Chapter 10 A Good Fight
This little episode ended like this. The man reading the paper coughed lightly to moisten his throat and began to read the list of players for the second game.
"The second round of participants are as follows: Ximen Dian, Zhuo Zhijie, Yao Yinchen, Liao Rijia, Mu Bingchun, Meng Sumu, Bai Yuanshuang, Sun Qing, He Cangshu, and Liu Roulei.
Please invite the above contestants to come on stage and compete."
When the last name, Liu Roulei, was called, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Roulei.
Just how strong was the top performer in the last martial arts competition? Now, three years later, to what terrifying degree has their strength improved?
"Last time, the top-ranked player was just like that. I think her opponents thought she was too weak to attack, so they gave this little girl the chance to win."
One of the contestants, Meng Sumu, glanced at Liu Roulei and said disdainfully.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what you said makes sense."
One of the contestants, Ximen Dian, took over the conversation with a cold look in his eyes, and continued, "However, I am not a soft-hearted person. The top spot this time must belong to me."
The other contestants didn't say anything, but from the expressions in their eyes, it could be seen that there was no difference between their thoughts and their words.
Liu Roulei, as the subject of everyone's discussion, did not refute anything, nor did she immediately take action to prove her strength.
On the contrary, she looked terrified and tears were about to burst out. No matter how you looked at it, she looked like a little lamb ready to be slaughtered.
"The game begins."
As soon as the paper man finished speaking, everyone moved. They all chose to attack Liu Roulei and eliminated the weakest player on the field.
And at the moment they were about to touch Liu Roulei, everyone's expression changed.
Liu Roulei disappeared!!!
"Please, let's just get along, okay?"
A timid voice came from above. Looking up, she found that Liu Roulei had already jumped into the air before she and the others took action.
When did she go up there?!
Everyone on the arena was in disbelief.
Liu Roulei fell from the sky, her face still full of fear, but she moved without hesitation. Silver needles flew out of her sleeves, and she swung them vigorously, throwing them directly at the crowd below, all hitting their hands and feet.
"I give up." Everyone who was shot in the hands and feet whispered.
Although they were unwilling, they knew very well that if it were not for the restrictions of the rules, it would be easy for Liu Roulei's silver needle to pierce their hearts.
This was a crushing victory of strength, and they were convinced wholeheartedly.
"In the second round, Liu Roulei won."
Seeing that the outcome was already decided, the paper reader hurried forward and said.
After the verdict, he took out another list and read out the contestants for the third round.
"Third round personnel:
Fang Rong, Zhuang Qingyu, Feng Yucheng, Yan Hua, Tang Beiju, Du Xiuyuan, Sima Ming, Yin Zude, Wang Jiugou, Shangguan Jieshu. Please take your seats."
Xu Ren'er and Mo Youli: "Beiju, come on."
Tang Qiuyue: "Brother, come on."
In response, Tang Beiju just waved his hand and walked up expressionlessly to compete with other players.
After going on stage, he just glanced at his opponents around him and made a rough judgment.
There are probably few people in this group who can be his opponents.
However, others did not think so. They did not even take Tang Beiju seriously and their eyes were all focused on Shangguan Jieshu.
Shangguan Jieshu, nineteen years old, is a famous martial arts genius in the country of Cabbage. He is one of the contestants with the greatest hope of competing for the top spot in this competition.
Shangguan Jieshu found it difficult to ignore such obvious hostility.
But he didn't care about the hostility of these people. All his attention was focused on the young man in green who wore an ordinary sword on his waist - Tang Beiju.
As an excellent warrior, the most basic thing is to smell the scent that is most worth fighting among the crowd of people as vast as mountains and seas.
"May I have your name?"
Shangguan Jieshu walked straight towards Tang Beiju, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked.
"Tang Beiju."
Tang Beiju glanced at Shangguan Jieshu and thought: He should be the opponent among this group who deserves his most serious attention.
"I can sense that you are very strong. Among this group of people, there are probably not many who can defeat you."
Shangguan Jieshu gave a pertinent evaluation of Tang Beiju.
This statement immediately angered everyone present. They glared at him and angrily shouted at him:
"Shangguan Jieshu, what do you mean?"
Shangguan Jieshu turned a deaf ear to the situation around him. After all, the disparity in strength meant that he didn't need to care about what they said.
"You are not weak either." Tang Beiju said concisely.
The two of them stared into each other's eyes, seeing excitement and anticipation in each other's eyes.
At the beginning of the third sentencing, they all attacked the four people closest to them.
Tang Beiju drew out the long sword from his waist, circulated his internal energy, and before the opponent could react, he cut the red whip on Fang Rong's waist in half with one sword, then kicked Fang Rong hard in the stomach, kicking her out of the arena.
Zhuang Qingyu, Feng Yucheng and Yan Hua, all three happened to be sword masters. When they saw Fang Rong's ending, they immediately reacted. They looked at each other and decided to form a short alliance to deal with Tang Beiju together.
They divided into three groups, formed a circle, surrounded Tang Beiju, and attacked him at the same time.
Tang Beiju reacted quickly, jumping sideways to form a parallel line with Zhuang Qingyu's sword, avoiding the attack. He put his head right at Zhuang Qingyu's chin, circulated his internal energy to harden his forehead, and then he raised his head and hit Zhuang Qingyu's chin with his forehead.
