The first big competition of Dayan Academy can be described as very lively, and the dignitaries and nobles in the capital have already surrounded the place where Dayan Academy chose Dabi.

The imperial court also sent scholars from the Hanlin Academy, as well as several commanders of the Praetorian Guard, to observe the outstanding talents of this big competition.

On the first day, the content of the competition was a martial arts test, and more than 1,000 participating students were already in place, each gearing up and preparing for a blockbuster.

Dean Min said a few exciting opening remarks on the high platform, and with the roar of firecrackers, the inner courtyard of the martial arts test was opened.

More than 1,000 students are divided into 20 echelons, each echelon corresponds to a ring, and the people of each echelon immediately draw their opponents and select them layer by layer until someone reaches the top.

Wei Siming, as one of the contestants, looked indifferent, and the reason why he came to the competition was because of Dean Min's words that night.

Of course, leaving here is not only this Dayan Academy, but this world, it seems that our Dean Min is not a simple person.

The big one is in full swing, every ring has a brilliant bright spot, there is a body as solid as a rock, let the enemy attack like a storm, he will not move, until the enemy leaks a flaw or has a loss of strength, he will definitely see the right time, give a fatal blow.

There are attackers like the wind, and all kinds of tricky and strange moves are difficult to guard, and you can always find the right opportunity to knock the enemy out of the ring.

There are even those who have a strong spiritual power to directly crush the other party, without any skills at all, which can be described as extremely domineering.

Wei Siming's opponent in the first game was a civilian student, why is it a civilian, you can see it by looking at the clothes, there is no gorgeous decoration, just a black robe, and the edges of the clothes have a white color left by long-term cleaning.

With the referee's order, Wei Siming's opponent moved, a simple punch, towards Wei Siming, Wei Siming did not have the idea of retaining his strength, he wanted to solve the opponent as soon as possible, and find his answer as soon as possible.

"Bang!" Wei Siming made a simple dodge, turned around and kicked sideways, and the opponent was bounced out with strong force, and there was no room for resistance.

The battle happened so fast that the referee hadn't reacted yet, and the boy who flew out upside down and was lying on the ground didn't react for a while that he had lost.

The civilian boy who was full of revenge and wanted to make a splash looked at Wei Siming in the ring at this time, didn't he say that he was a son who only looked at his family's background?

Then what is the situation? There is no situation, if he knew that Wei Siming had been trained by Yan Mojun, the head of the Lei Yan Army, since he was a child, and with his combat experience, then he would not be so surprised.

The referee came back to his senses and announced Wei Siming's victory, and there was a commotion in the audience.

"Is there only one per ring?" Wei Siming asked, looking at the referee.

"Yes!"

"Then let them go one by one! save some time!" Wei Siming said to the referee in a non-startling tone.

"This?" The referee didn't expect this sudden situation, looking at Min Xingyue on the high platform, Min Xingyue could obviously also pay attention here, after listening to Wei Siming's words, he just smiled faintly and nodded to the referee.

The commotion in the audience was even greater, and many people's eyes were full of anger, as if Wei Siming's actions had angered them, and of course, there were also many people whose eyes were full of banter, as if they were laughing at Wei Siming's incomprehensible height, nearly fifty or sixty in each echelon, and the people who were beaten with iron couldn't stand it.

"Come on, come on!" Yan Ting in the audience shouted at Wei Siming with her little fist, attracting the attention of many people.

"Since some players have made such an opinion, let's start, who will come first?" asked the referee as he turned to the students in the audience.

"I'll come first!" a burly teenager jumped into the ring with an angry expression on his face, looking at Wei Siming with a spark in his eyes.

"Let's go!" The referee gave an order, and the burly young man did not make the first move, without the so-called well-developed limbs, but adopted a defensive posture and laughed at Wei Siming, can't you come and hit me.

Wei Siming didn't disappoint him, what he cared about was time, the spiritual power ran all over his body, a charge, the speed was so fast that the opponent couldn't see the figure clearly, and the burly young man also had enough spiritual power, he didn't believe that Wei Siming could knock him down with one move.

"Bang!" There was another bang, Wei Siming's fist hit the burly boy's defensive fists, and the result was still the same result, the burly boy obviously did not resist Wei Siming's attack, and was blasted off the stage by a move.

"Okay!" Yan Ting's little fist waved heavily, as if she was fighting, this feeling was really cool.

The sound of the riot in the audience rose again, but this time the riot was not the anger and banter before, but the surprise, and the burly boy who was blown away was also famous.

The six-grade realm, with a body of muscular bumps, there is really nothing that people in the same realm can do to hold it, and it is also a trouble in the annual college examination, but this trouble is obviously easy under Wei Siming's hands.

The referee's announcement sounded again, only this time, no one went to the stage recklessly.

"If you don't play, I'll announce that Wei Siming has won the first place in this ring!" The referee couldn't help but be a little depressed when he saw that no one was in the ring, so he scared you away?

