Chapter 2319: The Race Begins

Time flies. On the day of the Rookie League Tournament, it was held in the largest arena in Kyoto. In the arena, many spectators were eager to see the start of the Rookie League Tournament.

When the host of this Rookie League Tournament started, the official competition kicked off.

Before the game starts, everyone will sign a life and death agreement. The arena is like a battlefield. It is not as simple as a simple stop. Accidents are inevitable.

Now the game has not started yet, everyone started betting on who will win between Qin Yu and Xia Nuo.

Ling Feng has a game today. He doesn't know who his opponent is, but he will definitely win.

Ling Feng sat aside and watched the game. This game was between Xia Nuo of Qianqing Gate and Qin Yu of Mingye Gate.

Ling Feng and Xia Nuo had met before in the preliminaries. At that time, they agreed to compete in the rookie competition. Now it is his game. He wants to see Xia Nuo's ability to see if he can be his opponent.

Xuanyuan Hong is now on the judges' seat. Among the contestants here, the contestant he is most optimistic about is naturally his apprentice, but there are also a few younger generations whose strength is not inferior to Ling Feng. Ling Feng's performance in the trial some time ago made him curious. Ling Feng's fighting spirit was cyan, but that night's fighting spirit was white.

Xia Nuo and Qin Yu both took out their weapons and started to fight. When the referee announced the start, the two attacked each other.

Qin Yu held a jade flute. If it weren't for his short hair and modern clothes, he would really think he had traveled to ancient times. The jade flute collided with his lips, producing a crisp melody. These melodies can be used as lullabies when the music is gentle. If the music is very lethal, it is a fatal injury.

Xia Nuo's weapon complemented Qin Yu's, and they could almost play together. He was a big man, but he actually used the piano.

At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but gradually, one of them began to be unable to resist. Qin Yu played the flute, which required lung capacity. Lung capacity can be increased through exercise, but there will always be times when you can't breathe. Xia Nuo was different. He used his hands, which obviously had an advantage.

The sound of the piano became high-pitched, forming fighting spirit in the air.

Qin Yu's fighting spirit was obviously weaker than Xia Nuo's, and the result was clear. Xia Nuo won the competition.

Qin Yu stopped playing, which meant that he had given up.

Xia Nuo stopped plucking the strings.

The referee finally announced that Xia Nuo won.

Ling Feng watched the competition between the two of them without any passion. It would be no fun if the competition was not played. However, he still had to admit that the fighting spirit formed by Xia Nuo's piano music in the air was very strong. If they really met, it would be a very difficult problem.

When the host announced that Ling Feng of Xuan Dao Sect and Qian Ye, the young master of the Qian family from the eight major families, would enter the competition.

People outside the venue began to bet on who would win between Ling Feng and Qian Ye. Qian Ye won, 10 to 1. Ling Feng won, 1 to 2.

When Ling Feng heard 1 to 2, he couldn't help but sigh that Xuan Dao Sect was not as valuable as the so-called eight major families.

It was the first time for the audience outside the venue to hear the Xuan Dao Sect, because there had been no such sect participating in the past few decades, and many people put their money on Qian Ye.

On Ling Feng's side, only Sun Youwei placed a bet, which also supported Xuan Dao Sect. He bet most of the sect's money.

Ling Feng and Qian Ye entered the competition venue.

Qian Ye was the young master of the Qian family, so his equipment was naturally not bad.

The weapon in his hand was a bronze sword, which was fifty or sixty centimeters long. There were fine dragon patterns carved on the hilt and beautiful patterns carved on the blade. The blade of this sword was very sharp. However, compared with his sword, he still felt that his sword was cooler. His sword could be assembled and changed, while this sword was just good-looking.

Qian Ye looked at Ling Feng and said, "You should also show your weapon."

Ling Feng pinched his nose and looked at Qian Ye with disdain and said, "You are awesome if you can force me to take out my weapon."

"Boy, you should have a limit to your arrogance, otherwise you will suffer." Qian Ye was angry and looked at Ling Feng and said angrily.

Xuanyuan Hong looked at Ling Feng's appearance, hehe, this boy is really good at provocation. But if you don't like provocation, then there will be nothing interesting about this competition. Deliberately make the opponent angry, and then it will be exciting.

The referee blew the whistle in his hand, and the competition officially began.

Qian Ye posed and prepared to attack.

Ling Feng looked at Qian Ye's moves, which were vulgar and cool.

Ling Feng did not make any moves, he stood still, waiting for Qian Ye's attack.

Qian Ye's sword was directly at Ling Feng's chest.

With a clang, Ling Feng directly blocked Qian Ye's sword.

The audience was stunned by this situation. When did Ling Feng have a protective shield on his left wrist?

