After Tiehu fell, the ghost face immediately stepped onto the ring and loudly announced that the lone wolf had won.
At the same time, he held Lone Wolf's hand and walked towards the four sides of the ring one by one with shouts and cheers, accepting the cheers from the fans from four directions, further pushing the atmosphere in the cabinet to a climax.
Under the ring, someone quickly walked out and gently moved Tie Hu's body away.
They also sprinkled some water with a light fragrance to cover up the previous smell of blood.
After everything was settled, Ghost Face found a suitable opportunity to send the lone wolf, who was already a "hero", off the ring, and then announced the start of the second competition.
One after another, five or six competitions were held in the arena.
Compared to the first match between Tiehu and Lone Wolf, the subsequent matches were both slightly lower in cultivation, but more intense.
The lower the cultivation level, the more stubborn the fight. In one scene, both sides scratched and kicked each other, instead using their mouths and headbutts, all of which were unacceptable.
But precisely because of this, the people watching the ring became more and more excited. They were all stimulated by the blood on the ring and screamed at the top of their lungs. They all shouted "hit" and "harder".
They said things like "Kill him", as if they had a big grudge against the people in the ring.
After watching a few scenes, Lei Xingkong began to feel a little bored. He turned to look at the people who came with him, and saw that Yu Xiandeng, among them, was watching with great interest.
After thinking about it, he understood that because of his high cultivation level, watching these competitions was full of flaws and not interesting at all. On the contrary, Yu Xiandeng and others, whose cultivation level was not as high, found it exciting and exciting.
After another scene, while everyone was placing bets, Lei Xingkong asked Li Chengwu: "Brother Li, if I want to sign up for the competition, where should I sign up and how do I do it?"
Li Chengwu's eyes lit up and he looked at Lei Xingkong: "Brother Lei is preparing to compete today?"
Lei Xingkong nodded: "After watching it for a while, I have a good idea. Anyway, I have to go to the ring sooner or later, so I will go up and give it a try today."
Li Chengwu was overjoyed and quickly pointed to a small booth at the top of the stairs of the venue and said: "Brother Lei, you can go directly there to register. There is the judging booth. After you register, you can wait there and they will make arrangements for you.
It’s about competing in a martial arts competition.”
Lei Xingkong pondered for a moment, then turned to Yu Xiandeng and said: "Second brother, I'm going to sign up for the martial arts competition. Remember what we agreed just now. If I enter the competition later, you will bet all your money on me."
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Yu Xiandeng frowned and asked: "Akong, you...are you really ready to compete today?"
Lei Xingkong stood up, patted Yu Xiandeng's shoulder and said, "Second brother, don't worry, I'm fine. Just remember to place your bet later."
After saying that, he walked directly to the ruling booth.
…
When we arrived at the ruling booth, there were quite a few people inside, about twenty or so.
Those people saw that they were here to sign up for a martial arts competition. They walked in one after another, with a somewhat fierce look in their eyes.
In the innermost part, there is a long table.
There were three people sitting at the table. Those who had signed up walked over, they asked a few random questions, recorded them on paper, and then sent them aside to wait.
Lei Xingkong walked to the end of the line and slowly moved forward in line. After a while, it was finally his turn.
"Take out your bronze medal!"
As soon as they passed by, one of the people sitting in front of the long table said very directly.
Lei Xingkong didn't waste any time, took out the bronze medal and handed it over.
The man took the bronze medal and glanced at it casually. He was about to write something down. When he saw the four words "Tong Liu Geng Chou" clearly on the bronze medal, he was startled. Then he raised his head and looked at Lei Xingkong.
took a look.
At the same time, the man handed the bronze medal to the person next to him for inspection.
The person next to him looked at the bronze medal, looked up at Lei Xingkong, and then handed the bronze medal to the last person.
After the three people in front of the long table had seen the bronze medal, one of them asked: "What weapons are you good at?"
Lei Xingkong saw the strangeness of these three people, but he calmly replied: "Knife!"
"Where are you from?"
"Qingshui County."
"Can you tell me what kind of exercises you practice?"
"Canglong Jue!"
"Cang Long Jue? Are you a member of the military?"
"yes!"
"County Army? Yulin Army?"
"The county army is about to join the Yulin Army!"
He answered every question very quickly, and Lei Xingkong always answered every question.
The man thought for a while and then asked: "What was your previous position in the county army?"
"Capital School!"
Lei Xingkong still answered truthfully.
There is nothing to hide in these questions. Just looking at Yuhua Pavilion's style, you can tell that the master or power behind it is extraordinary. What can people want to know that cannot be found out?
The man nodded and said: "Okay, from today on, your title in Yuhua Pavilion will be 'Crazy Sword Capital School'. Go aside and wait, and I will arrange for you to compete tonight."
"Crazy Sword Capital School?"
Lei Xingkong was stunned for a moment, really confused.
In just a short while of talking, he was given a nickname, "School of Crazy Swordsmen". It sounded very majestic and domineering, but when you think about it carefully, it was actually extremely vulgar.
It can be imagined that the nicknames such as Lone Wolf and Iron Tiger were probably decided by them.
Although he had thoughts in his heart, he didn't say much. Lei Xingkong followed his words and walked aside to sit down and wait.
The person finished recording what should be recorded, then handed the piece of paper to the person next to him and winked at the same time.
The man next to me took the paper knowingly, stood up and walked out in a hurry.
Next to the ruling booth, there is another room.
The room only had a row of small windows, which looked inconspicuous from a distance, but in fact it was the best place in the entire pavilion to view the ring.
As long as one sits in the room, one can have an unobstructed view of the entire arena.
The man walked into the room with the paper. There was a person sitting at the head of the room. He was a middle-aged man. The man walked over quickly and called softly: "Pavilion Master!"
The middle-aged man raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"
The man held up the paper and handed it over and said respectfully: "Pavilion Master, the boy Mr. Chen mentioned just now has come to sign up for the competition."
"oh?"
The middle-aged man took the piece of paper, looked at it, and pondered: "Kuai, Dao, Du, Xiao... is actually a child of the army. At such an age, he is probably the son of a general?"
Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the man in front quickly spoke up: "General Manager Chen has already inquired. This boy is indeed the son of a general. His father was a general in the Yulin Army, and later he was decorated. He has been a widow since he was a child.
He was raised by his mother.”
"good!"
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "Today, I will put this kid to the end. Well, send him some good opponents and place all the bets on him. Also, tell those people and let them
The bet is set."
"Yes, Pavilion Master, I will do it right now!"
The man nodded and left in a hurry.
The middle-aged man looked at the arena below through the window, without saying a word and not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he was heard muttering to himself: "Lei Xingkong...the surname is Lei...from Qingshui County"