Everyone in the audience also had different hearts, and they all wanted to wait for the last time to go up, at least at that time, Wei Siming was not as energetic as he is now.

"I'm coming!" said a young man dressed in brocade clothes, and when he saw this outfit, he must also be a dignitary.

The name of the person who came to power was Deng Xiuyuan, a very delicate name, the family has been in business for generations, and his parents also hoped that their son could enter the court as an official, so they spent a lot of money to send their son to Dayan Academy.

Deng Xiuyuan did not disappoint his parents, in the past few years in Dayan Academy, he has scored good results in the martial arts test every year, and Deng Xiuyuan has also hidden a hand for himself.

"Heh!" With a loud shout, Deng Xiuyuan's body was fully exposed to the entrance, and the spiritual power exuded by the seven entrances was running all over his body, and he used all his strength as soon as he came up, obviously he also wanted to try what the guy in front of him was.

Wei Siming smiled simply, and the entrance on his body lit up, and it was also seven, which made Deng Xiuyuan on the opposite side depressed for a while, Okay, I can't suppress you in the realm.

Deng Xiuyuan used his spiritual power to move towards Wei Siming's side, Wei Siming was still standing in place as always, Deng Xiuyuan kicked sideways, Wei Siming's side blocked with one hand, and the other hand attacked Deng Xiuyuan's chest.

Deng Xiuyuan noticed that something was wrong, it was too fast, much faster than before, Deng Xiuyuan hurriedly accepted it, but how could Wei Siming give him a chance, only to see Wei Siming's block arm change from fist to claw, and instantly grabbed the leg that Deng Xiuyuan wanted to retract.

Deng Xiuyuan was caught on one leg at this time, knowing in his heart that this was a bit of an end, in a hurry, he was not hiding clumsy, and an invisible spiritual power ran his whole body again.

I saw that on the surface of Deng Xiuyuan's spiritual power, there was gradually an earthy yellow spiritual rhyme, and Deng Xiuyuan used these earthy yellow spiritual powers to resist Wei Siming's attack with one hand.

The two of them instantly distanced themselves, Deng Xiuyuan's performance at this time was beyond Wei Siming's imagination, looking at Deng Xiuyuan's spiritual power covered with earthy yellow color, Wei Siming's eyes rarely leaked a trace of solemnity.

"Is this a martial artist?" asked a gentleman next to Min Xingyue in surprise.

"It should be right! It seems that it should be an earth-walking martial artist, Zizi, a martial artist who is rare in a hundred years, and the last martial artist was more than a hundred years ago!" Min Xingyue looked at Deng Xiuyuan, who was confronting Wei Siming, and said with a heavy face.

Min Xingyue's words suddenly made several people around him hear them, there are people from the imperial court, there are also families, people who have lived for decades, they all understand what the concept of martial arts is, and they may be the pillars of the country in the future.

Of course, Wei Siming knew what a martial artist was, this rare martial artist, he had heard gentlemen say it when he was in the academy before.

The so-called martial arts practitioner can be said to be a kind of physique, some people are born with a natural affinity for the corresponding gold, wood, water, fire and earth in the five elements, and the aura emitted by ordinary fantasy is light cyan, and most people are.

Every martial artist has no way to cultivate this kind of combat skills and martial arts in the realm of martial apprentices, because the spiritual power is not enough to support it, after arriving at the realm of Fuzang, with the sublimation of the entrance, the subsequent spiritual power will undergo qualitative changes, and at that time, you can choose combat skills and martial arts of various attributes.

And these martial artists have no combat skills and martial arts in the realm of martial artists, but relying on the spiritual power of the innate advantages of martial artists, they can exert the ability to hide in the realm of martial artists, how can people not pay attention to it.

And the most important thing is that when these martial artists enter the realm of Fuzang or even stronger, when they cultivate the martial arts of the same attribute, the crisis is not as simple as doubling.

Therefore, these bigwigs or dignitaries in the stands are a little restless, and they can't wait to rush up to talk to Deng Xiuyuan about the conditions now.

The aura of the martial artist is covered by the corresponding color of these five elements, of course, not just a simple color, they all have their own uses.

Deng Xiuyuan in front of him, the earthy yellow covered aura, belongs to the earth martial artist among the martial artists, and the aura is the function of the earth attribute in the five elements.

The aura of each martial artist needs to be adjusted by the martial artist himself, and each of the five elements aura is offensive and defensive, depending on how the martial artist chooses.

And the one in front of him, obviously, the earth aura contained quite strong defensiveness, which caused Wei Siming's attack to be ineffective.

Wei Siming let out a wry smile, alas, since this is the case, there is no other way.

"Boom!" Wei Siming's spiritual power was surging, the entrance on his body was prominent and bright, and everyone in the audience and even everyone in the stands looked at Wei Siming in the ring with an incredible gaze.

"Nine, nine!?"