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"The Qianlong Prefectural University in Longzhou has always recruited a lot of talented students, and they also have a Qianlong Secret Method to cultivate students, which gives them a very good chance of winning," said Wang Yuankai, who was standing next to him.
"Anyway, there's going to be a fight, so let's just watch the show," Zhang Shanfeng said with a smile.
For those four renowned prestigious universities, their exciting rivalry was specially arranged for the final, thrilling match.
This competition is of great significance because it involves fierce competition among eight higher education institutions, followed by a comprehensive ranking based on their performance.
Therefore, the entire competition will last for four days. However, today, the main focus of the competition has shifted to these twenty-four ordinary universities.
Following a passionate speech by the highly respected leader of the Martial Arts Department, an important leader from the Ministry of Education solemnly read out a series of detailed rules related to the event.
Thus, the highly anticipated competition among 24 universities has finally been officially unveiled.
The participating teams from each school quickly formed pairs and then took to the stage one by one to engage in thrilling competition.
At this moment, Chen Feng was completely focused, his eyes fixed on every fierce battle on the field. He didn't miss a single detail, carefully examining the exquisite martial arts skills displayed by each contestant.
He carefully studied the secrets of these moves, deeply analyzed the strengths of each player, and keenly observed their weaknesses.
Through such meticulous observation and reflection, Chen Feng hopes to learn valuable practical experience so that he can perform better when he steps onto the competition field in the future.
Cheers erupted across the field, and some of the school matches were absolutely thrilling. The players from both sides fought like tigers descending a mountain, exchanging blows with neither giving an inch.
Every attack was as swift as lightning, every defense as solid as a rock. The players fully demonstrated their strength and skill; their movements were agile and nimble, dazzling the audience.
In other arenas, the atmosphere was rather somber. The students from those less competitive schools were mostly only at the eighth rank, with some even being ninth-rank freshmen representatives.
Their practical experience was almost nonexistent, and they seemed somewhat lost on the field. The cheers from the audience also became sparse, as if they had lost interest in the match.
As Chen Feng expected, the three state-run martial arts universities of Longzhou, Xiazhou, and Dingzhou cleverly avoided those popular martial arts schools in the first round, including powerful state-run martial arts universities such as Qianlong State University and Liangfu Martial Arts University.
This is undoubtedly a contest of strategy and wisdom, with all parties meticulously planning for the ultimate victory.
More than an hour later, the first round of competition ended, and twelve martial arts schools were eliminated. They were mostly state-run and prefectural martial arts universities that were ranked at the bottom. Surprisingly, Yunzhou and Wuzhou martial arts universities from the three lower states were eliminated.
To Chen Feng's delight, Jiangzhou Martial Arts University had actually made it to the second round of the competition. Although he had no connection with Jiangzhou Martial Arts University, it was, after all, the martial arts university where he was born, so winning a round still made him happy.
Next, the twelve winning martial arts schools were divided into six groups to compete, with Jiangzhou Martial Arts University facing Longzhou Martial Arts University.
In the individual competition, Wei Jiuyuan didn't even need to participate. He only sent three freshmen, and they defeated all ten freshmen from Jiangzhou Martial Arts University.
When it came to the team competition, Wei Jiuyuan stood firmly at the very front of the team like a mountain, his upright posture exuding an unparalleled powerful aura.
Surprisingly, the nine freshmen following behind him seemed to be just there to make up the numbers and were completely devoid of fighting spirit and will to fight. They didn't even show the slightest sign of wanting to make a move.
In stark contrast are the ten freshmen from Jiangzhou Martial Arts University.
They all looked solemn and ready for battle, gripping their weapons tightly and staring intently at the enemy before them, not daring to relax their guard or make any rash moves.
Because they knew how strong their opponent was, and that the slightest carelessness could lead to utter ruin.
In the midst of this extremely tense atmosphere, suddenly, Wei Jiuyuan unleashed a deafening roar: "Mountain-Crushing Fist!"
With that roar, he swung his thick, powerful right arm and threw a punch forward.
In an instant, an extremely violent and surging force of fist wind suddenly rose up, sweeping over like a hurricane.
Immediately afterwards, the force of the punch quickly condensed into an enormous energy fist, carrying a world-destroying momentum, and slammed towards the opponent with overwhelming power.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, the ten freshmen from Jiangzhou Martial Arts University tried their best to resist, but unfortunately the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.
No matter how hard they struggled and resisted, they could not escape the fate of being knocked away.
In the blink of an eye, the ten people were like kites with broken strings, all of them were blasted off the stage and crashed heavily to the ground, their cries of pain echoing throughout the arena.
"His Mountain-Crushing Fist has actually reached the pinnacle!" Upon witnessing this, Wei Yuntian, who was standing to the side, subconsciously clenched his fists, and his expression instantly became solemn.
It should be noted that he himself had also practiced the C-level Mountain-Crushing Fist, but he has not yet reached the mastery level and there is still a slight gap to be filled.
However, when his thoughts drifted to his own sword qi storm that was about to be perfected, he felt a little comforted. After all, as long as he took one more step forward, he could begin to study the more profound and unpredictable C-level sword qi storm.
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