Of the previous 100 qualifying places, Xiangcheng Middle School occupied 84 places, and the remaining 16 belonged to the other nine schools.

With the graduation of the last third-year students, 86 of the 100 qualifying places were vacant, and the other 14 students all filled in the previous order.

Among these fourteen people, Xiangcheng Middle School occupies thirteen places, which can be described as a high and low opinion, and the gap is huge.

The fourteen people who have risen in the second half will only compete within the second half of the ranking to determine the ranking, and like this, they occupied a place in the qualifying round as early as the second or even the first year.

This group of people is already famous, and it can be said that they are all the best in their age, and the focus of the annual qualifying competition is basically focused on the duel between these people.

As the host pronounced out a name, a student ascended to the central arena and received the attention and cheers of more than 8,000 people in the stadium and tens of millions of people watching the live broadcast outside the venue.

These are the fourteen students who filled the seats; And among them, the second is the name of White Night, which is also the current thirteenth.

At the end of the last semester, Bai Ye successfully challenged the senior who was ranked ninety-nine, and barely stepped on the tail to get a place, and now after filling the position, he just ranked thirteenth.

If Qi Fei wants to challenge him, the first condition is to get a place in the first half of the defense; Then, you can qualify for the second half of the ranking battle and continue to challenge the white night.

With the departure of fourteen young talents, the host also officially announced the official start of this qualifying competition.

The first batch of trainees to participate in the battle, under the guidance of the logistics staff, entered the field in an orderly manner, scattered around the ten arenas, most of them were excited, all of them were gearing up, full of fighting spirit.

Ten referees jumped into the arena one after another, raising their hands to indicate that they were ready; The first responders on the field also said that there was no problem.

Subsequently, a three-dimensional screen was projected above each arena, and the person's avatar, name, age, entry number, and school began to jump randomly.

Qualifying is a real battle, and disability and even death are at your own risk, although there are first responders to rescue in time, but every year there are still a few people because of serious injuries, and prematurely end their spiritual path.

Such strict rules directly stopped the vast majority of students who lacked strength, experience, and courage, so students who dared to participate in the qualifying competition were often very confident in their own qualities.

In the first half, about 800 students competed for 86 places, which was almost a chance of one out of ten.

Qi Fei's partial number is No. 401, which is in the center and is assigned to the No. 2 arena.

The first game was Yang Zhijie, a second-year student from Xiangcheng Middle School, against Huang Lei, a third-grade student from Xiangcheng No. 3 Middle School.

Both of them are martial arts cultivators, and Yang Zhijie's martial arts star is higher than Huang Lei's, but Huang Lei's foundation is obviously firmer, and his combat experience is also more stable and rich than Yang Zhijie's.

The two sides went back and forth, and after 23 rounds of hard fighting, Yang Zhijie was obviously a little impetuous, and was finally sold by Huang Lei, choosing to exchange injuries for injuries, and directly knocked Yang Zhijie out of the competitive ring.

Although he got off to a good start, Huang Lei was also injured, and his physical strength was not light, so after winning a winning point, for the sake of stability, he gave up continuing to defend and chose to rest first and fight later.

"In the second game of the No. 2 arena, No. 431 player Wang Ning played against No. 401 player Qi Fei."

After seeing his avatar randomly on the screen, Qi Fei twisted his neck and walked up to the arena from the steps on the edge of the ring.

And his opponent Wang Ning directly clicked on his toes coquettishly, and the whole person jumped directly into the ring, looked at Qi Fei with contempt, and mocked: "Isn't this Qi Fei at the bottom of the imperial master's class?" I didn't expect you to dare to sign up for qualifying, Sun Shao was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of fly, so I'll do it for you and solve you easily! ”

Compared to Wang Ning's determined and arrogant smile, the expression on Qi Fei's face was as indifferent as water, and he didn't care about the other party's mocking and cursing appearance.

