Haoyu didn't take it seriously, it was best to participate as an official player, it didn't matter if he couldn't, but he definitely wanted to get a substitute place, and it would be good to accompany Yuexi and Lingyi to see it.

Haoyu is not so arrogant that he thinks that he has the iron plate bridge hard qi function to beat the martial arts geniuses of those top sects, and if you can talk about it, you can do it with real swords and guns, then it is not necessarily.

The Yuntang Kingdom has a population of hundreds of millions and is full of geniuses, and Haoyu is not 100% sure that he can win against Yuexi, how can he dare to say that he can defeat the genius of the Foundation Circle Realm.

Haoyu has been silent, Yuan Long, Bai Yue, and Uncle Tongfang glanced at him from time to time, Haoyu also knew that his potential must be higher than Lingyi, Shao Bing, and the power of a punch and the advantage of a sword to kill the wolf, the three uncles were very clear.

Haoyu knows that Tianchi Sect has its own rules and selection methods, even if he gets an official quota for the competition, what if he encounters a master who is eliminated in the first game, it is too embarrassing, it doesn't matter if he is embarrassed, Tianchi Sect has lost face outside, how to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

What would outsiders think, a kid who practiced qi at the ninth order was probably the illegitimate son of a steward, who ate a big tonic pill in order to participate in the competition, forcibly broke through to the third order of foundation building, grabbed an official quota, and was eliminated in the first game.

So Haoyu is indisputable, strength speaks, and substitute is his best position.

After the steward finished speaking, he left.

Uncle Yuanlong came to the stage to speak.

"The first competition starts today, and the top 12 will be decided in two days, and Haoyu has a bye to directly compete with the winner of the top 12 and enter the top six the day after tomorrow. ”

The top 12 will be decided in two days, and the top 6 will be played the day after tomorrow.

There will be three games this morning and three games in the afternoon.

Uncle Tongfang also began to speak, "Now go to the martial arts arena to prepare, and in half an hour, the first competition will begin." ”

The three uncles led the team and led the students to the martial arts arena.

After a quarter of an hour, they will arrive at the martial arts arena, one in the field, also known as the martial arts platform, is ten meters long and wide, and the martial arts arena has audience seats and judges' seats, and five elders came today.

Draw lots to determine the object of the competition, the first game of Zongxian vs. Wen An.

The two of them walked to the stage and walked to the middle line of the stage, and Yuan Long, as the referee, also came to the stage and began to talk about the rules.

"There is no better of three games than one in the knockout round, and if the opponent is knocked out of the stage or the other side concedes defeat, it will be won, and it will start now. ”

The other students found a place on the audience and sat to watch the two compete.

Haoyu sat on the front chair under the stage, Song Qing sat on Haoyu's left-hand side, and Murong Yu sat on Song Qing's left-hand side.

Zong Xian, Wen An wanted to be three meters apart, Zong Xian took out the bronze sword first, and then rushed forward one meter closer and stabbed the sword flat.

Wen Anti's sword swept out with a block and a push, and Zong Xian flashed sideways.

Zong Xian swept out with a sword.

Wen An put away his sword in front of him, and the two bronze swords collided together with a clanging sound, the palms of the two were numb, Wen An's strength was small, and the bronze sword almost got out of his hand.

Zong Xian stabbed back his sword, Wen An hurriedly retreated, Zong Xian pushed and rushed, Wen An retreated half a beat slowly, and the tip of Zong Xian's sword was half an inch closer to Wen An's chest.

Wen An sweated profusely and said, "I admit defeat." ”

"In the first game, Zong Xian vs. Wen An, Zong Xian won. ”

Yuan Long shouted the results of the contest in the field.

Haoyu suddenly felt bored.

Song Qingzheng and Murong Yu were talking and laughing, and some of the other students were pointing and discussing the moves of Zong Xian and Wen An on the stage, and some were eating snacks with a listless look.

"Song Qing, do you have anything to eat there?"

Haoyu looked sideways at Song Qing and said.

