Chapter 25: The Second Round of Fighting

"Hunting Springs?"

Not to mention that the crowd in the audience had never heard of this name, even the number one weapons dealer Wang Jing shook his head and said that he didn't know. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Could it be that this man is a newly raised Soldier Forger?"

The large square, which was extremely quiet, erupted into a cacophony of noises.

For these people, even if the weapon is good and strong, it is not important, what really shocked them is that this weapon was cast by an unknown soldier caster, but this surprise is of course somewhat related to the Tao family, because although the Tao family is not weak, it is also a family that is not necessarily strong.

As for Tao Zhishou, he was even more ignorant, so he had to look at Gu Cheng with doubts, and said, "Little brother, is there really such a god behind Elder Ouyang?"

Without waiting for Gu Cheng to answer, Zhenzhi had already preemptively said: "Of course, this person is not only a hidden soldier caster, but also a person who advises behind Elder Ouyang, now this is only the first big drama arranged by Lord Liequan, as for the second big scene, please wait and see Lord Tao." ā€

Zhenzhi and Gu Cheng on the side looked at each other and smiled.

In this venue, in addition to Zhenzhi and others, only Dong Xiquan and Xia Hongyuan are left to be familiar with this name.

Hunting Springs means hunting Dong Xiquan!

Xia Hongyuan had secretly determined that Gu Cheng really came to take out this sword to win the leader, as for how Gu Cheng stole the bone fragments to cast this sword, he couldn't guess, but it didn't mean that he was indifferent.

"Elder Dong, I will be invited to play in person in the next round. Xia Hongyuan looked at Dong Xiquan and said in a deep voice.

"But... Hongyuan, are you injured?" Dong Xiquan said with slight surprise.

"It was a small injury, but I could handle it. Xia Hongyuan held back the anger in his heart, and subconsciously covered his wound.

His injury was still serious, but he kept playing.

Because he wanted to kill Gu Cheng! This kind of thought was so strong that he couldn't control his reason.

"If Hongyuan is on the field in person, then I will be less worried. Dong Xiquan's frowning brows loosened and said.

In front of the cage, Wang Jing reluctantly planted himself back into the soil, and with the support of several cronies, he walked back to the high platform.

Wang Jing stood on the high platform and announced loudly: "The first round of the competition has passed, and the Tao family has won the first round! Next will be the second round of the competition, a competition of people and soldiers!"

"Now let me talk about the rules of the second round of the competition, this competition will end with a five-move competition, and the contestants are not allowed to use martial arts, let alone use cultivation. This is a duel between weapons. ā€

"The next competition will be in the form of a war of attrition, from the results of the first round of the competition to divide the first, two, three, four, five, from the fifth place to the fourth place, the winner of the two will challenge the third place, until the first place. ā€

That is, the fifth-place Acropolis warriors will first compete with the fourth-place Kuzen Temple, and the winner will challenge the third-place Nagafeng Dart game, and so on, until the final first place is decided. ā€

Wang Jing explained that to this point, everyone is already quite clear about the rules. This may seem like an unfair rule, but that's the reality, after all, the first round is all about deciding the order. Even if it's unfair, you can only blame yourself for not being as good as others. Of course, this is much easier for Gu Cheng, who won the first place in the first round, and he only needs to compete with the duel.

"What happens if I miss a fight and accidentally kill my opponent?" It turned out to be the new elder from the Dry Zen Academy, Zheng Xiuping!

If this came from someone else's mouth, there would definitely be many people who disdained his arrogance, but if Zheng Xiuping said it, it would be different. Although Zheng Xiuping is the new elder of the Kuzen Academy, he is already a famous swordsmith in the Southern Regions, and the weapons under his hands have been stained with countless drops of blood.

"If you are afraid of death, is it still called a competition? Only by having no distractions can you achieve the realm of unity between man and soldier, and this is the competition!" Wang Jing replied calmly.

Wang Jing said this, and no one in the audience dared to think that this was just a child's play.

Seeing that no one asked any more questions, Wang Jing waved his sleeves and said, "Now, the second round of the competition will start immediately, please ask the Acropolis warriors and the Kuzen Academy to send their respective warriors to compete." ā€

At the guest seat, Yu Zifu said to Zheng Xiuping: "Xiuping, you are familiar with the silkworm cherry spear, this round is up to you." ā€

"I will live up to Dean Yu's expectations. Zheng Xiuping sneered.

"You have to keep in mind this time, our biggest enemy is the Spirit Soldier Pavilion, we must save that hand to deal with the Spirit Soldier Pavilion, if we can defeat the artifact of the Spirit Soldier Pavilion, there is no doubt that the upper class of the entire Liancheng will cage our Dry Zen Temple, this is a golden opportunity! As for the Tao family, it would be even better if we could kill the lives of the fighters. Yu Zifu sneered.

"Yes!"

Zheng Xiuping then turned around and jumped down the steps and jumped into the armory.

I'm coming! I'm going to fight the world!

Zheng Xiuping looked at Wang Jing, waiting for him to suppress his cultivation.

Under Wang Jing's instructions, an attendant walked up to Zheng Xiuping and tied a strap around Zheng Xiuping's waist.

This is a binding belt that suppresses cultivation, called the binding belt.

After the belt was tied tightly, Zheng Xiuping walked to the cage, took a breath, and held the silkworm cherry spear body with one hand.

"Whew-"

The silkworm spear planted in the dirt was pulled out, drawing a half-moon arc. The spear is provoked, stabbed out, and retracted, and a set of movements is extremely smooth.

"I, Zheng Xiuping, represent the dry Zen Academy. Zheng Xiuping's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he looked at the Acropolis warriors sitting in the guest seat.

With their eyes staggered, a figure beside the commander of the Acropolis took the initiative to stand up and said loudly: "I will fight this round!"

The young man then jumped onto the armory, and after tying up the belt, he stepped over to the cage and pulled out the blazing stone axe from the dirt.

The young man stared at Zheng Xiuping and said, "I'm Fang Size, Brother Xiuping, if Fang Mou misses a little during the competition, please forgive me..."

"Whoosh-"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Xiuping had already stabbed out the spear first, stabbed out several spears in a row, suppressed Fang Size, and directly blocked Fang Size's counterattack.

"Whoosh whoosh. ā€

Zheng Xiuping took six or seven steps forward, accompanied by a spear, stabbing out a series of afterimages, which seemed to be invisible, but in fact, they would enter the flesh for three points as soon as they touched it, which forced Fang Size to retreat step by step, and finally retreated to the edge of the weapon field.

Although Gu Cheng only knew a little bit about martial arts, he could clearly see that this Zheng Xiuping was much stronger than Fang Size. Although the rules of the tournament stipulate that neither side is allowed to use cultivation and martial arts, so neither of them can use cultivation or martial arts, but sometimes a person's strength cannot be judged entirely by cultivation, and experience and combat skills are also an important factor. Zheng Xiuping's fighting style is like that of a desperate madman, but every move is grounded, and from these two points alone, Gu Cheng can be sure that Zheng Xiuping is a perennial killer.

Although Fang Size was blindly suppressed, he was still the representative of the Acropolis warriors after all, how could he not have a bottom move?