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Chapter 143: Thirty-two battles

Shi Lan's original words at that time were: "I was wondering, if you are not strong enough, can you be ruled out as suspects in the two murder cases in Jiangling?" After saying that, he specifically glanced at Chen Zhifeng. What do you mean? Deliberately losing to Chen Zhifeng.

Just let us go? Lin Chuan sometimes responded a little slowly, but that didn't mean he was a fool. He immediately understood Shi Lan's intention.

He Qizhou had already found an opportunity to tell Lin Chuan about Wei Jinxian's temptation. He also noticed that Shi Lan paused for a moment when he walked past Lin Chuan. He didn't know what he said. At this time, he saw Lin Chuan on the stage looking at him.

He immediately clenched his right fist and waved at him vigorously.

Lin Chuan no longer hesitated. Shi Lan's conditions were like rootless duckweed. There was no guarantee at all. He might lose the fight, which would easily arouse his suspicion. Besides, how could he turn a blind eye to the Chen family's despicable behavior?

Shi Lan did not expect that the words he intended to shake Lin Chuan's will would greatly arouse the opponent's fighting spirit. After more than ten moves, facing Lin Chuan's fierce attack that cost him his life, Chen Zhifeng used three shocking swords in succession.

He didn't have the courage to do anything, so he fled off the stage in embarrassment, causing a burst of laughter from the audience, and even the referee on the stage shook his head secretly.

Because Liu Junzhi also wanted to watch Liu Muzhi's competition, everyone did not get up and leave as soon as their disciples completed the competition like some sects did, but simply watched them all.

Although he and his half-brother have always been at odds, He Qizhou still felt that Liu Junzhi wanted his brother to win.

Except for two or three more intense and long-lasting competitions, the following competitions were getting faster and faster. They were all over in less than an hour. Liu Muzhi appeared in the penultimate group and easily defeated a martial arts academy student and successfully entered the competition.

Arms Hall.

Huashan Qiuxin also won easily, and Qiu Huan, whose face had always been clouded, finally showed a hint of joy;

Hebei Qin Fengyang, who defeated Liuyu Village, was ultimately defeated by Wang Yan of Tianshu Academy.

Of the final sixteen places, almost half were taken by the six sects. The results of the day's competition were quickly posted on the bulletin wall outside the Arms Hall. The forty-eight Jinshi on the list were arranged in order. He Qizhou was originally ranked at twenty due to his victory.

Lei Xi, who ranked second, rose to 22nd place.

Basically similar to the results of previous years, six factions still account for the largest share, including seven from Yunmen and Quanzhen, six from Jinling, five from Emei and Tianshan, one from Huashan, Tianxingyuan, Tianshuyuan, and Martial Arts.

Four people, three people, one person, a total of nine people in martial arts competitions from various places, Yang Shan was counted in the name of Nanzhili. The most regrettable thing is Lei Xi of the Yunmen sect, who can be ranked in the top twenty in terms of martial arts, but it is a pity that he is in the third

He lost to He Qizhou in one round.

Since they did not suffer any injuries in yesterday's competition and did not expend too much energy, after a night's rest, He Qizhou, Yang Shan, and Li Ruogu, who continued to participate in the competition today, appeared refreshed and refreshed in the indoor campus of the military equipment hall.

Liu Junzhi still felt a little weak. For the candidates who ranked in the top 20 or so, their opponents on the first day basically did not allow them to do much. The real test has just begun today!

The people sitting in front of the viewing table were almost the same people who were on the high platform yesterday. King Cheng was in the middle, and the heads or representatives of the six factions were arranged on the left and right. Next to them were the four deputy priests and the supervisors of the four schools, and other dignitaries.

The royal family members sat in the back two rows.

According to regulations, every candidate who advances to the top thirty-two can invite two relatives and friends to watch the game, so there are many people sitting in the stands on the east and west sides. The eight people invited by the four people after discussion are: Lin Chuan, Zhang Qingrou,

Yuan Che, Duan Xianjue, Wang Jun, Li Zhong, Liu Yingzhi and Jiang Shuo.

In addition, the current Hanlin of the Military Academy can also enter the venue to watch the competition. At least more than 40 people came today. Until the competition was in progress, people were still coming in one after another. The 32 candidates sat in the first row facing the south facing the competition field.

In the stands, today's loser does not need to leave immediately and can continue to watch the next two days of competition as a military officer.

In the first game of the first round, sixteenth-place Jinling faced seventeenth-place Quanzhen. Jinling’s disciples took the initiative to ask for weapons, but both sides chose to use swords.

The name of the Jinling disciple is Sheng Ling. He Qizhou heard from Xu Mu that he was also one of the disciples who escorted grain from Jinling to Jiangling Mansion this time. He was the direct descendant of the head of Jinling Lu. He had already been detained by the government along with several other disciples.

Later, Li Jichen shouldered all the blame and they were released to participate in this martial arts competition.

The strength of the two is indeed about the same. Quanzhen disciple is slightly stronger internally, but Sheng Ling is more skilled in swordsmanship. I have passed hundreds of moves without realizing it.

He Qizhou exclaimed that he was very satisfied. Due to Yang Zhan's mutilated limbs, some moves were always lacking, and just reading the diagrams and annotations in the book was really not as intuitive as seeing them with his own eyes. Both of them performed the purest martial arts, and He Qizhou felt like

The martial arts secrets he had read came to life. He compared their moves and tried his best to capture the essence.

Just like the Yunmen Dahe Fist, the moves used by the two men were very different from what was recorded in the Maowu Kung Fu book. It seems that the six sects are still perfecting their own martial arts! After more than a hundred moves, the Quanzhen disciples with stronger internal strength gradually took over.