"No!" Song Qing replied.

Song Qing looked at Murong Yu again and asked, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes!"

"Get some for the Boss. ”

Murong Yu took out a paper bag of peanuts from the storage bag and handed it to Song Qing.

Song Qing handed it to Haoyu again.

Haoyu took it, "Thank you, do you want some?"

"No, boss, you can keep it for food. ”

Haoyu was not polite, took out a peanut and peeled it, peeled it out and put it in his mouth, and said while chewing, "Murong Yu, why are your peanuts raw?"

"Peanuts are delicious. ”

"Okay!"

Haoyu turned his head to stare at the stage, and he didn't stop peeling peanuts in his hands.

The two stepped down and started the second game five minutes later.

The next game is Song Qing vs. Du Cheng.

Haoyu was whispering to Song Qing, Song Qing had a light in his eyes, and kept nodding.

Du Cheng had already arrived at the middle line of the stage to wait for Song Qing, and Song Qing walked from the audience to the stage after talking to Haoyu.

Song Qing came to the middle line and glanced at Uncle Yuanlong.

"Let's go. ”

Uncle Yuanlong stepped aside after shouting.

Song Qing pulled out the bronze sword and slashed, and Du Cheng put the sword above his head to block Song Qing's swing.

Song Qing kept swinging, faster and faster.

Du Cheng scolded Song Qing's ancestor for eight generations in his heart, this kid is a lifeless way to play, where is there a direct brute force slash without swordsmanship.

Du Cheng didn't dare to draw his sword back, blocking the swing of more than a dozen swords, and his arm was numb.

Song Qing split more than a dozen swords, and his strength was exhausted, so Song Qing stepped back and stopped attacking.

"Du Cheng, you are optimistic, you have to be careful when I make a trick now. ”

Song Qing spoke during the competition.

Du Cheng was stunned, "Why is this kid so stupid, tell me if he has a trick." ”

Song Qing's words caused Du Cheng's nervousness, and he raised his spirit to parry Song Qing's attack.

"Sweep"

Du Cheng blocked the right side of his upper body with the tip of the sword pointing downward, Song Qing kicked his leg, Du Cheng fell out directly, and Song Qing flashed the bronze sword on Du Cheng's body.

"Du Cheng, you lost. ”

"You're fooling!"

"What did I do?"

"You lied to me, you said that you swept out, but not only did you not come out, but kicked me, you are shameless. ”

"What's wrong with shamelessness, just win it. ”

"You, you, you!" Du Cheng pointed at Song Qing, so angry that he couldn't speak.

Uncle Yuanlong really saw it on the field.

Uncle Yuanlong walked up quickly, "Du Cheng, you lost, each has its own means when the game is played, and what Song Qing has shown is recognized in the game." ”

Even if Uncle Yuanlong said this, I have nothing to say, Du Cheng got up and glared at Song Qing and got off the stage with hatred.

"The second game Song Qing won. ”

The third is a competition between Gao Yi and Hongming, and Haoyu is not familiar with each other.

After Song Qing made such a fuss, the next game was much more interesting, where is the sword move competition, you stare at me and I stare at you, screaming in your mouth, slashing and slashing.

The draw is the game, and the third game is won by Gao Yi.

The fourth is two girls, after the first clarification, you are not allowed to cheat, I am not cheating, the two of them compete with the sword, compared to a stick of incense Yao Meili slightly better, after the three games to have lunch, rest for half an hour after lunch, continue the afternoon competition.

After three matches in the afternoon, three more places were produced.

The next day, six more matches were played, and the top 12 were born.

Haoyu drew lots and drew Jong Hyun.

Zong Xian didn't fight, and directly threw the sword to the ground to admit defeat.

The elders exchanged words and orders, and finally finalized the top 12 places.

On the third day, six games were played to produce the top six.

Three places were produced in the morning, Song Qing, Qiu Xia, and Hong Zhi.

Three places will be produced in the afternoon, and Haoyu will arrange the first game in the afternoon.