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The first day of the martial arts tournament for beginner disciples.

The first and second rounds of selection were completed quickly, and only 52 of more than 200 people were eliminated.

Guxia also easily eliminated his second opponent in the afternoon game.

The second day of the tournament soon arrived.

The third and fourth rounds of trials will be held today.

Since three-quarters of the entry-level disciples were eliminated in the first and second rounds of selection, many of yesterday's players sat in the audience and began to cheer for the players they were friends with.

The auditorium was also very lively, with constant cheers.

After all, for the senior brothers and sisters who came to watch the game, the fight in the Kaiqiao realm was like novices pecking each other, but for the students at the same level, it was just a matter of fists and punches. It was a really exciting game.

Today is just like yesterday, Gu Xia passed the third round of selection in the morning at a very fast speed.

But when he won, he was met with boos from the audience.

Because Gu Xia's opponent was a cute and cute girl, and he was very decisive and punched the girl on the face without any hesitation.

As a result, the girl's cheeks were swollen when she left the field and she could not open one eye.

Some older brothers and sisters couldn't help but talk.

"...This guy is too merciless!"

"What's his name?"

Several introductory disciples nearby spoke in disgust.

"Senior sister, his name is Gu Xia. It is said that he used to be a scholar."

"Scholar? Are you still so ungentlemanly?"

"Who knows, this guy looks normal, but his behavior has always been weird. We call him Gu Madman."

“When he first started training last year, he took advantage of his age and had practiced foreign martial arts for several years and bullied other disciples wantonly.

This year, after everyone's strength improved, he immediately shrank back. "

"By the way, this ancient madman often bullied Yuchen last year, but now he is too scared to accept Yuchen's challenge."

"Yuchen? Then the most talented disciple in the new generation, why does Gu Xia bully him?"

"I am not very talented, so I am jealous of others!"

"This Gu Xia seems to have bad moral character. He cannot be recruited into our department in the future..."

After a while of discussion, the senior brothers and sisters reached a consensus.

This person has a low personality and bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Several entry-level disciples expressed their approval, but they never thought that Gu Xia easily passed the three rounds of selection, which was at least much tougher than the entry-level disciples in the audience.

Naturally, Gu Xia, who left directly, did not hear these words. Of course, if he heard them, he would not care at all.

He doesn't care about others criticizing him behind his back. When he meets someone he hates, he won't deliberately talk behind his back. Gu Xia will only look for opportunities to give that person a blow behind his back.

…

In the afternoon, the fourth round of selection.

Gu Xia walked onto the ring and was met by an arrogant young man. Coincidentally, the two had met several times but had never spoken.

The man mocked: "I didn't expect that my opponent would be Ye Yunfei's dog. It's just the right time to try my dog-killing sword technique."

Seeing this, Gu Xia smiled: "From the Yu family, I still like Yu Chen more than you. At least he doesn't seem to deserve a beating."

"You! Shut up! Don't mention that bitch's son!"

That person was Yu Chen's brother, Yu Shujiu, a direct descendant of the Yu family.

He has been pretentious since he was a child, and as the direct son of the Yu family, he has always been in the spotlight. Yu Shujiu has been working hard to study and act, and strive to be a role model for his peers.

But ever since Yu Chen detected Grade A talent, all the aura that originally belonged to him seemed to have been transferred to Yu Chen.

The eyes of the family and sect were all fixed on Yu Chen. Even when the disciples mentioned the Yu family's young master, the first thing they thought of was the concubine Yu Chen, not his legitimate son.

So if you want to make Yu Shujiu angry, you should say Yuchen's name several times in front of him.

Sure enough, as soon as Gu Xia finished speaking, Yu Shujiu came out with his sword.

when! when! when!

Within a few breaths, gold and iron clashed.

"How is this possible!"

Yu Shujiu looked at the tiger's mouth cracked, his palms trembling, his whole right arm paralyzed, and the long sword in his hand had fallen outside the field.

Next, Gu Xia didn't give him much chance and punched him repeatedly, giving him a bruise and a swollen face.

Yu Shujiu stood still unwillingly and refused to fall. His perseverance was quite good.

Gu Xia tiptoed and moved away, the two of them intertwined for a moment.

"Tsk tsk, poor guy, you are indeed not as good as Yuchen."

Hearing the whisper in his ear, Yu Shujiu was extremely furious at that moment, but he had no chance.

Yu Shujiu, whose face was swollen into a pig's head, flew out and rolled twice on the ring before making any movement.

Just before he fell into coma, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Killing means killing one's heart!"

A faint smile appeared on Gu Xia's lips.

"It's you again!"

The referee on the field made a sound of dissatisfaction.

Gu Xia spread his hands and said, "Master referee, you can see that just now he insisted on not surrendering, so I gave him another kick."

"You... pay attention to the points in the martial arts competition, don't hurt your harmony!"

The referee asked Gu Xia to leave the field, but he was quite depressed. Every time he met this guy in a game, no one of his opponents was unconscious.

"Takeno's killing technique means he will either kill or injure when he strikes. How can it be possible to hit it all!"

Gu Xia sneered at the referee's words in his heart.

…

The second day of selection ended quickly, and 13 places in the top 16 were decided, and the remaining three places were selected by the third day of selection.

Gu Xia knew quite a few of these 13 people. Yuchen, Ye Yunfei, Lin Xushang, and Yang Yishui were all among them.

……

Time quickly came to the fifth day.

The quarterfinals of the Tianxuan Sect's entry-level disciples' competition kicked off.

After a day of rest, the four small arenas in the center of the venue were merged into a large arena of 15 meters by 15 meters.

Some Tianxuan Sect elders and managers also appeared on the viewing platform. It is said that the sect master or the great elder will come to watch the finals in person.

According to past experience, many of the top 16 of the entry-level disciples' competition will become elders or powerful managers in the sect in the future, so the audience seats are full of senior brothers and sisters.

"There are actually two older disciples who have brought their skills to their apprentices in this session!"

Looking at the list of the top 16, the high-level Tianxuan Sect disciples were a little surprised, because in the past, disciples who brought their skills to their apprentices were basically equivalent to waste.

"It's understandable that this guy named Lin Xu Shang has a B-level talent. Even if he's a few years late, he still has hope of breaking through to the Zang realm in the future.

But what about this guy named Gu Xia? He only has a D-level third-level talent, but he can make it to the top 16?"

"Maybe he practiced some top-level external skills?"

"There are always exceptions, but the gold content of this martial arts competition is not high. The junior brothers and sisters have just started to refine their flesh.

Next year's martial arts competition will be the highlight, and there should be no such fish that slip through the net by then."

Amid the discussion of the audience, the game began.

Gu Xia walked onto the ring, and his opponent came on from the other side.

She was a sword-wielding girl, tall and graceful, wearing a white dress, with long black hair, and a white face showing an indifferent and quiet expression.

She felt like an iceberg beauty or a cold fairy.

Her name was Qu Bing.