Do you think I have poor talent? Don't cry when I become a super saiyan!

In the spectator seat.

Luo Cheng listened to the noisy voices of the people around him and felt a little irritated.

He liked quietness and disliked noise.

If it wasn't for finding a suitable disciple, he would never come to such a place.

He looked at the young boys and girls below and sighed slightly:

"I hope I can find the right person!"

"If the Shadowless Technique is lost in my hands!"

"I will be the sinner of the sect!"

"It is really too difficult to find someone who can perfectly inherit the Shadowless Technique!"

The Shadowless Technique.

The strongest martial arts of the Shadowless Sect.

Only one person is passed down in each generation.

Luo Cheng is the 18th generation descendant of the Shadowless Sect.

His own realm has reached the peak of the Extreme Martial Realm. If it weren't for the hidden disease left by the injury.

He could completely break through the Nuclear Weapon Realm.

He made great achievements in the battlefield of alien races, became famous and became a hero in the army.

He has got everything he wanted in his life, the only regret is.

He didn't find a suitable successor.

Since he retired, he has been looking for a disciple who can inherit the Shadowless Technique.

But after so many years of searching, he still hasn't found the person he likes.

It's not that there are no suitable people, but the suitable people are all top talents like Dandy Louis and Wan Nanjiang.

Their masters are all nuclear martial arts masters, and some are even quasi-gods.

They pursue a higher realm and stronger martial arts.

They don't look down on Luo Cheng, who is only at the peak of the Extreme Martial Arts Realm.

There is no need to be his disciple for the Shadowless Technique, because their own martial arts are already stronger than the Shadowless Technique.

So.

Luo Cheng has been looking for disciples for so many years.

He hasn't found a suitable one.

The reason why he is willing to come to watch the high school martial arts meeting in Zhenhai City this time.

One is to recruit disciples for the new martial arts hall.

The second is to try his luck and see if he can find someone suitable to inherit his Shadowless Technique.

However.

He didn't hold much hope.

After all, he didn't find a suitable person in those big cities where martial arts are prosperous.

This is even more impossible in Zhenhai City, where the martial arts environment is average.

As time goes by.

The game finally started.

More and more people are watching.

From the initial hundreds of thousands, it soared to hundreds of thousands.

Fortunately, this is a virtual arena with no seat restrictions.

Otherwise, how could these hundreds of thousands of spectators sit down.

The lights on the scene dimmed.

The host appeared.

"Welcome to the Zhenhai City High School Martial Arts Conference."

"I am the host..."

After the host appeared, he first gave a formal speech, which was useless, but he had to say it.

After that, the competition finally began.

"Let me introduce the rules of this competition."

"First, the individual competition will begin."

"There are 60 martial arts high schools in Zhenhai City participating in this competition, with a total of about 50,000 martial artists competing at the same time."

"The battle is divided into 10 groups, each with 5,000 people."

"These 5,000 people will randomly descend on a special battlefield."

"The battlefield adopts a battle royale mode, and the top 10 players in the points ranking can advance to the next round."

"Please get ready."

"The competition is about to begin!"

...

Only 3 people from each high school can participate in the team battle.

But in the individual battle, all martial arts high school students can participate.

There are more than 5,000 people in each group, but only 10 can advance.

The probability of 500:1 is enough to show how fierce the individual battle is

In the preparation room.

Liu Bo looked at everyone in the elite class with a serious expression.

"The high school martial arts competition only happens once a year."

"It doesn't matter whether you can advance or not, but you must try your best."

"There are not many opportunities to compete with thousands of people, and this is also a good opportunity to hone yourself."

Liu Bo said a lot of things, and the general content was to let them do their best.

He didn't ask them to get first place or something, it's too difficult to get first place among tens of thousands of people.

Ordinary people can't do it at all.

Only those who are truly talented can compete for the first place.

Liu Bo turned his eyes to Lu Zhen and asked: "Lu Zhen, which group are you assigned to?"

Lu Zhen replied: "Group 10."

Liu Bo frowned slightly: "Group 10, the position is a bit behind."

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, everyone has a chance to play today."

"Being a little behind just means waiting a little longer."

"During this time, you can observe the strength of other players."

Liu Bo has absolute confidence in Lu Zhen.

With Lu Zhen's level, advancing is not a problem at all, and even winning the championship is easy.

Liu Bo's real concern was for the other team members.

