Chapter 142: The Situation Gets Worse
The night passed, dawn fell, and the next morning, a certain number of people still gathered outside the door of the "Summit Arena", constantly pouring into the arena.
Although the high price of the main competition has dissuaded the vast majority of ordinary spectators, as the competition becomes more and more intense, many wealthy people from outside the "Jiehai City" have rushed here, resulting in more and more crowds.
It's just that by the time of the third day, the players' hall was obviously empty, and the number of players had increased from seven or eight hundred to sixty-four on the first day, thirty-two on the second day, and then to sixteen today.
It's worth mentioning that Rion didn't show up until the end yesterday, so he was rightfully defeated without a fight, which surprised many people who had begun to notice the player......
"Are you alright?"
Seeing that the main match of the top 16 was about to begin, Yu Feng still didn't wake up, and Sylvie and Lighthard around him looked at him with concern.
Yes, Lighthard and Sylvie are also in the round of 16, which is a bit surprising news.
Sylvie broke out because he had a certain amount of strength, and then he was recently inspired by Yufeng to break out and advance, which is unexpected and reasonable.
But Lighthard's route to the cut is ...... It's kind of a.
In the last round of 64, because he faced an opponent who began to vomit blood as soon as he came to power, he was almost in a situation of winning without a fight, and he did not meet any normal people in the round of 32.
I don't know if it's because the weather is cooler, but Lighthard's opponent in the round of 32 is a guy with a runny nose and a quilt wrapped in a quilt.
After seeing this kind of opponent, Lighthard naturally became vigorous, rushed up and kicked it under the ring, and won this "tough battle" beautifully in the cheers of a group of spectators.......
"It's fine, I don't know why, I feel like I'm in really good shape. ”
Although he has a pair of big panda eyes and a very haggard expression on his face, Yu Feng still looks very confident, making people wonder what this guy thinks.
Looking at his terrible physical appearance, basically anyone knows that he definitely didn't sleep well yesterday.
However, in fact, it was not that Yu Feng had not slept well, he had never slept at all.
When he had "that dream" yesterday, as soon as Yu Feng closed his eyes, the vermilion gate would inexplicably appear in front of him.
Teacher Liyong's day and night of not returning, coupled with the invisible pressure from the "ghosts and gods", made this already very immature young man feel more and more irritable.
I need to compete! I need to fight! I need to fight!
However, in this terrible physical situation, Yu Feng did not feel the slightest discomfort at all, but the blood and battle intent in his heart were constantly boiling......
"Hey, friend, your opponent is me today, but you don't look ready. ”
Just as Yu Feng lowered his head and pondered, the figure of the heroic man from the Western Regions, Rahman, appeared here.
In today's round of 16 match, Rahman finally met Yufeng again as he wished, so he planned to say hello before the game, but he saw such a haggard figure.
“...... You'll know when you get on stage, get out. ”
After hearing Rahman's voice, Yu Feng shook off a sentence without raising his head, revealing impatience between his words.
With Yu Feng's usual cultivation and character, he would never say such a thing anyway, but today his emotions seemed to be uncontrollable, and he was particularly prone to burst into flames......
"You're a good guy, aren't you! I'll see how I clean you up later!"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Rahman immediately became furious, and threw his sleeves away with a red face, although he didn't have sleeves on his upper body.
What's wrong with this guy today? Haven't you eaten gunpowder?" Rahman thought indignantly as he walked.
To be honest, it was really not malicious for Rahman to greet him in the past, and Feather Wind was the first opponent he met when he came to "Jiehai City", and he had an impressive encounter, so Rahman was somewhat familiar with him.
In Rahman's eyes, Feather Wind should be an upright, brave, and well-mannered young man, but why did he feel so irritable just now?
"Went to say hello?"
When Rahman returned to where he had been sitting, his brother Luo Lan asked.
Although it caused quite a stir in the previous game, Luo Lan's competition in the past few days has been smooth, from the top 64 to the top 32 to the current top 16, there are almost few strong players in his area, which makes him feel very dissatisfied.
"That guy doesn't know how to lift, I'll have to teach him a good lesson in a while, and then I'll fight it out with my brother in the semifinals!"
As soon as he thought of what had just happened, Rahman felt a pang of anger in his heart, and immediately pulled open his chair and sat down, stomping on the wall next to him.
