Chapter Twenty-Six: Is It Him?

Wu Ziqi, a character that Xia Fan had almost forgotten, met Xia Fan in the fourth round of the preliminary round of the Junior Martial Arts Competition and became Xia Fan's opponent.

"Hahaha, Xia Fan, you didn't expect it, did you? We actually appeared in a ring, it seems that God gave me a chance to take revenge!" Wu Ziqi laughed rampantly: "Xia Fan, remember today, you are dead!"

"Alas!" Xia Fan sighed and said indifferently: "Wu Ziqi, if I can remember today's day, it means that the person who died today must not be me, even if it is not me, then who is it?"

"Hmph! Clever words!" Wu Ziqi said in a cold voice with an ugly face: "It's just relying on brute strength, and you want to fight with me, today is your death!"

"Boom!"

Wu Ziqi took out the thin sword at his waist, pointed at Xia Fan obliquely, and shouted: "Kill!"

In an instant, a figure flashed and appeared in front of Xia Fan, and at the same time, the green light suddenly rose, like lightning, towards Xia Fan's throat.

When the cyan sword light first appeared, Wu Ziqi's gloomy face already showed a hideous smile, he knew that his sword was very fast, and so far he had never met anyone who could dodge the long sword in his hand.

Because he is practicing the Clear Wind Qi Refining Technique, the mid-level Qi Refining Technique with the wind attribute can double his attack speed and movement speed, which is much stronger than the popular version of the Qi Refining Technique.

And the sword technique he practiced was also a mid-level sword technique, Qingfeng Sword Technique, which also doubled his attack speed.

This is his Wu Ziqi's hole card, it is his Wu Ziqi's killer move, it is his mastery that he has never revealed, today in order to wash away the insult on his body, Wu Ziqi showed his hole cards, killing moves, and mastery, just to kill Xia Fan.

Only when you die can you wash away the insults you have imposed on me, and only then can you be worthy of the hole cards, killing moves, and mastery I exposed.

Die!

The blue light flashed over Xia Fan's eyes and cut at his throat, the skin on Xia Fan's neck was filled with a cold breath, and death was about to come.

The referee on the side of the ring was ready to block it, and he just needed Xia Fan to shout: "I'll let you lose!"

"Ding!"

With a flash of silver light, a giant axe two feet long and one foot wide blocked in front of Xia Fan's body, blocking the stab of the thin sword in Wu Ziqi's hand.

Wu Ziqi's speed was extremely fast, whether it was attack speed or movement, it was very fast, and at that moment, it had even surpassed the speed of the Zhuzhu Sword, which made Xia Fan feel surprised.

But it was just a surprise, Wu Ziqi's level of attack obviously couldn't catch Xia Fan off guard, and under the perception of his divine sense, all movements couldn't escape Xia Fan's eyes.

"Well, it's blocked? Damn, follow the wind and gather rain, kill!"

Wu Ziqi saw that his sword was blocked by Xia Fan, he couldn't help but be angry, his figure flashed, and he quickly swam around Xia Fan, conjuring countless cyan figures, and stabbing Xia Fan with a thin sword in his hand.

"Ding, ding, ding, ...

A series of rapid clashes, cyan sword light and silver axe flashed sharply in the ring, striking each other, bursting with countless sparks of lightning.

The familiar scene made Xia Fan smile in his heart, although the exercises and swordsmanship practiced by Wu Ziqi and Zhuzhu Sword were different, their essence was similar.

Although Wu Ziqi's speed is much faster than that of Zhuan Zhujian, Wu Ziqi's swordsmanship has not been practiced at home, and it is much worse than Zhuzhu Jianshang.

Therefore, Wu Ziqi has no role for Xia Fan.

"Zheng!"

"Ahh

"Boom!"

But it was Wu Ziqi who was cut off by Xia Fan with an axe, and then cut off several ribs, and fell to the ring, screaming. ...,

"Ah!" Wu Ziqi was seriously injured, but what made him even more unwilling was that he actually lost to Xia Fan: "Xia Fan, how can I lose to you, I have strong luck, I have great adventures, I am the protagonist of luck, how can I lose to you?"

"Hmph, when your first sword didn't kill me, you had already lost!" Xia Fan said.

"Did I lose? I lost?" Wu Ziqi vomited blood and shouted frantically: "How is it possible! How can I lose! Xia Fan, I haven't lost yet, I haven't died yet, I haven't lost, come on! Xia Fan, you come to kill me! You come to kill me!"

Xia Fan didn't kill Wu Ziqi, because he was no longer enough, and Xia Fan cut off several ribs, which could not be cured in a short time, and it was impossible for Wu Ziqi, who was seriously injured, to participate in the competition again.

If you can't participate in the competition, you will naturally lose the qualification to enter the county academy, and the gap with Xia Fan will only get farther and farther.

Obviously, Wu Ziqi also understands this, this is an ending that he cannot accept, and he would rather face death than accept this fact.

"Okay, good, good, good fight, Xia Fan, you are angry with my Xia family, now I see how the old man Wu is still rampant, hahaha!"

When Xia Fan returned to the Xia family's player seat, he was unexpectedly warmly welcomed by the Xia family's elders, and at the same time, the attitude of the Xia family's children towards Xia Fan also improved greatly.

After all, during this period of time, the ridicule of the Wu family embarrassed the children of the Xia family very much, and this time Xia Fan defeated Wu Ziqi, which can be said to be a slap in the face of the Wu family, winning glory for the Xia family and fighting for everyone.

And Xia Fan's strength is also there, except for the three geniuses of the Xia family and Xia Leilin, no one dares to say that they can beat him.

If you have strength, you will naturally be respected by others, which is the tradition of the Southern Wilderness Continent.

However, while feeling the enthusiasm of the clansmen, Xia Fan also felt dozens of malicious eyes coming from the adjacent seats, which were the seats of the Wu family's disciples.

The fourth round of the preliminary round of the junior martial arts competition is already a battle among the elites, and the strong opponents are like forests, Xia Jiabao was eliminated by ten people in this round, but Wu Jiabao's children were eliminated by more than 20 people.

In this way, the players who have not been eliminated in Wujiabao are several fewer than the children of the Xia family, and Wu Ziqi, who is a dark horse player, was seriously injured by Xia Fan, and he was also completely eliminated in the knockout round.

It can be said that today is the disaster day of Wujiabao, so how can you prevent Wujiabao's children from being malicious to Xia Fan.

However, for all this, Xia Fan didn't care at all, the Youth Martial Arts Competition is forbidden to fight in private, and it is also forbidden to retaliate and hurt people, and no one dares to break these regulations.

As the night fell, the fourth round of the competition finally ended, and there were still 2,812 players left who qualified for the preliminary round of the Junior Martial Arts Competition, and the next battle will become more and more intense.

And the bracket for the fifth round has also come out, and everyone has their own opponents, and they are all observing the reality of their opponents.

Xia Fan naturally had his own opponents, but when he saw the name of his opponent, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is it him?"