Hua Shang and the other four people shouted wildly for a long time in the silent atmosphere. Finally, sporadic applause came from the stands closest to the waiting seats. It was three men in various trench coats, baseball caps, and large masks clapping. On their side, the golden-haired boy who had five kills in the last game opened his mouth wide and drooped, already looking stupid.

The applause of the three people seemed to open a valve. The entire Arena of Kings was instantly engulfed in applause and cheers. A huge wave of sound swept through the arena, causing the floor to hum. Even several Red Group martial artists who were unconscious on the ground were awakened, snorting and rolling in pain.

Even the staff and referees on the side couldn't help but applaud vigorously, screaming hysterically for some unknown words. All of them spoke at the same time, and the various voices converged to form a huge white noise that tore at people's eardrums without a ground.

Hua Shang was completely shocked by the out-of-control scene in front of him, and he was stunned in the arena.

He didn't know how many people's eyes were amazed by the Tianxiu battle that broke out between him and Silk Music and Dance in this small array positioning match. From ordinary audiences to masters, everyone was shocked by the beautiful martial arts interpreted in this battle. Huashang's sword dance and silk play almost redefined the style of the small formation.

It turns out that warriors can fight like this!

What a magnificent battle!

Ten miles of iron wall Zhong Junxiu, in the face of the huge disparity in strength, finally broke out, with one against three, defeated the qigong master, and showed his talents. The musician Che Hongying presented a peerless pipa song that was enough to challenge the "Qin King Breaking Array Music", which was peerless. And the inheritor of the puppeteer's bloodline stepped onto the stage of the small array arena and made his debut in the silk play, turning all beings upside down and stunning and moving.

But the three strong men have all become the foil of Huashang. Under the pressure of the inheritors of the bloodline and the heirs of the family of musicians, under the extreme pressure of the total destruction of his comrades-in-arms and the seizure of power, he swirled around with the Taiji sword, danced with cloud steps, and ended with the moon shining in Jinguanxi, and staged a beautiful dance like a butterfly with the puppet Ling, and finally found his victory in the gorgeous and unparalleled dance steps, and broke the game in one fell swoop.

The thousands of turns in the middle, the heroic and passionate efforts and struggles, all shake people's hearts.

The most popular protagonists in the audience are Hua Shang, who wins the counterattack and dances with a sword, and the other is a puppet who dances until the last moment and never abandons. They were recognized by the audience as the MVP of the show.

Qin Zui, Situ Qing and Che Hongtu, who gave the first round of applause to Hua Shang, looked deeply at Hua Shang in the center of the arena, and they all fell into deep thought. They were thinking about how much destructive it would be if such a player entered the Honghu varsity team, or they were thinking about which one of them, the Silk Show, the Pipa Warrior, and the Ten Mile Iron Wall, could defeat Hua Shang after being trained? Maybe they were wondering if Hua Shang could enter their own team? Or even, maybe they were thinking about whether they could beat Hua Shang.

Man Rui squinted at the three contemplative bosses, and his skull began to hurt again. After a few moments, his attention quickly returned to Hua Shang. Although he scored five kills himself, Hua Shang was clearly a hundred times more beautiful than him. In the future, on the battlefield of the small array, maybe he will still encounter Hua Shang's sword, can he stop it?

When Man Rui thought of this, he suddenly became cold. That's not the swordsmanship of the world! The silk puppet puppet danced such a beautiful killing dance, but it was actually broken by Hua Shang-for-tat and used a sword dance. Isn't this the realistic version of a sword breaking ten thousand laws? Thinking that when he was in the training camp, he was so abused by Liang Feiji's puppet that he couldn't cry, he felt bored. Is there anyone more powerful than Liang Feiji?

In the crowd of fans in the Arena of Kings, Gu Bei, Hua Sha, Sha Chengjing, Luo Xiang and Chu Hong were already stunned. Is this still Huashang? No, this is the god descending from heaven!

Coming down from the arena, Hua Shang's whole person was tired and paralyzed. He was held by the arm by two staff members, and it was almost dragged to the Emergency Physician's Hall next to the Arena of Kings. This is a martial arts first-aid center specially opened by the martial arts school for the martial artists of the small formation competition, which is specially designed to rescue the martial artists who have injured their muscles and bones, played internal injuries, and suffered strange poisons in the small formation competition.

Hua Shang was carefully supported by the staff, and diligently injected him with glucose drips to replenish the excess nutrients lost in his body. Hua Shang finally felt himself breathe a sigh of relief. At this moment, the adrenaline rush in his body finally subsided, and the iron sleeves of the puppeteer in both parts of his abdomen swept through the pain, as if his bones were broken.

Next to his seat, lying straight on the ground are bald, red-haired and Zhong Junxiu. The bald head and the red hair were able to get up because of the adrenaline, and now they have passed out again. Zhong Junxiu was the strongest of several people, he was injured by seventeen or eighteen sweeps, his bones were all out of place, and he could still open his eyes and look at his phone.

Hua Shang turned his head to look at Zhong Junxiu. He had shoulder-length hair, big black eyes, and sweat sticking to his messy hair, covering half of his face. But judging from the half of his exposed face, his appearance is soft and beautiful, unusual, and he looks like a boy at first glance.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Seeing Zhong Junxiu staring at the phone, his face turned pale with nervousness, Hua Shang couldn't help but ask.

"Our team's small formation ......" Zhong Junxiu raised his head and glanced at Hua Shang with a red face, "I...... I am an alternate player for the youth team of the Empty Sang Martial Arts School. ”

"The alternate player is good...... Hua Shang added in his heart: What are you blushing?

"In today's positioning match, our vice-captain came back to watch, and I was waiting for his evaluation in the group. If ......" Zhong Junxiu gasped nervously, "...... If...... He has a positive opinion of me, and I have the hope of being the main force. ”

"Oh......" Hua Shang suddenly realized. This is why the warriors regard the positioning match as their life, and the victory or defeat of a positioning match can determine the main position in the youth team, which can be said to be comparable to the college entrance examination, which is very important. And such a critical test, every year, is really stressful.

Zhong Junxiu lay down and looked at the mobile phone for a while, couldn't help but struggle to get up from it, holding the mobile phone tremblingly with both hands, as if holding the emperor's holy decree, drops of sweat rolled down the tip of his small nose, dripping on the mobile phone screen, he took the trouble to wipe the sweat drops with his hands, and did not dare to take his eyes off the screen for a moment.

Hua Shang then remembered that his mobile phone had not been turned on yet. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and as soon as his hand touched the power button, Zhong Junxiu suddenly let out a sharp and crazy shout: "I'm on the throne! I'm finally on the top!yes!"

Huashang's mobile phone almost soared. The nurse in the doctor's hall opened the curtain and rushed in, staring at her: "Quiet, this is the hospital!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhong Junxiu hurriedly bowed his head and apologized. When the nurse saw his face, she suddenly blushed inexplicably, and said softly, "No...... It's okay, just don't be too loud. After speaking, he twisted his waist, made a beautiful appearance, and left.

Hua Shang was stunned, this nurse didn't look at herself from beginning to end, could it be that the appearance was really his own shortcoming?

"Huashang, I knew you must be reliable, thanks to you winning the game in the end. The vice-captain said that my last ultimate move was good, and I exchanged myself for your survival, which led to the final comeback, which is trustworthy. He was willing to give me an official position as a major soldier. Do you know the rank of sergeant? I will stand next to the handsome and stick to the guard!" Zhong Junxiu said excitedly.