readx;? Three days later, the third round of assessment begins!

This time it was a knockout tournament in the ring, and there were no rules in the ring, until one side fell or conceded defeat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I have to say that this is very much in line with the fierce style of the Mongols.

By the end of this final round of assessments, there were only eight candidates. The opponent will be decided by drawing lots, and the person who wins three games in a row will become the Mongolian national division.

The lottery can be done by a person, and no one else is allowed to watch the competition. In this way, the candidates' martial arts skills can be protected from being revealed.

"Lord Wang, how is it?"

"Good signs. ”

The night before the competition, Ali Buge handed Mi Xiaoxia an ivory pick engraved with the word 'A'.

"Which one did the Ruyang Mansion draw?"

"C. ”

Mi Xiaoxia nodded slightly, that is to say, he did not meet Kutoutuo in the first round.

According to the announced rules, the ring competition will be held for three consecutive days, one a day. That is, eight candidates, none of whom have time to take a break to recover.

If Mi Xiaoxia encounters Kutoutuo in the first round, according to the agreement between them and the Ruyang Palace, Kutoutuo will directly abstain. In this way, Mi Xiaoxia can maintain ten percent of his strength and deal with the last two competitions.

But alas, his luck was not so good.

"You know who the other nail is in. ”

"I don't know at all. ”

Brother Ali spread his hands and smiled helplessly.

Of the eight candidates in this final round, except for one from the private sector, the remaining seven were supported by powerful princes and ministers. The strength of other supporters is not weaker than that of Ali Buge, and it is indeed difficult to find out the news.

"But there's news, which can be good news or bad news. ”

At this time, Ali Buge suddenly said.

Mi Xiaoxia looked at Ali Buge, did not interject, and waited for his next step.

"The man from the folk is named Miao Renfeng, known as the Golden-faced Buddha, and his swordsmanship is extremely superb. ”

Ali Buge sneered twice and continued.

But it's a pity that Miao Renfeng fought all the way in the audition, and when he squeezed into the top ten, he was already injured. By the time of the second assessment, his injuries worsened. Now that he is seriously injured, I am afraid that even a second-rate master will not be able to beat him. ”

"Miao Renfeng, how could he come to Mongolia to run for the national teacher......

Hearing this name, Mi Xiaoxia's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Miao Renfeng is a generation of heroes, broad-minded, jealous and hateful, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a person who is keen on fame and fortune. And although his nickname is the golden-faced Buddha, he is not a disciple of Buddhism, how could he run for an official position such as a national teacher, which is generally held by outsiders.

"It turns out that the Living Buddha knows this person, so his information can be read or not. ”

Ali Buge smiled, put a stack of materials on the table, and continued.

"But I don't know which stick Miao Renfeng drawn. If you happen to be met by a living Buddha, it would be great. If it's cheaper than other homes, that's bad news. ”

"No one can do anything about this kind of thing that is all about luck. ”

Mi Xiaoxia smiled, and then couldn't help asking.

"Since Miao Renfeng has no backer, and he is seriously injured now, does the prince plan to attack him?"

"Haha, it's not just me, the other six families also have this meaning. As long as you get rid of this person in advance, whoever encounters him will have a bye. ”

Ali Buge looked up and laughed twice, but then waved his hand again.

"But Miao Renfeng has already been injured like that ghost, so there is no need to make another move, so as not to displease the emperor. ”

Mi Xiaoxia nodded slightly, it is indeed the same reason. In this way, at least tonight, Miao Renfeng should not be in danger.

Tomorrow is the third round of assessment, Ali Buge didn't bother Mi Xiaoxia too much, and after a few more chats, he left and left.

"Golden Miao Buddha Miao Ren Feng...... Why did he stir up this troubled water......"

After Brother Ali Buge left, Mi Xiaoxia took Miao Renfeng's information and wondered in his heart.

But then again, what does it have to do with him? This river and lake is very big, and there are as many chivalrous people as a carp crossing the river, no matter how big Mi Xiaoxia's ability is, it is impossible to take care of them one by one.

Moreover, since Zhang Wuji's temperament has changed, others may not be the same as in the original book.

Mi Xiaoxia read Miao Renfeng's information, didn't think about it anymore, went to bed, and prepared for tomorrow's competition.

After all, the last eight people are at least first-class masters.

After a night without words, early the next morning, Mi Xiaoxia got up and washed, ate some breakfast, and took a carriage to the assessment site.

This last round of assessment was held in the west of the city, which was originally a place to review and train soldiers. Therefore, around the school grounds, there are troops stationed all year round.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Mi Xiaoxia came to the west of the city.

"Living Buddha, please enter the ring by yourself according to the sign. ”

After getting out of the car, a eunuch with a team of soldiers stepped forward and said respectfully.

Mi Xiaoxia glanced at it, and saw that the campus of Nuoda University was divided into four areas by the curtain, and in front of the entrance of each area, there were the words A, B, C, and D.

What made Mi Xiaoxia care was that on the periphery of each area, there was a soldier standing every half a meter, firmly surrounding each area.

It is not difficult to guess that this should be a deliberate protective arrangement to prevent others from snooping on the competition and seeking intelligence.

In fact, in order to ensure the number of martial arts of the candidates, they will not be known by the opponent in advance. Before entering, the campaigner's supporters are cleared from the crowd and are not allowed to prying eyes.

And during the competition, supporters will also arrange manpower outside to prevent the other party from doing tricks and feet, or the prying eyes of other companies.

