Zheng Xinghe announced the result with a face full of surprise.
Qinghe Hall has been at the bottom for two consecutive years in the entrance competition. As the elder of Qinghe Hall, Zheng Xinghe feels very shameless.
This Qinghe Hall finally turned around and was no longer at the bottom. This was Zheng Xinghe’s greatest expectation for this entry competition, and naturally he was very happy.
However, Zheng Xinghe's expectation was first placed on Xiang Shaoyun, but unexpectedly, it was realized by Luo Fan, who was at the second level of martial arts.
This result was not only beyond Zheng Xinghe's expectation, but also beyond the expectations of other elders and disciples of Qinghe Hall.
Luo Fan advanced to the semi-finals, and the disciples of Qinghe Hall were a little confused.
The disciples of Dongyang Hall were also a little confused. They thought that Shangguan Ting would be the winner in this duel, and Qinghe Hall would be at the bottom for the third consecutive time in the entry competition.
But in the end, there was a 180-degree turn, and it was completely reversed. The one at the bottom this time was actually Dongyangtang.
Even though Shangguan Ting has been defeated and even Zheng Xinghe has announced the result, the disciples of Dongyang Hall still have expressions of disbelief on their faces.
The elder of Dongyang Hall, Yu Tongfang, had a slightly shocked face. He originally had great confidence in Shangguan Ting, but he did not expect that the outcome he had expected in this battle would be reversed by Luo Fan, who was at the second level of martial arts.
After two seconds, the disciples of Qinghe Hall finally reacted and let out a burst of cheers.
In this entry competition, their biggest goal is not to continue to be at the bottom among the four classes. Now, this goal has been achieved, and their hearts are filled with joy.
The winner is Luo Fan, but the glory belongs to the entire Qinghe Hall disciples.
The disciples of Qinghe Hall cheered, which made the disciples of Dongyang Hall react from their dazed state. They had to accept the fact that Dongyang Hall was at the bottom, and all of them looked depressed.
Hua Muyun, Zheng Xinghe and other four Zhendao elders discussed for a while and quickly agreed on the list for the next round of duel.
Hua Muyun said loudly: "In the semi-finals of this entry competition, the first game will be between Lin Dingtian and Zhu Xueji; the second game will be between Qin Zhiyue and Luo Fan."
Lin Dingtian and Zhu Xueji are both disciples of Donglin Hall. In order to separate the rankings of Zishan Hall and Qinghe Hall, the four Zhendao elders let Qin Zhiyue and Luo Fan compete in this round.
In this round, whoever wins or loses between Lin Dingtian and Zhu Xueji will not affect the status of Donglin Hall, but will only affect their personal honor.
As for Qin Zhiyue and Luo Fan, if they fail, they will lock in third place in advance. If they win, they will compete with Donglin Hall for the first place in this entry competition.
Therefore, in this round of competition, the showdown between Qin Zhiyue and Luo Fan is the most important and attracts the most attention.
Lin Dingtian came on stage and chose a low-grade sword on the weapon rack, which exuded extremely terrifying power.
Zhu Xueji also walked out from the disciples of Donglin Hall, but she did not choose a weapon. Instead, she cupped her fist at Lin Dingtian and said:
"Senior Brother Lin's strength is well-deserved to be number one among the juniors in Donglin County. Zhu Xueji feels ashamed. I admit defeat in this battle and ask Senior Brother Lin to represent me, Donglin Hall, and win the first place in the entry competition again."
The disciples were in an uproar. They didn't expect Zhu Xueji to admit defeat directly. Zhu Xueji's strength was obvious to all. Although she was slightly inferior to Lin Dingtian in the hearts of the disciples, she was at least capable of fighting.
However, after careful consideration, the disciples understood that Lin Dingtian and Zhu Xueji were both disciples of the Donglin Hall. Their battle was an internal conflict of the Donglin Hall. The harder they fought, the less favorable it would be for the competition for first place in the next round.
Zhu Xueji gave up directly to save Lin Dingtian's energy. Anyway, if she gave up and fought, the hope of defeating Lin Dingtian was slim, so it was better to let Lin Dingtian maintain his energy and face the competition for first place with the greatest advantage.
A rare smile appeared on Lin Dingtian's proud face, and he said: "Junior Sister Xueji, I, Lin Dingtian, am determined to be number one and show off my Donglin Hall's divine power."
After the two looked at each other and smiled, they left the venue.
Hua Muyun, the elder of Donglin Hall, announced the result with a smile: "Lin Dingtian won and advanced to the finals."
Zhu Xueji's surrender was obviously the result that the elders of Donglin Hall wanted. Donglin Hall had won the first place for many consecutive years, so the first place in this entrance competition was regarded as something in the bag and there was no room for loss.
Lin Dingtian participated in the competition for first place in his best condition, which is what the elders of Donglin Hall want to see most.
After Lin Dingtian and Zhu Xueji left the field, Luo Fan and Qin Zhiyue walked into the duel venue from different directions.
Qin Zhiyue still chose a low-grade treasured whip, but Luo Fan changed his weapon. Instead of choosing a gun, he chose a sword, and he took two low-grade treasured swords at the same time.
Qin Zhiyue is dressed in fiery red. She is only fifteen years old, but she already has a slim figure and attractive curves.
She winked slightly at Luo Fan and said: "Brother Luo Fan, why don't you just admit defeat like Zhu Xueji? Let my sister conserve more strength, maybe she can knock Donglin Hall off the throne of being the first in a row.
Come."
Among the disciples of Donglin Hall, Lin Dingtian snorted lightly with an arrogant expression on his face, obviously wanting to say that even if Qin Zhiyue maintained her peak physical strength, she would never be able to win the first place from him.
