The next day, the semi-finals of the World Sword Trial officially began.
The 23 players who directly qualified for the semi-finals and the 100 players who fought all the way up, a total of 123 people, compete on the same stage. Among them, the top 30 players will be qualified to advance to the finals.
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And even if it's only the semi-finals now, no one who can reach this point is mediocre, the lowest is a swordsman.
More than a hundred swordsmen may seem exaggerated, but the population of Qingzhou exceeds 10 billion.
Among tens of billions of people, there are really not many swordsmen under the age of twenty-two who are more than one hundred.
In fact, some swordsmen were eliminated in previous competitions, and now the remaining ones are among the elite among the elite.
It is precisely because of this that we can see the value of being number one in sword testing in the world.
And from the first day of the semi-finals, the first, high-intensity game has already begun.
Some people do it to prove their swordsmanship, some people do it to pursue glory, and some people do it to become famous in the world...
No matter what the reason is, when they stand on this stage, they have only one goal left, and that is to win!
The successor of Yue Nu, the successor of Guigu, the successor of Xia Dao, the Wentian Sword Sect...
Outstanding successors trained by various families are all on such a stage, and the process is naturally extremely exciting.
The only surprise is that among these many geniuses, there is one person who towers over everyone, overlooking them. Others, no matter how brilliant they are, seem to be only temporarily wonderful, but he is like
The sun above the nine heavens is eternal.
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Another game ended, Lin Yuntian once again defeated his opponent and won.
But he didn't care about his victory, but looked towards the audience.
Over there, the young man sitting upright, his clothes as white as snow, his eyes as clear as springs, clearly stood among the crowd, and his figure was not tall, but when Lin Yuntian looked at him at the moment, he felt that he was unattainable.
Although the other person's expression was calm and gentle, and his whole body seemed to be radiating a soft light, he knew very well that gentleness and light were just the most superficial things about the other person.
The essence of the other party is like a sun, high above, like a god or Buddha, looking down on everyone.
The so-called gentleness is nothing more than the tolerance of gods and Buddhas towards mortals!
"Can I really defeat such a person?!"
He couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.
He is not a weak-willed person, but at this moment, facing the aura displayed by the other party, he still cannot suppress it, and he feels a sense of frustration.
Some people seem to be born to stand in the clouds. They once thought they were, but now they find that someone is standing higher than them.
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"Oh! I feel sorry for Lin Yuntian again for a second. Looking at this little look, it's just..."
"Who says it's not the case? I haven't watched any competition in so many years. I really haven't watched this kind of competition. It's only the semi-finals, but the champion has already been determined!"
"If it were any other competition, I would definitely report it, but this one..."
"I didn't realize it before, but now that I see it, this aura is absolutely amazing!"
"Where did the great devil come from to look down on the common people?"
"I checked my eyes. I'm seventeen years old and a domineering swordsman..."
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The live broadcast room was filled with barrage.
Two days ago, there were still people who said that the gap in vitality could be made up by actual combat, but after these two days, those people couldn't be so harsh anymore.
It was also the first time for them to see someone in the semi-finals of the World Sword Trial, with a sword in hand and invincible.
This sword does not refer to one sword, but only one sword.
No matter how good the opponent's vitality is and how exquisite his swordsmanship is, he can't catch the second sword.
In short, after watching it, the only feeling I have is that I suspect they are all acting, but there is no evidence.
Therefore, now the opinions and topics on the Internet have all changed. From the previous actual combat can make up for the gap in vitality, to actual combat also has limits, to feeling sorry for Lin Yuntian and Li Xinghan, everything was completed in two days.
At the same time, there are also people making jokes on the Internet, such as: You asked me why I came to compete at the age of seventeen, because I was afraid that I would be a swordsman at the age of eighteen, and it would not be good to beat the children until they cry.
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"Old Zhao, when this child Zhao Cheng was first born, I felt that he was not a thing in the pond, and now it has really come true!"
"Who says it's not the case? With this demeanor and aura, why do you come here? Some people are born with the aura of domineering domineering. At first glance, they are people who do great things."
Someone echoed.
At this time, it was time to go to work, but a group of social animals were blatantly watching the live broadcast together. They were extremely arrogant, but no leader said anything.
Because the big leaders were also gathered in the crowd to watch the fun.
Father Zhao, who was surrounded in the inner circle, heard the words of his colleagues around him and listened to these words. His expression was very calm, but his heart felt relaxed and tight.
If I really wanted to use any words to describe his mood during this period, it would probably be: The protagonist of this cool article is myself.
As for Zhao Cheng, it was a tool he used to learn from others.
I have to say that my son is quite qualified as a tool man.
However, when he heard some words, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is this kid Zhao Cheng really born with a domineering spirit?
He didn't think so at first, but after being reminded by others and thinking back to the past, he suddenly felt that there was indeed some omen.
It seems that when Zhao Cheng was young, he was the king of children in his hometown.
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"Absolutely! Absolutely!"
"As for the photographer's lens, I give it full marks."
"Wow, why did you come here, the godly boy!"
"I always feel that from this angle, it looks divine!"
"No more! No more!"
"I can not make it!"
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In a milk tea shop, two girls were sitting in the corner, drinking milk tea, watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones, and chattering. Their voices were not loud, but their tone was too exciting.
Standing at the counter, Zhao Xiuxiu was actually watching the live broadcast, but she didn't turn on the sound. After all, she came here to work for a summer job. Watching the live broadcast secretly was already very arrogant. It would be too much to turn on the sound.
Therefore, she naturally knew who these two girls were talking about.
Seeing that her former partner was so dazzling now, she was naturally happy for him from the bottom of her heart.
But at the same time, she also had some inexplicable feelings of sadness.
She didn't know which thought came to her, but suddenly she thought of a time when she was still very young. It seemed that at that time, a group of girls were competing for the most beautiful woman in the world. In the end, Zhao Cheng chose a schoolbag, and the schoolbag won.