The noisy day passed quickly, and as soon as dinner time passed, the warriors who had signed up for the competition began to leave the mansion one after another, walking towards the middle of the lake in twos and threes.

On an artificial island in the middle of the lake, there is a three-story modern building about the size of a mansion, which is an entertainment and leisure club, and the White Eagle Gate is usually used to entertain guests, and is now used as a place for the draw of lots for the individual competition of martial artists.

The lottery process is very simple, there is no starting ceremony, there is no host, only a wooden box with a number plate is placed on the long table, and the lottery is drawn, and after the draw, you can go back by reporting the number to the on-site staff.

The staff at the scene were all outer disciples of the White Eagle Gate, and there was not even a person in charge of a high status, which made many people who participated for the first time think that they had reported a fake martial arts competition.

Some people felt that they were not taken seriously, and then they yelled at those outer disciples, but the other party was unmoved, just looking like they were doing business.

There are sects behind them, and these outer disciples are not afraid of these warriors with their backs and bears, and the warriors who want to make trouble and theorize do not really do anything, and the scene is like a vegetable market, they are just moving their mouths and making a fuss.

"Gabriel, you're all done? What number has it been drawn? Vickers finally squeezed out of the crowd, told Gong Bing to be outside for a long time, and immediately walked over and asked.

Gong Bing directly threw his number plate over, Vickers took it and looked at it, the number plate consisted of two numbers, the first one represented the ring number, and the latter represented his own number.

"Let's leave after all the draws, tomorrow is the official competition, you have to go to bed early and get up early."

Seeing the figures of Gart and Rowling appear in the crowd and walk towards him, Gong Bing patted Vickers on the shoulder, turned around and left.

Gong Bing has already seen someone pointing at him, and if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid that some stunned people will come over to find fault.

Young people are all strong-blooded, especially young warriors, who are a group of energetic beings who have nowhere to vent, and it is normal for them to fight at two ends for three days.

Gong Bing is not afraid of challenges, but tomorrow is Dabi, there is no need to start now.

Early the next morning, Ma Xiaolong, who was full of melancholy temperament and looked like a painter more than a warrior, personally pulled everyone out of the quilt, ate breakfast in a hurry, and rushed to the mountain by car.

The warrior Dabi is held in the middle of the White Eagle Mountain, where there is a huge martial arts arena, before the official start of the Dabi, everyone has to gather here, and this is also the place where the top 20 people are finally at this time.

But before that, we have to compare twenty people through the audition.

On both sides of the martial arts arena, walk down the stone stairs for more than ten steps, and there is a row of houses with slightly lower terrain, these houses are the same regardless of shape, color and area, and the interior is two floors high, and there is a ring inside.

And the audition is arranged in these houses.

The opening ceremony of the warrior Dabi is very simple, after an old man with gray hair and a beard hanging down his chest has read a short opening statement, Dabi will officially begin, without red tape, very martial arts style.

Then the people gathered in the martial arts arena immediately dispersed in a hurry, and rushed towards the houses on both sides.

Because the numbers drawn last night were different, Gong Bing and the others separated after saying cheers to each other.

According to the number plate in his hand, Gong Bing quickly found his own room - room 04.

It's really an unlucky number, and after looking up at the house number, Gong Bing stepped in.

The space in room 04 is very large, the roof is at least seven or eight meters high, and in the middle of the venue is a ring with a height of one meter and a length of 10x10 meters.

The rules of the competition are very simple, one-on-one competition, those who win four games in a row will be qualified for the first round, and then all the people who will pass in the first round will be compared according to the nearest number until the last twenty people remain.

Because Gong Bing was slow on the road and walked relatively slowly, when he arrived, the first competition had already begun.

At the edge of the ring stood a referee, and in the midst of the battle were a pair of young men and women, about twenty-two or three years old, dressed in clothes representing their respective sects.

After the competition began, the two first exchanged hands without being salty, and each time they touched each other, as if dancing, and about three or four minutes passed.

When the boos in the audience grew louder, the two who had ended the temptation finally moved their real character, and soon, after a crackling fast attack, the man finally seized the opportunity to kick the woman out of the ring.

The man's fist was raised, the corners of his bruised mouth raised high, and although he was also punched in the chest, he still won the victory.

Then there were more than ten competitions, the speed is fast and slow, mainly depends on the strength of the two sides, when the level is not much different, it is normal to play six or seven minutes casually, ten or twenty minutes have also tried, but if the strength is very different, often a minute or even a face can be divided into winners and losers.

The vast majority of the martial artists on the field are at the peak of the middle stage of the human rank, and a few are high, and it seems that the strength is generally not high, but if you put age as a condition, it is another matter.

After all, the individual competition of this martial arts competition is actually used as a stage in itself, and it is used to give all young martial artists a place to show themselves.

At the beginning of Wubi, Gong Bing was still carefully observing, but after a few games, he quickly lost interest.

There are too many differences in strength levels, and for Gong Bing, a competition of this level, even if he watches a hundred more games, it will not help him.

What's more, it's not a life-and-death fight, the competition of breaking a few bones at most is like watching ballet, it's all going around in circles, what's the difference?

is also a few people around him who are similar to 'gossip bag inquiry' and 'Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng', who will always point their fingers and talk while watching the competition, which can bring a little fun to Gong Bing.

finally stayed up until noon, and when it was about to end lunchtime, Gong Bing, who was napping cross-legged in the corner, finally heard the referee shouting his number.

"Please 018, Gabriel Taylor from the Roche Martial Arts Gym to play."

In room 04, which was originally noisy, the volume dropped in vain, and it was quiet all of a sudden, Gong Bing's upper body did not move, and the soles of his feet supported the whole person and stood up.

Those rumors about Gong Bing began to circulate long before the martial arts competition, and those who can come here, whether they have signed up to participate in the competition or just watched the competition as spectators, have more or less heard of it.

However, there are not many people who have seen Gong Bing himself, and at this moment, with Gong Bing's action of getting up, he turned his head around and looked over.

"He's the Gabriel? looks ordinary, I thought I had three heads and six arms, but I didn't see anything remarkable. ”

"Hmph, where is there anything like him compared to our goddess Scarlett?"

"This guy must be in love with Goddess Scarlett, so he deliberately brags and creates rumors to attract the attention of Goddess Scarlett."

"No, that's a lot of scheming,... Wait a minute! It doesn't have to be Scarlett, why can't it get Elkeson's attention? ”

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"Hey, hey, he's scheming, but you're really tasteful."

Ignoring the gaze cast, Gong Bing walked straight forward, just like Moses dividing the sea, and the crowd unconsciously parted to both sides, making way for a passage.

Gong Bing jumped past the crowd, jumped into the ring, and stood in front of his opponent.