With the upper hand, his moves became easier and easier, always looking for opportunities for the two swords to strike each other. The two ordinary steel swords were already scarred, and Sheng Ling's sword moves seemed to be gradually slowing down.

Just when everyone thought the victory was determined, Sheng Ling, who had just cut off a section of the sword tip, suddenly changed his moves and used a move that He Qizhou had never seen before. Heng Ling's sword was slowly moving towards his chest.

Swinging forward, the sword couldn't help but tremble. Every inch it was swung, the speed increased by one point. The broken blade bloomed with sword light as it trembled, flowing towards the opponent like a tide while constantly rising and falling.

He Qizhou knew that this must be the Seven Swords of Guangling. This kind of swordsmanship usually needs to be equipped with skills like Bei Mang Shen Gong, which concentrates the whole body's skills and combines them with exquisite sword moves to form extremely powerful power!

No wonder the Quanzhen disciple tried several times to interrupt Sheng Ling's sword intent, but in the end all failed and had to retreat.

Sheng Ling stopped swinging his sword, and then raised it again. The trembling sword pointed straight at the retreating opponent, and the blurred sword shadow gradually became clear, and it quickly stabbed the opponent's chest! Quanzhen disciples had nowhere to retreat.

, using all his strength, he slashed at Sheng Ling's sword.

With a "dang" sound, Sheng Ling's sword was wrapped in true energy, but he paused for a moment and continued to move forward. However, the opponent's sword had been broken into two pieces. Then most people's eyes were blurred, and they saw that Quanzhen disciples had fallen into

In the sand pit, the sword in Sheng Ling's hand also fell to the ground, and he collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

He Qizhou's eyesight was amazing and he could vaguely see the situation. When the referee saw the Quanzhen disciple who was unwilling to give in any more and was about to receive a sword blow and slap the opponent again, he knocked down Sheng Ling's sword, then pushed the Quanzhen disciple into the sand pit, and then

He quickly moved away. The referee He Qizhou also recognized him. He was the young professor who stopped him at the door after the literary test that day. He had also seen him on the high platform later, but he didn't expect that the other person's skills were so good!

The Quanzhen disciple who fell into the bunker suddenly shouted angrily at the referee: "Why did Uncle Master take action?"

The referee is the deputy priest Jiu Lingyue sent by Quanzhen. It is difficult for ordinary professors to control the competition between the thirty-two strong men, so they will let the real masters of the military equipment academy act as the referee. Lingyue said calmly to his fellow disciples

The junior said: "You die, he is injured, or you lose. This round, Jinling Shengling wins!"

Yang Shan, who was next to He Qizhou, couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the Seven Swords of Guangling? It's really well-deserved. I'm afraid I can't even catch the first sword. I wonder how many more swords Sheng Ling can use?"

He Qizhou said: "Well, it's really powerful, but Sheng Ling probably only knows these two swords. He can't use the second sword fully, otherwise the sword in his hand will not be easily knocked away! Moreover, he consumes a lot of power now. It seems that in the afternoon

There is no chance."

Because Li Ruogu was ranked fifteenth, he entered the second round. His opponent was from the Tianshan sect. He was very confused after taking the stage. After a while, he took the initiative to admit defeat. The referee Ling Yue was very unhappy and asked him in a deep voice why he abandoned the game.

The man was honest. He said that when Li Ruogu visited Tianshan four months ago, he tried his best and lost twice. He had not made great progress in the past four months. After watching Li Ruogu's first two rounds of competition, he knew that he was still the best.

If you are defeated, you don’t want to waste any more time!

Lingyue looked at King Cheng in the banquet. King Cheng nodded in acquiescence. Li Ruogu won without a fight!

The next two groups were similar to the first group, both were quite fierce. The Emei disciple who ranked 19th was ultimately defeated by Jiang Can who ranked 14th.

The thirteenth ranked Quanzhen disciple also defeated twenty Jinling masters after a hard battle.

Ranked 21st, Yang Shan faced Miao Miao, the second master of the Emei sect. Although Yang Shan tried his best, he still only managed less than a hundred moves. Although he did not suffer in terms of moves, he was three years younger than his opponent.

Years old, the gap in internal strength still cannot be made up. However, it still allowed He Qizhou to further understand Emei's boxing skills and body skills.

It was He Qizhou's turn to take the stage. Urna, who was ranked eleventh, did not enter the stage from the left like the others. Instead, she walked towards He Qizhou first, and the two of them entered the stage from the right together, causing a burst of boos in the stadium.

Urna ignored it at all and approached He Qizhou and said seriously: "He Qizhou, if you have a chance in the future, do you dare to compete in riding and shooting again? Everyone uses the same horse!"

Of course He Qizhou would not show weakness and nodded: "No problem."

"When will you let me ride your Haotian Cong?" Urna continued.

"What Haotiancong?" He Qizhou was a little confused, and then he suddenly realized: "You mean the big yellow horse?"

"Yes, we call it Haotiancong, Zhou calls it Tianju, and you all call it Altai Mustang. It's not respectful at all!" Urna looked like she couldn't be older than Qi Zhou, and said with a small mouth.

He Qizhou understood. Urhan and Urna were brothers and sisters from the northwest. They were good at riding and shooting. This time, one came second and the other came fifth. It seemed that they were not convinced that they had used a good horse, so they targeted him. He Qizhou judged

In September, Urna was only ranked 18th, one place lower than Lei Xi. This time her rise in ranking was due to riding and shooting and Qinggong, and Xu Mu did not explain that she had any special skills or internal strength.

He didn't break through to the fifth pulse, so he was still very confident in defeating the opponent: "Okay, if you lose to me later, I will let you ride!" He Qizhou joked to the pretty-looking Urna.

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