Hero Cultivation System

"In the sixth game, Dian Cang sent Liu Sen to win."

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Tang Qin flew straight from the ring into Liang Gong's arms like a baby swallow.

"I'm so angry." She was so angry that she didn't feel decadent or sad about defeat, but just unconvinced.

"This is a non-war crime." Liang Gong patted her shoulder and consoled her.

No wonder Tang Qin was so angry that her opponent Liu Sen of the Diancang faction actually found an alloy shield of the same height in just two hours. No matter how powerful Tang Qin's hidden weapon was, she just hid her body behind the shield. Tang Qin There was nothing he could do, plus he would always suffer some losses in a head-on battle with the Tang clan, so when Liu Sen polished off Tang Qin's hidden weapons, he would naturally be the winner.

However, their game brought joy to the whole audience, and laughter continued in the ring. Liu Sen was like a big turtle hiding behind the shield, while Tang Qin was like a mouse trying to pull a tortoise, and the two of them were spinning around in the ring for half of the time. It took many hours until Tang Qin finished using the hidden weapon and gave up.

This game can be considered a minor upset. Fortunately, there were no accidents between Huang Gang and Miao Shan, and between Dao Ji and Nie Bo. Otherwise, many punters might have suspected that there was something shady.

Among the six games, Huang Gang's match against Miao Shan was the most thrilling.

Miao Shan of the Kongtong sect wields the "Kongtong Xuanmen Sword" and follows a spicy and treacherous path. Not only is his movement erratic, but his moves are also made from directions that the opponent cannot imagine. Everyone under the ring is covered in cold sweat. , everyone agrees that if he had not met Huang Gang, he would have been in the top three.

Huang Gang, who was born in the Changbai sect, is tall but extremely fast. He has mastered the "Wind and Thunder Palm Technique". He also incorporates the capturing and killing techniques he learned in the army. Not only is he not afraid of the opponent's weapons, but As long as he bullied him into close combat and faced his fighting style in which every part of his body was a weapon, no opponent would be able to avoid scrambling. Miao Shan was defeated when he got close to him and hugged his waist.

As for the battle between Dao Ji and Nie Bo of the Qinglonghui, it can be called the most enjoyable match in this round. Both of them are good swordsmen. Dao Ji’s Wudang Tai Chi swordsmanship and the Kunlun swordsmanship flag used by Nie Bo, who was originally from Kunlun. When encountering an opponent, both sides go back and forth, the swords are shining brightly, and it takes more than 300 moves to determine the winner. The Qinggong is superior to the opponent's Dao Ji, and he wins with one sword.

"The second round of drawing begins."

"The first game: Liang Gong versus Diancang faction Liu Sen."

"The second game: Emei faction Yuan Fang versus Changbai faction Huang Gang."

"The third scene: Wudang Sect Daoji versus Longmen Sect Quanli."

"The second round will start in an hour."

It was noon, and the conference announced an hour's break. However, except for a few people, most of the audience under the ring were unwilling to give up their seats. The Wu-Tang Clan had to ask the kitchen to temporarily cook buckets of vegetarian noodles to feed these martial artists.

"Liang Gong, why don't you follow me back to Tangmen's tent to rest and have a meal." For the sake of convenience, Tangmen asked someone to set up a small tent not far away to avoid wasting time going back and forth to Shuangyang City.

"Xiao Qin, you can go back by yourself. Just now Dao Ji found a young Taoist priest to send me a message asking me to come over. I think he may have something to discuss with me."

"Okay, but you are the first one in the afternoon, don't forget the time." Tang Qin was a little depressed. Although he didn't know if Ji really wanted to see Liang Gong for something, but Liang Gong had obviously distanced himself from the Tang clan in the past few days. It is an indisputable fact that Tang Qin felt as if there was a big stone stuck in his chest as he watched Liang Gong's figure disappearing further and further away, making him unable to breathe.

An hour passed quickly as the onlookers ate noodles and placed bets. When the golden bell rang, everyone turned their attention to the ring again.

Liang Gong appeared on the ring on time and looked at each other with the elders of the Wudang Sect and Nanhai Sect who were serving as referees.

The arena opposite him was empty. Three minutes after the golden bell rang, Liu Sen from the Diancang faction still hadn't shown up. This was the first time someone was late in the rookie competition from the group stage to the finals. The two referees didn't know what to do.

