Chapter 67: Official Competition

Ding Zhuqiang raised his eyes and swept it, but he saw that there was a sea of people, all in place, with high spirits, and they exchanged heads and ears. And deliberately glanced at the courtyard wall of the Eight Desolation Academy, and it was really all torn down, and under the maintenance of order by hundreds of infantry, tens of thousands of people in the Eight Desolation City were so happy that they stood on their heels and looked forward to it......

"Ahem!" Ding Zhuqiang looked up, only to see that the sun was shining, it was really a good weather. Immediately cleared his throat, and made an opening remark in a loud voice: "Everyone, I am not talented, appointed as the lord of the Eight Desolate Cities and One City, this time, I am fortunate to be able to invite you to come to the arena and watch the martial arts competition, it is really a great honor!"

Under Ding Zhuqiang's loud voice, it can really be said that everything is silent, and even the tens of thousands of people outside the hospital are quiet. Holding his breath and listening attentively, it can be seen that the degree of respect for this new city lord ......

"Due to the urgency of time, the city lord will not say more polite words, so he will invite the players of the three classes of A, B and C newly opened by my Eight Desolations Academy, under the leadership of their respective teachers, to come to draw lots to decide the winner. ”

After Ding Zhuqiang finished speaking, he took the bamboo sticks and bamboo tubes that he had prepared for a long time from Shuyue and Ruoshui respectively, and placed them on the desk with a solemn face.

Everyone present was impressed by Ding Zhuqiang's neatness and resoluteness, I really didn't expect that this would start at the beginning, and it was not muddy at all......

Soon, under the watchful eyes of the public, the three classes of A, B and C, thirty players, all wearing white clothes, one by one, energetic, carrying bright sharp swords, under the leadership of their respective teachers, each of them drew a bamboo stick.

"Good. After the draw was completed, Ding Zhuqiang nodded very satisfied, and then said to the thirty players, not angry: "Next, as I said yesterday, first by No. 1 against No. 30, No. 2 against No. 29, No. 3 against No. 28, and so on, four pairs of players, each in place, the referee on the field." ”

Under Ding Zhuqiang's order, in this huge school square, it was divided into four areas, and eight players officially started the competition after the four referees confiscated the bamboo sticks for confirmation.

Of course, for this kind of game, it is completely a novelty and a lively one, except for the people outside the stadium, who are particularly energetic and shouting and cheering from time to time. Sitting in the high shed, everyone sipping fragrant tea, including Ding Zhuqiang himself, was completely like watching a play, so they sat and watched for a long time.

However, this month's hard work is not in vain, these thirty players can be described as the elite of the elite, and in terms of swordsmanship, they seem to be presentable.

In order to save time, as long as one region is divided into winners, the next pair will follow closely behind, so that the continuous staging of the flow price is also spectacular and quite interesting......

After the first round of points, the referee made a timely action to announce the verdict, except for minor injuries to the sword, no one died under the sword.

After more than an hour, he took turns to end the first round of elimination, and then there were fifteen people left in half, and Ding Zhuqiang handed over the bamboo sticks handed over by the four referees, and drew fifteen to continue to draw lots to determine the opponent.

"It is true that luck is also a kind of strength, if anyone is lucky enough to draw the little eight, then it is really congratulations on the development, and you can directly advance to the next round of the top four. ”

After the fifteen players were drawn, Ding Zhuqiang announced with a smile.

I can imagine the expressions of the fifteen players, but I can't help it, except for complaining about my bad luck, what else can I think?

Fifteen into eight, naturally much more intense and exciting than the first round, but it is also a matter of time, once the area is finished, the next pair of players will follow close......

"Ah......h

Ding Zhuqiang, who was leisurely sipping tea to refresh himself, suddenly exclaimed as if he was being exclaimed by the pretty woman sitting next to him, stretched out his hand, and spilled the tea......

"What's wrong?"

Ding Zhuqiang didn't care about the tea drenching his clothes, as soon as he put the teacup, he stretched out his hand to watch the battle nervously, and he was so shocked that his face was pale, Ruoshui's little hand was gently held, and he stared at it, only to see that three of the four games were all wounded by swords to varying degrees......

"Cut, and it won't really kill people, what's there to be afraid of?"

Closed Moon glanced sideways, muttering a small mouth, quite puzzled.

Ding Zhuqiang smiled dumbly, and didn't say much, a bowl of water was flat, and the soft wattle of the closed moon was also held in his hand......

"Huh?"

In this episode, Ding Zhuqiang suddenly felt something, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at it, only to see the mysterious figure in the Feiling family, who was the leader, dressed in black and covered with a scarf, staring at him......

But when he touched Ding Zhuqiang's gaze, he hurriedly dodged and looked at the last round of the game on the field again......

"Drink—Aurora Sword!"

