Chapter Seventy-Five: Weapon Warfare
"Chu Zhongxiang, yes, and him!" Gao Xiaoqin's eyes instantly froze, and then asked, "How powerful is this new No. 939 potion?"
"Mr. Gao, rest assured, the efficacy of the new No. 939 will definitely satisfy you, compared to No. 938, it is more than one grade stronger! Once you take it, within 3 hours, even an amateur martial artist is estimated to be able to obtain the physical fitness of a high-level martial artist. The doctor man smiled flatteringly, and there was a smug look in his words, "Moreover, we have also greatly improved the damage to the body, at least the sudden death will not happen again." ”
"The physical fitness of a high-level martial artist?" Gao Xiaoqin's beautiful eyes suddenly radiated essence, and his expression rippled, "Yes, you guys are doing a very good job!"
"Thank you Mr. Gao for the compliment. The doctor man was immediately overjoyed, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and a hanging heart finally fell.
He knew that this martial arts tournament was a real event for the group, and there was no room for failure.
If his mistake leads to the loss of the first place, and the group loses a Qingning grass for nothing, then his fate is completely conceivable.
"Fortunately, Chu Zhongxiang, this kid was lucky enough to explode and squeezed into the top 8, so that my No. 939 potion can be useful. Otherwise, if all three of them hang up today, I will have to be skinned and cramped. Secretly glad to mutter, the doctor man really has a feeling of the rest of his life.
He actually understood very well that the senior general manager in front of him didn't care about the life and death of those "test products" at all, all he cared about was that the power of the developed medicine was enough.
However, this time the martial arts competition is too important for the Shanshui Group, and he knows this well, so he doesn't dare to make any mistakes, and he wants to help the group win the first place.
Originally, he thought that there were three "test products", and it was a sure thing to get the first place or even win the top three.
But now that the situation has changed abruptly, he and the group have no choice but to retreat to the next best, hoping that Chu Zhongxiang can get the first place and keep Qingning Cao.
As for the three "test subjects", in his and Gao Xiaoqin's opinion, if they can survive for a few days, they will be lucky, and they will be left to fend for themselves.
"Go and call Chu Zhongxiang to see me immediately!" Gao Xiaoqin commanded in a deep voice.
"Yes, Mr. Gao!"
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An hour later.
The quarterfinals of the Shanshui Cup Martial Arts Tournament came as scheduled.
Jingzhou Stadium, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly made a noise like thunder under the shouts of the host of the game.
There were deafening cheers in all directions, and it was clear that everyone couldn't help but want to see the exciting quarterfinals.
"In the first battle of the quarterfinals, Lin Feng faced Hua Xinchang. ”
Under the gaze of countless eyes, a referee from the Martial Arts Association walked to the center of the battle platform and shouted in the loudest voice.
"Hua Xinchang, is that the dark horse of the top eight from the Xiaowu Pavilion?" Lin Wushu thought about the origin of the other party for a while, and ran directly onto the stage quickly, walking into the sight of countless audiences and countless camera shots.
This time, the Shanshui Cup Martial Arts Tournament has aroused widespread attention in the province, so almost all live broadcast platforms and TV stations are broadcasting the situation of this martial arts competition.
Some professional martial arts programs also deliberately hired martial arts powerhouses to comment on each battle.
All in all, there was a live broadcast throughout the whole process, and the number of viewers definitely exceeded 10 million.
So it is completely conceivable that from the quarterfinals to the finals from now on, there will be countless people watching in front of TVs, computers, and mobile phones in every battle.
Less than 1 minute after Lin Wushu entered the battle platform, the dark horse named Hua Xinchang also came not far in front of him amid countless cheers.
Hua Xinchang's appearance is quite honest, with a small bald head, which looks simple and cute.
As for his age, according to Lin Wuyi's estimate, it is at most 20, and he doesn't look as old-fashioned as others.
The two performed a martial arts salute to each other, and after a simple name, the referee solemnly announced the official start of the game.
"Referee, wait!" Hua Xinchang suddenly raised his hand and asked seriously, "If I'm not mistaken, this martial arts competition can be held with weapons, right?"
"Yes, but only if... Your opponent is not against it. The referee replied immediately.
According to the rules of the martial arts competition, it is true that weapons can be used.
Because there are many martial arts people who have been practicing sword techniques, stick techniques, and bow techniques for a long time......
It would be unfair to them to force these people to fight their opponents with their bare hands.
But at the same time, these people will also feel deeply unfair to their opponents when they go into battle with weapons.
Therefore, after careful consideration, the organizing committee finally made a decision: weapons can be used, but only if the opponent's consent can be sought, and the opponent will get a weapon or a battle armor accordingly.
At the same time, in order to maximize the guarantee of fairness, all armor and weapons can only be provided by the Shanshui Group.
Such a rule, although not everyone is happy, but it is also satisfactory to most people.
"May I ask Little Brother Lin Feng, are you willing to fight me with a sword, or are you willing to fight me with a battle armor?" Hua Xin asked with a smile.
He has a lot of self-confidence, because he is really good at swordsmanship.
It can be said that in the past ten years, he has been obsessed with swordsmanship, and he asked the younger generation in the martial arts world of Jingzhou City, no one can be higher than him in swordsmanship.
That's why he didn't hesitate to propose to test weapons in the quarterfinals.
"Weapons?" Hearing this, Lin Wushu was so excited that he almost didn't shout.
He really wanted to say something...... Use it quickly, I can't wait for you to use it!
In fact, ever since he came to the center of the battle platform, his heart has been extremely nervous.
The reason is very simple, through the scanning of the smart chip, he found that the body of this dark horse Hua Xin Chang is really strong, and it is a bit exaggerated-
Power: 3.1
Constitution: 2.7
Dexterity: 3.0
Such a terrifying physical quality made Lin Wushu directly stunned.
He knew very well that such a physical fitness was definitely the top in this Shanshui Cup martial arts competition, and it was not much different from a high-level martial artist.
"It's no wonder that he was born in a small martial arts hall and was able to pass all the way and become a dark horse in the top eight. Lin Wushu sighed in his heart, "With such physical fitness, it is really not difficult to advance to the quarterfinals." Tut-tut, it's really a talented person. It seems that from now on, you can't underestimate any martial artist!"
Thinking so in his heart, Lin Wushu was extremely calm.
Since the opponent has put forward the hope of fighting a decisive battle with a blade, then he feels that this battle is already nine out of ten.