"Don't you know that vindictive spirit has attributes?" asked Wright.

"I don't know. Lin Xia shook his head, Antonio didn't tell him about the attributes of vindictiveness.

"Dou Qi cultivates to the fourth level, there is a certain chance of mutation and other attributes, but this probability is very small, and there are not many in the whole continent. Wright said with a little envy: "When Rist is promoted to the fourth level, the Dou Qi will produce a frost attribute, and when the enemy fights him, his frost attribute will have a freezing effect, which will interfere with the enemy's Dou Qi rotation, and he will not be able to fully exert his strength." I hope that when I am promoted to the fourth level, my fighting spirit will also be able to produce attributes, and I will not be afraid of him if I have attributes. ”

Lin Xia was not in a hurry to be promoted to level four, and always felt that it was good to achieve success, but when he heard that upgrading to level four might produce attributes, he couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to be promoted to level four as soon as possible.

Soon the draw was over, and Lin Xia was divided into the third group, plus Lin Xia had a total of twelve people, and Lin Xia didn't know anyone in the same group.

At noon time, a ring had already been set up in the middle of the martial arts arena.

The first group of thirteen people quickly got into the ring, and the referee who presided over was an officer of the Royal Forest Army, standing in the center of the ring in a military uniform, and said loudly: "I am the referee of today's competition, Lei Ze, a seventh-level samurai." The rules of today's game are to knock down, and if you hit the ring, you will be considered a failure, but it is strictly forbidden to kill, and the murderer will be disqualified immediately. I advise you not to mess around, and if I find out, don't blame me for being unkind. The competition begins. ”

With Lei Ze's "start", the thirteen people on the field immediately became a mess, Lin Xia ran his true qi to look at the thirteen people in the field, among the thirteen people, there were still two people who had not reached the entry level, that is, they had not cultivated their fighting qi; the other eleven people had cultivated their fighting qi, but only two of them had reached the first level.

Soon several people were beaten down with blue noses and swollen faces, and one of them even left tears.

Soon there were only two Tier 1 players left on the field, and the two Tier 1 players began to fight each other. Although the fighting spirit of the two has reached the first level, they are obviously still in the stage of winning by strength, you give me a punch, I will give you a kick, and finally one of them can't bear it, and he is knocked to the ground and can't get up.

After the second group came to power, it seemed to have learned the experience of the first group, and instead of coming up, they formed a group, but divided into three groups, and finally a small group with a second-level samurai won, and the people of this small group only left the second-level samurai, and the others consciously died.

When it came to the third group where Lin Xia was, it was Lin Xia's turn to play, after Lin Xia came on the field, he stood alone in a corner, while the other eleven people stood together, Lin Xia thought that with his position of being like a lone star, the others would inevitably attack him first, and set up a posture to prepare to face it.

And the situation in the ring was different from what Lin Xia thought, he thought that he was the first to be attacked, but he didn't expect that with the "start" of referee Lei Ze, the other eleven people fought first.

Lin Xia looked at it in a daze, and the eleven people quickly decided the winner, and it seemed that there were seventeen or eighteen-year-old second-level warriors.

At the same time, Baron Bruce in the stands shouted: "It was my son Sam who won, he is a second-class warrior, and he won as easily as I expected, I just hope that he can start lightly and not seriously injure Lin Xia." He stood on the periphery, looked at Antonio as he spoke, and made a defiant gesture.

Sam stood opposite Lin Xia, as if he hadn't spent much strength just now, and said, "Lin Xia, do you know why you can still stand on the stage?"

Lin Xia didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Sam continued: "I discussed with them before going on stage, you are nothing more than a waste who can't cultivate fighting spirit, there is no difference between stepping down first and stepping down later, so we will decide the winner first, and let you stay on the stage for a while." And my father, Baron Bruce, has just sent me a message to teach you a good lesson. ”

Lin Xia looked at him like a fool and didn't reply, those who talk a lot like this are often the fastest to die.

Sam continued: "You can start praying that you don't get hurt, and finally, remember my name, I'm ......"

Lin Xia rushed forward and quickly reached Sam's face, raising his foot and kicking Sam's face.

Sam's words were interrupted by Lin Xia's movements, and he only reacted when Lin Xia arrived in front of him, but Lin Xia's movements were too fast, Sam only felt a pain on his face, and then lost consciousness and lay in a large shape in the ring.

Lin Xia stood next to Sam and said, "You have too many words. And Sam, who was lying on the ground, still had Lin Xia's footprints on his face, which looked extremely dazzling.

Lin Xia was also fighting with someone for the first time, and he couldn't handle the severity well, seeing Sam lying on the ground and not moving, he said in his heart: "I won't kick him too hard, kick him to death." ”

In the stands, although Antonio knew Lin Xia's strength, he was still very nervous, and he clutched the chair with both hands, and his hand did not let go until Lin Xia kicked Sam to the ground.

Baron Bruce, standing on the periphery, was about to shout to Sam "Strike lighter" to show his mercy. Before the words were shouted, Sam had already fallen to the ground, and he didn't want Sam to take it lightly at this time, but just hoped that Lin Xia's kick just now would be "lighter".

