Chapter 1803 Serious He Wudi
Gu Tianxing was also considered a celebrity in the Cangyun Department, so his son Gu Zhaoxi did not need to participate in the qualifiers to advance directly, and he was even recommended to the top 500 as a seeded player.
This makes Jun Changxiao envious.
really.
With such a good father, the starting line is farther than others.
"I want to work hard to become the strongest in the universe, and then let my son come to participate in the holy war and go directly to the finals!" Jun Changxiao secretly said.
"Ha ha."
The system laughed.
Not only Gu Zhaoxi, but also Jian Xiaohong, Nangong Qingxian and others were in the seed zone.
Although they entered by virtue of their identity and background, it was undeniable that they were all the top geniuses in the Cangyun system.
"uncle."
Jun Changxiao looked at the shaggy man who was standing at the venue like a lone wolf, and said, "He is the adopted son of the Demon Emperor, why didn't he enter the seed area?"
"Because I'm not a native of the Cangyun family." Gu Tianxing explained.
"Oh."
Jun Chang smiled.
"Please come to the stage to draw tokens in order!" The person in charge said loudly.
For different qualifiers, the Galaxy main game adopts a lottery elimination system.
"Babies."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Don't draw your own people!"
According to the rules of the main competition, only the top ten contestants can get tickets for the holy war. If they want to complete the epic task, or even want to exceed it, they must let more disciples enter the top ten.
If you draw your own people to fight a civil war, you will lose an opportunity directly.
...
Center of the venue.
Contestants draw number plates from boxes arranged in layers in sequence.
Maybe it's because you often laugh and pray,
Li Qingyang and others did not match each other after drawing lots, successfully avoiding the situation of civil war at the beginning.
It's not that the author deliberately arranged it. After all, the probability of drawing one's own person is too low in a tournament with thousands of people participating.
"The Cosmic Crusade Cangyun Main Competition, start now!"
The person in charge said loudly: "He Wudi, who holds the number one license, and Li Tianjue, who holds the number two license, are on the first stage!"
"..."
He Wudi walked up speechless.
The qualifiers are the first to play, and this time the main game is the first!
Obviously want to keep a low profile, the result always backfires.
"Boy."
On the viewing stage, Gu Tianxing said: "This Li Tianjue's strength is not bad, your disciple is probably going to be eliminated."
"impossible."
Jun Chang smiled to himself: "Invincible, he is very strong."
Uncle Gu didn't know the depth of He Wudi, but as the suzerain, he knew very well. If he was serious, he would definitely belong to the invincible existence in this kind of competition for young people.
The point is... don't play me!
"tread."
He Wudi stopped on the platform.
Because it was the first player to play, it naturally became the focus of the audience.
"Boom!"
At this time, Li Tianjue, the holder of the second card, landed on the opposite side like a cannonball. He was wearing armor and carrying a heavy sword, even though every finger had a ring like a treasure that increased his attributes.
In game terms, it is equivalent to a six-piece suit.
on the contrary.
He Wudi is wearing a school uniform. Although the style is different, it is a bit too simple and unpretentious.
"Who will win?"
"Is it still a guess, it must be number two."
The audience discussed it privately.
Because He Wudi never released too strong aura, everyone subconsciously believed that Li Tianjue, who was fully equipped, would win.
"Hey."
Li Tianjue said: "Show your weapons."
"Feel sorry."
He Wudi shook his head and said, "I prefer to use my fists."
"Ah."
Li Tianjue said: "It's a bit crazy."
He Wudi is not crazy, but the exclusive weapon is the door, which will definitely be laughed at in this occasion.
"All right."
Li Tianjue took the heavy sword from his back, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Since you don't use weapons, don't blame me for bullying people with weapons."
"Game start!"
At this time, the referee shouted.
"Huh" Li Tianjue didn't want to waste time, and rushed over before the sound had ended, the epee moved close to the ground, and then suddenly picked it towards the void.
"Scorching Sun Slash!"
"Hoohoo!"
A powerful sword energy burst out.
what do I do?
Should I keep a low profile, or...
Just when the sword qi was about to arrive, He Wudi took time to glance at the sect master, and found that he was smiling at himself, and he suddenly had a choice in his heart.
"tread!"
One step forward, the right punch hits out.
The movements are neither fast nor slow, neither strong nor weak, but after touching the sword energy, it violently shatters in an instant.
"I go!"
Gu Tianxing almost stood up in shock.
The disciples of the Wangu Sect who stumbled into the main competition actually broke the sword energy with one punch!
"uncle."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Calm down."
"boom!"
At this moment, there was another roar from the No. 1 competition platform, only to see Li Tianjue, who was fully equipped, stagger backwards, and then... fell outside the arena with disbelief in his eyes.
He Wudi withdrew his palms and cupped his hands: "Acceptance."
"..."
The viewing platform fell silent.
Everyone was staring at him in disbelief.
Everyone thought that the winner would be Li Tianjue, but he was beaten by a less optimistic player.
"how is this possible!"
Gu Tianxing had already stood up, and his inner shock was particularly strong.
Is Li Tianjue weak?
Not weak, but strong.
As a result, He Wudi slapped it down, which made him feel like he was dreaming.
"Hey."
Jun Chang smiled and shook his head.
This disciple of mine is too low-key on weekdays, but today it is rare to have a high profile, which almost shocked Uncle Gu's jaw off.
"I go."
Su Xiaomo, who was waiting to appear, said in surprise, "Junior Brother He is so serious?"
Not only Gu Tianxing, but also the disciples of the ancient sect were accustomed to the low-key He Wudi, and they suddenly lost their opponents in seconds, and they all appeared surprised.
"It's troublesome."
Ye Xingchen's eyes were dignified.
For him, if he wants to win the championship this time, the biggest threat is not the contestants, but the serious He Wudi.
"This man has some strength."
The geniuses in the seed zone looked over.
As the first player to play, and quickly knocking out his opponent, He Wudi successfully attracted their attention.
"Since it's a game, you should enjoy the process of the game. Why do you have to lose it in seconds?" Sun Xiaohong put her hands on the table and pouted.
"Girl Sun."
Nangong Qingxian said: "If the strength is stronger than the opponent, it is also a kind of respect to end the game as soon as possible."
"cut."
Sun Xiaohong snorted coldly, "I'm talking to myself, what are you saying?"
"..."
Nangong Qingxian smiled politely.
Everyone in the world said that the granddaughter of Sword Saint Guixu had an odd temperament, and she was well-deserved when she saw it today.
After winning the victory, He Wudi stepped off the stage.
His heart was very painful, because he defeated a strong opponent in public, which violated his original intention of acting in a low-key manner.
"no."
"The next game must converge."
He Wudi was really not used to being the focus of the audience, so he started to act again.
...
"boom!"
"boom!"
Other than Doutai began to compete one after another.
Those who participated in the main competition were all top talents in all aspects, so the fighting scenes were very exciting, and even the audience could stand up and applaud when the fight was fierce.
"Li Shangtian with No. 86 and Ling Li with No. 87 came to power!"
"call!"
Li Shangtian took a deep breath and stepped onto the ring.
In the spectator seat, Jun Changxiao frowned, because the disciple's opponent turned out to be the fluffy man who killed Pengci yesterday.