Time passed by and the qualifying round kicked off with the sound of gongs.
For this day, Principal Zhang went all out to publicize it, Sancai Hall worked hard, and Li Xiaofeng's side also added fuel to the fire.
No matter what era, advertising is always powerful. In the school's largest gymnasium, thousands of seats were packed, as if it was a festival, and it was extremely lively.
On both sides of the ring, the two contestants sat facing each other.
The five people on the left have five different shapes, which can be called grotesque; the five muscles on the right have the same momentum, uniform movements, and even the clothes are exactly the same. They are indeed a unified group!
According to the rules, Feng Chuitang, as the challenger, has to send out the contestants first.
Li Xiaofeng's eyes were first on Xiao Liuli, and he nodded heavily with encouragement.
The little girl showed no signs of nervousness from head to toe. She gave Li Xiaofeng a confident smile, then stepped on the magic circle and flew onto the three-meter-high arena.
The Shenbing Society didn't think too much, and a player immediately rose into the sky, like a huge mountain falling from the sky, and his mighty momentum overwhelmed Xiao Liuli.
On the arena, a strange scene occurred.
A little girl stood face to face with a big man. It was a warlock facing off against a warrior. The crowd in the audience suddenly sighed, and some even booed.
The big guy also felt a bit like an "adult bullying a child". His bronze cheeks tensed up and he waved his hand: "Little girl, give up and step down. I don't want to fight with you."
"That won't work, unless you jump down yourself, haha..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Liuli shook his hands and fired a fireball.
The one who is close to the ink is black. Li Xiaofeng is definitely a huge piece of black ink. The little girl has become bad after him. She has become really bad. She even learned how to sneak attack.
With a "bang" sound, the fireball exploded in the opponent's chest. Although it did not break through the protective fighting spirit of the big man, it exploded and made his face black.
"Ha ha……"
Beauty and cuteness always make people feel partial. In the eyes of thousands of neutral viewers, the little girl who sneaked into the audience is still cute and beautiful.
The whole hall burst into laughter. The big man shook his head, and smoke suddenly came out of his mouth. With a flick of his wrist, the heavy sword came out of its sheath.
At the moment when the big man's heavy sword roared with cold light, a strong wind appeared out of thin air, not only entangled the blade, but also locked his figure.
Wind spells, wind spells at the level of a great warlock, Feng Xiaoli at such a young age is actually a great warlock?!
In an instant, the crowd's laughter stopped, and their eyes suddenly changed as they looked at the little girl who was skillfully commanding the strong wind.
Xiao Liuli is still beautiful, but she is no longer cute. Her pink and jade face is filled with murderous aura, and her pretty figure is like a sharp blade, a sharp blade filled with cold air!
The big man felt the cold wind blowing towards his face, and his whole body was shaken. He no longer dared to treat his opponent as a child, shouted angrily, and slashed at the strong wind with his sword with all his strength.
Yitongtang is indeed one of the nine major societies. Although the big guy is not one of the top ten masters in the Imperial City Branch, this sword accurately cut off the magic circuit in the strong wind.
As soon as the circuit was broken, the technique suddenly disappeared, and the violent wind immediately dissipated in the sword light.
However, the second gust of wind appeared again, followed by the third, and the fourth... Every time Xiao Liuli waved her wrist, a gust of wind roared out.
Not only did the strong winds appear one after another, breaking ordinary people's understanding, but the energy of the spell continued to rise.
In the gymnasium, it was even quieter.
Everyone knew that the second young lady of the Feng family was a magic genius, but no one thought that her qualifications would reach this level.
It all sounds like a long story, but in reality it only takes half a minute.
Almost as soon as the battle started, the big man was surrounded by the little girl's strong wind.
"ah--"
Anger burned all over the big man's body. As the pioneer of the Divine Weapon Society, he was naturally not a weakling. After an unprecedented roar, he struck out five sword lights in an instant.
Each sword is as heavy as thunder and as fast as lightning; each sword accurately cuts off the opponent's magic circuit!
The strong wind in the sky dissipated instantly, but the faces of the members of the Yitongtang in the audience changed drastically.
Just as the big man's breathing changed, a thorn of ice shot through the air and hit the big man's shoulder.
"boom!"
Although the impact was not very violent, the big man flew up and fell outside the ring.
Suddenly, the silence turned into dead silence, and the entire stadium was completely silent. Most of the thousands of spectators in the huge space did not believe their eyes.
The second young lady of the Feng family is not simple, and Feng Chuitang is not simple either!
"We won, we won, haha..."
The little fat man didn't have any random thoughts. He was dancing with joy. He had already seen the golden light.
Xiao Liuli jumped off the stage, and the moment her feet touched the ground, the bright smile returned to her little face.
Until then, the thunderous applause was long overdue.
Another gong sounded, and the second round of battle began.
This time, the picture is no longer weird, but extremely normal.
The players on both sides are evenly matched, at least in terms of body shape, they are both big guys.
Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's a strategy. Both of them have shields in their left hands and heavy swords in their right hands. They also exude the flames of violent warriors.
The defeat in the first round made Shenbingshe not dare to be careless at all, so the big red-faced man struck down with his sword first.
"clang--"
Qian Dasheng did not dodge and directly used his shield to catch the opponent's sword.
Sparks flickered and the sound of impact reverberated harshly. Qian Dasheng retreated slightly, then shook his shield and said with bright eyes: "You are not weak, you can also take a blow from me!"
Everyone's eardrums were still trembling, and Qian Dasheng also swung the heavy sword.
There was another impact that shook all directions, and the big red-faced man also used his shield to catch the sword; after some admiration, he struck down again with his sword.
Next, for half an hour, the scene kept repeating itself.
The two people were sweating profusely on the stage, but the crowd in the audience was having a boring fight.
Finally, with a click, Qian Dasheng's shield shattered.
The little fat man's face tightened and he subconsciously covered his money bag, while Li Xiaofeng and Ouyang Qianli smiled.
Only a true master can see through that Qian Dasheng's shield was not shattered by his opponent, but that he chose to give up. To be precise, it was Qian Dasheng who understood the meaning of "giving up" in his epiphany.
Only by giving up can we learn to fight to the death and fight to the death!
On the ring, Qian Dasheng still held the sword with one hand without his shield. His already weak momentum suddenly surged abnormally, and the sword struck from the air was like a torrent.
"Bang--"
The shield of the big red-faced man also shattered, but the impact did not dissipate. He fell like a flying boulder under the ring.
Won, Fengchuitang won again!
Qianbai's eyes were widening, but the exclamations had been muted by half, and Feng Chuitang's victory seemed no longer unusual.
Qian Dasheng walked down the ring slowly. The little fat man was about to rush up and kiss him. Unexpectedly, Qian Dasheng's knees softened and he knelt down. A mouthful of blood spurted out.
He won, but because of his endurance in resisting the attack. If we want to talk about his true strength, his opponent is half as strong!
Everyone in Fengchui Hall couldn't help shouting urgently, and there was a chaos. The school doctor immediately rushed forward.
Seeing Qian Dasheng being carried away on a stretcher, everyone in the Yitong Hall couldn't help but sigh. The big red-faced man was the most frustrated, and at the same time, they also felt a hint of admiration for his opponent's perseverance.