"Thank you, I'm just lucky this time. I'm from the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall. Welcome to come and sit at any time."
"It turns out that I am a friend of the Chu Family Martial Arts Club. Okay, I will definitely come to visit you another day!"
Although the two fought hard, they were still relatively friendly afterwards.
After a few simple words.
Xiaolu walked off the ring, still looking excited.
"Congratulations to Xiaolu! How is the injury on your body?"
Ye Feng asked lightly.
"Thank you, Brother Feng, I'm all skin trauma, it's not a big deal."
"If you hadn't talked to me so much before, I would definitely not have won this game."
"Thank you, brothers, for your constant encouragement. Next, it's time for you to work hard!"
After Xiaolu finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qilong who was being helped.
The other party's expression was distorted and his legs were unnaturally clamped.
Xiaolu asked with a puzzled expression: "Senior Brother Qilong, what's wrong with you?"
"I...I..."
Zhang Qilong blushed and felt embarrassed to speak.
Seeing this, Wang Bin said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qilong, like you, also won the first battle and advanced, but he was careless and suffered some internal injuries... Hahaha!"
"What internal injury? Is it serious?"
Xiaolu hurriedly asked with concern.
"Not serious, not serious. According to my speculation, you only need one major health care to recover!"
Wang Bin just finished jokingly saying this,
I felt my butt hurt and I was kicked hard by Zhang Qilong again.
"Wang Bin, you sixth brother, can you shut up!!!"
………
12 people from the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall participated, and Xiaolu and Zhang Qilong, who were the first two games, won one after another.
It also added a lot of confidence to the brothers.
After a while of rest, six junior brothers participated in the competition one after another.
But because of the 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 hall.
Everyone gets together.
"Today, 8 players compete and 4 players advance, which is also a good result."
"Don't be discouraged if the four junior brothers who have not advanced. You are all still young and there is still a chance in the next session."
Ye Feng said and looked at the other three people who had not participated in the competition.
"Wang Bin, Zhao Lin, Jiang Guangtai, you three will be on the stage tomorrow. I have watched a lot of competitions today and summarized them carefully."
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."
"In terms of strength, it is impossible to suddenly improve a lot in one night. In terms of mentality, everyone is relatively stable now, it depends on how lucky you will be tomorrow."
Jiang Guangtai next to him echoed: "Senior Brother Wang Bin is right. A warrior with our strength is really lucky in the preliminary round."
Zhao Lin also nodded and said, "Yes, I saw a warrior today, who was weaker than me. As a result, he had good luck in drawing lots. He met an opponent and actually injured his hips after a temporary training last night... He didn't start fighting on stage, his opponent
Just admit defeat, it's really a free promotion quota..."
"Uh, that senior brother Qilong, don't glare at me, I definitely have no meaning to you..."
"Puchi~!"
Originally, this junior brother had no problem with the first half of his words.
But after saying the last sentence, all the brothers present couldn't help but laugh with their stomachs.
Only Zhang Qilong, who had his legs in the corner, had a white and a green face.
It seems that I deeply felt the malice from all over the world...
"By the way, in order to increase the probability of promotion, I have found someone here to make a statistic list."
"Zhao Lin, Jiang Guangtai, you both have a look. After the fight today, there are still half of the participating warriors left. All of them are on it. Pay more attention to those key warriors and be prepared for any trouble."
Wang Bin said while sharing a document on his mobile phone to everyone’s group.
Once opened.
It's all about the contestants.
The origin and the methods you practice are written in a very good 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 senior officials of the Wushu Association. They only revealed it to me by selling my face. You can just have fun."
Wang Bin said with a proud look.
"Wow, many of the people from Tianwushe and Li's martial arts hall are still there."
"It's true that there are more than 80 people in total who are 100 dog days."
"Damn it! It's a random draw, but if you want to say that this thing is nothing, who would believe it!"
“…”
After reading the list posted by Wang Bin, everyone soon noticed something strange.
Among the 100 people participating in the Li Family Martial Arts Hall and Tianwu Club,
Only a dozen of them finished this afternoon, and the others were tomorrow.
Someone said, "Wang Chong from the Wang family from Jinling has not yet been called."
"This is definitely, they are all seed players. Just Li Zongzheng's virtue of licking his face and hugging his thighs must have been arranged to the end."
Wang Bin said disdainfully.
After hearing this, Ye Feng smiled and opened it and took a look.
Flipped over.
I saw the names of several acquaintances.
For example, the soul 5 and soul 6 of Tianwu Society.
There is also a man named "Jituluo".
It was the Nine-Dialogue Monk!
Among all the participating warriors, Ye Feng was the only one who could not understand it.
"Okay, the time is almost over, let's take a break early."
Ye Feng said.
...
the next day.
At 9 a.m., the competition continued to begin in the Wushu Plaza.
As noon approached, Zhao Lin and Jiang Guangtai appeared one after another.
Their strength is also considered to be above the middle of the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall.
As mentioned last night.
Luck is very important.
Zhao Lin was relatively lucky and met the master of Tianwu Society, Soul Six!
As the saying goes, enemies are particularly jealous when they meet.
Zhao Lin knew that Yuan was no match for Soul Six, but he was not at all stage frightened.
When you go up, you start attacking wildly.
Although he suffered a crushing defeat, he also showed the courage of the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall.
"Brother Feng, I didn't embarrass the Chu family martial arts school, did I?"
Zhao Lin was taken away by someone with serious injuries.
"Of course not, you're a man!"
Ye Feng stabbed Zhao Lin's body with a golden needle on his backhand, stabilizing the opponent's injuries.
At the same time, he looked at Soul Six on the stage.
Let's record this revenge for now.
Jiang Guangtai, who went to fight, was lucky and barely advanced after a fight.
So far.
Of the 12 people who registered for the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall, 5 people advanced and 5 people were eliminated.
The rest 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 has half an hour left, it's time for you to play."
Ye Feng reminded.
"I know, I've already done it."
Wang Bin nodded and looked back and forth at the ring he was about to take the stage.
"Drawing 888, the ring is also No. 8. Brother Wang Bin, you are really lucky."
"That's sure. Brother Wang Bin not only has good accounts, but also knows fortune-telling. Maybe the opponent who will come on the court will admit defeat directly!"
"Hahahaha, Senior Brother Wang Bin, why are you unscrupulous?"
The brothers looked at Wang Bin.
Wang Bin rubbed his face and said, "Is that so? No, I...I'm normal."