40 I am a useless person (Part 9)
◎Not a martial arts master◎
Today is the second day after the auditions, and also the day when the official finals begin.
Early in the morning, Bai Yu got up early to get ready.
The two senior brothers also helped to carry the things, and the three of them set off towards the final venue together.
When they arrived at the place, a guard came over with a bamboo stick tube. Bai Yu drew a number five, a position that was neither too far nor too far.
The guard came over and told Bai Yu that the No. 5 competition would start at 3:15 p.m. He could not leave the venue during this period and could only leave after the competition was over. So Bai Yu randomly picked a competition venue and started watching.
The contestants on the stage revealed all their cards and the fight was dazzling and exciting.
The time passed soon. When the time was up, Bai Yu picked up the Moon-Eating Sword prepared by his master, put on the golden chain mail, and stood on the stage.
Opposite him was a young man with a handsome face and an axe in his hand.
When the referee shouted "start", the man quickly raised his hands and shouted loudly: "I surrender!"
Bai Yu's hand, which was about to wave, stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
What Bai Yu didn't know was that ever since he entered the city, his portrait had spread to all the major sects and contestants.
For other contestants, it is not worthwhile to challenge opponents who cannot be defeated, which will cause them to lose their mobility and miss the opportunity to rank high.
After all, we have entered the finals, and everyone wants to get a higher ranking to give an explanation to themselves and the sect.
Not only Bai Yu received this treatment, Ying Aotian, who had just finished a match far away, was also eliminated without making a single move.
Bai Yu walked off the stage in a daze.
Although Bai Yu was unhappy, Master Wangyue, who was not far away and was secretly watching the game in the crowd, was very happy. It was worth it that he had been writing letters to his old friends in the past few days, bragging about his disciple and how powerful his martial arts were.
It's better not to attack. Every time you attack less, you will get hurt less. Master Wangyue sighed to himself.
Luck seemed to have descended upon Bai Yu. He did not play in the second game. He got a bye in the round of 15 to 8.
On the third day, Bai Yu happily packed his bags, put on the golden mail given by his master, and prepared to go on stage to show his skills.
It's been three days, and this is the final of the top eight. No one will give up today, so you can test your own level.
Bai Yu stood in the arena, staring intently at the man opposite him. The man opposite him also had a solemn expression and was waiting in a serious manner.
Bai Yu only heard the referee's shout of "start". He didn't even have time to use his moves this time before he saw the opponent raise his hands and shout, "I give up!"
Huh? Bai Yu was completely confused. Could he admit defeat in such a round of 8 to 4?
Little did they know that Qiu Yin, the opponent who admitted defeat, also had a sad face.
...Alas...I didn't expect that when I was in the top eight to top four, I would meet Qian Baiyu from the Wangyue Sect.
Qiu Yin didn't have any hope of defeating Qian Baiyu at the beginning. He wanted to give it a try before going on stage, but once he got on stage, he found that his opponent was so eager to fight that his eyes revealed excitement and he was eager to start a fight.
Qiu Yin knew that he was doomed. There was someone in this state on the field, and he also had powerful martial arts skills. How could he fight him? Was he going to fight with his life?
And if I don't admit defeat, I will definitely not win tomorrow's game because of the injuries I suffer.
Sigh... Qiu Yin sighed silently again.
Now I can only hope for tomorrow's race and get a higher ranking.
Finally, Qiu Yin actually had some thoughts about admitting defeat. Qian Baiyu had not made any moves since his appearance.
If Qiu Yin could figure out his moves, it would be beneficial to the players who competed later, but for Qiu Yin himself, it would be like killing 800 enemies and losing 10,000 of his own, which would only benefit others.
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