Suddenly, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old roared fiercely, and the sword in his hand flew out of his hand, straight like an arrow off the string, fast as lightning, and suddenly attacked......

Fortunately, the young man had no intention of hurting anyone, and this sword only stabbed the opponent's left shoulder, and under the decision of the referee, he won the victory......

"Hmph!" Miao Changnian, who saw this scene, snorted angrily, glanced at Ding Zhuqiang, and asked with dissatisfaction: "How can I easily teach the magic of my Miao clan?"

"I said, big brother, it's just scratching the surface. Is it possible, are you such an iron?" Ding Zhuqiang frowned, showing that he was already displeased, and then said: "Don't worry, after this martial arts competition is over, I will invite another famous teacher to teach." ”

"Brother. Ruoshui Yu Ding Zhuqiang's expression, seeing it in his eyes, immediately persuaded Miao Changnian, who was sitting on the side: "You must know that the people who teach these students are all from my Miao clan, and it is inevitable that they will not teach some simple swordsmanship of my Miao clan, which is not a big deal!"

"Very good, good, good, good. ”

Ding Zhuqiang didn't care, seeing that the seven players who won, plus the player who relied on luck, came to him, let go of his hands, and stood up very happily to greet him.

"How's it going?

In the face of Ding Zhuqiang's two questions, the eight players who were more or less injured all looked at each other and were difficult to answer for a while.

"Hehehe......" Ding Zhuqiang didn't wait for an answer, but smiled, and said very meaningfully: "This game is almost like going to the battlefield, once you are on the battlefield, as long as the enemy still has a breath of air, no matter how much you are injured or tired, you must hold on to the last moment, only persistence will win, this is the eternal law." Alright, let's draw lots!"

Inspired by Ding Zhuqiang's words, the eight players who played two games in a row, except for the one who relied on luck, all looked solemn, and each drew a lot in an awe-inspiring manner.

However, the rest of the people who were listening were also moved by Ding Zhuqiang's words and showed admiration......

"Very well, this time it's up to me to assign the lot. Ding Zhuqiang was very satisfied, nodded, and immediately declared: "No. 1 against No. 2, No. 3 against No. 4, No. 5 against No. 6, No. 7 against No. 8." Let's get on the field!"

"Yes!"

Eight contestants, speaking in unison, cheered up and walked on the stage.

"Good!

A group of onlookers outside the academy saw that they were getting more and more exciting, and they all cheered excitedly......

Eight into the top four, even the people in the high shed were solemn, watching the battle with their eyes. After all, there is no doubt that the closer you get to the final, the more exciting and intense it will be.

"Start—"

Under the order of the four referees in unison, the eight players fought separately, and for a while, the huge square was really a sword and a sword, shining brightly. It is dazzling and dizzying to look at, and even worse, stand up from your seat and watch the battle......

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of Jin Ge hitting each other, one after another, endlessly, if you teach people who can't see things, they think they are in the battlefield where 10,000 people are fighting!

"Wow!"

"That's amazing!"

“............”

A group of people who witnessed and watched the battle in the periphery did not dare to come out of the atmosphere, staring at the open competition venue for a moment, only to see that they all seemed to have wings, jumped directly in the air, and could hand over before they landed......

"Smack!"

"Oops......"

As the battle continued, some of them were not yet white-hot, and some of them were defeated, and most of them ended the game under the referee's timely intervention......

I have to say that the top four of the eight are indeed wonderful and breathtaking......

With the end of the last game, none of the four winners were spared, all of them were hung up, and their blood-stained white clothes were even more imposing. It can be seen from this that the intensity of its intensity is so indistinguishable that it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom......

However, for those who were injured, Ruoqi personally led the students to bandage and stop the bleeding......

Ding took a deep breath, stood up, and watched the four winners come to him.

"You're all good, you're all good. ”

This is Ding Zhuqiang's heartfelt appreciation, and even everyone sitting in the high shed nodded one after another. The people of the five major families are even more impressed and admired......

"Thank you, Lord Castle, for the compliment!"

The four winners, neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impatient, bowed down.

"Hmm. Ding Zhuqiang nodded lightly without a trace, and then said: "Since there are only four of you left, the game has to continue before the championship is decided." Now the lord of this city wants to give you a choice, that is, do you want to choose your opponent by lot, or do you want to choose your opponent by lot?"

"What?"

The four contestants were all taken aback, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

Ding Zhuqiang didn't care, and followed up and said: "The meaning is very simple, that is, do you want to resign yourself to fate and go with the flow? Or do you want to let my fate go to heaven and control it yourself?"

"Ahh

At this moment, not only the four players were shocked, but even everyone present was shocked, and the shock was inexplicable......

Especially the people of the five major families, they sincerely admire the new city lord for being so bold and refreshing his three views......