The disciples of Zishan Hall were all looking at Luo Fan eagerly. If Luo Fan gave up directly, this would obviously be the best result for Qin Zhiyue, so that Zishan Hall could lock in the second position in advance and sit back and watch.
The disciples of Qinghe Hall were not very emotional. Qin Zhiyue was too attractive. The male disciples of Qinghe Hall gulped secretly when they looked at her. Even if Luo Fan directly admitted defeat to Qin Zhiyue, they would not blame her.
After all, if Luo Fan could get Qinghe Hall out of the fate of being at the bottom, they would have met their goal. It didn't matter if they surrendered to Qin Zhiyue now.
However, Luo Fan obviously will not admit defeat. People are always greedy. The reward for first place is much richer than the top ten. Luo Fan has the strength to compete for first place. Naturally, he will fight for it with all his strength and will never give up halfway.
Luo Fan was indifferent to Qin Zhiyue's temptation and said: "Your whip technique is too dexterous and not powerful enough. You can struggle with Lin Dingtian for a while at most. If you want to win against Lin Dingtian, the possibility is almost zero. The competition for the first place is left to me."
Come on, you are so handsome and I can’t bear to beat you, so how about you surrender to me?”
Qin Zhiyue looked surprised and said: "You actually still have ideas about the first place? Is it possible that you have hope of defeating Lin Dingtian?"
Qin Zhiyue had a smile on her lips. This rhetorical question contained a mocking meaning. In fact, it was not a rhetorical question to Luo Fan, but a mockery of Luo Fan's lack of strength.
However, Luo Fan seemed to have not heard the ridicule in the laughter, nodded and said: "I am 90% sure."
Ninety percent!
There is an idiom called 90% sure of something. If you are 90% sure of something, it is almost certain, and the possibility of something going wrong is extremely low.
Qin Zhiyue's smile stopped, and she looked at Luo Fan's shocked expression. She really didn't know what Luo Fan had to do to dare to say that he was 90% sure of defeating Lin Dingtian, with his second-level martial arts training.
After hearing Luo Fan's words, all the disciples were in an uproar. It was obvious that Luo Fan's words were too shocking and shocking.
Even the Zhendao elders of the Fourth Hall looked at Luo Fan with bewildered eyes. Luo Fan's words made them feel unbelievable.
Lin Dingtian's strength is obvious to all. It can be said that at the fourth level of martial arts, he is almost invincible.
Xiang Shaoyun, who was at the third level of martial arts, was defeated with one strike in front of Lin Dingtian. However, Luo Fan defeated Xiang Shaoyun with thirteen shots. No matter how you look at it, Lin Dingtian's strength advantage is greater. How can Luo Fan be 90% sure of defeating Lin Dingtian?
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When Lin Dingtian heard this, a surge of anger appeared on his face, and he snorted heavily: "Ignorant fanatic, your tone is quite serious."
The disciples of Donglin Hall were furious when they heard this, and shouted one by one: "Arrogant!"
Luo Fan's words seemed to offend the Donglin Hall disciples, and there were angry shouts among the Donglin Hall disciples.
Qin Zhiyue glanced at the disciples of Donglin Hall, then returned her eyes to Luo Fan, and said with some sympathy:
"You have successfully aroused the anger of the disciples of Donglin Hall. If you enter the finals, you will probably suffer a big loss at the hands of Lin Dingtian. Therefore, it is your wise move to admit defeat to me."
An evil smile suddenly appeared on Luo Fan's face. He moved his swords in his hands and said: "If you don't want to admit defeat, then fight. In fact, whether you admit defeat or not will have no impact on my next round of battle. Even if you use
Your strongest strength, otherwise this duel will be boring to me."
Qin Zhiyue did not expect that Luo Fan was so confident in his own strength, which made her feel faintly angry and at the same time become more curious.
Qin Zhiyue said: "I have investigated the talented children in Qinghe County, and it seems that there is no one like you. Which family are you from?"
Luo Fan said calmly: "I am just a wandering warrior. I got into martial arts by luck and have no family."
Qin Zhiyue looked even more surprised. A wandering warrior could actually join the Xuanyang Sect? He could break into the top ten in the entry competition, and he even said he wanted to compete for the first place?
What kind of wandering warrior has such great strength at such a young age?
Not only Qin Zhiyue was surprised, but all the disciples of Donglin Hall, Zishan Hall, and Dongyang Hall were surprised. As for the disciples of Qinghe Hall, they were already surprised when they were in Qinghe County.
Qin Zhiyue was not in a hurry to take action. She glanced at Luo Fan and Zhong Shuangjian and said, "I remember that the weapons you used before were all precious spears. Why are you using double swords now? Is it possible that you are proficient in both spears and swords at the same time?"
Weapons?"
Qin Zhiyue was not in a hurry, and neither was Luo Fan, saying: "I have practiced with all kinds of weapons including swords, guns, swords and sticks. To deal with your deft long whip, it is too clumsy to use the gun to resist. It takes only three or four ten percent of the strength."
To achieve the best effect, it is more suitable to use two swords."
Qin Zhiyue's face was even more surprised. How old was Luo Fan? He was one year younger than her. It was already amazing to be proficient in one kind of weapon. But he was also involved in all kinds of weapons: swords, guns, swords and sticks?
Luo Fan's basic spear skills are very solid and his attainments are extremely profound. Obviously, he can't get to this point just by practicing casually. It takes a long time to practice.
"He has great attainments in spear skills. He must have spent most of his time practicing. He may have just dabbled in other weapons roughly. He uses the two swords that he is not good at to resist my best whip method. Hehe... I'll give you a few whips. Let's see.
Do you still dare to talk nonsense in the future?"
Qin Zhiyue thought to herself, with a cold smile on her lips.