According to the rules of the competition, failure to show up within five minutes after the golden bell rings will be deemed as a waiver. However, it is the finals and there are only six players left. If you are late for some reason, it would be too harsh to be disqualified.

The two referees had no choice but to discuss with Liang Gong to give Liu Sen more time. Of course, Liang Gong nodded in agreement, while the dozen or so people from the Dian Cang faction who attended the meeting were looking for Liu Sen everywhere like crazy.

Another five minutes passed, and the audience under the ring was waiting impatiently, and some even started shouting: "Abstain." The two had no choice but to use their mobile phones to ask the top management of the conference for instructions, and then announced: "If Liu Sen does not show up within three minutes, he will be dismissed." Abstention theory.”

Time passed by, and everyone stretched their necks to look in the direction of the gate of Yuxu Palace, waiting for Liu Sen's figure. The two referees even lowered their heads and stared at their watches.

After three minutes, everyone was disappointed. It seemed that he was another coward who had given up. These martial arts rookies who grew up in modern society have gradually lost their blood. Liang Gong in the ring once again surrendered after Wang Shang surrendered in the first round. Win without fighting.

"Nima, this guy is extremely lucky."

"Oh no, why did such a good thing happen to him?"

The onlookers in the audience were talking a lot and criticizing Liang Gong's merit in entering the finals. However, this is the fact. No matter how envious and jealous he is, he has to admit that he is just lucky.

The two referees on the stage looked at each other and could only pick up the microphone helplessly and said: "In the first game, Dian Cang sent Liu Sen to abstain, Liang Gong..."

Before he could finish speaking, the situation suddenly changed.

"Wait a moment."

The person who came roared out with real energy, and the sound shook the whole place.

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the gate. More than ten people from the Diancang Sect rushed into the gate carrying people. The leader was none other than Liu Yunhan, the leader of the Diancang Sect. However, the faces of several people all had angry looks on their faces. Everyone knew what was going on. There was a change, so he spontaneously made way for the Dian Cang faction to reach the ring.

"Hey, look, how many of them are covered in blood."

"What about the blood stains? Didn't you see that the person they were carrying seemed to be Liu Sen."

When the Diancang Sect passed by, the sharp-eyed people had already seen that the person they were carrying was Liu Sen, and judging from the unnatural posture of his hands and feet, it was obvious that he had died of exhaustion long ago.

Distraught and furious, Dian Cang sent a group of people to rush to the ring, regardless of the referee's stop, and put Liu Sen's body on the table. Everyone looked at Liang Gong with red eyes and an angry expression on the leader Liu Yunhan's face. Tie Qing asked Liang Gong:

"Liang Gong, where did you go during your break just now."

This question was very rude, just like an elder scolding a junior. Naturally, Liang Gong didn't accept his words: "Who are you? It's none of your business where I just went."

"You..." Seeing Liang Gong's reply, everyone in the Dian Cang faction suddenly became furious. They all drew their swords out of their scabbards and rushed forward.

"Wait a minute." The referee of the Wudang Sect stepped out and stood in front of Liang Gong. Although he knew that something would happen to the Diancang Sect, this was a competition arena. If they were allowed to do whatever they wanted, the Wudang Sect's face would be lost.

"Liu Yunhan, if you have anything to say, please explain it clearly. This is a martial arts arena and you are not allowed to do anything rashly."

Liu Yunhan sneered and said, "Speak clearly, okay, Liu Gan, you can come out."

Behind him, a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old emerged from the Diancang sect. He walked timidly to Liu Yunhan's side with his head shrunk. It seemed that he was Liu Gan.

"Liu Gan, don't be afraid, speak loudly in front of the heroes of the world."

"Get the microphone." The audience in the audience couldn't hear what Dian Cang Pai was saying, so they started to demand.

"Yes, get the microphone."

Seeing the anger in the audience, the referee had no choice but to take out the microphone and hand it to Liu Gan. The junior student tremblingly reached out to take it, hid in front of Liu Yunhan and said slowly:

"During the lunch break, a Taoist priest from the Wudang sect came to my senior brother and told him to send a message for Liang Gong, asking him to meet him in front of the Taoist temple two miles to the west. The senior brother went out alone without doubting his presence. Just now we found him at the Taoist temple. By then, he had already been killed."

Liu Gan's childish voice flowed out of the speakers, and the audience was in an uproar.

"Liang Gong, do you have anything else to say?"