"Tsk! What a bad seed, I don't even dare to say a cruel word, it's really boring! Qi Fei's reaction made Wang Ning quite annoyed, so he continued to provoke: "Quickly summon your phantom spirit out!" But don't say anything, who devoured the Phantom Spirit Base before the game? Anyway, you are very good at this kind of routine, even you dare to frame Sun Shao, let alone me! ”

Qi Fei still didn't pay attention to him, turned his head to look at the referee, and after seeing the referee's signal, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and an elegant, leisurely and ancient figure instantly appeared in the ring.

"Hmm, the arena that everyone is looking forward to? It's really, quite an interesting occasion. Sasaki Kojiro, who was summoned by Qi Fei, smiled leisurely after looking around at the atmosphere of the scene.

"I'll leave it to you, life or death, a quick solution." Qi Fei said calmly, then put his hands in his pockets, took two steps back, leaned against the pillar of one of the four corners of the arena, and acted as a spectator with a relaxed expression, as if this battle had nothing to do with him.

"Well, as you wish, my lord." Kojiro Sasaki flipped his hand and drew his long blade, then took a stance, raising the blade flat, and pointed the tip of the sword at his opponent diagonally.

"......" originally planned to continue to taunt Qi Fei's Wang Ning, but the moment Kojiro drew the knife, his heartbeat suddenly suffocated, and even the blood flow rate was inexplicably stagnant, let alone speak smoothly.

The referee teacher on the side also narrowed his eyes in an instant, looked at Kojiro and the somewhat outrageous blade in his hand cautiously, then took a deep breath, looked back at Wang Ning here, and asked in an obviously persuasive tone: "This classmate, are you sure you want to continue fighting?" ”

"Nonsense! Of course, go on, just a piece of garbage, but a one-star phantom, see how labor and management clean up and break you. Wang Ning's face turned red, he was embarrassed by his reaction just now, and his tone was a little angry and yelled.

"Good luck, then." The referee looked at him mockingly, and then announced, "The game begins—"

Then, just as he was about to leave the ring—

The figure flickered.

The knife flashed.

The humanoid phantom spirit summoned by Qi Fei had already appeared behind Wang Ning and began to slowly put the knife into its sheath.

And Wang Ning's face still had a hideous and angry expression, but his eyes, which were originally a little bloodshot, lost focus inexplicably.

In the next second, blood splattered, and Wang Ning fell straight on the arena.

"It's over! There were injured people on the No. 2 arena, the injuries were very serious, and the medical staff immediately came to the rescue. ”

The whole process was so short that it didn't even wait for the referee to exit the arena, announcing the start one second and ending the next.

The battle was suspended, and the water system spirit who was in charge of the rescue immediately took the stage to carry out emergency rescue for Wang Ning, stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, and then put him on a stretcher and carried it to the temporary rescue area in the background, and then sent it to the school hospital after the initial stabilization of the injury.

The spiritual practitioner, who was in charge of the chores, began to clean the table of bruises.

But Qi Fei turned his head casually, glanced at the swordsman beside him, and chuckled: "Didn't you say it all, life and death aside?" ”

"Well, isn't there a saying that when a young man makes a mistake, God will forgive him?" Kojiro put the sheathed blade on his shoulder and smiled freely.

"Hehe, there is this sentence." Qi Fei sneered, and then said disapprerovingly: "But my understanding of this sentence is: forgive a person, that is God's duty, and what I have to do is to send that person to God." ”

Hearing the conversation between Qi Fei and the phantom spirit, the corners of the referee teacher on the side couldn't help twitching slightly, and he suddenly regretted taking over the task of referee.

He felt that there was such a guy who didn't talk much, and he was in charge of the ring, and he was afraid that there would really be a death next, and there were more than one or two if he couldn't do it.

Taking a deep breath, the referee looked at Qi Fei and said with a wry smile: "Do you want to continue to guard?" ”

"Of course." Qi Fei tilted his head, his smile was soft and clear, like an innocent teenager.

But seeing this innocent smiling face, the referee teacher became more and more congested, and regretted more and more that he forgot to look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, he could only hope that the guy who appeared on the stage behind him would not be as blind as the brain-dead surnamed Wang in front......