small, but it was definitely not too big. Xu Jun stood in the middle of the ring. As long as he moved a little, the range of this finger could cover half of the ring area.
So Liu Fan concentrated all his attention and ran around the edge of the ring desperately.
But he soon found that Xu Jun was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. No matter how he moved, he could not really get rid of it.
While Xu Jun was attacking, he was silently calculating in his mind.
It's been more than ten moves, it should be enough.
Turning his eyes, he saw the audience stand.
At this moment, the people in the audience stand also had different expressions. In fact, there are really few people
who can really understand the connotation.
However, everyone who could understand had a solemn look on their faces, and some even clenched their fists.
Most people were just watching the fun.
They saw Liu Fan jumping up and down. Although the two sides did not really fight, it was fun to watch, so the cheers were one after another, quite lively.
Turning his eyes to the corner of the stage, Li Qiankun was dumbfounded.
Obviously, he did not expect this to happen.
However, Xu Jun saw a hint from his face.
So, he stopped procrastinating, and suddenly his body accelerated, and the finger pointed out like lightning.
This finger was the sword in Xu Jun's palm.
With a sword in hand, the world is mine!
Sorry, everyone on the stage is scum.
The kind of scum who is not even worthy of my full-strength sword.
The body follows the sword, and the sword shines.
On and off the stage, everyone seemed to have an illusion at this time.
They seemed to see a sword.
Then, Liu Fan, who was jumping like a big monkey, suddenly stopped, and his body fell straight down.
He didn't even know how he lost.
However, at the moment he fell, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally free!
(End of this chapter)