Charlie, the emperor at the top of the stands, was originally a little annoyed because Lin Xia abandoned the game in the morning, but now Lin Xia won easily, and said in his heart: "It is worthy of the person I hand-picked, it is worthy of being the grandson of Bi Weisi, and it is worthy of the person I fancie." "The more I look at Lin Xia, the more I like it.

The big fat man, Count Ferdinand, stood up from his chair with great difficulty, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, worthy of being a descendant of King Lionheart." ”

Everyone in the stands looked at Ferdinand with strange eyes, this man does not know whether he is dead or alive, you applaud, in case he dies, you are not afraid that Baron Bruce will sue you in front of His Majesty.

Seeing that the others were not reacting, Ferdinand stumbled himself into his chair with great difficulty.

Referee Razor quickly walked up to Sam, probed Sam's snort, touched his chest again, and announced loudly: "Sam is in shock, Lin Xia wins this game." ”

Hearing Razor say that Sam was just in shock, Lin Xia was relieved that he was not dead.

Lin Xia stepped out of the ring, and Wright immediately caught up with him and said, "I know how can the descendants of the Lionheart be defeated so easily, it is possible that you are not weaker than me." ”

Lin Xia said angrily: "Are you very strong?"

'Of course, it's best if we can meet in the quarter-finals. Wright said, although it was also a challenge, Wright did sincerely congratulate Lin Xia, and now he has regarded Lin Xia as his opponent.

At this time, Lin Xia felt a cold gaze coming, and looked in the direction, Lister was looking at himself expressionlessly, and when Lin Xia also looked at Lister, Lister's expressionless face actually squeezed out a smile, which looked extremely incongruous on Lister's dead face. Lin Xia had no choice but to smile at Lister.

"Rist is actually smiling at you, doesn't he have a crush on you?" Wright was surprised.

When Lin Xia heard Wright's words, he shuddered and said, "Get out." ”

While a few people were talking, the fifth group had already finished the competition, and the two only cared about talking, not watching the process of the game.

The fifth group is Rist on the field, and the situation in the ring is very similar to when Lin Xia was on the stage, Rist himself is standing in one direction, and the other dozen people are standing in one direction.

After the referee Razor announced the start, Rist did not take his sword in the ring, but just stood quietly dressed in white, while the other dozen or so people gathered together and looked at Rist as if they were facing a great enemy.

Rist walked slowly towards the crowd, and the whole process of Rist's movements was not fast in the eyes of the audience, but the people in the ring were knocked down or knocked out of the ring one by one as if they couldn't react.

The jousting was supposed to be extremely violent, but Rist looked extremely elegant in the ring. It's a pity that there is no female audience here, otherwise he would have screamed for his handsome face and cold temperament.

The sixth group arrived at Wright, and the situation after he came on the court was completely opposite to Rist, the scene was extremely violent, and regardless of how many small teams the others divided, they rushed directly into the crowd to fight, and he didn't care if someone hit him because he had a fighting spirit, until everyone fell, only he was still standing, proving that he was the winner of this competition.

Lin Xia said in his heart: "If Wright and himself go back to his previous life as an old boy, according to his playing style, even if he has no fighting spirit, he can definitely fight on the street alone." "Crazy Boy's fight is one of the main deciding factors, and Wright is fierce enough.

Soon Willy in Group 7 and Bradley in Group 8 also successfully advanced, officially producing the quarterfinals, and re-drawing to determine their respective opponents.

Referee Razor stood alone in the ring and said loudly: "The top eight have been decided, they are Rist and Lin Xia...... Today's review competition has ended, and the competition for the top eight will begin tomorrow. ”

The emperor and ministers in the stands have already begun to leave, and there are also court attendants in the arena to guide the children of the nobles out of the palace.

After Lin Xia and Antonio met outside the palace gate, they didn't say hello to the others, and got into the carriage and went directly back to the Viscount's Palace.

Wright wanted to find Lin Xia to drink, but when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he didn't find Lin Xia left and right, and scolded: "This fuck off is actually gone." ”

"Smack!" Wright slapped the back of the head, and Wright turned around and said angrily, "That bastard beat me." But when he saw a fat figure, he hurriedly shut up.

"You kid is scolding me bastard behind my back again, and I can't clean you up when I look back. Ferdinand aired.

"No, father, I just said Lin Xia!" Wright hurriedly explained.

"Lin Xia, Lin Xia of the Xilin family?" Ferdinand asked.

"Which other Lin Xia, I wanted to ask him to go for a drink just now, but I didn't expect him to run away first. Wright said with some regret.

"This Lin Xia is not simple, and my martial arts skills are probably not weaker than yours. Ferdinand said.

"You can see that, too. Wright said with some smugness.

Ferdinand said: "Nonsense, you can see it, can I not see it." You are all young people, so you need to have more contact. He slapped the back of Wright's head again and said, "Call you a bastard." ”

Lin Xia and Antonio's carriage was heading towards the Viscount's Mansion, and the two of them were still as quiet as when they came, but Antonio's expression changed significantly, he seemed to have found the meaning of the second half of his life, and decided not to be as patient as he is now in the future, for Lin Xia.