Eight arenas, sixteen judges, and thirty-six drums beat at the same time. The earth-shaking sounds shocked the entire palace, and the palace martial arts competition officially began.
This competition is based on a lottery system. Whoever draws which opponent and which stage will compete in order.
Yang Wu was very lucky. He could win the No. 1 lottery in the first arena no matter how many lots he drew. He held the lottery in his hand and smiled and said to himself: "Haha, this is God's will!"
First, it means that the position of Wu Zhuangyuan belongs to him.
Just when Yang Wu was about to step onto the ring, he heard a familiar voice: "Brother Yang Wu, come on, I'm optimistic about you."
Yang Wu looked back and saw Tang Xiaohan, a woman disguised as a man, cheering for him in the crowd.
Tang Xiaohan was originally a beauty. Even if she was dressed as a teenager, it not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a different style to her.
Yang Wu smiled at her and said, "I am the only one to win the top prize in Wu."
Yang Wu's words immediately aroused the competitive mentality of his opponent and all the onlookers, and they all opened their mouths to attack Yang Wu.
"What a loud tone. I really don't know how to write the word "death"."
"Kick him down, what a stinker."
"How can it be so easy to win the position of Wu Zhuangyuan? That has been decided by Senior Brother Fang, and no one can take it away."
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"Have you heard these shouts? Get out of here yourself." Yang Wu's opponent sneered, holding his hands in front of his chest.
This is a young man who has reached the realm of a top warrior. Even if he does not break through to the realm of general, as long as he shines in the ring and his fighting power is amazing enough, he will be appreciated by Mount Emei, so he must win this battle.
Yang Wu looked at the other party and said with a smile: "Okay, then let me go."
"Hehe, watch my shadowless legs kick you down." The young man sneered and ran at full speed. The profound energy on his feet condensed, and he jumped into the air and kicked out extremely fast leg shadows, aiming directly at Yang Wu.
This young man did not underestimate Yang Wu. This opportunity was rare and he had to go all out against any opponent.
Yang Wu did not dodge, and the boy's leg fell hard on him.
boom!
Everyone looked at this scene and thought that Yang Wu would be kicked down by the opponent, but in fact it was another matter. The boy who kicked Yang Wu actually bounced out of the ring.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were widened and they were completely confused.
Even the referee didn't know why. It wasn't until Yang Wu asked: "Do I win this fight?" The referee came back to his senses and announced: "Contestant No. 1 Yang Wu wins!"
Just like that, Yang Wu easily won his first victory.
Others couldn't understand what was going on and felt that Yang Wu must have been unlucky.
The boy who fell out of the ring understood the difference between the two. As soon as he kicked Yang Wu, there was a powerful counterattack that sent him out of the ring. He had no chance of losing this battle. Any temper.
"What a boring competition." Yang Wu sighed in his heart.
Indeed, it would be a bit bullying to compete with these teenagers based on his strength, but for the sake of his reputation as the "number one martial artist" in his heart, he would persist until the end no matter how boring he was.
Soon, Yang Wu won three games in a row, always letting his opponent make the first move, and his opponent flew out of the ring inexplicably, not knowing why he lost.
The identity of Yang Wu was soon exposed. He was the youngest Tianyao Master, Marquis of Shaowu, and the youngest lieutenant general. He had made great contributions to the border and had reached the realm of kings. After learning about this, all the young people were completely I'm speechless. Is this even necessary
Boys and girls pray not to meet such a perverted guy.
In addition, some teenagers were protesting why such a powerful guy was allowed to compete with them. This was against the rules.
As a result, when Chen Yan announced that Yang Wu was not yet eighteen years old, everyone started to shut up.
According to the requirements of Mount Emei, as long as boys and girls under the age of eighteen are eligible to take the assessment, Yang Wu is still a boy, and he is qualified to participate in the palace martial arts competition.
Next, once Yang Wu's opponents met, they would automatically admit defeat.
Yang Wu's competition has indeed become more boring, and he doesn't even have to play anymore.
Therefore, the referee simply gave Yang Wu a chance to advance without having to go to the ring to challenge again. He waited until the top 50 were determined before making any calculations to prevent some seeded players from encountering Yang Wu and being kicked off.
Yang Wu was calm and went to see other martial arts competitions. He found that Tang Xiaohan also participated in the palace martial arts competition. This girl was very good.
Yang Wu could clearly see that Tang Xiaohan had reached the level of a high-level general, but he didn't know what her fighting strength was. Now he was finally sure that her fighting strength was quite strong.
"This girl can be trained with some training, but it's a pity that I already have slugs." Yang Wu sighed in his heart.
Tang Xiaohan is very beautiful and has a good personality. Any man will like her. Yang Wu also has some affection for her, but he already has a place in his heart and will not be tempted.
Yang Wu walked through several arenas and noticed that the three young men were all quite good at fighting.
