All People Vault: One-Click Upgrade Of My Skills

"First of all, welcome to the City Lord's Mansion. As the City Lord, I am deeply honored."

After Xia Hong finished speaking, he bowed to everyone.

"The city lord is polite."

"It's embarrassing."

"That's it."

Everyone says what you say and what you say, it's all right.

"Is this guy quite polite?"

Chen Fan secretly thought.

"This time, we will compete in the three major martial arts halls in Weishui City. The winner will not only get ten bottles of Qi and Blood Pills, ten bottles of Chongmai Pills, but also one of the third-grade kung fu weapons."

After saying this, the audience's breathing became rapid.

My good fellow, ten bottles of Chongmai Pill are worth two million, right?

And the third-grade exercises!

Not to mention the warriors, even the warriors in the audience are jealous!

In Baibao Pavilion, even a third-rank Primary skill can cost seven figures or more! Even the top three skills, there must be none!

As for third-grade weapons, they are not as rare as martial arts, but they are also expensive.

"City Lord," someone couldn't help but said immediately, "How come only people from the martial arts hall can participate? Those of us who are not martial arts masters, can't we participate?"

"that is!"

"Such a great reward!"

"Hehe, it's because I didn't think carefully," Xia Hong said with a smile, "Although the third-rank kung fu is precious, it is not rare. If you are interested, you can join our city guard army, let alone the third-rank primary kung fu. It's not like there are no top-ranking exercises at the third rank."

After saying this, the field fell silent.

The three martial arts masters looked at each other, more or less helpless in their eyes.

They were not stupid either, they guessed that Xia Hong would not be so stupid, and offered such a generous reward in vain.

Sure enough, the purpose was stated at the beginning, that is to say, starting today, in addition to entering martial arts schools and martial arts gyms, Common people can also choose to join the City Guard Army.

Although their three martial arts schools started early, they are far behind the City Lord's Mansion, which has a big family and a great career, isn't it?

"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't repeat myself. I announce that the Martial Arts Competition will officially begin!"

Xia Hong smiled slightly.

After all, you have to have a degree in everything you do, right?

The draw ceremony begins.

Chen Fan and others, in order, stepped forward to grab the number plate.

A total of thirty people, according to one pair of thirty, two pairs of twenty-nine, and so on, catch a pair of contests, conduct a preliminary round, the loser is eliminated, and the winner advances to the semi-finals.

The 15 people in the semi-finals are still in pairs, the loser is eliminated, and the winner advances. Because there are 15 people, one person has a bye and directly advances to the next round.

Eight people advanced, and four advanced to the semi-finals.

In the end, the two finalists competed for the championship.

"What's your number? I'm fifteen."

"I am number eighteen."

"And you?"

"I'm twenty-one."

"I don't know what the kid's number is?" The people from the Tiger Martial Arts Gym looked at Chen Fan with malicious intentions, "I hope that kid will meet our people from the Martial Arts Gym for the first time and beat him up hard!"

"That's right!"

"Li Han, how much are you?"

"I am number eight."

"I am number ten," Wang Zhe said with a slight smile, "Then see you in the finals."

"OK."

"Junior Brother Fan, how much are you?" Fei Xiang asked with a smile.

"Oh, eleven." Chen Fan said indifferently.

"If you meet someone from Tiger Martial Arts, don't be brave, understand?" Fei Xiang repeatedly asked.

"Brother, is that why you have no confidence in me?" Chen Fan said helplessly.

"No no."

Fei Xiang quickly denied it.

Chen Fan rolled his eyes, thinking who is he lying to? You have it written all over your face.

Everyone pasted their number plates on their chests, looking around, looking for their opponents.

At this moment, the group arena officially started.

In the first match, No. 1 played against No. 30.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kuang, a member of the Tiger Martial Arts team, walked onto the ring with an evil smile on his face.

"It's insolence!"

"Number one turned out to be him!"

"What about number 30?"

