There was a sea of people around the Martial Hall. Although it was not as lively as the first day, there were still more than four to five thousand "students" gathered.
In fact, 90% of these people have been eliminated before, but they still don't want to miss this martial arts festival.
Yang Jicong entered the hall and saw at a glance that during the first round of martial arts trials, all the steel arenas around the "well"-shaped hall had been demolished. And deeper, the huge steel barriers that were originally used to isolate the inside and outside also disappeared.
Revealing more space.
The martial arts hall was crowded with people, and in the center of the crowd, a steel arena that was several times larger than the previous competition stood in the center.
Different from the first round of the martial arts test, the steel plate of the rematch arena was significantly thicker, like a giant steel crab lying in the martial arts hall.
Behind this "steel crab", thousands of feet away, there is a huge, top-level steel wall, dividing the entire "Martial Palace" into two competition areas, the north and the south.
Compared with the first round of the martial arts test, the scale of the retest was significantly larger, and the arena was thickened, obviously to accommodate more powerful candidates.
The level and number of the guarding soldiers were obviously much higher. They stood there in rows, like a torrent of steel, giving people an unspeakable pressure.
On the stage, the host of the competition has now been directly changed from the corps commander to the school captain!
"Yang Ji!——"
While Yang Ji was observing, a sound of surprise suddenly sounded from his ears. Yang Ji looked around and saw Han Bin not far away.
He was standing at the entrance, against the wall, and seemed to have been there for a long time.
"Han Bin, why are you here?"
Yang Ji raised his eyebrows, pushed through the crowd, and walked over.
"Haha, just to treat you."
Han Bin was very impressed. There were so many candidates watching the semi-finals, and only he would think of sticking up the wall at the gate to wait for Yang Ji.
"Yang Ji, come on!"
Han Bin raised his arms and said excitedly: "I'm here to encourage you. You are the only person I know in this semi-finals list."
Watching other people compete is completely different from watching someone you know compete. Han Bin now admires his own vision. Before the first round of martial arts test was over, he judged that Yang Ji had an impact on "Martial Arts".
"Children's" potential.
Yang Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still said thank you. Speaking of which, Han Bin's notebook still helped him a lot.
"Yang Ji, there are three people in this competition, one is Zuo Guangdou, one is Lu Youxiang, and one is Wang Xian. You must pay attention to them. I'm afraid they are your strong opponents! I watched their competition, and it was extraordinary.
I came here victorious all the way!"
Han Bin said.
"Is this the latest news?"
Yang Ji smiled.
"Yang Ji, don't be careless. We are currently discussing at the Dilong Restaurant, and many experts say that in your half, they are definitely the inevitable choice for the final seven."
Han Bin said seriously.
"Okay, I get it now."
Yang Ji thoughtfully nodded.
There are many people listed in Han Bin's record book, but each game is not fixed, so he actually saw only a few people in real games.
Han Bin said seriously. It was obvious that these people were very important compared to others and wanted him to pay special attention to them.
"clang!--"
While he was talking, a bell sounded, attracting everyone's attention. The venue at Youda immediately fell silent.
"The time has come and the game can begin. Before the game, I announce a few rules."
On the ring, the military commander, who was wearing heavy armor and exuding a strong and murderous aura, took a few steps forward and walked to the front of the ring, facing everyone.
His voice was majestic and loud, vibrating in the void like two big bells, with a burning, flame-like breath echoing everywhere.
"The second round of the martial arts test is a little different from the previous one. If you lose in the competition, you will not be eliminated immediately. But if the number of failures accumulates to seven, you will be automatically eliminated..."
The captain's eyes were like lightning, and he swept across the whole place. There was silence and silence in all directions.
"This is actually the rule that there are only seven places for the 'Martial Arts Examination'. If you lose seven times in a row, you don't have to participate in the next round of finals, and you will directly lose the qualification to compete for the martial arts examination."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
The "Martial Arts Examination" will only select the seven strongest people. Even the "eighth strong" will only be eliminated!
"All candidates who are participating in the election are not allowed to bombard each other's head points, attack the lower body, or stab the heart..."
The following rules are relatively simple and are similar to those in the first round.
"Now, the game begins!"
Following the voice of the military captain, a burst of earth-shattering cheers erupted from both the northern and southern competition areas at the same time. People couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.
Yang Ji glanced at the other direction where the cheers were coming from, and could faintly "see" the beginning of another feast. In the second round of martial arts trials, in the north and south divisions, only seven people from each side qualified to compete for the final glory.
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This is destined to be a cruel elimination!
"I'll go get ready."
Yang Ji turned around and glanced at Han Bindao.
In the second round of the martial arts test, according to the rules of the imperial court, the identity needs to be re-confirmed. Before the competition, Yang Ji must confirm again with his household registration number and road guide.
"Well, go ahead. I'll cheer you up."
Han Bin said with a smile.
Yang Ji shook his head, smiled, and walked away.
"No. 2312 Lin Lun, No. 6545 Li Xing come on..."
