"Okay, you all step back, the same sentence, remember that the secret technique is not to be publicized, I will send the secret technique to the elders and send it to the library in our sect." After Guo Xiang finished speaking, she waved her hand They back off.

Text Chapter 937 Competition

"Yes, this disciple will bear in mind the teachings of the master!" After saying that, Xiaobai and the others exited the inner hall and went out.

After Xiaobai and the others left, the master and Xu Yingying were still in the hall. Guo Xiang looked at these precious books of secret arts, looked at the backs of Xiaobai and the others as they left, and said to Xu Yingying that these books can still be made. He is very talented and has a pure nature. I hope he can make a difference in the future.

"Well, yes, among the disciples who came in, they are indeed quite outstanding." Xu Yingying responded to Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang patted Xu Yingying on the shoulder and entrusted her with a heavy responsibility: "The martial arts competition is coming soon, so let's train them more with refreshments, hoping to win a place in the martial arts competition."

The matter of the secret art has been properly settled, and it can be regarded as an end, and it should be carefully prepared for the martial arts meeting in a month's time, so all the disciples began to practice diligently.

Under the leadership of the teachers and sisters, Xiaobai and the others also began to practice hard every day, going out early and returning late.

The sun and the moon alternate, the stars move, and soon it will be the day of the martial arts meeting.

In the morning, after breakfast, the sound of the dawn bell reverberates throughout Meishan.

The bell usually rings only at special times, which heralds the beginning of the martial arts meeting.

So, all the disciples began to gather in the martial arts field.

The Martial Arts Field is built under the big bell, and the entire layout of the venue is circular, wide enough to accommodate thousands of people.

There are also rings and tree stumps in the martial arts arena, which are all dedicated to martial arts competitions.

After entering the arena, they stood in their own teams, arranged in an orderly manner, and from a distance, they were all dark crowds.

The crowd was surging, and after waiting for everyone to arrive, a drum sound broke the whispering below.

So, Qi Shushu's eyes all looked in the direction of the drum sound.

Boom boom boom!After knocking three times in a row, the disciples assigned by the masters above pulled out the colored flags that read "The Beginning of Martial Arts" and inserted them into the center of the ring.

Then I saw a few disciples carrying a few sandalwood chairs and placing them beside the ring.

The first round of grouping will be decided by lottery.

After speaking, the disciples carried a large box to the center of the ring.

Inside are bamboo plaques with numbers engraved on each lot, and those with the same number are the opponents in the first round of competition.

After speaking, the first team under the arena began to line up and go to the arena to draw lots.

Those who got the lottery went to the left side of the arena to fill in their lottery numbers in the slip of paper, and those who got the number plate went to the small arena to compete.

One after another, the first column will be exhausted soon, the second column, the third column...

Soon it was Xiaobai's turn to draw lots. Xiaobai went to the lottery tube, casually took out a lottery, and looked at the number [-] written on it. He didn't know who would draw the same lottery as him.

Then Xiao Wu, Chun Hua, and Lu Lu also finished drawing lots one after another, 120 two, 160 one, 170, and went to the left to register.

After the registration, there are still some teams in the back line up one after another to draw lots.

After about a quarter of an hour, the lottery has reached the last place.

Then, the elders came to sit on the wooden chairs prepared for them one after another.

Seeing that the disciple reported that the lottery had been drawn, he saw the elders nodding to each other, and then the first elder called the first disciple to come closer to him, whispered in his ear, and made a gesture. , the disciple went straight to the center of the ring.

He only heard him cough slightly, and the discussion among the disciples in the audience stopped abruptly. Seeing that the audience became quiet, he announced: "The lottery has all been completed, and the next step is to call the number. In the ring competition, remember, whoever is knocked out of the ring loses, and the one who stays in the ring wins; the winning disciple advances to the next round of competition."

After finishing speaking, the call began, "Number One", after calling, two people stood out from the crowd lined up, this is the contestant who jointly drew the number one, and the two went to the small arena, the small arena There were already uncle-level referees waiting there. When they arrived at the small arena where they competed, after clasping fists to inform each other, the two stretched out their respective moves and began to fight.

A total of three groups were set up in the small ring, so the number two and number three were called here again, and the four people who were called to the number also went to their small rings two and three one after another, which was the same as the number one ring. , The referees were waiting there one after another, exactly the same, after clasping fists to inform them, they began to discuss martial arts.

At the very beginning of No. [-], I saw that swords were on the verge of breaking out, and the two swords intersected. It was hard to tell who would win the battle.

The second arena was also intertwined with swords and shadows. Just as they were resisting each other, the boy standing on the side of the ring flipped neatly and kicked the opposite boy to the ground.

The young man struggled to get up, and then kicked him out of the ring with another roundabout kick, so the No. [-] winner raised his sword in his hand and declared his joy of victory.

Ring No. [-] is also facing each other, with one attacking and the other defending, they are evenly matched.

At this moment, only the winner of the No. [-] ring has been decided, so the next pair will be the No. [-] to No. [-] ring to continue the competition.

Soon No. [-] also quickly competed for the winner, and replaced No. [-] again.

Ring No. [-] followed immediately, knocking down opponents who were physically and physically weak.

No. [-] ended, and a new pair of game members, No. [-], was replaced.

Arranged according to the order of the lottery, the fights continued, people stepped off the ring, and the victors cheered in the ring, and it went on and on again, and finally reached the number one hundred.

There are still five teams of contestants ahead, so it's Xiaobai's number 1.

"Xiaobai, are you nervous?" Xiao Wu looked at Xiaobai and asked her, stretched out his hand and shook her hand, the palm of which was sweating.

Xiaobai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his other hand and said, "Well, I'm a little nervous, but it's okay, I can restrain myself."

A compact gong sounded, and the winners were announced in three more groups, and soon they heard, 1, please go to the second ring, and [-], please go to the third ring.

The two from number 1 went to number [-], Xiaobai was from number [-], and Xiaobai went to ring number [-] with her opponent.

Xiaobai's opponent was also a young man of similar age. The young man's face was also that of a childish baby face, with frowning brows, big and piercing black eyes, and tightly closed red lips.

Holding swords in their hands, the two walked towards the center of the arena. After saluting each other with fists in their hands, they each took a step back, ready to make counter moves at any time.

At the beginning, the two fought with fists and kicks, and the fists and kicks were evenly matched. After the two pushed each other in the air, when they retreated, they were almost close to the edge of the ring and almost fell.

Therefore, both of them pulled out their swords tacitly, and supported the ground with their swords, stabilizing the shaking of their bodies.

Chapter 938 You Can Come Again Next Year

After the swords were unsheathed, there was a battle of swordsmanship, and the sound of the swords colliding with each other was also evenly matched. It seemed that the strength of the two were evenly matched.

However, Xiaobai's sword is a treasured sword obtained from a cave, and it is different from the boy's sword.

The Bloodbath Sword will go a step further, because it is a sharp weapon with spirituality, and it will be closer when driven by power.

Besides, after more than a month of training, Xiaobai's martial arts has also improved a lot.

After a few rounds, the opposing boy began to lose his strength and retreated steadily.

Xiaobai, holding the sword, took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the young man's inattention to push it hard. The young man wobbled on the edge of the ring, failed to hold on, and fell off the ring.

Xiaobai won, and there were cheers from Xiaowu and the others below. The defeated young man got up and patted the dust off his body, glanced at the victorious Xiaobai on the ring, and walked towards his disciples in frustration.

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