The first place is the martial arts senior brother named Fang Chao. This young man is not very outstanding in appearance, but he has a very solid foundation and a very stable realm. He has already broken through to the realm of top generals. Every move and every move is unparalleled. There are too many tricks to defeat the enemy with one move.
The second place is a girl named Luo Jiajia. She is the second senior sister of the martial arts academy and the granddaughter of General Luo Gongming. She has reached the level of a top general and is very ruthless in her attacks. There is no general under her command.
The third place is named Xing Dakuan. He is a tall and strong young man who has reached the level of a senior general. He has developed a powerful offensive and defensive combat skill. All the opponents he encounters are defeated by him with one move.
In addition to these three young men, the fifth prince's combat effectiveness has also improved greatly, and he should be able to firmly occupy the fourth place.
The two girls, Lin Qiqi and Cao Fenni, are slightly worse, but it's not a big problem to get into the top thirty, as long as they don't meet stronger opponents.
The final result of this ring competition cannot be reached in one day. After the end of the first day, nearly two hundred teenagers have been directly eliminated.
The remaining boys and girls stayed in the palace to rest and resume the martial arts competition the next day.
Camp tents have already been set up in Ruoda's square for these boys and girls to meditate and rest without worrying about tomorrow's competition.
The palace distributed food and healing pills to them, giving them a certain degree of support so that they could perform at their best.
That night, Yang Wu did not leave. He originally wanted to stay here with these boys and girls for one night, but Tang Xiaohan pulled him directly to her yard.
Yang Wu had no choice but to go with her.
Tang Xiaohan was like a gentle little daughter-in-law. She asked her servants to arrange a bath for him, prepare delicious food for him, and eat with him. She looked at him eagerly, making him feel embarrassed.
"Your Highness, it's not very good for you to do this," Yang Wu said with a warm face.
"Hehe, you are embarrassed sometimes." Tang Xiaohan smiled.
"Of course, even a man would feel embarrassed to be looked at by a little beauty like you." Yang Wu responded.
"You're not blind, but why don't you care about it?" Tang Xiaohan said with a look of resentment.
"Hey, the night is nice tonight." Yang Wu said, looking up at the night sky.
This way of changing the topic seems a bit silly.
The two of them had been sitting on the roof chatting, and unknowingly they got a lot closer, with the princess's head gently resting on his shoulder.
He wanted to push her away, but found that she was already asleep, so he had no choice but to let her go.
The temperature at night was a bit cold, but it didn't matter to him as a majestic king. He was afraid that the princess couldn't bear it, so he had to use some power to keep her warm and prevent her from being cold.
In the face of such a beautiful woman, he could remain calm. He cannot be said to be the first person in ancient and modern times, but it can only be said that he is really pure.
He looked at the starry sky and murmured in his heart: "Slug, are you okay?"
The next day the palace martial arts competition was held as usual.
The day passed and the final fifty were finally decided.
Cao Fenni was unfortunately eliminated. She met an opponent who was one level stronger than her. Even though she tried her best, she still lost.
She cried the moment she lost.
She has always longed for the life in the transcendent world, yearning to become a high-ranking king there, and then find a monk who is a good match for her. What a satisfying life it would be.
It's a pity that she actually lost outside the fifty places, so it became extremely slim for her to join Mount Emei.
According to past practice, Mount Emei will only select the outstanding disciples at the top, and others will almost never have a chance.
No matter how unwilling Cao Fenni was, she had to face this cruel reality.
On the third day, it was time to determine the final ranking. The competition on this day was different from the past. Fifty people entered the newly built largest arena, and the rankings were calculated in the order of falling out of the arena.
This is the beginning of the melee, it depends on who is the strongest.
No matter what kind of competition it is, it doesn't matter to Yang Wu. In terms of his strength, the position of No. 1 in Wu belongs to him.
When he entered the ring, someone finally attacked Yang Wu, but instead of attacking Yang Wu directly, he scolded Yang Wu: "Yang Wu, can you be a little thicker-skinned? You are already so strong, and you still have to fight with him?" We are here to compete for the position of No. 1 in martial arts. Do we rely on our own strength to bully the weak? If you still have a little bit of shame, just get off the ring."
This young man was quite courageous and dared to accuse Yang Wu like this on the spot.
His words still resonated with a few people, and they all started to attack Yang Wu.
"Yes, Yang Wu, you'd better go down. With your strength, you can definitely enter Mount Emei. Don't come here to compete with us for ranking, okay?"
"It's beneath your status to bully the weak like this, and you have lost your noble demeanor as a marquis."
"Even if you beat us like this, what's the point of getting the ultimate martial arts champion? If you join Mount Emei in the future, I'm afraid you'll be stigmatized as someone who only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you have the ability, challenge the top ten kings of the dynasty. ah."
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