Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Only I Can Krypton Life

Li Ziliang's expression instantly became gloomy, and anger surged in his eyes.

But he didn't move, but looked at Ma Ling in front of him coldly, and his voice was indifferent:

"Remember, every word, every word you say!".

"Everybody, you have to be responsible for your words, and in the near future, I will let you take responsibility for what you say now!"

After saying that, he strode away without looking at Ma Ling again.

In the distance, many media reporters who had just captured this scene and had not had time to turn the camera showed regretful eyes.

After all, if before the start of the competition, if a favorite player like Li Ziliang can break out a little storm first, it will definitely be the best news material.

And Ma Ling also retracted his gaze and began to close his eyes again.

Li Ziliang didn't take him seriously, how could he ever take this arrogant fool to heart?

"Some people, who don't suffer a beating from life, still think that they are really awesome. "

Soon, on the summit stage, a white-haired old man came to the stage with a microphone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the triennial ...... In line with the purpose of harmony and progress, and jointly promote the development of martial arts......

".

He said a lot of clichés, and finally got the main point:

"This time, there are a total of sixty-two young talented martial artists participating in the exchange competition. "

"All of them were under the age of twenty-five, and the youngest was only eighteen. "

"They are all the future stars of Golden State Base City!".

In Jinzhou Base City, there are actually quite a few martial artists under the age of twenty-five, but if they are not even medium martial artists, they are just humiliating themselves by coming here.

Therefore, there are more than sixty young geniuses, among whom high-level martial artists account for a large proportion, which can be called the essence of a base city!

"Sixty-two players will play four rounds of elimination, two by two, with two byes in the first round to determine the winner of thirty-two winners, and then the second round ......."

“...... After four rounds, the four winners will go straight to the finals. "

"In the four rounds of elimination, all the losers will be put into the lower bracket and have a combination battle to determine the remaining four places!"

In the end, the winners' bracket and the loser's bracket will compete for the strongest player within each of them for a final battle to determine the champion and runner-up. "

The white-haired old man, after speaking in an impassioned breath, took two steps back and said:

"Next, let's not talk much and go straight to the knockout round of the match. "

"Buzz!".

While the machines on both sides were turning, a huge projection screen suddenly appeared in mid-air, causing a lot of exclamation.

"Didi Di ......

".

On the big screen, there are the names of the players who will be fighting, and these names are listed in a table and are scrolling rapidly.

After a few seconds, the light and shadow stopped changing, and the row of ranking words instantly froze.

Ma Ling's gaze swept and he soon found his name:

Shenyuan Martial Arts, Ma Ling, against the Giant Spirit Martial Arts, Zhao Heng.

"Boom!".

In the center of the vast stadium, after the heavy sound of machinery turning, four huge rings of metal poured were raised.

These four rings are all cast by special alloys, even if it is a great martial artist or even a martial artist-level fight, it is enough to support.

"Whew!", "Whew!", "Whew!", "Whew!".

Four strong martial artists with strong bodies and strong breaths jumped out of the second level of the summit platform and stood on the edge of the four huge rings.

This kind of competition, but a real knife and a real gun, life and death in an instant, if there is no strong person to take care of it, I am afraid that there will be heavy casualties.

"The chosen opponent can come forward and pick up the blade and get ready to enter. "

On the projection screen in mid-air, there were four battle combinations in an instant, marked with red frames, and kept flashing.

"Let's go,"

he said

"Hehe, Zhang Lao Wu, you finally bumped into my hands this time. "

"This time, I'm going to take at least one of the top 10 spots. "

The eight warriors went down one after another, selected the blades, and the battle started in an instant, and it was white-hot in an instant.

A battle of this level didn't take long at all, but after three minutes, four rings were all decided.

"Next batch of fighters, come forward and pick up your blades and get ready to enter!"

Soon, the names of four more groups of opponents were selected, flashing red boxes.

Ten minutes later, in the fourth round, it was finally Ma Ling's turn.

"Whew!".

He picked up a standard longsword and jumped into the ring with a gentle leap.

On the opposite side was a young man with short black hair, holding a spear and looking casual.

"Ma Ling, right? I've heard of you, an all-round genius who has been in the limelight lately. "

"Others say that although you are a junior martial artist, your strength is comparable to that of a senior martial artist, I want to see how many catties and taels you have. "

Ma Ling glanced at him, not bothering to pay attention to it at all.

Zhao Heng, who was completely ignored, was a little annoyed, glared at Ma Ling fiercely, and made up his mind that he would let the other party know that he was powerful.

Five seconds later.

"Let's go!".

The martial arts referee next to him gave an order.

"Boom!".

Zhao Heng's figure sped out in an instant, and the spear in his hand turned, roaring like an angry dragon, and stabbed out towards Ma Ling.

"Take my blow, Wyvern Meteor ......

".

Before he finished his words, there was a sudden flower in front of him, and his hand shook violently, and then the tiger's mouth was shaken open, and blood flowed for a long time.

A long sword had already cut the spear in his hand in half, and the tip of the sword was straight against his throat.

“......"

His face turned pale in an instant, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

That's it, lost?

He is a high-level martial artist! For this exchange competition, he has been preparing for three months in advance, polishing his qi and blood, essence and spirit, all round and flawless.

With his strength at this time, even among the high-level martial artists, he is enough to be in the forefront, how could it be possible that he lost in the first round, and he also lost to a junior martial artist who had just passed the martial arts assessment?

Moreover, how could the gap be so big? He couldn't even see the opponent's movements clearly, and the battle was over?!

"Hmm, it's such a powerful swordsmanship, and the explosive power is definitely at the level of a great martial artist, and it doesn't seem to be ...... with all his strength."

The martial artist next to him glanced at Ma Ling in surprise, and then announced the result of the game

"Kamihara Martial Arts, Ma Ling, win!".

"I lost ......".

The half spear in Zhao Heng's hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and he turned around in despair and left.

There is no doubt that this battle, which ended completely in just a few seconds, instantly attracted the attention of many people.

After all, Zhao Heng was also a high-level martial artist, but he was directly defeated by a crushing gap.

It is a person who can judge that Ma Ling's combat power is already at the level of an absolute martial artist!

"It's amazing! such a young warrior?".

"Isn't this the one, who was recently recruited by the Shenyuan Martial Arts Gym, a pentathlon genius, Ma Ling?"

"He's Ma Ling? Isn't he? Didn't he pass the martial arts assessment half a month ago?"