Gao Wu: I Can Log Into Shan Hai Jing

"Champion?"

At this time, Lu Xiu was also thinking about this problem.

But soon he put it behind him.

Because there is not much time left for him to think.

After the semi-finals in the morning,

Immediately following the afternoon was the third place competition and finals.

Although Zhou Qingyang felt ashamed,

But there is a third runner-up title,

It's better than nothing.

On the other side, Song Yingjie, the semi-finalist who secretly plotted against Lu Xiu,

At this time, I was already about to cry but had no tears.

In fact, the moment Lu Xiu won,

Song Yingjie was dumbfounded.

Unlike the shock of others,

He was more thinking about the fight in the afternoon.

Lu Xiu won,

Doesn't this mean that he has to fight Zhou Qingyang of the seventh rank?

All of a sudden, this top four was as big as a bucket.

When it came to the competition, Song Yingjie finally made up his mind.

Zhou Qingyang, as the sixth rank, seemed to be the same thing.

Gathering a Blood Qi bomb is grinding, and the skill of the hand is very average.

Both are seventh rank, Lu Xiu can win,

Why can't Song Yingjie win?

If Zhou Qingyang can be defeated,

His reputation is no worse than Lu Xiu's.

Thinking of this, Min Yingjie felt a little overwhelmed.

The players on both sides took their positions, and the referee blew the whistle to start the game.

This time Zhou Qingyang was obviously not in the mood to use Blood Qi bombs,

After all, when I used it last time, the effect of pretend was not good.

So he just stood there, with his spear slanted behind his back

Listening to Tao Zhiyue, he is like a generation of Great Master, quite stylish.

According to Zhou Qingyang's thinking, Song Yingjie is quite cowardly.

I have already conceded once before, and this time in all likelihood, I will admit defeat.

That being the case, he will win more grace.

At the beginning of the game, Zhou Qingyang was going to say a few words.

One is to show demeanor, and the other is to hope to defeat others without fighting.

Let Song Yingjie retreat in the face of difficulties and directly surrender and admit defeat.

"Senior Brother Song..."

However, Song Yingjie didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and launched an attack first.

No matter the audience around or Zhou Qingyang himself, they were all at a loss when they saw this scene 23.

But soon there were cheers for Song Yingjie from the auditorium.

"Song Yingjie, great job!"

"That's it, our old Song's family is not cowardly."

"Quick! The lion roars, the black tiger rips out its heart!"

"It's just a sixth rank, you can do it!"

Listening to the cheers and cheers coming from my ears,

Then look at Song Yingjie who was rushing towards him with long teeth and claws.

Zhou Qingyang's thirty-spirited rampage.

Because of Song Yingjie's routine,

It's exactly the same as Lu Xiu who defeated him.

"This, is this humiliating me?"

Song Yingjie didn't know about his amazing operation,

It directly angered Zhou Qingyang.

"kill!"

Zhou Qingyang's wrist trembled slightly, and the spear in his hand vibrated,

In an instant, countless pear blossoms formed a sea of ​​flowers.

It directly blocked all the roads in front of Song Yingjie.

Song Yingjie took a deep breath, he naturally doesn't know how to roar like a lion.

But he dared to kill, and his skills were quite solid.

Facing Zhou Qingyang's spears that were as dense as a rainstorm,

He unexpectedly found a way out abruptly.

The momentum of his charge remained undiminished, but suddenly he had a sliding shovel.

Actually broke through Zhou Qingyang's sea of ​​flowers from below,

And in an instant, the distance between the two sides was shortened.

This scene directly made all the audience applaud.

But the more the audience was like this, the more anger Zhou Qingyang felt in his heart.

He pressed the long gun in his hand and changed to holding the gun with one hand.

The strength of the whole person's subsequent counter-shock is like mid-air,

With his right hand, he directly moved Yangchun Baixue in the palm of Liuyang God.

Mahamudra, bigger than a dustpan, descended from the sky,

It directly hit Song Yingjie who was about to bounce.

Poor Song Yingjie is also the top four,

Zhou Qingyang, who was furious,

It pressed hard on the ring like an ant.

The sound of cheering all around stopped abruptly.

Zhou Qingyang snorted bitterly.

"roll!"

After saying that, the palm wind swept across,

Song Yingjie vomited blood and fell off the court.

Thankfully this is his last game,

Otherwise, just rely on this,

He can't make it to the next game.

At the end of the game, Zhou Qingyang won the third place in the Iron Wolf class.

This game is quite a bit anticlimactic,

Audiences always feel unsatisfied,

I feel that everything is full of slots.

"I thought it was the next Lu Xiu,"

"I didn't expect it to be a silver-like sharp gun tip, it's not so useful!"

"Not everyone is Lu Xiu, and not everyone is called Lu Yishou!"