With a majestic voice, the competition began, and two candidates stepped onto the stage.
"Li Xing?"
Hearing this name, Yang Ji stopped. He had some impression of this person. It seemed that he was from Unit 10 just like him.
On the fifth day of the martial arts examination, Yang Ji defeated Shen Tong in one fell swoop. According to the rules of the competition, he also eliminated Shen Tong. At that time, the person who took Shen Tong's place and qualified in second place seemed to be this "Li Xing"!
"It should be him."
Yang Ji didn't pay attention and continued to walk forward. Although Li Xing was not as powerful as Shen Tong, and his position as the "second strongest" in unit 10 was a bit weak, his own strength was also good.
boom!
Just when Yang Ji walked not far from the front of the ring, there was suddenly an earth-shaking loud noise. The moment Yang Ji looked up, he saw a figure flying out heavily.
"Lin Lun wins!"
On the ring, the voice of the military captain resounded in all directions.
"So fast?"
Yang Ji was secretly surprised. He only walked half the distance of the field, and the game ended. This was really beyond his expectation.
Although Li Xing's strength may be a little inferior, he was defeated too quickly.
"Lin Lun is so strong, he deserves to be the strongest in Hall 18!..."
A sound of discussion came from the crowd nearby.
Yang Ji raised his head and glanced at the ring. He had just lost one game at the beginning, and it was also the first game of the second round of retests. Li Xing was obviously under a lot of pressure and his mood was very low. According to the rules of the game, he would lose another six games.
Times will be eliminated.
"It's a pity that his actual combat experience is a bit lacking. When facing an opponent like Lin Lun, there is not much room for him to show off."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
On the ring, Li Xing was depressed and was about to walk off the ring. Suddenly——
"Next game, No. 6545 Li Xing, No. 4432 Zhao Bai will play..."
As soon as this announcement came out, Li Xing, who had just reached the stage, was shaken and his face was obviously stunned. He obviously did not expect that he had just lost and now he would continue to play.
"Li Xing, Zhao Bai, get ready to play."
The military lieutenant who presided over the rematch didn't pay much attention to it, and urged with an expressionless face.
Just like the first day of the martial arts examination, after the list of the second round of semi-finals is determined, the order of the first day's competition is arranged in advance.
Whether you win or lose, it doesn't matter, and no one cares. The purpose of the second round of re-examination is just to select the seven strongest people to participate in the finals.
"I'm afraid this guy is going to be in trouble."
Yang Ji looked at Li Xing on the ring, and a thought flashed through his mind. Li Xing was obviously caught off guard. He had just lost a game, and now he was playing again. He was obviously unprepared.
Yang Ji even faintly saw the panic and nervousness in his eyes. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for him to perform at a normal level.
Sure enough, Li Xing was full of flaws, and his opponent seized the opportunity and was knocked away.
The crowd was quiet for a while, and all eyes were focused on "Li Xing" on the ring. If Li Xing lost in the previous round of competition, it was excusable. Then it really shouldn't be the case this time.
In front of everyone, Li Xing was knocked away by a palm, and he seemed even more flustered. The small-scale competition in private was okay, but now there were four to five thousand people in the audience, and there were also imperial captains present. Li Xing was obviously a little uncomfortable.
adapt.
"This guy... his ability to withstand pressure is not good enough!"
Yang Ji thought in his heart.
Everyone is fifteen or sixteen years old, and obviously not everyone has that strong mentality to accept failure.
And Yang Ji even felt that Li Xing seemed to be a little bit unconfident that he had replaced Shen Tong to qualify. And this unconfidence seemed to be growing with his failure.
"I'm afraid he will be eliminated!"
A look of pity flashed across Yang Ji's eyes.
His opponent in the second round was actually about the same strength as him, but in this mental state, it was obviously impossible for Li Xing to compete with the opponent.
boom!
When Li Xing was knocked away in an awkward way for the second time, there was finally a burst of boos from the audience.
"Which unit does this guy belong to? Isn't he too inferior?"
The crowd shouted. For many people who were looking forward to a strong showdown, these opening two games were obviously not what they wanted to see. Or, at least, they were not at the level of their psychological expectations.
"It seems to be unit 10."
A voice from the crowd replied.
"Unit 10? No way! So weak! Can you qualify with this strength, or is it the strongest?"
"Yeah, won't all the 10 units be at this level? Even if I play, I'm still better than him!"
"Haha, if I had known earlier, I would have strongly requested the examiner to put me in unit 10. Maybe I could have swept the entire field."
…………
The crowd around him was talking a lot, and Li Xing naturally moved to the No. 10 ring where he qualified.
Hearing these arguments in the crowd, the candidates in Unit 10 glared at the people around them, and even Li Xing on the stage became angry.
This was originally just a problem of his own poor performance, but now it has affected other candidates who participated in the 10-unit competition and also been criticized.
Yang Ji frowned, things developed like this, but it was beyond his expectation.
A simple game, because of Li Xing, suddenly turned into a dispute between the strengths and weaknesses of various units and venues.