Chapter 44: Guessing the Ranking

Seeing that everyone had arrived, General Guo walked to the front of the general stage and spoke loudly, asking the top 400 participants to get ready, and the second round of the martial arts competition will start immediately.

The second round of this tournament is a one-on-one ring battle, and the ring battle will be divided into ten groups of 40 people each.

The opponents of this competition are all determined by drawing, first draw ten groups, and then draw the battle number, which two people's numbers are drawn, those two people will go to the stage to fight, and are knocked out of the ring and automatically admit defeat as defeat, the winner stays, and the loser is eliminated directly.

Hearing this, all the contestants made a voice of grievance, just one game, directly deciding the victory or defeat, which is too unfair.

When General Guo saw it, he already knew that this would be the result.

Yes, maybe you will think it is unfair, but I want to tell you that there is only strength in this world, there is no fairness, you are strong, what you say is fair, otherwise, you can only accept it.

Well, without further ado, now the game is officially underway.

As the words fell, the audience in the square began to talk about it, and I was really looking forward to seeing a one-on-one battle today!

Next to the point platform, dozens of royal forest soldiers have already begun to arrange the lottery grouping, and then issue number plates for 400 participants to draw lots.

Qin Hua drew the seventh number of the third group, looked up at the other rings, and found that Xiao Xuan'er was in the fifth group.

Then a referee came up in each ring, and each of them was a powerhouse of the eighth-level realm of the Martial King.

The first group, the fourth against the twenty-seventh.

The second group, the fifth against the thirty-eighth.

The third group, seven against forty-two.

Group 4,......

Hearing this, the contestants each walked onto the group stage and fought with their opponents.

The first game of the third group happened to be Qin Hua, the opponent didn't know him, but the realm was not low, he had reached the ninth level of the martial arts realm, but he didn't have enough to see him at all.

When the referee saw that both of them had come to the stage, he immediately ordered the game to begin.

"Bunching Punch!"

The other party was not polite at all, as soon as the referee's voice fell, he immediately took the preemptive action, jumped up with his body, and smashed Qin Hua with a punch.

Seeing this, Qin Hua casually raised his hand and threw a punch, and immediately collided with the opponent's fist.

"Bang!"

The aura exploded, and the participating disciple retreated more than ten meters away, Qin Hua saw this one and came to the opponent, and once again threw a punch at will!

The opponent had just stood firm, and was instantly repelled more than ten meters, and one was not careful, and fell directly into the ring, easily winning the opener.

A match usually ends in ten minutes, and it is rare for two people to fight for a long time with equal strength.

There was no match on Qin Hua's side, so he began to wander around the ring to watch the battle, wanting to see if anyone could threaten him.

However, now that the game has just begun, basically the opponents are uneven in strength, and the difference is very large, and it is easy to decide the winner.

For example, the martial cultivator who is fighting with Xiao Xuan'er in the fifth group of rings now, the opponent is only at the sixth-level realm of the Martial Sect, and she will let him surrender directly just because of the coercion of the Martial King realm.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the first game of each group ended smoothly, eliminating 200 people, and the elation of the promotion, the defeat was depressed, and they could only leave silently.

Then he rested for half an hour to allow the participants to recover their aura and physical strength.

Soon, half an hour passed, General Guo came to the stage, the first competition ended, and the next began to enter the second game, the rules of the second game were the same as the first game, and the final winner entered the top 100.

The voice fell, and then the contestants began to draw lots again.

Not long after, it was Qin Hua's turn to play again, and this time he was fighting against a burly, two-meter-tall, eighth-level martial arts master, holding a long stick in his hand, weighing at least nearly a thousand catties.

Qin Hua looked at the other party, and the other party also looked at him, at this time, the burly young man suddenly spoke, boy, you should admit defeat obediently when you meet me!

This burly young man's name is Zhang Deng, he is eighteen years old this year, probably because he is older than many contestants and has a few more years of combat experience, so this battle gives him a lot of confidence.

It's just that this time his luck was unlucky to get home, and he actually met Qin Hua.

On the stage, Xia Yongguo looked at Qin Hua, smiled at General Guo on the side and said, this little guy is Qin Hua who was the first round leader, right?

"Your Majesty, it was this young man who won the first place."

Xia Yongguo nodded, looking at the many civil and military officials below, all Aiqing, it's not interesting to just sit and watch, why don't we play a game and increase our interest?

I wonder if the emperor has any good ideas?

The next gray-haired old man immediately asked respectfully!

Let's guess how many places this Qin Hua can enter in this martial arts competition, whoever is closest will win, and the winner will be greatly rewarded!

"Well, let's just reward a book of Heavenly Rank mid-grade martial arts!"

"What?"

The ministers were shocked when they heard this, and they couldn't find a few copies of the mid-grade martial arts in the entire Great Xia Empire, but the emperor was willing to take them out as a reward, which was enough to see the importance he attached to this young man.

The face of the head of the Ma family in the audience was calm, but he sneered in his heart, he knew very well in his heart that Qin Hua would not live long.

Seeing that the emperor valued Qin Hua so much, he immediately chuckled, Your Majesty, the second round is not as good as the first round, now it is the actual combat of real swords and real guns, with his first-level realm of martial arts, if he wants to overwhelm the crowd, he may still lack shortcomings.

So I think he's in the round of 16 at most.

As soon as the words fell, a minister also nodded in agreement, I think what Ma Gong said is reasonable, and I also bet that he will enter the top 16 at most.

Subsequently, all the ministers followed suit, and they all thought that it was basically impossible for a Martial King to defeat those genius Martial King Martial King Level 3 or 4 realms, but there were also speculations that Qin Hua would enter the top eight at most.

Xia Yongguo saw that everyone expressed their opinions, and they all thought that they could only stop at the top eight at most, and then looked at General Guo, I don't know what Guo Aiqing thinks?

Your Majesty, the minister believes that the position of champion must be obtained by that Qin Hua.

"Uh...!"

Xia Yongguo was surprised and asked curiously, why is General Guo so sure?

Chen, when I saw this Qin Hua for the first time, I noticed that no matter who this person was facing, he was always talking and laughing, which made me have an intuition, this young man is not simple, so I boldly guessed that he was the champion!

Xia Yongguo laughed when he heard this, what the hell is, let's wait and see!

"Boom!"

On the stage, Zhang Deng had already launched an attack, and his body technique "Flying Shadow Step" was displayed, and the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant, and when he appeared again, he had already come to Qin Hua's right side, and the long stick in his hand slammed down on his right shoulder.

"Hehe, it should be good to see the strength, but it's useless to me, so let me go down!"

The same method of "stepping on the snow without a shadow" was performed, and he instantly came behind Zhang Deng and kicked him on the buttocks.

Zhang Deng felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and then found himself with his feet off the ground, and began to complete a graceful parabola in the air.

"Plop!"

He fell heavily to the ground, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had fallen under the ring.