Arknights is too real, right?

After defeating Meisha, although Xia Feng's next few opponents were very strong, they were undoubtedly not as strong as him. Of course, they all won without any suspense.

As the sun sets, the first day of the swordsmanship competition comes to a successful conclusion.

The entire Black Feather's results on the first day were very good. Except for Turtle and the others who took the initiative to admit defeat, the rest of Franka and others won consecutively.

However, because there were too many arenas, they didn't have much time to observe their opponents. Franka, Lang Mie, and Sanwa were unlucky enough to be placed in the same group.

I haven't seen the mysterious swordsman next to Kahn before, and I don't know which group he is in. Only Sun Fugui said that there is a very powerful person in his group who deserves special attention.

After all, this is only the first day, there are too many people, chaos is normal.

Starting from tomorrow, the number of players will begin to decrease sharply. A large number of players who have lost consecutive games or are unable to continue the game due to injuries will be eliminated. More and more masters will encounter each other.

There was no talking all night. The Royal Academy arranged secluded accommodation for all the players so that they would not interfere with each other and personal information was well protected.

In order to maintain a good competition condition, Xia Feng asked everyone to rest early and continue fighting tomorrow.

the next day.

The weather is still cloudless, and the temperature in Victoria has been warming up again and again in the past few days. Both the players and the audience feel extremely comfortable.

Today everyone will still compete in their respective groups. Xia Feng is still on stage 7, but compared to yesterday, the number of players has been significantly reduced by almost half.

"No. 38, No. 38!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"You're the first one today."

"okay!"

Xia Feng met a ruthless person in today's first game.

This guy is said to be the squad leader of the Central Military Special Forces. As soon as he came on the stage, he immediately attracted cheers from the soldiers.

"Boom!"

Game start.

Compared with civilian martial arts masters, soldiers of the special forces do not have many flashy moves, and focus more on actual combat. The weapon this man uses is shorter than an ordinary saber. It should be a close-quarters dagger used in special operations.

Weapons are dead, people are alive, and there are no fixed moves. A real master will change his combat method according to his own weapons and the opponent's situation. This special soldier obviously understands this very well.

Because he saw that Xia Feng was also using a short sword, he did not engage in close combat as usual. Instead, he kept harassing and probing in an attempt to find Xia Feng's weaknesses.

But what disappointed him was that Xia Feng seemed to have no weaknesses, or maybe he was full of weaknesses.

To put it bluntly, you don't defend when you should defend, and you blindly slash when you shouldn't blindly draw the sword. It's completely unorganized and looks like a fool.

After several rounds, the man finally made up his mind. The temptation was over, and he would use his next move to kill him.

With a coquettish feint, the man walked around Xia Feng's side, switched the short knife from his right hand to his left hand, and stabbed Xia Feng's armpit hard with the blade.

Xia Fengren did not move, but the Shenyue Sword changed from his left hand to his right hand just like the man.

"drop!"

An illusory picture of water dripping appeared in his mind. It was a move he had practiced countless times in the yard.

This man's sword was extremely fast, but in Xia Feng's eyes, it was as slow as a windmill in a turtle fish tank.

"Sad Autumn Li Yu, the first style."

With a flash of cold light, Xia Fengjing slashed out three swords among the lightning and flint.

Just like cutting incense repeated countless times without stopping, these three swords move like lightning and stop at the click.

"Puff puff!"

Three blood marks exploded on the man's arm, causing the blade he stabbed to deflect.

The special soldier didn't see what was happening at all. He only felt a sudden sharp pain on his arm. In one breath, Xia Feng had already passed him.

"Puff puff!"

Three more cuts, and blood mist erupted from the man's back. When he endured the pain and gritted his teeth to stand firm, there was no one behind him.

"Ding!"

There was a cold touch on his neck, and the Shenyue Knife was already at his throat.

The referee's voice came.

"No. 38, win!"

Victory or defeat is decided.

The special soldier endured the pain on his arms and back with a look of dissatisfaction. He felt that he had been tricked, and then he spat out sweet words.

"You were pretending to be crazy just now. You looked like a fool. Are you imitating other people's behavior of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

Xia Feng stuck out his tongue and replied with the most disgusting expression.

"This is not called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. To tell you the truth, I don't understand the moves at all. I only know this one move, and I just learned it. Hey, who can let me have a good master?"

Later, the injured player was picked up by medical staff, and the referee announced Xia Feng's victory.

Other arenas on the other side.

Not surprisingly, Lang Mie and the others defeated their opponents respectively, but compared to the first day, the victory was no longer so easy.

As more masters were gradually exposed, the situation became erratic, and even the reporters who reported simultaneously became cautious.

