In the challenge on the third day, the top ten will also have a chance to challenge each other. If they lose, they will not be eliminated from the top ten. This competition system is precisely for the young people to show off their skills and compete.
You know, on the third day, all the important people in Jinyiwei will come, and there are also many generals and nobles who will come to join in the fun. Several princes and their highnesses will even come in person.
This is a great opportunity to become famous!
Shen Jia's blood boiled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves: "That's right, I will..."
Shen You looked over.
Shen Jia changed his words in frustration: "I will cheer for you in the future!"
A smile flashed in Shen You's eyes.
At the end of the first day of competition, a total of 102 people were dismissed. They had to pack their bags and get out of the military camp that day. They will come back to participate in the competition next year.
On the second day of the fist and kick competition, the atmosphere in the school martial arts field became increasingly tense and intense.
People in each group compete in pairs, with the winner receiving one point and the loser receiving no points. At the end of the game, when your body is tired and weak, you can stop the game.
This competition is about physical endurance. No one can last for a whole day, let alone more than a hundred games. It depends on who can last. The more you win, the higher your score will be.
Lei Tongzhi first went to see his nephew. He was quite satisfied when he saw that Lei Xiaodao had won dozens of games in a row and scored more than forty points.
Go see the fourth son of the Xue family again and score fifty points!
He is indeed the son who was carefully raised and had high hopes by Commander Xue!
Looking at the young master of Hezhen Fushi, he also got forty points, which is very rare!
Lei Tongzhi finally arrived at Meng Qianhu's side, and saw Meng Qianhu's face reddened, his eyes shining, and his voice trembling with excitement: "Master Tongzhi, look!"
"That Shen Silang has won sixty games in a row and scored sixty points!"
What?!
Lei Tongzhi was shocked and looked towards the field.
The sun has set, and most of the young people competing have given up due to exhaustion. Only a few couples are still fighting with each other in the field.
At a glance, one could see the handsome young man in dark blue martial arts uniform. His eyes were cold and stern, his figure was like the wind, and his punches and kicks were fast and accurate. In just ten moves, he knocked his opponent to the ground.
Sixty-first victory!
After a whole day of strenuous exercise, Shen You's face inevitably turned red, and beads of sweat slowly fell from his forehead. His eyes were still sharp and lively, and he glanced at everyone like a ferocious beast.
The dozen or so teenagers in the same group who were still standing all took a step back. No one was willing to step forward to be beaten again.
Shen You waited for a long time, but no opponent came.
Meng Qianhu personally scored sixty-one points for Shen You, and then took the initiative to step forward with an amiable attitude: "You are already number one in Group A, there is no need to compete anymore. Go back and have a good rest, and prepare for the third game tomorrow." "
What really determines the ranking of the competition is the third game.
Shen You cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Meng Qianhu."
If you are a coward and don't speak, you are just dull.
Like Shen You in front of me, he cherishes his words like gold, okay?
Meng Qianhu, a rough man, burst into laughter and said: "Go!"
…
Xue Ting finally scored fifty-five points. All his strength was exhausted and he had to give up.
He looked at his score, filled with pride, and deliberately asked He Ziyang: "He Wu, how many points did you score today?"
He Ziyang was too tired to speak and made a sign of forty-three.
Xue Ting went to see Lei Xiaodao's score again. The score posted on the side of the school martial arts field was the score of the top twenty in each group. Only they can participate in the third competition tomorrow.
Lei Xiaodao was in Group B, with a score of 49. Xue Ting saw this, and his heart became more and more happy. His eyes drifted and he saw the score of the first place in Group A.
Xue Ting: "..."
Did he read it right?
Xue Ting's eyes almost popped out!
He Ziyang glanced lazily, and then his eyes popped out of his eyes: "Fuck! Who the hell is this! Won by sixty-one points!"
Lei Xiaodao also came over weakly, glanced at Xue Ting and He Ziyang who were stunned, and then looked over, and was also shocked.
"Shen You?" Lei Xiaodao frowned: "Who is this person? Why haven't you heard of him?"
The three of them were the favorites in the handicap betting. It seemed that they had vaguely seen Shen You's name before. They didn't take it to heart at all.
Why did it suddenly appear as a new force?
Xue Ting's face was ugly and he said coldly: "The competition in these two days is nothing. We will see the real results tomorrow!"
Tomorrow, he must beat this Shen You down and let Shen You know who is the best in this year's Jinyi Competition!
He Ziyang only came back to his senses at this time, and sighed: "I heard that Shen You's biological father, Shen Rong, was very skilled in swordsmanship back then. My father and Lei Tongzhi were both defeated by Shen Rong back then."
Lei Xiaodao, a black-faced young man who looked like an iron tower, clenched his fist in dissatisfaction and said with a crack: "Team A is full of useless losers. There is no one who can fight. This is why Shen You is so famous."
"When we get to the competition arena tomorrow, let's see how I deal with him!"
Put aside the harsh words, there is nothing more to say. Take the time to go back and take a bath to rest and regain your strength. Otherwise, how will you show off your power tomorrow?
…
The nobles in the capital rode for half a day to reach the military camp.
The competition on the third day starts after noon.
There are a total of 100 people who can participate in the competition today. Each group has 20 people, ranked according to their scores. They stand neatly on the martial arts stage.
The one who stands first in Group D is Xue Ting. He Ziyang is second in Group C, and Lei Xiaodao stands first in Group B.
However, the three of them are not as popular as the first team in Group A today.
Shen You, who had won sixty-one games in a row overnight, was spread by word of mouth and became the center of attention. Hundreds of teenagers who were qualified to watch the game were all whispering to each other.
"Did you see that? That's Shen You!"
"Looks better than me!"
"Bah, you have more than a dozen pockmarks on your face, but you still deserve to be called handsome."
"They say Xue Ting will take the top spot. Why do I think Shen You is better than Xue Ting?"
"This is not your illusion!" A voice suddenly broke in. The young man who spoke raised his head and chest with a proud look on his face: "My fourth brother will definitely kill everyone today and take down the leader."
The young man with a pockmarked face smiled and mocked: "I didn't know, I thought you were the powerful one."
Is Shen Jia someone who is afraid of quarreling?
He immediately responded in a nonchalant manner: "You are so powerful, why don't you perform on the martial arts stage?"
The pockmarked boy felt a pain in his chest, and he said not to be outdone: "It takes fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps, aren't you standing here too?"
"Shh! Shut up! Look, the nobles are coming."
Shen Jia quickly stopped talking and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he saw a dark group of people approaching. Not to mention the accompanying Jinyi Guards, there were at least dozens of nobles who came with him.
Shen Jia's heart beat wildly.
God, he is so nervous standing here watching the battle. How will the fourth brother feel now when he is standing on the martial arts stage?
