After the semi-finals were decided, after a short rest time, the referee dean Zhou Qingfeng drew a lottery and announced the next match roster, namely:

Game 1, Su Yang vs Moore

The second game, Feiyu vs. Percy Mirak

The competition will be held after one day.

At the same time, Bert brought two news, one good and one bad news, the good news is that Su Yang's odds continue to rise, and it has reached the point where people can get rich overnight. The bad news is that Su Yang's opponent Moore, who fought in the next game, went from the qualifiers to the semi-finals, and all the opponents he encountered were defeated by him in one move, so no one knew how Moore's strength was.

"In other words, the strength that Moore currently knows is that he has indeed reached the fourth-level great sword master?" Su Yang said with a frown.

"Yes, by summarizing the information that Bert found, only Moore is a fourth-level great sword master. I don't know anything else, so Su Yang, you should be careful next time you fight." Yan Lang looked at Su Yang with a worried look on his face.

Su Yang nodded and signaled that he knew.

Yuelai, who was standing beside him, frowned when he heard the words Moore, and asked, "What is the full name of Moore? Is it Moore? Albert?"

Albert?

Su Yang raised his eyebrows, and the name reminded him of the genius martial artist Albert Bernstein in the game. Is there any connection between these two people?

Yan Lang thought for a while, shook his head and said, "We don't know this. This Moore's origin is very mysterious. He was specially recruited by the dean, so no one knows what his full name is."

"Senior sister, do you know him?"

"Oh no." Yue Leixi shook her head and said, "If this Moore and the Moore I heard of while traveling on the mainland are the same person, then I don't like your battle."

"Why?"

"The reason is very simple. If this Moore is really the genius of the Albert family, then I can tell you clearly that what he is good at is not fighting spirit but martial arts, simple martial arts."

"Simple martial arts?" Su Yang said in confusion: "Isn't he practicing fighting spirit?"

"No, it's Dou Qi, but he is different from ordinary warriors. Ordinary warriors hope that the stronger the Dou Qi, the better. The people of the Albert family are different. They only lay a foundation for practicing Dou Qi. The center of their cultivation is to break through their own limits and constantly break through themselves by honing their physical strength. Therefore, people in the Albert family often have a low level of Dou Qi but are very powerful. I once saw an elder of the Albert family knocking a sword sect into pieces with one punch." Yue Leixi said half-feared and half-sighed.

Su Yang also frowned. Through Yue Lacey's description, he could be sure that the Albert family must have a close connection with Albert, the martial artist in the game.

"Is it possible that the Phantom Divine Martial Arts who can kick Matika to death with one kick?"

Su Yang was deeply impressed by Wu Ji who was able to kill Antuen in the game before the time travel. If his opponent Moore in the next battle was really Wu Ji, thinking of Wu Ji's terrifying single combat power, Su Yang felt that he would give up as soon as possible, with only a few small skills of Ice Cure Master now.

"Oh, Yan Lang, didn't you say that Moore is a fourth-level great swordsman?" Yue Leixi suddenly said.

"Yes, we have seen his game before, and the fluctuations of fighting spirit emitted from him are indeed the great sword master." Yan Lang said affirmatively.

"Since that's the case," Yue Leixi paused and continued: "Then I can guarantee that this Moore and that Moore from the Albert family are not the same person, because the people from the Alberta family basically do not have the Dou Qi level above the fourth level."

After receiving Yue Leixi's guarantee, Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, if he really wanted to face the first-line professional martial arts of the Phantom God, he would be a little scared.

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The rest time of the day passed quickly. Taking advantage of the rest time of this day, Su Yang found the first four chapters of Journey to the West from his memory and told Zhou Zhou as four stories. Zhou Zhou was fascinated by listening. After the story was finished, Zhou Zhou held Su Yang's hand and said that he would not let Su Yang leave. In desperation, Su Yang had to agree to tell her a few more after the game, and the little girl let him go.

After returning to the dormitory, Su Yang adjusted slightly and sat cross-legged on the bed, entering meditation.

The next day, Su Yang woke up from meditation, sorted out his messy clothes, and walked out to the arena. Yan Lang and others had already been waiting outside the door. As soon as they saw Su Yang, they asked with concern: "How is Su Yang, how is Su Yang prepared?"

"Yes, I'm in very good condition now." Su Yang replied with a smile.

Seeing that Su Yang was full of confidence, Yan Lang and others also laughed. To be honest, they were afraid that the speculations about Moore yesterday would affect Su Yang's condition. Now that they saw Su Yang's energy was full, their hearts were also falling.

At the same time in the arena.

Moore came to the competition venue early, and closed his eyes to rest. When Su Yang, Yan Lang and others came to the arena talking and laughing, Moore's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light flashed from his eyes, and then a surging fighting spirit rose from him and rushed straight to Su Yang.

As soon as he arrived at the arena, Su Yang also noticed the fighting spirit. He saw his body suddenly stop, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a powerful magician aura emanated from him, colliding closely with the fighting spirit that Moore attacked.