I have to say that although this is a one-on-one ring competition, in fact, it is also a consideration of the strength of supporters.

"I don't know who this first opponent will be......"

Cheering up, Mi Xiaoxia had already come to the entrance of the A-shaped area, took a deep breath, opened the curtain and walked in.

"It's ......"

After entering, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw a field hundreds of meters square, where there was a ring, there was only an open space. Could it be that in this curtain, the field hundreds of meters square is the so-called ring?

But think about it, both sides of the competition are at least first-class masters. And the higher the martial arts, the more various categories there are. That kind of palm-sized ring is really not suitable for real masters.

And this kind of wide space can be used as you like.

Mi Xiaoxia nodded secretly, and then looked towards the center of the field, only to see a middle-aged man already standing there, this is his opponent.

"In Xia Mi Xiaoxia, please ask for the surname. ”

Walking to the center of the field, Mi Xiaoxia glanced at the person, it was indeed a golden title, but he didn't know it, and he hugged his fists and said.

"Under Miao Renfeng. ”

The other party's tiger eyes also looked at Mi Xiaoxia and said in a deep voice.

Miao?

Miao!

Mi Xiaoxia was stunned again, he was so lucky that he won this award!

Then take a closer look, and sure enough, although Miao Renfeng is extraordinary, her face is ruddy and pale. It should be that he had already exercised his breath last night, but the injury was too serious, and he could only cover it up on the surface.

Miao Renfeng is a typical chivalrous warrior with strong martial arts, known as 'invincible opponent all over the world'. But this is not the rivers and lakes of 'Flying Fox', and he is now seriously injured, and he is definitely not Mi Xiaoxia's opponent.

"Miao Daxia, I have heard of your deeds and respect you for being a good man. So, can you throw in the towel? ”

Looking at Miao Renfeng, Mi Xiaoxia spoke.

There was no one else in this place but the two of them. As I said before, there are no rules in the ring. Even if Mi Xiaoxia kills Miao Renfeng here, there is nothing wrong with it!

"Little brother, thank you for your kindness, but I have to run for this bullshit national teacher this time. ”

Miao Renfeng glanced at Mi Xiaoxia and shook his head.

"So, I can't throw in the towel. ”

"Dead ducks have hard beaks. ”

Mi Xiaoxia pursed his lips, these so-called heroes are stinky, and then pulled out the Chiyan Sword on his waist.

Since there are no rules, you can naturally bring your own weapons inside.

The Chiyan Sword came out of its sheath, and within a hundred meters of the surrounding area, a blazing heat was instantly felt. Miao Renfeng looked at the Chiyan Sword, his eyes widened instantly, he had already seen that this was a rare divine weapon!

Although Miao Renfeng's saber is not bad, it is just an ordinary famous weapon. On the blade, he has already lost a chip.

"Please advise Miao Daxia!"

The Chiyan sword was unsheathed, Mi Xiaoxia snorted lightly, and immediately attacked.

But Mi Xiaoxia did not attack Miao Renfeng, but stabbed a few times in the air. These few times seem to be unremarkable, but they are actually using the sword-breaking style in the Dugu Nine Swords.

Moreover, Mi Xiaoxia has been comprehending the sword and demon sword intent for some time, and the sword intent in this sword technique has become more and more profound.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Seeing this, Miao Renfeng couldn't help but shout loudly.

He is also a swordman, so he can naturally see the subtlety of these swordsmanship. For a while, his face was full of intoxication, as if he was reminiscing about the swords of Mi Xiaoxia just now. At the same time, I have to admit that Mi Xiaoxia's swordsmanship is still above him.

In terms of swordsmanship moves, Miao Renfeng lost again.

"The little brother is young, but he has such swordsmanship, Miao admires. But, even so, I can't throw in the towel. ”

After a while, Miao Renfeng said again, still resolute.

"How about Miao Daxia stabbing me with a sword?"

The Chiyan sword was returned to its sheath, and Mi Xiaoxia looked at Miao Renfeng with a smile.

“...... That Miao is offended!"

Miao Renfeng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and pulled out the long sword at his waist.

The next moment, with Miao Renfeng's soft drink, the sword came out like lightning, the sword light flashed, and the long sword had already stabbed Mi Xiaoxia's throat.

I have to say that the Miao family's swordsmanship is really powerful!

But the long sword is also here, and Mi Xiaoxia holds the tip of the sword with two fingers. Miao Renfeng didn't even see how Mi Xiaoxia made a move, but his sword had already been clamped.

Miao Renfeng tried to urge the internal force, but the long sword was just half an inch.

For a while, Miao Renfeng was shocked again, although he was seriously injured, and his internal strength was greatly reduced. But with the strength from Mi Xiaoxia's fingers, even when he was in his prime, I am afraid that his strength is not as good as Mi Xiaoxia.

In this way, Miao Renfeng lost again.

"Miao Daxia, now you can deny losing. ”

Two fingers clamped the long sword, Mi Xiaoxia flicked the index finger of his other hand, and a purple gold flying sword shot out from the cuff, and then stopped suddenly, hanging in the air and pointing at Miao Renfeng's throat.

Miao Renfeng's throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After seeing this scene, he was completely dumbfounded. Originally, he wanted to hold on, but now where is the need for this.

"The little brother's martial arts are high, Miao is rare in his life, admit defeat, admit defeat!"

Miao Renfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, but stared at Mi Xiaoxia with shining eyes.