"Where is Number Thirty?"

"The one on the 30th seems to belong to the Gale Wind Martial Arts Academy?"

"The people from the Gale Wind Martial Arts Academy were so sarcastic and energetic just now, this time it's over."

Sure enough, No. 30's hands and feet were cold, trembling all over, and he looked at Fei Xiang for help.

He is just a seven-star martial artist, and he has just started martial arts, so how could he be an opponent?

Everyone looked at it.

"We admit defeat."

Fei Xiang spoke up.

This death lottery is basically impossible to play.

If he went up, he would be humiliating himself, Zhang Kuang is also a lunatic, his strikes are not serious, even a broken leg is trivial.

"Hahaha, Blast Wind Martial Arts, is it just talking about it?" Zhang Kuang laughed loudly.

"That's right, I think, from now on, it doesn't need to be called the Blizzard Martial Arts School, just call it the Coward's Martial Arts Hall."

"Don't even dare to go to the arena, trash!"

"Go back to your martial arts hall!"

A group of tiger martial arts disciples taunted loudly.

Many people frowned.

As the saying goes, those who know current affairs are heroes, those who know how to advance and retreat are heroes, and it’s okay to choose to give up knowing that you are invincible.

But that's how martial arts are, food is the original sin.

"My surname is Zhang, what are you crazy about? I'm comparing myself to you!"

Wang Zhe yelled angrily, and walked towards the ring.

A whistle sounded, and the referee said: "Guys from the Haifeng Martial Arts Academy, retreat, if you violate the rules again, you will be treated as a waiver."

"You wait!"

Wang Zhe retreated unwillingly.

"cut."

Zhang Kuang looked contemptuous.

Next is No. 2 and No. 29. They are an eight-star martial artist from the Jidao Martial Arts Academy, and they are facing off against an eight-star martial artist from the Tiger Martial Arts Academy.

Xiaocheng's Qingfeng Sword, against Xiaocheng's Tiger Fist.

Because it was just a martial arts competition, wooden swords were used, and the two sides fought back and forth.

In the end, it ended with a small victory in Jidao Martial Art Museum.

Game three.

"Is it Lin Yi from Jidao Martial Arts?"

"Good guy, the two with the most potential are playing so soon?"

"Number 28 seems to belong to the Jidao martial arts school?"

"Then the lottery is really average?"

Everyone discussed.

This competition does not mean that the first place will be rewarded.

All the top three.

However, the reward for the first place is the richest!

"Brother Lin, please enlighten me."

The disciples of Ji Dao Martial Arts said respectfully.

"please."

This match was relatively boring, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lin Yi was intentionally feeding the opponent.

"Hey, I said are you finished yet?"

Three minutes later, Zhang Kuang couldn't bear it anymore.

Hearing that, the Ji Dao Martial Arts disciple blushed, took a few steps back, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your guidance, brother, I admit defeat."

"You are Welcome."

Lin Yi held a sword flower in his right hand, retracted the sword, and smiled slightly.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"My God! I want him to be my husband!"

"Lin Yi, I love you!"

Many women shouted.

Matches passed one after another. After all, they were all warriors, and their proficiency in martial arts was not high.

"Next game, No. 11 vs. No. 20!"

"It's my time?"

Chen Fan was also sleepy and couldn't help yawning.

"Hahaha, brat, I'm finally waiting for you!" In the Tiger Martial Arts team, a burly martial artist laughed loudly.

"Bear Bastard! Give us a hard hit!"

"Don't look at this kid as a nine-star martial artist. He has only learned martial arts for a few days, and he dares to participate in the martial arts competition? He beat him so much that his parents didn't even recognize him!"

"Stinky boy, don't admit defeat if you have the guts!"

Fearing that Chen Fan would abstain, many disciples deliberately provoked him.

"Abstain? What are you thinking?"

Chen Fan jumped forward, jumped five or six meters away, and landed on the ring with ease.

In an instant, the audience was silent!

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