Chapter Forty-Seven: A Sword Kill

Xu Hao and Minglong's competition is scheduled for the weekend, and there are seven open competitions in the weekend, and their competition is scheduled for the last one.

For senior students, open competition is the way to place a place in class 1 and rank the whole school, and the higher the school ranking, the more resources can be obtained. The Force Academy pursues elite education, and for the Empire, it is better to train one Force Master than to train 10,000 Force disciples.

The best place at the front of the arena is the player area, which means that players who are going to play for a while can bring a few relatives and friends to watch here. At this moment, someone in the contestant area brought in parents, wives or girlfriends.

Xu Hao sat quietly in his seat, while Lu Ruoyun and Fenix were muttering to Xian Lan on the side.

Lu Ruoyun asked: "Sister Lan, you said that Xu Hao was about to challenge the family just now, is this appropriate?" Is it a good way to solve the problem by appealing? ”

Xian Lan groaned: "I personally think it's appropriate, the way to go to the school to appeal, that is to rely on the system, rely on the system, that is what ordinary people do." The Force is a transcendent person in the true sense, relying more on the Force, relying on one's own strength, which is a kind of spiritual mentality. ”

Lu Ruoyun nodded, but Fenix looked at her and said, "Didn't you tell me what a hero would do with martial arts?" Those in power don't like this kind of person. ”

Lu Ruoyun smiled and said: "That's called chivalry and forbidden, but now the person in power in the empire is chivalry." The Force is the true ruling class of the Empire, and as long as they do not betray the collective interests of the Force class, it is not a violation of the ban. ”

"Dang!" A melodious bell rang in the arena, and the first game officially began.

The first game is for Year 2 students to challenge Year 3 students for a place in the House Leaderboard. In addition to tilting the cultivation resources of the college towards Class 1, it is especially generous to the students on the rankings. There are a total of 50 places in the leaderboard, and the higher the ranking, the richer the resources will be distributed. And when they graduate, students with higher rankings can pick up better positions.

An open competition has the potential to change the fate of a lifetime, and no one will ignore it.

The two students walked steadily into the arena, the arena building is bowl-shaped, the bottom of the "bowl" is the place to enter the competition, and the "bowl" wall is the stand, from low to high seating. There is also a virtual helmet on the seat, and you can see the live holographic live broadcast when you wear it.

In the field, two students stood two hundred meters apart, bowed to each other face to face, and then lit up their training lightsabers. Training lightsabers can't hurt people, but two training lightsabers can collide with each other to block.

The competition had a third-grade girl in charge of narrating and commenting, and the commentator began to introduce the two students.

"Game on!"

The referee teacher outside the field gave an order, and the two students quickly approached and fought, and the sword light crisscrossed the country. For a while, the senior students watched with bated breath, and the freshmen exclaimed in amazement.

Two minutes later, the two figures parted, and the two bowed to each other again. Some of the freshmen asked who had won, and the move just now was so fast that those students who had not yet started the Force couldn't see it at all.

Xu Hao turned his head to Xian Lan and said, "I think it's embarrassing for me to go down at this level." ”

"The ranking of the academy that these two people are competing for is already the highest level of the academy. You're still a freshman. ”

At this point, the commentator begins to replay the game and explain the subtleties of the game.

The next games ended within 5 minutes, and soon it was Xu Hao's turn to play. At this time, the third and second graders were almost gone, they were not interested in watching the freshmen play, and only the first-year students did not leave.

The freshmen have just entered the school, and they are still quite curious about everything in the school, so they naturally refuse to miss this kind of open competition. And it's also good to be able to see the level of students at the same level.

Commentary: "The next game is a first-year freshman, and Xu Hao from the eighth quadrant star field will challenge the Hades family's Shenlong. As for the reason for the challenge, I think everyone can guess one or two, why a new student of a foreign race has to get along with the children of the Hades clan. However, we don't care about off-the-field matters, and off-the-field matters are solved on the spot, which is the style of the Force.

"As for the outcome of this match, there should be no suspense, and I believe that everyone will assume that Styl will win, just like me. After all, the foundation of the family is there, and it has been nurtured by the Force since childhood. Therefore, there is no suspense about the outcome of the game, the important thing is the process of the game, and maybe a good show can be staged. ”

"There are a lot of freshmen on the scene, I want to popularize what it means to kill with a sword, simply put, solve the opponent with a sword. Crisp and neat, without dragging the mud and water, this kind of pleasing game rarely appears on the field, and it is a blessing to be able to see it once, let's look forward to the sword of Shenlong. ”

After all, the Hades family has some reputation, and there are many people who want to stammer among the freshmen, and most of the spectators who watch the excitement just want to watch the wonderful game, they shouted in unison: "One sword kill, one sword kill!" ”

In the arena, Xu Hao and Minglong bowed to each other and lit up their training lightsabers.

"Game on!"

Stygian immediately rushed towards his opponent. Xu Hao's Force Induction spread, capturing every tremor of the opponent's Force. This game is still quite stressful for him, and the consequences of losing are not very serious, but it is by no means what he wants to see.

Mentally concentrated, the Force sense was extremely active, and he seemed to have entered some kind of wonderful state, and his sense of his surroundings was more clear.

He seems to be wandering around casually, but he is faintly in control of everything in the field, making subtle adjustments according to the situation of his opponent.

The referee's eyes lit up, and he looked at him with appreciation and surprise. "Huh?" The girl in charge of the commentary let out a slight exclamation, she immediately noticed her gaffe and hurriedly covered her mouth. The process of the competition is generally not allowed to be commented aloud, so as not to affect the audience's own observation and learning.

Agile as a leopard, he gallops. Xu Hao walked forward slowly, his eyes focused, and the lightsaber in his hand adjusted slightly from time to time.

The two approached, their bodies staggered.

Minglong staggered forward a few steps, stabilized his figure, and looked back at Xu Hao with a complicated expression, both disbelief and unwillingness, as well as panic and fear.

"Xu Haosheng!" The referee teacher did not have any extra words and announced the result directly.

The freshmen didn't see it clearly, so they put on their helmets to watch the slow replay. Shenlong rushed in front of Xu Hao, and the long sword conjured up a series of afterimages and slashed towards Xu Hao, and the speed was extremely fast.

And the speed and power of this sword seemed to be completely unexpected by Xu Hao, he kicked hard with both feet, and his body pounced to the right, while spinning sharply. The sword of the dark dragon slashed a few centimeters against his body, and it was thrilling.

Xu Hao's body was in the air, half of his body was already behind Minglong, and he used the power of rotation to slash at the back of Minglong's neck with a sword.

Xu Hao turned over in a volley and fell down like a gymnast, because the momentum was too great, he landed in a one-kneeled position, holding his body steady with one hand. The movements are chic and crisp, and the posture of the body volley is more graceful than that of a gymnast.

The crisp voice of the half-hour commentary girl sounded: "Uh, uh, I guessed the ending wrong, but I guessed the process correctly." It's true that it's a sword kill, but the target who was killed seems to be mistaken. ”