Chapter Eighty-Three: Armed Struggle

After the first day of registration, the list was finally announced on this day, except for the forty-eight people who had become martial artists at the age of eighteen and had to participate, the remaining sixteen people were also from the best of the three major families.

"What" Zhao Siyu said in surprise, "It's Hong Youjia who will play against me tomorrow!

"I" Zhang Ren smiled awkwardly and said, "Zhang Zhe"

"I rely on" Zhao Siyu blew up, "This fucking shady scene, it can't be deliberately arranged, right?"

"What about the deliberate arrangement, are you scared?" Zhang Ren laughed on the side.

"I'm scared," Zhao Siyu said, "That's right, new hatred and old hatred are counted together!"

"It's really cheap for you," Zhang Ren said, "such a good opportunity for revenge"

"You're not bad" Zhao Siyu said with a smile, "Fighting against Zhang Zhe, how can it be regarded as a decision, you ask me if it's okay, I still want to know if you can do it"

"No problem," Zhang Ren laughed, "Although the other party is a martial artist of the first order, no matter how you say it, I am also a martial artist of the ninth order."

"It's the ninth order of Wuyuan," Zhao Siyu sighed, "But it's not a level short, it's not a big difference."

"Hmph, no problem, it's a big deal!" Zhang Ren said with a smile, "But in retrospect, we always said that we would compete at the Wuyuan Conference, but every time we drew lots to fight, we didn't become opponents"

"That's right," Zhao Siyu said seriously, "I also want to have a real game with you."

"Our business is easy to say," Zhang Ren said seriously, "For Hong Youjia, if it doesn't work, you ......"

"Give up?" Zhao Siyu smiled "impossible"

"But," Zhang Ren said worriedly, "The gap between me and Zhang Zhe is still within the scope of the challenge, but the gap between you, one is a martial artist, the other is a martial apprentice, and it is only the third order of martial arts, will it be too reluctant?"

"I know what you want to say" Zhao Siyu smiled slightly, "I also know that you will worry about my safety, not only you, but also Feng Yu and father, but I am seventeen, some things always have to be faced, the road to becoming a strong man is never smooth, for the time being, Hong Youjia is also regarded as an opponent, I am not willing to give up again, because I am afraid that I can't afford the consequences of giving up, so I hope to ......"

"I will support you" Zhang Ren laughed and said, "What is Hong Youjia, we are the strongest people in this Xiangyun City!"

"Okay," Zhao Siyu nodded and said, "Hong Youjia, I'm here!"

"Tomorrow morning, I'll come to cheer you on!" Zhang Ren nodded.

"Yours is the second one in the afternoon the day after tomorrow," Hong Youjia said with a smile, "If I can still stand up, I will come too"

After saying that, the two laughed.

......

"Back to the young master, everything is ready, the second game tomorrow morning, it will be the young master's competition between you and that scrap wood"

"Okay," Hong Youjia said with a smile, "This time, I want you to die!"

......

The sky in late autumn is always so high and cool, and in the early morning, due to the announcement of the event in advance, the relevant personnel are already watching the stadium and waiting.

The martial arts platform of the competition is set in the north city, three meters above the ground, two hundred meters long and wide, and the bluestone floor is bumped and bumped, and each mark seems to tell a story.

Directly north of Wutai is the rostrum, and the platform is naturally full of some characters with heads and faces, among which there are naturally many city lords and famous figures in the three major families. The people sitting around the platform were all civilians.

As Song Zongtian announced the start of the game, the host Fang Dingwu appeared in the center of the martial platform again and announced the rules of the game in a loud voice.

"There is still an old man as the host of this conference competition, please abide by the rules of the competition, compete in martial arts, meet friends with martial arts, learn martial arts, and end at the point. The rules of the competition: first, do not intentionally kill, second, do not destroy the roots, third...... Finally, the winner of the match will be determined if one side falls to the ground for less than 10 seconds or falls out of the martial platform or automatically abstains as the loser, and if the player fails to appear on the martial platform one minute after the start of the game, it will be deemed to have abstained and the losing team will also be ......"

