Chapter 113: The final of the martial arts competition
On the day of the erection, Mo Xuan and the five people came to the venue again, after drinking and talking last night, the vulture bone was officially integrated into the collective, and, after everyone's enlightenment and encouragement, the vulture bone regained confidence, although the face was still calm, but there was a strong self-confidence in the eyes, and there was no longer the previous feeling of inferiority and self-pity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Today's Ghost Dragon Club has removed the hundred small rings, leaving only the large rings with a diameter range of about 100 steps in the middle.
After waiting for half an hour, a middle-aged man walked into the ring, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "I, Yuan Qingping, of the Yuan family, am the referee of this martial arts competition, first of all, congratulations to all of you Junjie for officially entering the martial arts list after yesterday's competition!"
"Martial Dragon Bang, I really envy them!"
"Yes, as long as you enter the martial dragon list, you will be compiled into books and spread throughout the ghost wheel hell."
As soon as Yuan Qingping's words fell, the audience resounded with discussions, and the words were full of yearning for entering the martial arts list and envy of entering the top 100 players, and the young people who were already on the list raised their heads proudly, enjoying the admiration of everyone.
Yuan Qingping waved his hand, suppressed the discussion in the audience, and continued: "Next, we will carry out the ranking battle of the martial dragon list, and the final top ten martial arts strongest heroes, and tell you a good news, our wheel king is paying attention to everyone at this time, at that time, we will select the outstanding ones from among you to enter the army, so, please work hard, okay, don't talk nonsense, the final of the Ghost Dragon Club martial arts competition has officially begun!
The final martial arts competition needs to be played against ten people per person, and you will register the victory or defeat of these ten games, and finally rank according to the results, while the opponent needs to be decided by lottery, try a game, draw lots, and if you draw the same number as the previous game, you will draw lots again.
After most of the day, it finally ended, in Mo Xuan's opinion, the boring game, except for Zhang Xin, the three lost two games and missed the finals, Mo Xuan, Li Xuanba and Wutu continued to maintain a winning record and entered the top ten.
The top ten have been released, it is to start the final challenge, Mo Xuan stood on the stage, looking at the dense crowd under the stage, feeling their burning enthusiasm, enjoying the worship and admiration from them, the blood in his chest couldn't help but be a little surging, although Mo Xuan was resolute, but after all, he was only a teenager.
In the crowd of people, Yuan He stared at Mo Xuan in the middle position, with a trace of jealousy and yin in his eyes, once upon a time, he was also one of them, accepting the worship of young people from all over the world, and being regarded as an idol by them, but now that he is older, he has no chance to participate in the competition.
Although he couldn't be on the stage, but seeing Mo Xuan standing proudly in it, Yuan He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart, and when he was thinking in his heart, he turned his eyes to one of the people on the stage, and secretly cast a look at him, the person who was watched by Yuan He looked at his appearance, but it was a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, the young man was wearing a white Jinwu robe, his long hair was draped behind him casually, his long eyebrows were clear, and his eyes were bright.
Feeling Yuan He's eyes, the young man struggled, but he seemed to think of something, and a trace of helplessness and pain appeared in his eyes, so he could only nod to Yuan He.
Yuan He smiled with satisfaction, his eyes turned off Mo Xuan without moving, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, as if Mo Xuan was already a dead man in his eyes, because only he knew how terrifying that young man's swordsmanship was.
Mo Xuan felt something, turned his head to look, and when he saw Yuan He's figure, his eagle eyes shrank slightly, and then smiled disdainfully.
"Next, there is the challenge, if you are full of confidence in your martial arts, you can start the challenge now! I will order one at random, who will challenge this one? Hurry up to the stage, give priority to the two who stand on the stage, and only then will you have the opportunity to challenge them. Yuan Qingping, pointing a little at the finger and looking rude, shouted loudly.
"I'm going to challenge him!"
"I'm coming!"
"Get out of the way of the front, quick!"
......
As soon as Yuan Qingping's words fell, the audience resounded one after another in response, and more than a dozen young people tried to squeeze through the crowd and rushed to the stage.
The Ghost Dragon Club martial arts competition is only held once in three years, and he lost the opportunity to stand on the stage because of negligence or other reasons, but fortunately, there is only one chance in the end, if he can successfully defeat any one on the stage and squeeze into the top ten, then his name will resound throughout the ghost wheel hell, and even directly enter the upper echelons of the army, command the army, so tempting, how can the arrogant young people give up.
Mo Xuan looked at the chaotic scene and pouted speechlessly, although he knew that the young people in the audience were all arrogant people and disobeyed anyone, but even if you were arrogant, it depended on the situation, the ten people who can stand on the stage now, which one did not break through from the 10,000-person round battle, and then the rest of the 100-person battle, maybe some of them did rely on a little luck, but what really depended on personal strength.
Sure enough, when Mo Xuan sighed in his heart, the two young men who rushed to the ring first were kicked off the stage by that rough young man, and there was no comparison at all.
"Okay, the first of the ten has been confirmed, and the next second place, is there anyone to challenge?" Yuan Qingping saw that the battle situation had been decided, nodded, and then pointed at the other person and asked loudly.
Perhaps it was the cruel reality just now that calmed the minds of the young people in the audience, but this time, less than half of the people who responded were less than half of the people in front.
The challenge continued, and when it was Mo Xuan's turn to stand up, there was silence in response, no matter how Yuan Qingping screamed, no one stood on the stage, because everyone knew that this guy with a black iron mask was not only not weak in martial arts, but also black, didn't you see that the guy named Ding Tianyu hadn't woken up yet?
Moreover, the other guy who also wore a mask, but was more violent than this one, and the guy who was ugly but powerful, was obviously in league with this person.
If you accidentally lose, you will be seriously injured, but if you win, you can't be happy, because those two terrifying guys will definitely launch a fierce attack on him at that time, with the earth-shattering violence of the two of them, how can ordinary people resist, and if they are accidentally rubbed to the point that they may vomit blood and be seriously injured, this has created a challenge scene where no one is on stage.
Next, when Li Xuanba and the vulture stepped forward, there was even more silence below, and the strange scene made Yuan Qingping secretly cry strange.
"Okay, now there are the last two left, the first one is this young man, the opportunity is about to pass, you have to grasp it!" Yuan Qingping shook his head, shook off the doubts in his mind, took a step forward, and said loudly, with Yuan Qingping's words, the handsome young man standing at the back of the crowd slowly stood up.
What a strong sword aura!
When Mo Xuan saw the young man, his whole body was shocked, his eyes were filled with horror, and his face was slowly solemn at this moment. (To be continued.) )