Soon, the first round of the competition of 58 students ended, and the host Wang Jiangtian said: "The first round is over, a total of 58 students, 29 students entered the winner's group, and 29 students entered the loser's group. The upper bracket continues to play in this competitive ring, and as for the lower bracket, go to the competitive ring next door to face off against the two worst students, and eliminate them to go to ordinary colleges and majors to study. ”

Life is like this, the winner is glorious, and the loser is lonely.

The host continued to nodded: "There are 29 people in the winner's group, no longer according to the ranking but randomly selected opponents, and finally the strongest three will be shown, the strongest three freshmen of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy this semester, in addition to obtaining an intermediate Tsukidan, they will also be rewarded with an additional weapon in the treasure house of Neptune University." ”

"The draw began, a total of 29 people, one lucky bye to advance, and the other 28 people were drawn to their respective opponents."

The lottery machine rolled in an uproar, Zong Zhaowen of the ten-star martial art "Yellow Sand Wind Gun" won the bye and did not need to compete to advance, and Lin Ao drew the "Emei Thirty-two Swords" Wang Tianyong of the nine-star martial art that he had fought against last time. No, it's such a coincidence, it's not that enemies don't get together. Lin Ao didn't care, Wang Tianyong immediately frowned. No matter what others say about Lin Ao of this dark horse, it is just luck occasionally, Wang Tianyong, who has been defeated, of course understands Lin Ao's strength, and the tragic feeling of being caught by the golden tiger on his back and falling.

"Damn, I've met him again."

Wang Tianyong was depressed and secretly screamed bad luck.

In addition to Lin Ao, Wang Tianjie, Cang Shaohai, Su Xiaoke and Lu Ming also drew their opponents respectively. Wang Tianjie drew Meng Feng of the ten-star martial art "Thirty-six Swords of the Black Devil", and Cang Shaohai drew Jia Yue of the eleven-star martial art "Thirty-six Swords of Songshan" and so on. The host Wang Jiangtian nodded: "The 29-person battle of the winner group begins, and in the first game, Wang Tianjie fights against Meng Feng of the ten-star martial art "Thirty-six Swords of the Black Devil". ”

The first game was Wang Tianjie again.

Meng Feng of "Thirty-six Knives of the Black Devil" secretly screamed bad luck and followed Wang Tianjie up.

Wang Tianjie continued to stand proudly and arrogantly, looking like a strong man was invincible and unresisted.

"Let's go!" With an order, Wang Tianjie frowned, do you want to let the opponent make three moves?

The momentum of the first round just now has been snatched away by the young master Cang Shaohai, who was knocked away by the opponent with a wisp of sea breeze sword wind with his fingers, and Lin Ao, who made him uncomfortable and disliked from the first glance, and continued to defeat the opponent in the last golden tiger back fall.

Wang Tianjie was unhappy, extremely unhappy.

It's finally the second round, and this time it's too lazy to show off and arrogant, and I won't give my opponent a chance.

With a start, he said coldly: "Meng Feng, take it!" ”

"Nine Lions' Secret to the Heavens—"

"Three floors!"

"Three-headed sea lion fluttering!"

With a wave of his hand, a three-layered and three-headed sea lion flew over and pounced on Meng Feng's body in "Thirty-six Swords of the Black Devil".

Meng Feng was in a hurry, and pulled out the long knife to urge the "Black Devil Thirty-six Blades" to fight back, after all, the ten-star martial arts and the "Thirty-six Knives of the Black Devil" of the demon clan had a faint pattern and light of a black demon king on his body. However, when he just formed and wanted to fight back against Wang Tianjie's attack.

Boom Boom ......

Three-tiered, three-headed sea lions swoop and attack.

Meng Feng only felt a shock to his body, and the black magic pattern and light were torn apart.

With a bang, most of his body was torn and penetrated, and he fell into the ring with scars and couldn't move.

"Can you still get up and fight?"

"One second!"

"Two seconds!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

……

"Ten!"