After announcing the rules of the competition, finally with the sound of firecrackers, the first group of the junior group officially began.

Fang Dingwu announced on the stage that "the first group of the youth group will be played by Zhao Changrui, eighteen years old, the first order of the martial artist and Hong Chengzhe, eighteen years old, the first order of the martial artist!" After Fang Dingwu announced his name, Zhao Changrui and Hong Chengzhe jumped on the stage.

"Salute!" Fang Dingwu said.

Cho Chang-rui and Hong Sung-chul bowed and saluted.

"Finish!" Fang Dingwu immediately left Wutai, and with a "dong" gong, the game began!

I saw two people standing on the stage, and they didn't say much, but took the lead in mobilizing the power of Wu Yuan in their bodies, and rushed towards each other with one arrow, starting the most primitive duel, the duel of strength......

Looking at the wrestling between the two people on the stage, Zhao Xinlong nodded slightly and said, "The strength and explosion of the two people are very good, Zhao Changrui is the root of the water attribute, and Hong Chengzhe is the fire attribute, although in the martial arts attribute, Zhao Changrui has an advantage, but both of them have not yet come into contact with the real martial arts, so they use the method of wrestling to decide the winner, I am afraid that I will not be able to see who wins and who loses for a while, it seems that after the game, it is necessary to find a good water attribute martial arts in order to give full play to Zhao Changrui's strength"

As the duel between the two people's strength became more and more intense, the bluestone slab on the ground also cracked with the increasing strength of the two people, spreading out from the place where the two people were standing......

The duel of strength is the simplest but not simple duel in the game, the competition of strength not only requires strong limbs, but also the power of the majestic Wu Yuan, the continuous duel is the continuous consumption of the Wu Yuan in the body, the more to the end, the more you can test the real strength.

As the wrestling progressed, the two people's muscles burst out, their faces were red, and their eyes were vain, which was already the limit of the two people, and with a 'bang', the two fell to the ground at the same time......

This is not a fierce competition, but won the applause of everyone present, not for anything else, the most primitive wrestling, is the embodiment of strength, the strength of the two has met the requirements of the warriors, won the applause of everyone present......

As the countdown came to an end, Zhao Changrui finally staggered to his feet, applause rang out again, and Fang Dingwu announced the winner, Zhao Changrui, and then Zhao Changrui also fell......

Zhao Siyu, Zhang Ren and Feng Yu are also watching everything that happened on this stage under the stage, and they really want to talk about the dazzling colors of martial arts, this is a competition of pure strength, not amazing but very exciting, Zhao Siyu is very shocked, maybe standing on the martial arts platform, no one will give up until the last breath, go forward, although there is no regret in death!

"The second group of the junior group is played by Hong Youjia, seventeen years old, the first order of martial arts and Zhao Siyu, seventeen years old, and the ninth order of Wu Yuan!"

Fang Dingwu's voice resounded on and off the stage, and the atmosphere that was originally slightly silent after the first martial arts competition was swept away, but it brought all kinds of surprises and sighs......

After Hong Youjia heard it, he showed a treacherous smile, and jumped on the martial platform in a hurry, Zhao Siyu refused to show weakness, and wanted to step over the martial platform, but in the end, the strength was slightly lacking, only half of the two soles were on the martial platform, after squeezing his arms hard, Zhao Siyu barely stood firm, did not fall, this farce, caused everyone to laugh, but Zhang Ren, Feng Yu and the Zhao family's faces were a little ashamed and speechless.

"Zhao Siyu, are you ready" Fang Dingwu asked helplessly when he saw this situation.

"It's okay," Zhao Siyu smiled awkwardly and said, "You can start."

Fang Dingwu nodded, the two finished saluting, and with the sound of a gong of "dong", the game began!