"For a peerless genius like Lu Xiu, it's not bad to have one in a hundred years.

"That's right, it's good to have one Lu Xiu."

"Where can you expect a second one?"

No comparison, no harm!

Song Yingjie and Zhou Qingyang made such a fuss,

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose money, and no one has taken advantage of it.

Song Yingjie is imitating, making people laugh and being generous,

Zhou Qingyang can only be said to be performing normally,

Shouldn't it be right if you win the seventh rank at the sixth rank?

After this operation, Lu Xiu became more and more extraordinary.

so that after this game,

The audience is not talking about Song Yingjie who lost,

It wasn't Zhou Qingyang who won.

Instead, it was Lu Xiu who was sitting in the audience as an audience.

Finally, amidst the long-awaited calls of the audience,

The final final has finally arrived.

Whether it is a referee or a commentator,

They have already raised their spirits to 100,000 points.

"Dear audience friends, good afternoon everyone!"

"What you are seeing now is the National Youth Martial Dao League,

"The regional competition of the Zhongzhou Division, the final of the Iron Wolf class."

"The two contestants who participated in the competition today,"

"One is Master Martial Dao of sixth rank, Jiang Feixiong.

"Contestant Jiang Feixiong, twenty-two years old this year."

"He graduated from Zhongzhou University and is now an official disciple of Thunder Sect."

"In the previous competitions, Jiang Feixiong won consecutive battles."

"Slay Saber Technique with one hand, and there is no single enemy under him."

"Especially in yesterday's eight-to-four game,"

"Jiang Feixiong played against fellow sixth rank Huang Qian,"

"Facing Huang Qian's overwhelming Blood Qi bullets,"

"And Sword Technique, a great river that is as powerful as the Yangtze River."

"Jiang Feixiong played steadily and won the battle in the end.

"Demonstrated the level and strength that master sixth rank Martial Dao should have."

Speaking of which, the two sixth rank players sitting in the auditorium,

The faces of Zhou Qingyang and Huang Qian, who were eliminated one after another, were extremely ugly in an instant.

What the commentator said was simply pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey.

Jiang Feixiong showed the strength that sixth rank should have,

In other words, isn't it just that the sixth rank of the two of them has something to do with it?

But there is no place to vent this anger.

Huang Qian can say that he was unlucky and bumped into Jiang Feixiong.

As for Zhou Qingyang, although he won the third place,

But he was defeated by Lu Xiu with a rank seven,

This is simply a major stain in his life.

In comparison, Zhou Qingyang was naturally worse.

But in general, the two are difficult brothers and sisters.

But a few years later, when Lu Xiu has become a generation of Martial Sage.

At this time, Zhou Qingyang, who was so stern,

Will brag with other people proudly.

"I had a battle with God Lu Wu back then,"

"But I almost killed him!"

After the narrator introduced Jiang Feixiong,

All around the spectator seats instantly remembered the extremely warm applause.

Numerous light boards with the words "Jiang Feixiong must win" were raised at the same time.

But the commentator's voice didn't stop at all because of this.

The excited voice seemed to become more high-pitched because of the excitement.

"And another player who broke into the finals."

"It's our 18-year-old teenager——Lu Xiu."

"His age is definitely the youngest Iron Wolf has ever been."

"At the young age of eighteen, he has achieved the strength of a seventh-rank Practitioner."

"Contestant Lu Xiu made it all the way,"

"Before the final, the opponent has always been defeated in one round,"

"Because our audience affectionately called it "Lu Yishou"!"

"At the same time, in the just-concluded semi-finals, he defeated the strong with the weak, y

"Defeated the sixth rank Martial Dao Master Zhou Qingyuan."

"Show us the demeanor of the new generation of young Practitioners in Zhongzhou!"

"Next, please invite players from both sides to come on stage!"

The moment the commentator's voice fell, the referee appeared.

"The players on both sides are in place!"

At the same time, there was a tsunami-like sound from the auditorium.

"Lu Xiu! Lu Xiu!"

"Jiang Feixiong! Jiang Feixiong!"

Lu Xiu took a deep breath,

Stand up from the seat.

On the other side of the entrance,

Jiang Feixiong also picked up the weapon at hand and stood up at the same time.

When the two came to the stage, there was another round of applause from the audience.

"Brother Lu Xiu, you are very good!"

"But this championship is definitely for me."

"Next you have to be careful!"

Lu Xiu nodded, but said nothing.

"Game start!"

The referee jumped off the ring, and then a sharp whistle sounded.

At the moment the whistle sounded, both sides shot almost simultaneously.

Jiang Feixiong holds the knife in one hand, and the other hand is like a goddess scattering flowers.

In the blink of an eye, countless crescent blades the size of a palm were swung out.

Blades are all over the sky, Blood Qi is compelling,

Like messy snowflakes, like flying butterflies.