"In the first game of the winner's group, the third young master Wang Tianjie won."

"Someone, Guwu medical soldiers, carry Meng Feng down for treatment."

Poor Meng Feng was defeated by Wang Tianjie's three-layer blow of "Nine Lions".

It's really pitiful, is Meng Feng too weak?

It's not that Meng Feng is too weak, but that Wang Tianjie is too strong.

However, it's too ruthless, right?

Is it ruthless? No, in the ancient martial arts world, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected.

If you decide to join the Ancient Martial Arts Academy to practice Ancient Martial Arts, you have to endure continuous martial arts competitions and battles.

The strong are stronger and the weak are eliminated, this is a well-known truth in the ancient martial arts world.

People who do not have a certain strength, family, financial resources and background do not dare to rashly cultivate ancient martial arts.

Once you cultivate ancient martial arts, you have to endure constant battles and pressure.

This is also why the cultivation and examination of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy are so strict.

The winner advances to the loser and the loser is eliminated, which is actually a kind of protection for the loser and the weak.

The host nodded: "In the second game, Cang Shaohai fought against Jia Yue of the eleven-star martial art "Songshan Thirty-six Swords", please appear." ”

Jia Yue was even more depressed than Meng Feng: "My God, why did you meet the big killer of Cang Shaohai, don't, I want to continue to win and continue to advance." ”

Jia Yue was depressed, walked on the stage and looked at the cold and elegant and handsome Young Master Cang Shaohai, helpless. However, looking at the blue flowing robe and momentum, and looking at the long sword in his hand that he didn't want to unsheath: "Wang Xiaotian of the "Taiyi Eighteen Swords" who fought against the eight-star martial arts in the last game was not unsheathed. This one, isn't it out of the sheath? No, I'm Jia Yue of the eleven-star martial art "Thirty-six Swords of Songshan". ”

"Although, it is impossible to defeat the Great Young Master Cang Shaohai, but I also have to let him know that my Jia Yue is powerful, and force his blue long sword out of the sheath." Jia Yue nodded, and set a goal for himself, a goal that he should be able to achieve as an eleven-star "Songshan Thirty-six Swords" martial art.

Yes, looking at the young master Cang Shaohai who was on the field, the students and fans in the stands shouted again: "Young Master Cang, Young Master Cang, Young Master Cang......"

Some students also nodded: "Jia Yue, the other party's eleven-star martial art "Songshan Thirty-six Swords", is only one star lower than the twelve-star martial art. Moreover, Jia Yue was very angry after he was defeated by Liu Yaofei last time, and he has been working hard to find Liu Yaofei last time to take revenge. But this time, when he met the Grand Young Master Cang Shaohai, no matter what, Jia Yue should be in good strength, and he should be able to force the Grand Young Master Cang Shaohai to take it seriously. ”

"Let's take a good look at what strength Master Cang Shaohai has."

One by one, full of anticipation, the host shouted softly: "The second upper bracket match, start!" ”

Jia Yue of "Thirty-six Swords of Songshan" nodded lightly: "Cang Shaohai, take it." ”

"Thirty-six Swords of Songshan——"

"Trick—"

"Songshan Shaoshan Fall Technique!"

Knowing the strength of his opponent, Jia Yue's move skills were recently cultivated as soon as he made a move.

The sword of Songshan buzzed and roared, turning into the sword of Shaoshan and heading towards the great young master of Cang Shaohai.

"The "Thirty-six Swords of Songshan", which does not lose eleven-star martial arts, really has some strength."

The students in the stands nodded, expecting to see a good fight.

However, he still underestimated the strength of the great young master Cang Shaohai, the descendant of the Great True Monarch of Canghai.

No matter how you Jia Yue roared and attacked, in the face of the roaring Songshan Shaoshan Falling Technique, the blue long sword in his hand continued to be unsheathed. However, after all, the other party's eleven-star martial arts, the hilt of the blue long sword that could not be sheathed with a swing, and the martial arts of the Canghai City Cangjia were displayed.

(End of chapter)