"Thank you. I was just lucky this time. I am from the Chu Family Martial Arts School. You are welcome to come and sit at any time."
"Turns out he's a friend from the Chu Family Martial Arts School. Well, I'll definitely pay him a visit someday!"
Although the two fought fiercely, they were still relatively friendly afterwards.
After saying a few simple words.
Xiaolu walked off the ring, his face still full of excitement.
"Congratulations Xiaolu! How are your injuries?"
Ye Feng asked calmly.
"Thank you, Brother Feng. This is just a skin injury. It doesn't matter."
"If you hadn't talked to me so much before, I definitely wouldn't have won this game."
"Thank you also to all the brothers and sisters for your constant encouragement. Next, it's your turn to work hard!"
After Xiaolu finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qilong who was being supported by others.
The other party's expression was distorted and his legs were crossed unnaturally.
Xiaolu showed a puzzled expression and asked: "Senior Brother Qilong, what's wrong with you?"
"me……"
Zhang Qilong suppressed his blush and was too embarrassed to speak.
Wang Bin saw this and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qilong, like you, also won the first battle and was promoted, but he was careless and suffered some internal injuries... Hahaha!"
"What kind of internal injury? Is it serious?"
Xiaolu asked hurriedly and with concern.
"It's not serious, it's not serious. According to my guess, you only need a major health care session to recover!"
Wang Bin just finished saying this jokingly,
I felt a pain in my butt and was kicked hard by Zhang Qilong.
"Wang Bin, you old man, can you shut the fuck up!!!"
………
12 people from the Chu Family Martial Arts School participated. Xiao Lu and Zhang Qilong, who competed in the first two games, won one after another.
It also adds a lot of confidence to all the fellow apprentices.
After a short rest, six more junior brothers took part in the competition.
However, due to lack of strength, only two of them won, and the other four failed to pass the preliminary round.
In the evening, Ye Feng asked Wang Bin to arrange meals in the martial arts studio.
Everyone gets together.
"Total count today, 8 people played and 4 advanced, which is also a good result."
"Don't be discouraged for the four junior brothers who didn't make the cut. You are all still young and you will still have a chance in the next class."
Ye Feng said and looked at the other three people who had not yet participated.
"Wang Bin, Zhao Lin, and Jiang Guangtai, you three will take the field tomorrow. We also watched a lot of competitions today. Let's summarize each other."
Wang Bin nodded and said: "Okay, Brother Feng, we just discussed the mechanism of the preliminary round. If you want to advance, strength is one reason, one is mentality, and the other is luck."
"It's impossible to suddenly improve in terms of strength overnight. In terms of mentality, everyone is relatively stable now. It just depends on our luck tomorrow."
Jiang Guangtai, who was next to him, echoed: "Senior Brother Wang Bin is right. For warriors of our level, luck is really important in the preliminary round."
Zhao Lin also nodded and said: "Yes, I saw a warrior today who was a bit weaker than me. As a result, I was lucky in the draw. I met an opponent who actually strained his hip during extra training last night... The opponent hasn't started yet on stage.
Just admit defeat and get the promotion spot for free..."
"Uh, senior brother Qilong, don't glare at me. I definitely don't mean what you mean..."
"Puch~!"
Originally, there was nothing wrong with the first half of what this junior brother said.
But after saying the last sentence, the brothers and sisters present could not help but burst into laughter with their stomachs in their hands.
Only Zhang Qilong, who was standing in the corner with his legs between his legs, his face turned white and green.
It seems as if I deeply feel the malice coming from all over the world...
"By the way, in order to increase the probability of promotion, I found someone here to make a statistical roster."
"Zhao Lin, Jiang Guangtai, you two, take a look. After today's battle, there are still half of the participating warriors' information on it. Pay more attention to those key warriors and be prepared."
While Wang Bin was talking, he shared a document on his phone to everyone's group.
Once opened.
It contains all the information about the contestants.
The origins and methods of practice are all written in a clear and precise manner.
Some people even exposed the lottery numbers.
"Senior Brother Wang Bin, is your source reliable?"
Zhao Lin asked hesitantly.
"It must be reliable. My Wang Bin's connections are all high-level people in the Wushu Association. They only revealed it to me because of my reputation. You can just have fun secretly."
Wang Bin said with a proud look.
"Wow, many people from Tianwu Club and Li's Martial Arts School are still here."
"It's true, out of a total of 100 people from Dog Day, there are still more than 80 competing tomorrow."
"Damn it! It's said to be a random draw, but if there's nothing fishy about this thing, who would believe it!"
"..."
After reading the roster issued by Wang Bin, everyone quickly discovered something strange.
Among the 100 people participating in the competition from Li's Martial Arts School and Tianwu Club,
Only a dozen will be finished this afternoon, the rest will be finished tomorrow.
Someone else said: "Wang Chong from the Jinling royal family hasn't been beaten yet."
"That's for sure. Those are all seeded players. Li Zongzheng's virtue of licking his face and hugging his thighs must have been arranged until the end."
Wang Bin said disdainfully.
After hearing this, Ye Feng smiled and opened it to take a look.
Turned over.
I did see the names of a few familiar people.
For example, Tianwu Society’s Soul Five and Soul Six.
There is also a man named "Shatura".
Astonishingly, it was the Nine Precepts Wandering Monk!
Among all the warriors participating in the competition, Ye Feng was the only one who could not figure it out.
"Okay, it's almost time. Let's go to bed early."
Ye Feng said.
…
the next day.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, the competition continued to start in the Wushu Association Square.
Near noon, Zhao Lin and Jiang Guangtai appeared one after another.
The strength of the two of them is considered to be above average in the Chu Family Martial Arts School.
As discussed last night.
Luck is very important.
Zhao Lin had bad luck and met the master of Tianwu Club, Hun Liu!
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Zhao Lin knew that he was far from Hun Liu's opponent, but he didn't have any stage fright.
Go up and start attacking violently.
Although the result was a disastrous defeat, it still showed the courage of the Chu Family Martial Arts School.
"Brother Feng, I didn't embarrass the Chu family martial arts gym, did I?"
Zhao Lin was carried off the field with serious injuries.
"Of course not, you are a man!"
Ye Feng stabbed a golden needle into Zhao Lin's body with his backhand, stabilizing the opponent's injury.
At the same time, he looked at Hun Liu on the stage.
Let’s record this grudge for now.
Jiang Guangtai, who then competed, had good luck and barely advanced after a fight.
So far.
Among the 12 people who signed up for the Chu Family Martial Arts School, 5 were promoted and 5 were eliminated.
The remaining ones are Ye Feng holding No. 539 and Wang Bin holding No. 888.
After everyone hastily settled lunch.
Then I started to return to the venue and prepare for the challenge.
"Wang Bin, there's still half an hour left, it's time for you to play."
Ye Feng reminded.
"I know, I've already made up my mind."
Wang Bin nodded and looked back and forth at the arena where he was about to take the stage.
"The lottery number is 888, and the ring number is also 8. Senior brother Wang Bin, you are really lucky."
"That's for sure. Senior Brother Wang Bin is not only good at calculating accounts, he can also tell fortunes. Maybe his opponent who will come on stage will just admit defeat!"
"Hahahaha, Senior Brother Wang Bin, why are you so distracted?"
All the brothers looked at Wang Bin.
Wang Bin rubbed his face and said, "Really? No, I...I'm normal."