This record was even faster than Foles voluntarily jumping out of the circle to surrender, and ordinary people could not catch it at all.
"They're both martial arts masters, so why does the gap between them feel so huge?" the red-haired host said. "He only used one move to hit me. Perhaps my opponent was careless, which is why he was kicked out. That's why you can't be careless in a match. If you are careless, you will lose, and lose inexplicably. I believe that if the competition field wasn't restricted, Hu Xiaotian would definitely have a chance to defeat Wang Xiaohai! Okay, let's start the next round. Cheng Yan and Liu Xingyi, please get ready."
The red-haired host actually didn't know that Hu Xiaotian was not careless, but he really didn't react in time and was outside the light column.
"Too weak, boring, and it ended too quickly." Wang Xiaohai clapped his hands, jumped out of the competition circle, and walked to Hu Xiaotian's side. "Are you okay? Are you dead?"
Hu Xiaotian was sad and depressed, and didn't want to pay attention to Wang Xiaohai. His holy card was snatched away by Wang Xiaohai. After a lot of deception and intimidation, he got another holy card and entered the elimination round, but was eliminated by Wang Xiaohai!
"Actually, if you had given me some money just now, I would have let you advance." Wang Xiaohai said.
"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? How much is it?" Hu Xiaotian asked.
If he had known that he could enter the semi-finals by spending money, he would rather spend the money. After all, he is the prince of the Orc Kingdom and has no shortage of money.
"One trillion, and I'll let you win." Wang Xiaohai was thinking about the book of perfect martial arts in the dimensional store. He thought it would be better to exchange it for the book instead of winning the championship and becoming a disciple of the Double Hall.
"One trillion? I wonder if selling my Orc Nation would be enough?" Hu Xiaotian thought Wang Xiaohai was joking. Could a spot in the semifinals be sold for so much? Even a true Martial Saint wouldn't be worth that much. The lifetime fee for a country to employ a Martial Saint is around 50 billion. Of course, that's assuming they're not employed by anyone else. Generally, a Martial Saint only signs a single lifetime contract and can't move on to another job and raise their salary.
"How much is the championship worth?" said Wang Xiaohai.
"What the hell do you want to win the championship? From ancient times to the present, no martial arts master has ever won the championship in the league held by Shuangdian, never!" Hu Xiaotian said as he walked towards the edge of the stadium.
Cheng Yan and Liu Xingyi walked into the light column.
The red-haired host picked up the microphone: "Now the match begins with Cheng Yan from the Alliance versus Liu Xingyi from the Central Empire." The red-haired host's commentary style was different from that of the man in sunglasses, and he gave a very serious commentary.
"Ah, Cheng Yan dodged Liu Xingyi's sword flash and then jumped out of the light column in one second." The red-haired host explained exaggeratedly, "He's incredible. A regular warrior actually managed to dodge the attack of a martial arts master. This may be his best performance since he was a child!"
The host was right. It was nearly impossible for a regular warrior to avoid a martial arts master's attack. However, Cheng Yan had been mulling over Liu Xingyi's attack pattern last night. That's right, he had been mentally deducing and trying to decipher Liu Xingyi's attack pattern all night long! He had devised countless sword techniques and paths, calculating solutions to break them. In the end, he realized that with his strength, there was no way to break Liu Xingyi's attack the moment he launched it!
So Cheng Yan took a step back and thought, predicted in advance, and dodged in advance. So he calculated in his mind and compared with his hands, and finally guessed the attack line and dodged half a second in advance. The probability of dodging it was 90%. Even if the remaining 10% could not be avoided, the damage could be reduced to below the fatal level. So he took the gamble, and then won, achieving an achievement that many people cannot achieve in their lifetime, which is to dodge a high-level attack in a formal duel!
Just like a one-year-old baby who knows in advance the strength and direction of the enemy's first kick, he luckily avoided a whip kick from a professional Sanda fighter during a duel!
"Now we have the last match of the day, Jin Cheng will fight against Lu Feiyan!" The red-haired host signaled the two contestants to enter.
The bald man and the cool man who was as handsome as an idol star walked into the circle of light together, confronting each other in the air, their eyes seemed to be on fire.
"The game begins!" The red-haired man swiped his hand in a pretentious manner, like a movie director.
Wang Xiaohai thinks this battle is worth watching.
Golden martial energy burst out from the bodies of the bald man and the cold man at the same time. They are both young masters and the future of the continent!
The bald man drew his sword, and the cold man drew his knife. The sword and knife shone like the sun, red as fire.
A huge sword shadow appeared in the air. It was the bald man's unique skill. The sword in his hand emitted sword light and sword energy, flying towards the cold man, and the huge sword shadow in the air was like a collapsed building, slashing down angrily!
The aloof man frowned slightly, and clouds appeared around his body, like cotton and snow, some as big as cars and some as small as pillows.
Several large clouds flew towards the giant phantom in the sky, while small clouds flew towards the bald man.
"Oh, did the audience see that? Lu Feiyan's knife disappeared!" The red-haired host picked up the microphone and shouted.
In fact, everyone saw it, but no one made a fuss like the host. Maybe he felt that he was a substitute host with no talent, so he could only force himself to chat and find topics and scenes.
I never thought that the seemingly soft clouds could actually block the huge sword shadow in the air! The bald man chopped the small clouds horizontally and vertically, breaking several of them apart. Unexpectedly, Lu Feiyan's long-handled knife suddenly appeared in one of the dissipated small clouds and pierced the bald man's forehead with swiftness like wind.
"bite--"
The bald man blocked with the sword, his palm shook and he took a step back, while the long-handled knife rolled back several times and hit a small flying cloud, instantly hiding and disappearing in the cloud.
"This guy's martial arts are very strange, no, they're quite unique!" the red-haired host continued. "It's probably one of the royal martial arts of the Cloud Nation, a secret that's never passed down to anyone. If you want to see it, you can watch a video from fifty years ago where a man from the Cloud Nation uses this martial art to fight a sea serpent."
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