In an instant, half of the arena was covered.

"Jiang Feixiong is indeed Jiang Feixiong,

"Control the scene with one shot!"

"It's just the kung fu of this Blood Qi blade,"

"Just left the other two sixth ranks behind."

"Next, we'll see how Lu Xiu reacts!"

I don't know if the narrator deliberately aimed at

Every time Jiang Feixiong is introduced,

Don't forget to pull Zhou Qingyang and Huang Qian out to whip the corpses.

If not waiting for the final awards ceremony,

These two can't say that they just shook their faces and left.

Fortunately, at this time, the audience's attention is focused on the ring,

I didn't see the same expression on the faces of the two of them.

On the ring, Lu Xiu walked like a dragon and a tiger.

While dodging the incoming Blood Qi blade,

While quickly closing the distance with Jiang Feixiong.

After yesterday's battle with Zhou Qingyang,

He more or less figured out some ways.

With his current strength,

Against Jiang Feixiong at the sixth rank,

You must get closer and fight hand to hand,

Only in this way can there be a line

winning percentage.

Otherwise, it can only be slaughtered by others.

A careless move, the opponent seized the opportunity.

He could be seriously injured or knocked off the stage at any time.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Xiu waved his fists, chained left and right

Smash two Blood Qi blades into pieces.

One side, then jumped into the air,

Dodged four blood blades again.

At this time, the distance between the two sides has changed from the original ten meters,

It has been shortened to less than five meters now.

But this short distance of five meters,

It took Lu Xiu more than ten seconds.

And Jiang Feixiong continued to release the blood blade,

The turbulent qi and blood are endless,

It seems to be inexhaustible.

The closer Lu Xiu got, the more blood blades there were and the density increased.

In the last few steps, a storm of blades was formed.

Lu Xiu gritted his teeth and wrapped his whole body with Qi and blood.

Immediately - 480 shouts, releasing the lion's roar.

Only this time it's not the same as before.

In the previous Lion's Roar, Lu Xiu concentrated his strength.

Let the lion's roar exert the strongest lethality as possible.

But this time, he didn't do it.

But even so, after several rounds of strengthened lion's roar.

At the moment of release, the blade storm in front of Xiu directly broke a gap.

Lu Xiu took advantage of the situation and rushed out, even if he didn't look at it, it didn't look like he was just a hungry tiger.

With a flick of his fingers, Jiang Feixiong sent out the last bit of Qi Blade.

Holding the saber tightly in his right hand, he unleashed his best beheading general, the Saber Technique.

Sweeping thousands of troops with one move, he rushed straight to Lu Xiu's fist.

Only then did Lu Xiu discover that today's Mei Feixiong had actually changed weapons.

In the last match, Jiang Feixiong used a horse-killing sword.

Fighting against Huang Qian's broad sword, Lu Xiu's eyes were shining with gold.

But today, the knife in his hand has a narrow and straight blade,

The length is only three inches, but it is a Tang knife.

Obviously, this is an adjustment specially made to deal with Lu Xiu.

Compared with Zhanma Dao, Tang Dao is not powerful enough,

But it is more light and agile, and it is perfect for fighting against people.

Especially at this time with the blessing of sixth rank blood,

Even Tang Dao can display quite extraordinary attack power.

The blade and the gauntlet collide,

Wipe out a dazzling fire.

no one thought,

Jiang Feixiong dignified sixth rank,

Against Lu Xiu, the seventh rank,

He even took advantage of the situation to sneak attack.

with an empty left hand,

Throw out a string of Blood Qi blades directly.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is very close,

It was about to be hit by that Blood Qi blade.

Lu Xiu let go of the strength in his hand,

With Jiang Feixiong's strength, he retreated quickly.

At the same time, it also avoided the incoming Blood Qi blade.

In the next second, Lu Xiu fell to the ground with a crash.

Sweeping with its right leg, the tiger flicked its tail and went straight to Jiang Feixiong's lower body.

The two played for less than a minute,

But they have already played against each other for more than ten rounds.

Especially after Lu Xiu releases the lion's roar and closes the distance.

The battle has directly entered the white-hot stage.

Both sides come and go, faster than lightning.

Even the narrator couldn't get in when he wanted to explain.

Later, it was simply broken and let the audience watch it by themselves.

"It's too powerful, it's simply too powerful."

"Whether it's Lu Xiu or Jiang Feixiong,

"They all showed extraordinary strength."

"I wouldn't be surprised whichever of the two of them wins."

"Overall, Jiang Feixiong has a better chance of winning!"

"Strong energy and blood, seasoned experience, calm personality."

"Even if the opponent is only 18-year-old Lu Xiu,"

"He was not at all negligent, either,"

"Even specifically replaced anti-personnel weapons."

"But I still stand Lu Xiu!"

"He is a man who can perform miracles!".