Now they no longer dare to cheat casually. Everyone seems to be very strong. They are afraid that the player they just liked will be killed in the next game.

However, there is a consistent alternative in Arena No. 5.

"ah!"

A strong man over 2 meters tall was defeated in one round and was knocked off the field for some reason.

On the ring, Xiao Yunye was wearing cloth clothes, and the sword in his hand had never been unsheathed.

"No. 17, win!"

After Xiao Yunye stepped down from the stage, reporters immediately gathered around him.

A female reporter holds a microphone.

"Sir, I am a reporter from the Victoria People's Weekly. I would like to interview you. Why do you not draw your sword every time you compete? Is this intentional?"

Xiao Yunye looked indifferent and indifferent.

"Whether I draw my sword or not, it's the same to Xiao. I just want to win, but I don't want to hurt anyone."

afternoon.

Xia Feng has completed all the games today and won them all very smoothly. It seems that he is really lucky. There are really no monster-level opponents in Group 7.

Once his game was over, he had more time to watch.

Suddenly, a short but energetic girl on the 4th stage attracted his attention.

The girl has silver hair, long ears and a bushy tail, and looks like an energetic pony.

As soon as she took the stage, she shouted confidently.

"Victoria Mounted Police, enter Granny!"

Hearing this name, Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses.

is her!

Although she was not holding her spear, Xia Feng was able to determine her identity based on her appearance and name. She was Grani!

Granny is a citizen of Victoria, and it seems that this sword competition attracted her.

Xia Feng looked happy and immediately called Turtle over who was buying marshmallows next to him.

"Turtle, come on!"

The turtle came running like crazy.

"Ah! Come on, come on, big windmill, do you want to eat?"

Xia Feng took the marshmallow and pointed at the happy pony on the ring.

"I know that person, let's cheer her up quickly."

"Oh well."

Xia Feng and Guigui stood in the audience, shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Pony, come on!"

"I don't know Sister Pony, come on!"

After Grani's game, Xia Feng took the initiative to chat with her.

But there was nothing to say. After all, they were familiar strangers. Grani just thanked Xia Feng for cheering her in the audience, and then left.

Dusk.

The second day of the group stage was almost coming to an end. Xia Feng was sitting in the rest area of ​​Arena No. 7, waiting for everyone to come to him after they finished.

At this time, he saw Senior Du Wei limping by with a cane.

"Senior Du Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Xia Feng's voice, Du Wei sat next to him with a depressed look.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!"

At this time, one of Du Wei's legs was wrapped with gauze, and the skin on his face was broken. It looked like he had rolled down a hillside.

"Senior Du Wei, what did you do? Did you lose?"

Du Wei said with a grin.

"Hey, don't mention it. Today was going smoothly, but I didn't expect that I met a scary woman in the last scene."

"woman?"

Du Wei also felt a little embarrassed, so he quietly moved his face next to Xia Feng.

"Xia Feng, actually you can't blame me for being too weak. That woman's moves are very strange. This is the first time in my life that I've seen that way of swinging a sword."

Xia Feng looked curious.

"In what way?"

"Well, what should I say? Have you ever seen a bottom-up sword technique?"

Before Xia Feng could react, A Guang, who was eavesdropping next to him, burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, from the bottom up, isn't that golf?"

As the saying goes, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Xia Feng was stunned when he heard Aguang mention golf.

Damn it? No way!

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance in the direction of the ring. It sounded like an excavator digging away at an illegal building.

Xia Feng felt his feet tremble, and he immediately turned his attention to the direction of the loud noise.

Arena No. 4 in the distance.

A match was going on in the huge arena, but at this moment there was only one person left on the stage, and a large hole that had been opened.

As for her opponent, she had been knocked into the sky.

Faced with this inhumanly tyrannical force, the audience was in an uproar.

"boom!"

The exaggerated giant sword easily broke through the stone bricks of the arena and penetrated deeply into his side.

The referee also had a shocked expression on his face and announced with a trembling voice.

"No. 552, win."

On the ring, the owner of the giant sword wore a black hat, and his silver hair hung down to his calf. Under the cloak, his indifferent face seemed to have seen the end of the world across the vast sea.

Xia Feng stared blankly at the familiar figure on the distant stage. He was completely confused and muttered to himself.

"Why...will she come?"

Du Wei next to him also looked in the direction of the distant arena.

"Yes, yes, that's her. I was knocked away by her sword this morning, Xia Feng, eh? What's your expression? Do you know who she is?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Xia Feng showed a solemn expression.

He stared closely at the man in the ring in the distance.

"Deep Sea Hunter. No, her current identity should be a bounty hunter."