He then looked at the fat man Ji Li and asked, "Ji Li, you were assigned toWhich group?"

Ji Li answered bitterly: "I am in the first group!"

"This means I will be the first to go on stage. I really don't want to go on stage so early!"

Liu Bo heard this and joked: "You should be happy. Some people want to go on stage first but don't have the chance."

"This is also a recognition of your strength."

Then, he turned his eyes to Su Shengnan: "Su Shengnan, what about you?"

"Which group were you assigned to?"

Su Shengnan replied indifferently: "The eighth group."

Liu Bo nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you didn't bump into each other."

"The probability of advancing will be greater."

...

Longteng High School Preparation Room.

Longteng asked Xia Fangyu: "Which group are you in?"

Xia Fangyu replied: "The ninth group."

Longteng nodded: "A little behind, but it doesn't matter, I will go on stage sooner or later anyway. ”

“You are now in the ordinary martial arts realm. No one in the entire arena will be your opponent.”

“But your goal today is not to win the championship, but to show your strength and let people see your talent.”

“Luo Chengke is watching the game outside. Can you become his disciple?”

“It depends on this time.”

“Understood.” Xia Fangyu nodded. He knew what to do.

…

Soon, the first group of games began.

A group of 5,000 players turned into light and appeared on the battlefield.

The battlefield they landed on was the snowfield battlefield.

The entire battlefield was covered with white snow, and scattered snowflakes continued to fall from the sky, and the vision was easily blocked.

After the game started.

The audience cheered enthusiastically.

“It’s finally started!”

“Go for it!”

“Kill! Kill for me! ”

“…”

Amid the fierce cheers of the audience, the first group of players officially entered the battle.

On a huge screen, battle scenes appeared one after another.

There was also a ranking of points next to it.

Five minutes after the battle began, the ranking of points gradually became fixed.

The spectator seats.

Qiu Dazhi pointed to a name on the ranking and said excitedly:

“Master Luo, look.”

“The first one is my son Qiu Fugui!”

“You have seen him before.”

Wang Desheng smiled and said: “Fugui performed well this time. He ranked first in points right from the start.”

“As long as he keeps steady, he should be able to advance. "

As a student of Shuijing High School, Qiu Fugui can perform like this, and Wang Desheng is also very happy.

Luo Cheng looked at Qiu Fugui, who was only 8.4 life level and 3rd stage martial arts on the screen, and nodded casually.

He had seen Qiu Fugui before. In his impression, Qiu Fugui was just a rich boy.

He has a good business sense, but his martial arts talent is average.

He can have the current strength by spending money.

He does not meet the conditions to become his disciple, and is not suitable to inherit his shadowless technique.

On the battlefield.

Qiu Fugui held a long spear and killed all around.

This group of warriors are not very strong.

Qiu Fugui successfully won the first place with 8.4 level and 3rd stage martial arts.

"Haha! Did you see it? The first place is my son! "

Qiu Dazhi shouted excitedly, with a proud smile on his face.

The audience around him just rolled their eyes at him.

I thought, isn't it just the first in the group? Is there any need to be so excited?

I thought your child won the championship.

Qiu Dazhi ignored the eyes of others and turned to Luo Cheng with expectation:

"Master Luo, do you think my son can become your disciple?"

Luo Cheng shook his head gently, "Boss Qiu, your son is really good."

"But I'm sorry, he doesn't meet the requirements to become my disciple."

Qiu Dazhi looked puzzled: "Then Master Luo, what standards meet your requirements?"

Luo Cheng sighed and explained: "Tell you the truth."

"If you want to become my disciple, martial arts, body skills, and mental strength are all indispensable."

"The level of martial arts can be low, but it must be balanced. ”

“If your son’s martial arts is at the third level, and his body movement and mental strength are also at the third level, then I will definitely accept him.”

After hearing this, Qiu Dazhi couldn’t help but complain: “This is too harsh!”

“It’s rare to be able to excel in one aspect, but balanced development, who can do this!”

Luo Cheng smiled helplessly: “Yes, I also want to ask, who can do this!”

“But the sect’s rules are like this, you can’t make do with it.”

“That’s why I haven’t found a suitable disciple for so many years.”

After hearing this, Qiu Dazhi’s face flashed a trace of disappointment, but he also understood Luo Cheng’s difficulties. After all, each sect has its own rules.