According to the schedule, the winner of Feather Wind and Rahman will face Cesara in the quarterfinals, and then Luo Lan in the semifinals.
With such a great opportunity in front of him, Rahman naturally didn't want to stop moving forward today, he was eager to face off against the strong man who wielded the "Pit Viper Sword", and then a brother duel in the ring.
Final Four...... Luo Lan glanced at her younger brother, who was a little unhappy, and sighed faintly.
In Luo Lan's opinion, although it is basically impossible for him to miss by advancing to the semi-finals, it is basically impossible to say that Rahman can solve Yufeng and Cesara.
Luo Lan himself is one of the few masters in this competition, and he can naturally see what stage his younger brother's strength is in.
At least judging from the competition situation in the past few days, Rahman can only be said to have a very small chance of winning compared to the boy named Yufeng, not to mention the duel with a master like Cesara who may not even have much chance of winning Luo Lan himself, basically waiting for death if he encounters it......
Forget it, anyway, coming here can be regarded as his extraordinary performance. After a while, Rahman walked to the arena under the guidance of the staff, and Luo Lan also walked towards the viewing terrace.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first round of 16 of this tournament, and the contestants are Yufeng and Rahman, please welcome them with warm applause!"
It wasn't long before the audience erupted in cheers as the opening remarks, which the host Orlana had heard too many times in the past few days, erupted in enthusiastic cheers from the surrounding audience.
"The game that started today was very good, and basically the guys who stayed were the stronger guys of the younger generation. ”
"Isn't it, the strength of those players before is still somewhat uneven, and it is not enjoyable enough to watch. ”
"But I'm still more optimistic that Cesara kid will win, he's really cool. ”
"So, where did you put that bandage demon king? That guy is the champion, okay, no one can beat him. ”
Even before the start of the game, the noise in the audience never stopped, and thousands of people enthusiastically discussed their favorite champions, and the atmosphere was like a festival.
As Feather Wind and Rahman stood in the ring, the voices in the audience gradually calmed down, and everyone began to watch the movements in the ring intently, waiting for the two young heroes to fight it out.
His strength has indeed grown...... This battle is actually a bit dangerous.
When he was in the ring with his opponent, Rahman felt the pressure from his not burly body.
Not long ago, the two faced each other in the "open-air ring", and although Rahman won the final victory, he didn't win easily.
Although Rahman did not use the "family heirloom sword" at his waist in that battle, he had used almost most of his skills, and was almost overwhelmed by the young man's superb sword skills.
This time, I'm afraid I'll have to use this thing in the first place...... Moments before the battle began, Rahman had already placed his hand on his lower back, where a bright "Uzi Steel Knife" was emitting the smell of blood.
Although this heirloom knife is not a "blood artifact", it is the best soldier created by Rahman's father, who was a horse thief, who spent half his life on his family fortune, and is far sharper and stronger than his other six scimitars of different shapes.
When his father was killed in a fight, and he and his brother Luo Lan escaped from the gang of horse thieves, Rahman was only ten years old, and then Luo Lan took the initiative to give the sword to his younger brother.
Over the years, although Rahman has learned many ways to use Chinese weapons during his journey from south to north, the one he is most comfortable using and can best exert all his strength, that is, this "family heirloom knife" that does not seem to be strange.
With a soft sound, Rahman drew his knife out of its sheath, and for a while, a rich murderous aura suddenly filled the entire ring!
Come, my father's soul is with me, and no one can break through my sword!
When Orlan announced the official start of the match, Rahman held his "family heirloom knife" and struck at the figure on the other side of the ring like a bolt of lightning.
At this moment, as if he hadn't woken up yet, Feather Wind raised his head at a very slow speed with a pale face, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
A second later, a red aurora flashed in the ring, as bright as a demon star across the sky.
What is this?When the red light disappeared in front of his eyes, Rahman didn't understand what the boy had done, but he resolutely slashed the scimitar in his hand into Feather Wind's shoulder......
However, after Rahman slashed the knife with great confidence, Feather Wind just stood motionless, unharmed.
The young man's face was gray and looked a little gloomy, but at this moment, Rahman's expression was even more exciting.
Because...... When his sword was swung down, this young man from the Western Regions Desert clearly saw the scene of a knife body flying into the sky like a frightened bird!