970. Chapter 970: Han Rulie Plays (1)

Chapter 970: Han Rulie Plays (1)

After Jiang Wenting saw that everyone was here, everyone nodded, and there was a look of seriousness in their eyes. Compared with them in the future, this competition is too important. As long as they can enter the top ten, they can enter another competition. platform. While everyone was waiting, the lord of Zhang Wenguo appeared in everyone's sight, and he slowly walked up to the high platform, his eyes scanned the audience, and an aura of disdain for the world spread out , Feeling his coercion, many people present tensed up. The ruler of the main country and the rulers of the vassal countries are obviously very surprised. It is said that the ruler of the main country is also very powerful. Without strong strength, it is impossible to be the leader of the country. Therefore, everyone's respect for him is not only reflected in his rights, but more in his cultivation. It is said that Jiang Wenting's strength is not as good as that of the leader of Zhang Wenguo.

When we first heard the news, everyone was surprised, but later we found out that the king of the country had a certain connection with the sect, and there was a sect behind Zhang Wenguo, so everyone's hearts were calmed down. A little bit, presumably this king is also made by the sect. Mu Zhili knew the status of the sect was detached, of course it was like this in the Tianxuan Continent, but the Guwu sect in the main world was obviously overbearing by more than one level. Seeing Zhong Sunfeng appear, everyone present bowed and saluted. No one dared to be disrespectful. Even Jiang Wenting had a hint of respect in his eyes.

Zhong Sunfeng said slowly: "Let's begin." The flat voice was filled with endless majesty, and under the awe of the dragon, everyone felt that the entire martial arts arena was controlled by Zhong Sunfeng alone. After receiving Zhong Sunfeng's will, Jiang Wenting said: "Today is our five-year seeding match in Zhang Wenguo. You players can stand here to prove your excellence. You still have a long way to go. Once today is over, your life may change a lot, so for your future, fight with all your strength!" With Jiang Wenting's voice falling, everyone's momentum was full With the obvious change, Jiang Wenting undoubtedly ignited the fire in everyone's hearts again, and the next competition would be impossible not to be fierce. Every year, a large number of outstanding disciples are killed or injured in the seed battle. This is already well known to everyone. There is no point here, peace is the most important thing, and some are bloody and cruel methods! In fact, this is also Zhang Wenguo's mentality to train everyone to enter the ancient martial arts school. In that place full of danger and bloodthirsty, it is impossible for a kind-hearted person to survive.

"Based on fairness, the competition will be conducted by drawing lots. Each disciple will fight four games, and if he wins three games, he will get a place. If he wins three games in a row, he will not have to compete in the fourth game." Jiang Wenting looked solemn, A majestic air quietly exuded, and there seemed to be a big gap with the original appearance of the frail scholar.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples were filled with emotion. Perhaps this is the real side of the chief instructor, otherwise how could he hold an important position in the seed training camp.

"Now let's draw lots."

As Jiang Wenting's voice fell, all the disciples walked up to the stage in an orderly manner to draw lots. Zhang Wenguo seemed to have arranged the lottery long ago. Disciples from the same sect would not meet disciples from the same sect. There should be many embarrassing scenes.

Soon, everyone got the tickets in their hands. Mu Zhili looked at the tickets in her hand. The number 15 meant that it was her turn to play after handing out 15 competitions. Han Rulie played in the seventh game. belong to the front.

"Whoever draws tickets with the same number is the opponent, and now the one who draws the number one ticket will stand on the competition stage." Jiang Wenting's voice was deep and powerful.

The two disciples immediately walked out of the team and walked onto the competition stage together. Their handsome faces were covered with a touch of solemnity and seriousness. It was obvious that they were ready to risk their lives for this competition.

The referee glanced around, saw both Zhong Sunfeng and Jiang Wenting nodded slightly, then swung his right hand down suddenly, and said, "The competition begins!"

The originally peaceful atmosphere suddenly froze, and the two disciples quickly opened up their positions. The heavenly energy in their bodies roared out from their bodies almost at the same time, and immediately turned into two red lights that collided with each other under everyone's gaze.

Every punch and palm is full of tyrannical vigor, and the moves are directed at the opponent's vitals, ruthless and ruthless. In the blink of an eye, the two entangled like two whirlwinds and fought more than ten moves. A series of tyrannical vigor scattered and blasted away, and the surrounding air was also rippled.

The thrill of the battle between the people on the stage and the horror of the audience watching it, especially the people from the two participating kingdoms watched the battle with suspense, and extreme tension spread throughout the arena.

Mu Zhili's face was calm, and she scanned the two people fighting on the competition stage with indifferent eyes, but there was a solemn look in the depths of her eyes.

The participants in this competition are all people of extraordinary strength, and it goes without saying that they can stand out among many geniuses in a kingdom. If the person playing was himself, would he be able to handle all of this?

"It's a killer move as soon as you make a move. These disciples are really desperate." Gong Junbin, who was always cheerful, quietly climbed up with a dignified face at this time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a trace of seriousness.

Han Rulie nodded in agreement, "It is said that entering the Ancient Martial School is the real source of contact and cultivation. In the eyes of the disciples of the Ancient Martial School, we are nothing more than ants. If we want to pursue the way of heaven, we must desperately want to enter the Ancient Martial School."

"The ancient martial arts sect is really attractive. It is said that all the cultivation in the ancient martial arts sect is to comprehend innate attributes, that is, to comprehend the way of heaven. Its attraction is really not ordinary." Mo Tianhuan said slowly, after getting along for such a long time , They are also familiar with each other a lot.

"I'll definitely have a chance to get into it." Han Rulie's mouth curled up. He believed that everything was man-made, and no one could stop their progress.

Just as the few people were chatting, the competition on the stage had entered the most intense stage, and a wave of heavenly energy spread out in ripples. turmoil.

I saw one of the disciples condense the power of heaven into hundreds of sharp swords, and mercilessly roll towards the opponent! Hundreds of sharp swords swirl together impenetrably, and everyone has no doubt that if the opponent is drawn into the center of this sharp sword, he will definitely be strangled to death, leaving no bones left.

His opponent is obviously not an ordinary person either, he saw a surge of heavenly energy all over his body, and immediately a khaki mask appeared out of thin air, covering his whole body, even though he was attacked by hundreds of sharp swords, he couldn't do anything.

The two were constantly contending, and for a while, neither could do anything to the other, but the sharp-eyed person had already noticed that the corner of the disciple's mouth in the mask had already overflowed with blood, and he believed that it would not last long.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a slight sound, a tiny crack appeared on the mask under the attack of hundreds of sharp swords. After the crack appeared, the same sound came out again and again, but in a blink of an eye, that The cracks are densely packed like a spider web covering the entire mask.

"Boom!"

The originally strong mask shattered suddenly, and the man in the center of the mask also spit out a mouthful of blood unstoppably, his face quickly turned pale.