Chapter 227: The Official Tournament Begins
Another Martial King has arrived!
At this time, Xu Renli clearly felt that the other party's not tall body was like an unsheathed divine sword, exuding a shocking invisible sword aura!
Next to her, Cheng Xueyue looked respectful, stood up, and arched her hand towards the old woman with a smile.
"Senior Li, hello. ”
"The little daughter who is immortal?"
The old woman was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on her cold face.
"Good, I remember when you were just born, you were only more than a month old, and once I held you, and you soaked urine and spilled on your face......"
"Ahh
Cheng Xueyue, who has always shown a cold temperament and a low-level martial artist, made a big red face at this moment, ashamed and annoyed, and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
"Ahem. ”
Xu Renli looked strange, and secretly said that this Cheng Xueyue has an extraordinary background, and he actually has such a relationship with the president of the Divine Soldier Martial Arts University.
Cheng Xueyue glared at Xu Renli and scolded, "What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I gouged out your eyeballs and stepped on them as a cannon?"
Xu Renli pointed to the nearby students, "They are also watching ......."
All the students shook their heads and retorted righteously.
"Teaching Xu must have laughed. ”
"Yes, we obviously admire the invincible majesty of Cheng Jiao, how can we make fun of her?"
Xu Renli, "......"
Not far away, after the old woman sat down, her majestic eyes had been scanning the student team of the Dragon Form First Martial Arts University, as if she was searching for something.
Finally, her gaze stayed on Mu Yueqi beside Xu Renli, and she was very surprised in her heart.
"Is this the little girl doll? The power of qi and blood exceeds 1,000 calories, and the skin of the whole body has been tempered...... Flesh and blood, as if it has not been refined, then ...... She's a top martial artist?"
A top warrior with a power of more than 1,000 cards!
Generally speaking, the power of qi and blood that a top martial artist can hold is 1000 calories, and this is true for everyone.
Unless, the body of this little female doll, is there some kind of weirdness?
So it can accommodate more qi and blood power?
What a powerful person the old woman is, thinking about it like this, she suddenly realized the horror of Mu Yueqi, the martial arts realm is like this, so what about the martial artists, the great martial artists, and even the martial arts?
The power of qi and blood contained may be more and more, doesn't it mean that the same realm is invincible?
Can you even skip the level to kill the enemy?
That would be amazing!
At this time, the old principal, Vice President Qin, Xu Renli and others were also observing the team of the Divine Warrior University.
I saw that beside the old woman, there were two cold young men who looked almost identical, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and sharp eyes.
The old headmaster muttered to himself.
"Could it be that these are the twins with the sword race?"
Vice President Qin took over.
"It shouldn't be wrong, old principal, you look at their body surface, it seems to be wrapped with layers of cold aura, like a long sword......"
"Body Protector Sword Qi?"
Xu Renli frowned, and his eyes suddenly widened, very surprised and shocked.
"What kind of strength do they have? They seem to have just entered a low-level martial artist, right?
Generally speaking, only human powerhouses who have been immersed in the way of the sword for more than fifty years, and most of them are martial arts masters, will produce substantial body protection sword qi, which can be defended and killed.
"This old woman is amazing, I don't know where she dug it up?"
The old headmaster looked envious.
Like this kind of legendary peerless top genius, every top school welcomes it, and under the cultivation of all efforts, a top martial arts sect will not be able to run in the future.
As for the martial kings above the top martial arts, only those with great courage, great perseverance and great luck can have the slightest chance.
......
At this point, the teams of the four top universities have arrived, and the four legendary martial kings have appeared one after another, sitting in their respective teams, with extraordinary bearing.
One after another, teams from ordinary colleges and universities came and sat in their respective positions.
At half past eight, a total of more than 30,000 students of the official competition finally arrived, waiting nervously for the start of the game.
Under the stands, there was a circular giant battle platform, Lu Xing held the microphone in his hand, appeared there, and respectfully hugged his fists towards the four martial kings in the stands.
"Hello to the four seniors, as well as the principals, vice-principals and students. In today's official match, I will be the referee. ”
"The rules of the official competition will be more cruel than the qualifiers, all students will be randomly divided into 1,000 groups, and the strongest person in each group will advance to the finals!"
Of the more than 30,000 students, only 1,000 were promoted, and an average of one out of more than 30 people was selected.
Not long after, grouping
Complete.
Each trainee received their own group information on the communicator and began to prepare.
1,000 groups, 200 groups of matches every day, and divide the round giant battle platform into 200 small battle platforms.
A full two hundred referees walked out of the passage and came to the vicinity of the giant battle platform.
The 200 groups of students took the stage one after another.
Xu Renli saw some familiar figures, Ouyang Yi was in the 29th group, Zhao Wushang was in the 57th group, and the summer of the first class was in the 145th group......
Next, more than 30 students in each group will take turns to PK matches, and only those who maintain all victories can advance to the finals.
Once again, the battle began.
In the 29th group, Ouyang Yi was observing his opponents, a total of 33 people, including 1 low-level martial artist, 27 intermediate martial artists, and 5 senior martial artists.
Putting aside the weakness of low-level martial artists and intermediate martial artists, the remaining 5 high-level martial artists are his real opponents.
"It's a bit stressful. ”
Ouyang Yi grinned, and quickly regained his senses, but he was the man who had been beaten by the squad leader Ling Fei, but he was still alive.
How could this difficulty stump him?
Within thirty minutes, Ouyang Yi defeated many opponents in a row, won 25 consecutive victories, and finally ushered in a hard battle.
His opponent, a high-ranking martial artist from the Divine Weapon Academy, carried a glittering D-rank Super Alloy Divine Soldier Broadsword, which was majestic.
"Boy, my name is Wei Liang, your journey will end with me, give up the illusion in your heart, and consciously get down. ”
"Yo Ho, are you more arrogant than me?"
The opponent smug, "That's it." ”
"You're laughing at a fart! These are all leftovers from Lao Tzu's previous play, and you're still smug?
"You...... Look for death!"
Wei Liang was furious, grabbed the big knife and slashed over, the air exploded, and it seemed to be directly divided.
Rumble!
Ouyang Yi blocked it with a long stick, easily blocked it, and then took a big stride and rushed over.
His fighting intent was soaring, his eyes were gradually red, and the long stick in his hand attacked like raindrops with a messy attack.
"I'll make you arrogant, let you curse, let your eyes be above the top! I have a crazy magic stick method, and I want to kill you stupid hat!"