This is a shield. Ling Feng hunted the monster in the children's park some time ago and refined it. I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

At this moment, Ling Feng watched the time, concentrated his strength on his right hand, and then punched Qian Ye in the lower abdomen. This blow was more powerful than the last blow to Long Qing. He was really trying his best.

Ah...

I only heard Qian Ye yelling, and then Qian Ye slowly fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Ling Feng looked at his miserable appearance and felt really sorry. He didn't mean it. He was defending himself.

"Hey, can you still stand up? If you can stand up, do you want to continue fighting me, or just surrender?"

Qian Ye was seriously injured because of Ling Feng's blow just now, but thinking about the Qian family's face, he had to protect the Qian family even if he died.

"Don't be too proud. I can still stand up. The punch you gave me just now didn't hurt." Your grandfather's blow hurt me to death. Qian Ye said, cursing Ling Feng in his heart.

Ling Feng looked at him like this. He didn't feel any pain or itching. He could really say it, and he even vomited blood and still showed off.

"Okay, don't say I'm merciless." After Ling Feng said that, he punched him in the face. He looked pretty good at first, but this punch left him bruised and swollen. When he goes back, he probably won’t even recognize his mother.

"You are despicable. You attacked me before I was ready." Qian Ye pointed at Ling Feng and said.

At this moment, Ling Feng wondered if Qian Ye was mentally ill. He had to prepare the opponent before starting a fight? What is the logic.

The audience present watched Qian Ye being beaten by Ling Feng. They had no room to fight back. Judging from the situation, Qian Ye's chance of winning was almost zero. All the money spent on him will be wasted.

But Qian Ye wasn't always in a state of being beaten. When Ling Feng wasn't paying attention, he stabbed Ling Feng with the bronze sword in his hand.

Ling Feng forgot for a moment that his arm was injured.

When the audience saw this scene, they felt that Qian Ye might still win, and they all started to cheer for Qian Ye.

Lingfeng heard people outside the stadium keep calling Qian Ye to come on. He originally wanted to play with him, but he didn't expect Qian Ye to hurt himself. If Ling Feng gets angry, the consequences will definitely be serious.

when--

The sword that originally stabbed Ling Feng was broken by Ling Feng.

Qian Ye saw that his sword was broken. He had no sword. Let alone fight, Ling Feng could send him to the west with one punch.

Seeing that he had no chance of winning, Qian Ye begged for mercy: "Just spare me."

Ling Feng looked at Qian Ye. Master said that you should not be soft-hearted towards your enemies. Sometimes being soft-hearted can cause fatal injuries. Qian Ye has already begged for mercy, and he doesn't want to pursue anything.

Ling Feng looked at the referee, "Referee, please announce the result of the game. He has already admitted defeat."

The referee blew the whistle and declared Ling Feng the winner of this match.

Ling Feng won, and for some people outside the field, they suffered a big loss. Some even gamble all their belongings in order to buy money and win at night.

Sun Youwei was so happy. He lost two for one, and he also helped the sect make a lot of money. This business was really a good deal.

Qian Ye's grandfather, Qian Lao's face was extremely dark. After all, his grandson was also the most powerful person in the Qian family, but he was defeated by an unknown person. It can only be said that his skills were inferior to others. Qian Lao looked at his dying grandson and checked Qian Ye himself. Ling Feng was really merciless in his attack. Qian Ye's face was swollen to the point of disgrace and his front teeth were knocked out. Qian Ye's Dantian suffered serious internal injuries. If not treated in time, he would not be able to continue practicing in the future.

After Ling Feng left the competition ring, he heard the old man's voice, "You brat, you fought beautifully in the first battle. You have not been lazy during this period, and you have worked hard in practice. You deserve a reward. In this battle today, you have contributed a lot to our Xuan Dao Sect." After earning enough face, who will dare to say that my Xuandao Sect is just an ancient martial arts hidden sect that I have never heard of. "

Ling Feng looked at the old man and really didn't know whether he was praising himself or hurting himself. The master himself could obviously make the entire Xuan Dao Sect become a powerful sect like the Eight Great Families, but his master was too lazy and didn't want to flourish. He smiled and said, "Old man, I discovered a very serious problem."

"what is the problem?"

"Old man, what you just said seems to have changed when it comes out of your mouth."

"You brat, you're a middle-aged man, don't you know how to respect your teachers?"

"..." Ling Feng was speechless. He actually respected his master very much, but his master was too dishonest.

"Master, apprentice knows that he was wrong."

Xuanyuan Hong looked at Ling Feng's wound and said, "Take care of your wound quickly, otherwise you will bleed to death, and I won't be able to explain it to my precious daughter."

After Ling Feng listened to his master's words, he was speechless for a while, explaining something to his junior sister. Injuries in competitions are inevitable. When Ling Feng was about to leave the arena, Xia Nuo came over and said directly to Ling Feng: "Congratulations on winning today's game. I don't know when it will be our turn to fight. If the two of us can fight, I hope you can show mercy."

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