"All the proud men of heaven, you have half an hour to rest. Soon you will get a number card. After half an hour, according to the number card, you will go to your respective battle stages to start the second round of martial arts competition!"
The voice of Shikongyan slowly sounded in the sky above the martial arts arena.
Following the sound, those who advanced on the five-party battlefield also walked off the platform one after another, and under the guidance of several elders from the Royal Academy, they came to a rest area.
Here, some snacks and drinks have been prepared.
After everyone took their seats, people from the Royal Academy soon gave everyone a number plate.
In Chu Ran's hand was a No. 6 card.
"Here!"
Mu Qing'er waved her number plate at Chu Ran, with a big word "Three!" written on it.
Other people in the rest area were also looking at their number plates with a little doubt in their eyes.
The number of battle platforms is only five.
But the number plate reached ten!
Just when everyone was confused, the mechanical sound of clicking was heard again in the martial arts arena.
Then, under the eyes of everyone, the five-party battle platform split again and turned into a ten-party battle platform.
Seeing this scene, everyone finally came to a realization.
Looking at the number plates in their hands, they almost all understood the rules of the next martial arts competition.
Twenty people, there are ten number plates in total, one to ten.
In other words, there must be two people with the same number plate, corresponding to the corresponding battle platform.
These two people are rivals!
"No way, Boss Shi Xuan, I'm actually on the same battlefield as you..."
Soon, a wailing sound came from Chu Ran's ears.
He followed the sound and looked over. According to the memory in his mind, Chu Ran immediately confirmed the identity of the person who made the sound, Yin Rong from the Royal Academy!
It was obvious that Yin Rong had no chance of defeating Shi Xuan.
This also means that he will be eliminated soon.
Just when Chu Ran looked at Yin Rong, Shi Xuan, who was next to Yin Rong, also followed his gaze and looked at Chu Ran.
Chu Ran glanced at him as well, and saw a sneer on Shi Xuan's lips. As the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he slowly said a few words: "You should be lucky that you didn't meet me!"
In response, Chu Ran just shook his head gently and said nothing more.
He will not show off his words to Shi Xuan.
"Baby face, do you dare to tell me what your number is?"
A voice came into Chu Ran's ears. Chu Ran didn't know who the voice belonged to because his eyes had closed again.
When the speaker saw this, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You don't even dare to report your number plate and you still pretend to be dead. A waste is a waste. It will only be worthy of hiding among women..."
However, he hasn't finished speaking yet.
Then he saw Chu Ran raise his hand and slap his number plate on the table next to him.
A bright "six" instantly appeared in front of everyone present.
"Number six?"
Seeing this number, there was a burst of lamentation from all around: "Why not No. 3! Ah, why!! Poor me, I have to go through a difficult battle again!"
"Who is number six?"
"I, hahaha, I am number six!"
Soon, a loud laugh resounded throughout the rest area. When a young man saw that Chu Ran was the number six, he hugged his own number plate with the same number six and kissed and chewed it. He was extremely excited.
"God finally took care of me and gave me this pretty boy, hahaha!"
"This time, I will definitely be promoted. When I become a third-grade captain, I will definitely treat my brothers to a feast, hahaha..."
The extremely excited laughter almost resounded throughout most of the martial arts arena.
It makes other people who are not number six look envious.
For them, when they meet a pretty boy who relies on women to get promoted, promotion is equivalent to being guaranteed.
If you can't even beat a pretty boy, then don't live anymore.
"Congratulations, Brother Song!"
"Brother Ye Fei, congratulations!"
Several congratulatory sounds came at the same time, but it was obvious that these sounds were full of envy.
"Same joy, same joy, everyone, hahaha..."
Song Yefei, who was holding the No. 6 plate, couldn't help laughing loudly.
The corner of his eye swept over Chu Ran, who had his eyes closed. For the first time, he realized that this pretty boy's face could be so kind.
"Chu Ran, this guy seems to treat you like a soft persimmon!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Qing'er couldn't help but say Chu Ran.
However, there was no answer from Chu Ran.
Mu Qing'er curled her lips slightly, and couldn't help but glare at Song Yefei, who was so proud that he almost forgot about everything: "You will cry later!"
Facing Mu Qing'er's gaze, Song Yefei nodded and said, "Hahaha, Senior Qing'er, just don't trouble me later!"
Both of them are from the Royal Academy, so they naturally know each other.
Of course, for Mu Qing'er, it was just a familiar acquaintance.
Mu Qing'er curled her lips and said, "You're not worthy yet!"
…
Half an hour passed quickly.
Shikongyan's voice sounded again: "All contestants, please step onto the corresponding stage according to your respective numbers!"
As the sound came out, everyone in the rest area also stood up one after another and walked towards the fighting platform.
The nearly 100,000 spectators in the auditorium also looked at the Shifang Battle Stage without blinking.
"Chao Fang from Luohan Residence actually met Xia Zhiyan. It's a pity, it's a pity. Chao Fang's strength is indeed good, but after all, he still can't compare with Xia Zhiyan!"
"Yin Rong is unlucky enough to meet Shi Xuan, there is no suspense!"
"..."
The pointing voice finally fell on the No. 6 platform.
Someone who knew Song Yefei shouted loudly: "Song Yefei, kill this pretty boy!"
"Relying on a woman to get the position is simply an insult to this martial arts competition!"
"Kill this guy!"
"..."
The loud shout fell in Song Yefei's ears, and Song Yefei couldn't help but curl up with a proud smile.
When this smile fell on Chu Ran, who was already on the fighting stage, it instantly turned into a cold and murderous look.
"Chu Ran, right? You must know that Senior Shi Xuan has wanted to take your life for a long time, and he has also told me to take your head!"
Song Yefei said slowly: "However, you and I have no grudges, and I don't want to waste my spiritual energy. You should give in immediately and step down. I promise not to touch you!"
"Admit defeat? Step down?"
Chu Ran shook his head gently.
Before Song Yefei could speak again, and before Dean Shi Kongyan of the Royal Academy issued the signal for war.
Chu Ran moved.
The figure disappeared from the place almost instantly.
The speed of that moment was so fast that not even an afterimage was left behind. It was so fast.
When Song Yefei found out, he felt a sudden heavy blow on his chest, and an extremely terrifying force swept directly through his body.
His body flew out instantly, leaving a large mouthful of blood in mid-air.
At the moment before falling to the ground, a young boy's voice vaguely sounded in his ears: "Your second sentence saved you!"
The second sentence, saved him!
This also means that if he had not said those words just now, what would have greeted him would have been more than just blood spurting and falling off the battlefield.
"What's going on?"
"Song Yefei was defeated?"
Seeing Song Yefei who suddenly fell to the ground bleeding from the battlefield, the crowd was a little confused for a moment.
Before they could even react, why did Song Yefei fall onto the battlefield and be defeated?