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"The first group of battles is over."

"Please prepare the second group of players."

"The battle is about to begin."

The host's voice sounded on the scene.

Then.

Another group of players entered the battlefield to start the next round of battles.

In the spectator seats.

Qiu Fugui walked to Qiu Dazhi with a happy face.

"Dad! How was my performance just now?"

Qiu Dazhi smiled with satisfaction: "My son has made progress and finally won the first place."

"Although it is only the first in the group, it is also very good."

After receiving his father's affirmation, Qiu Fugui smiled with satisfaction.

He walked to Qiu Dazhi and asked secretly, "Dad, what do you think of me, Senior Luo?"

Qiu Dazhi shook his head, "Not very good, I didn't meet the requirements to become his disciple."

Qiu Fugui frowned and said, "I've already won first place, how can I not meet this?"

"Senior Luo's requirements are too strict."

Qiu Dazhi said, "I think except for Lu Zhen, all the contestants present should find it difficult to meet them."

Qiu Fugui said, "Think about it, it's true. For a strong man like Senior Luo, ordinary people really can't be his disciples."

"My talent is average, so it's normal that I can't catch his eye."

"Now it's up to Lu Zhen."

"He is a member of our martial arts club. If he can become a disciple of Senior Luo, it will only benefit us and not harm us."

Soon.

The second battle was over.

This performance was very average. The contestants were not strong and there was nothing to watch.

The third, fourth, fifth, and seventh games were all the same, with nothing to watch.

The audience was still passionate, and every time a match ended, there would be a burst of exclamations.

But for Luo Cheng, a strong man at the peak of the extreme martial arts realm.

These battles were just children playing house, very boring.

He almost fell asleep while watching.

If Qiu Dazhi hadn't kept telling him that it would be exciting later, he would have left long ago.

"The eighth group of battles is about to begin."

"Please get ready!"

The host's voice sounded.

Then, the contestants appeared on the battlefield.

Qiu Dazhi recognized one of them at a glance, pointed at her and said excitedly:

"Master Luo, look at that girl."

"Her name is Su Shengnan, she is my niece, and she is also very talented."

"Really? Let me take a look." Luo Cheng looked in the direction Qiu Dazhi pointed.

At a glance, he saw Su Shengnan killing people on the big screen.

On the battlefield.

Su Shengnan held a horizontal sword in her hand, invincible, like a hell Shura, slashing at anyone she saw.

Now he has reached the 8.3 life level, and his martial arts skills have reached the third-stage intermediate level.

Among these martial arts high school students, it is already very good.

Luo Cheng asked calmly: "How old is this girl this year? What talent does she have?"

Qiu Dazhi said: "If I remember correctly, she should be 15 years old, with A-level talent."

"Master Luo, what do you think of her?"

Luo Cheng said: "Not bad."

"Her sword skills are very sharp, unlike what ordinary martial arts teachers can teach."

Qiu Dazhi smiled: "Master Luo's eyes are really sharp."

"She is from a martial arts family, and her elders are all martial arts masters. Her sword skills are all taught by her elders."

Luo Cheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Qiu Dazhi asked tentatively: "Master Luo, can this girl become your disciple?"

Luo Cheng smiled faintly: "Let's see."

He did not agree directly, nor did he refuse directly.

Seeing this, Qiu Dazhi did not ask any more questions, which can be seen from Luo Cheng's attitude.

He probably didn't fancy Su Shengnan either.

Soon.

The eighth battle ended.

Su Shengnan got the first place in points and advanced smoothly.

Although she encountered some difficult opponents during the period, she still won easily under her domineering sword.

"The ninth battle is about to begin."

"Please get ready."

The host's voice resounded throughout the scene.

Then, countless figures appeared on the battlefield.

Someone immediately recognized a warrior holding a spear on the battlefield.

"It's Xia Fangyu!"

"Last year's champion!"

"It's finally his turn!"

"..."

The audience couldn't help but get excited when they saw Xia Fangyu.

Luo Cheng listened to the excited screams of the audience and instantly remembered.

This is the young man who greeted him before the game, and he seemed to have entered the level.

Looking at Xia Fangyu on the battlefield, Luo Cheng instantly became interested.

On the battlefield.

Xia Fangyu holding a spear like a god of war.

No one survived wherever he went.

Fan Wujing's strength was almost invincible in the entire battlefield.

Whoever saw him would die, no one could stop him.

Even if he was besieged by many people, he could easilyAll the opponents were killed instantly.

In the end, he won the first place with 1011 points.

"Fuck!"

"This Xia Fangyu is too fierce!"

"In a battlefield with more than 5,000 people, he killed more than 1,000 people by himself."

"It's so cruel."

"How can we win this game? Just give him the championship!"

"..."

There were constant exclamations at the scene.

Everyone was shocked by Xia Fangyu's strength.

In the spectator seats.

At this moment, Wang Desheng, Liu Bo and Qiu Dazhi were surprised.

"Xia Fangyu actually broke through the ordinary martial arts realm!"

"How come it's so fast!"

"Wasn't he still level 9.0 some time ago?"

Wang Desheng said in surprise.

Liu Bo said: "He should have just broken through during this period."

Qiu Dazhi said: "Will this guy affect Lu Zhen's victory?"

Wang Desheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, it won't affect him yet."

"Let alone one ordinary martial arts realm, even if there are ten, they are not Lu Zhen's opponent."

At the beginning, ten ordinary martial arts realm sea fish tribes couldn't do anything to Lu Zhen, and now Xia Fangyu, a ordinary martial arts realm, is even less likely to be Lu Zhen's opponent.

On the other side.

After Xia Fangyu's battle was over.

Long Teng came to Luo Cheng as soon as possible.

"Senior Luo, what do you think of my student?"

Luo Cheng replied calmly: "Very good."

"His realm and martial arts level are not low."

"It is very rare to reach this level at this age."

Long Teng was very excited, and he asked tentatively: "Can he become your disciple?"

Luo Cheng replied: "He is not qualified to be my true disciple."

"But you can still consider becoming a disciple of the new martial arts hall."

Hearing this, Long Teng could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

"Then I would like to thank Senior Luo on behalf of Xia Fangyu."

"As long as I can become your disciple, it doesn't matter even if I am not a true disciple."

"As long as I can be by your side, it is a great honor for Xia Fangyu."

Long Teng was very happy.

Although Luo Cheng did not directly let him become a true disciple, the so-called "the one who is close to the water tower gets the moon first".

As long as he can be by Luo Cheng's side, there is still a chance to become a true disciple.

"The 10th group battle is about to begin."

"Please prepare yourselves."

The host's voice rang out.

The next second, the last contestant turned into a beam of light and appeared on the battlefield.

And when the audience saw a contestant on the big screen, they went wild.

"Ahhh!"

"It's Lu Zhen!"

"He's finally on the field!"