Bang!

An explosion came from the air between the two. After a long time, the two of them retracted their momentum at the same time. Moore nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, I deserve to be the opponent I like. Your strength has indeed reached the great magician as I judged."

Su Yang also smiled and said slowly: "Moore's strength is also unfathomable."

Seeing that the two sides had arrived at the arena, the mentor in charge of the competition waved his hands after asking the rostrum for instructions: "The competition begins!"

With the referee's order, the momentum that Su Yang and Moore retracted was emitted again.

Moore bowed and bowed slightly and said, "Sir Su Yang, please give me some advice."

After saying that, Moore's hands shaking the sleeves on his arms exploded, revealing a pair of bandaged hands. Unlike the bandages that Yue Leici tied to his arms, Moore's bandage was just gently tied to his arms, as if just to cover up something. As his fighting spirit ran, the bandage also floated up.

Seeing this, Su Yang began to operate, the Ice Soul Sword appeared in his hands instantly, and the spell of the Frost Path began to silently recite in his heart.

Moore on the opposite side grinned and said, "Student Su Yang must be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, Moore rushed over quickly, and at the same time raised his fist and punched Su Yang with one punch.

Su Yang quickly raised the Ice Po Sword across the gear, but Moore's fist directly smashed the Ice Po Sword like steel, and slammed it hard on Su Yang's chest.

Bang

Su Yang was knocked back by Moore with a punch, and a wisp of blood was left on the corner of his mouth. Moore smiled, rubbed his fists, and said, "Student Su Yang, underestimating my fists, I will suffer a great loss."

Su Yang stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "I didn't expect that Moore's fist was so strong. I admit that I was careless before, but next, Moore must be careful too."

While speaking, Su Yang used his magic power to emerged in front of him, and shouted in a low voice: Ice-breaking flying blade! The ice blade shot straight to Moore's face. Moore was also slightly surprised, but he quickly recovered. While the ice blade attacked, Moore clenched his fists and kept hitting him, and each punch accurately hit an ice blade.

Bang bang bang bang bang

The Ice Blade was constantly shattered by Moore, and Su Yang didn't think that the Ice Breaking Flying Blade could cause damage to Moore. She just needed the Ice Breaking Flying Blade to gain him some time.

As the last ice blade was crushed by Moore, Su Yang also finished reciting the spell of the Frost Path. The ice fog began to appear on his feet, and received the speed of the ice fog. Su Yang held out of thin air and two ice spears appeared in his hands. Taking advantage of the gap where the old force had gone without the new force after Moore smashed the ice blade, Su Yang quickly approached Moore and threw the two ice spears at the same time.

Ice Soul Spinning Spear!

The ice gun kept spinning and attacked Moore from both left and right directions. At this time, Moore had no time to dodge his body because he had previously used a lot of physical strength to smash the ice blade, so he had to take Su Yang's move. Fortunately, Moore had rich combat experience. At the moment when the ice gun was approaching, his body slightly tilted back his hands and arms to protect his chest, avoiding the ice gun's attack on the vital points. However, two wounds were inevitably left on his arms, and blood slowly flowed out.

After taking Su Yang's attack, Moore was about to fight back, but found that Su Yang, who was still in front of him, was gone. At the same time, a chill came from his back, and the experienced Moore immediately turned around and punched him.

With a bang.

Moore's fist hit Su Yang's Ice Soul Sword again, but what surprised Moore this time was that the Ice Soul Sword was not broken. After carefully feeling the deeper chill emitted from the sword, Moore smiled and said, "It turned out to be the power of extreme cold."

Su Yang also smiled, and saw him take back the Ice Soul Sword, jump back, and after a few leaps, he returned to the position where he started standing. Moore looked at Su Yang's movements and said strangely: "Why, don't you continue to attack?"

Su Yang shook his head and said, "No, I just don't want to fight with someone who is unwilling to face his real self."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you really think I didn't find it? Moore, others may not be able to see it, but through these battles with you, I can definitely feel that your every move is imitating others. Your fighting style is not like this, and the bandages on your hands are just to cover up the mysterious patterns on your arms."

Hearing Su Yang's words, Moore was stunned at first and then smiled: "You still saw it. Yes, I am indeed imitating other people's fighting style, because I want to see if you are worth it and let me use my real strength. Now I apologize to you for my previous actions, Su Yang."

"No need. If you still want to continue playing with me, you can show your true strength, otherwise it will be meaningless if the game continues."

Moore nodded and said, "Okay, I get it."

Immediately, Moore took off the bandage wrapped around his arms and threw it on the ground. Only then did Su Yang find that Moore had a tattoo similar to a tiger on his arms.

Moore swung his hands to both sides and shouted softly:

Surrounded by thoughts!

Two golden dots of light appeared beside him, constantly circling around him.

Su Yang was shocked when he saw this: "Are you a Qigong master?!"

“That’s right!”

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Chapter completed!