At the same time, his crossed legs suddenly spread apart, his left heel touched Feng Yucheng's sword-holding hand, and his right heel touched Yan Hua's sword-holding hand.
The three of them felt pain at the same time. Zhuang Qingyu covered his chin and stepped back, while Feng Yucheng and Yan Hua let go of their hands and their swords fell to the ground.
Tang Beiju took advantage of the victory and landed on the ground. With a sweep of his sword, the swords of the three men broke at the same time. Then he kicked them off the arena one by one.
After completing the operation, Tang Beiju looked at Shangguan Jieshu. Shangguan Jieshu was a few seconds behind him and was still fighting.
The four people on the opposite side happened to be swordsmen. They unanimously decided to deal with Shangguan Jieshu together. They swung their swords and slashed at Shangguan Jieshu together.
Shangguan Jieshu raised his stick and held it horizontally to block the attacks of the four people, then pushed it forward with force, and the four people immediately flew out.
This is not over yet. The four men were not defeated. They aimed their knives directly at Shangguan Jieshu. Shangguan Jieshu swung his stick and knocked all the weapons down at once.
Then, he quickly hung the stick around his waist, jumped, and rushed towards Du Xiuyuan. The two fought briefly in the air. Du Xiuyuan was no match for him at all and lost after three moves.
Shangguan Jieshu used Du Xiuyuan's body as a stepping stone, kicked his legs, and rushed towards Sima Ming, doing the same thing.
When the last opponent, Wang Jiugou, was slammed into the ground outside the arena, everything was officially over.
He stood firmly on the arena, facing Tang Beiju.
"The field has been cleared, and there will be no interference from others." He smiled slightly and continued to say to Tang Beiju: "We can fight to our heart's content!"
Clouds covered the sun, the originally bright sunshine disappeared, the surrounding light became dim, the wind blew gently, and on the arena, the hair of the two people swayed slightly.
They moved diagonally to the left at the same time, forming a perfect circle.
After walking roughly two circles, both of them stopped moving.
“Zheng——”
The next second, the weapons collided, sparks flying everywhere.
The two men simply threw away their image burden and looked at each other with ferocious faces.
"Your sword is trembling."
"Your stick is shaking."
There was silence for two seconds, and then both of them laughed.
Why were they trembling? Because the wonderful feeling of meeting a worthy opponent was simply too wonderful! It made them so excited that they couldn't help but tremble.
At this moment, Tang Beiju's years of practice finally showed results. His sword was like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, and every move targeted the vital points.
Shangguan Jieshu dodged skillfully, moving quickly and leaving many afterimages. While dodging, he used offense as defense, keeping his eyes fixed on Tang Beiju, looking for flaws.
His stick seemed to be a part of his body. He swung it freely and attacked Tang Beiju again and again.
The two men fought against each other, sometimes Tang Beiju had the upper hand, sometimes Shangguan Jieshu had the upper hand, the overall situation was evenly matched, and it was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.
The audience was watching intently, especially the contestants' area, who all held their breath, not wanting to miss any action on stage.
Unlike the previous two duels that ended quickly, the fight between the two became more and more intense, and time passed by quickly without them noticing.
Their clothes were soaked with sweat, their inner garments stuck directly to their skin, and their originally fluffy hair was perfectly fitted to their faces without a single gap.
The white clouds faded away, and the sun peeked out little by little, filling the entire venue and bringing warmth to everyone.
Liu Roulei still wore the shell of a timid girl. She clenched the corners of her clothes with her small hands, lowered her head slightly, and watched the situation on the arena with her calm eyes.
She was watching intently, but when the sunlight fell on her, she closed her eyes silently.
Although the fight was still going on on the stage, she could see clearly that the winner between the two had been decided.
Listening carefully to their breathing frequency, it can be seen that Tang Beiju still has some strength left, but Shangguan Jieshu probably has very little strength left.
The movement on the stage was exactly as she expected.
Shangguan Jieshu was exhausted and had many flaws. When Shangguan Jieshu was not paying attention, Tang Beiju shook his long sword and put it back into the scabbard. His left hand turned into a hand knife and moved to the right side of Shangguan Jieshu. He controlled the strength and chopped Shangguan Jieshu's hand tendon.
Shangguan Jieshu had to open his hand holding the stick, and Tang Beiju immediately caught it with his right hand. Then he did a few backflips, moved away from Shangguan Jieshu, and stood two meters behind him.
Shangguan Jieshu turned around and saw Tang Beiju looking at him intently from a distance, casually playing with his weapon with his right hand.
Seeing this, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, saying helplessly:
"It seems that I lost this game."
Tang Beiju walked towards Shangguan Jieshu, raised the stick in one hand, placed it in front of Shangguan Jieshu, and returned the weapon to him.
"You are very strong." Tang Beiju felt sorry for him from the bottom of his heart, "With your strength, you shouldn't stop here."
Shangguan Jieshu took the stick from Tang Beiju. Although there was no change on Tang Beiju's face and his voice was calm, he was so perceptive that he fully noticed the regretful mood of the person opposite him.
When he discovered this, his heart was moved and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Do you know why I came to participate in this game?"
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