My Projections Are All the Roots of the Holy Spirit

Chapter 18 Victory without a fight

"Ding."

As a bell rang, action suddenly began in the ring.

Nine people, including Xu Jun, raised their weapons.

In order to prevent accidents, they held wooden weapons in their hands.

But when it comes to the top 16, it’s time to go into battle with real guns.

But even so, everyone showed their talents, and for a while it was full of excitement and excitement.

However, eight of them all rushed towards the **** man, while Xu Jun hesitated again and again because he really couldn't make a move.

He was afraid that with one strike of his sword, everyone in the ring would be sent away.

But even with such a hesitation, the situation in the arena has changed dramatically.

The **** guy seems to have been prepared.

With his physical appearance and terrifying intimidation, it would be strange if he didn't become the target of fire.

Therefore, even if he faced the siege of so many people, he was not surprised.

The weapon in his hand was a large wooden stick. He waved his hands at this moment, and the wooden stick whizzed past, like thunder and thunder, and like a flash flood, the endless shadow of the stick rolled towards everyone.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

Once the stick is struck, you will know whether it is there or not.

"Ouch."

"Oh my god, it hurts."

"Wow…"

The screams kept ringing out, and in just a moment, all eight people flew backwards.

Under this surging stick technique, the group of eight people was instantly defeated.

However, even so, no one was really injured.

Because, they all just flew out like kites with broken strings.

However, when they lost their resistance and were in mid-air, they were already caught by the staff guarding below the ring.

This big man's stick skills are quite exquisite. It looks like the shadows of the sticks are stacked one on top of the other and the mountains are pressing down on him.

In fact, it is extremely dexterous. When the stick knocks away an opponent's weapon, it also picks one person out of the circle.

According to the rules of the competition, once you leave the ring, you automatically forfeit.

Eight shots were taken, and the eight men were instantly wiped out.

Xu Jun's eyes moved slightly, and under the bright light of the sword's heart, he could see clearly.

This man's strength is extremely powerful, and he is not inferior to Hao Yidong, and is equivalent to an acquired peak martial artist.

And these eight people on the same stage...

The strongest one is just bone tempering.

The strength gap between them is too great, so even if eight people join forces, it will still be a simple game of abuse.

Peak the day after tomorrow?

Haha, I didn’t expect to meet such an opponent in the first game.

Xu Jun was slightly expecting and excited for a moment.

However, just when he raised the wooden sword and wanted to formally take action, he saw that the **** man had already put away the stick with a twist of his wrist.

The man half turned around, glanced at Xu Jun with cold eyes, and said loudly: "You are not colluding with them, that's right. I won't fire you off the stage."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away with a quick stride. He walked away...

Xu Jun blinked, a little surprised.

How is this going?

Are you letting me?

Damn it, do I need to give in?

Looking at his retreating figure, Xu Jun took a deep breath, feeling like he wanted to forcefully pull him back and kill him with a sword.

Forget it, he must know my strength, or have heard that I used the Xiantian Sword Cry at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

So you knew you were outmatched and chose to admit defeat?

Humph, seeing as this person is so sensible, let him be spared. "You're standing on the stage, why are you in a daze? You've passed the test. Come down quickly. Didn't you see the next batch is waiting?"

The staff yelled loudly below, interrupting Xu Jun's thoughts.

Xu Jun stepped down angrily and immediately saw Li Qiankun who looked a little strange.

He knew that Xu Jun would definitely be able to pass easily.

However, it was still a bit funny to him to be so relaxed and pass the level without even drawing out the sword.

"Brother Xu, congratulations on passing the test."

Xu Jun waved his hand and said, "What...what's going on?"

"Ah, Brother Xu, you must have forgotten. In the qualifiers, each arena can produce three winners to advance to the next round. There were only two people left in the arena just now. Of course you advanced."

Xu Jun smacked his lips. Although he was indeed promoted, for some reason, he always felt a little weird.

This feeling of winning without fighting is quite amazing.

"Brother Li, who is that **** guy?"

"I don't know." Li Qiankun said with a wry smile: "I don't have any information about him, but you can check with the organizing committee and you should get the news soon."

It was indeed very fast. After only five minutes, Li Qiankun brought the **** man's information over.

The **** man's name is Li Canghai, a acquired peak martial artist from Fengxia City, a nearby large city.

Xu Jun said a little strangely: "He is a warrior from Fengxia City, why doesn't he participate in Fengxia City's Youth Martial Arts Cup?"

Li Qiankun said helplessly: "Fengxia City is one of the big cities. Martial arts are prosperous and there are many masters. If that kid participates in the Youth Martial Arts Cup in Fengxia City, he will definitely not get good results. Haha, when he comes to us, he is aiming for the front. Ranked eight."

Only then did Xu Jun understand, feeling a little disdainful in his heart.

It turns out he is a guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

That afternoon, Xu Jun participated in the second group of melee.

Perhaps it's because after passing the first round, the rules for drawing lots for players changed. Therefore, among the ten people this time, there were actually two students from the Thunder Martial Arts School.

Besides Seo Jun, there is also a man who looks a bit familiar.

As soon as the man saw Xu Jun, he immediately felt as if he had received an amnesty and looked relaxed.

"Coach Xu, it's great to meet you. This round depends on you."

After Xu Jun agreed to represent Thunder Martial Arts School in the competition, he automatically obtained a position as a martial arts gym instructor.

Even though he has never taught anyone a single lesson.

Xu Jun smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll ensure you pass this round."

The student immediately beamed with smiles.

The other eight people stepped onto the ring, all with alert eyes.

Those who can make it out of the first round may not necessarily be very powerful, but at least they have certain skills and enough vision.

Seeing that the two people on the stage were both wearing clothes from the same martial arts school, the eight people exchanged glances with each other and seemed to have reached a tacit understanding silently.

"Ding."

As the bell rings to start the game.

The eight men raised their weapons and attacked Xu Jun and the others in unison.

Although it was only the first time for them to cooperate, according to each person's martial arts characteristics, they were able to work together in a division of labor, which seemed to be a tacit understanding of cooperation.

However, under the influence of Xu Jun's clear sword heart.

As far as the eye can see, there are flaws everywhere, not worth mentioning.

Finally, it's my turn!

Xu Jun let out a silent sigh in his heart.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword stabbed out casually...

(End of chapter)