59. They are all pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
This fight between the God of War camp and the Martial God camp was originally caused by the dispute over the universal knowledge card.
Although it sounds like a child's play, the matter involves a martial arts dispute, so it is not a trivial matter.
Maybe, I will really risk my life.
Therefore, the selection of candidates for the battle is also a very cautious matter.
Zhang Yukun is a second-level martial artist.
According to the rules of the battle, he must defeat all the second-level martial arts in their camp before he can fight on behalf of the God of War camp.
Of course, this does not necessarily require fighting all second-grade warriors.
After all, some second-grade warriors will not compete for this quota, and some second-grade warriors can tell who is stronger and who is weaker at a glance, so naturally there is no need to compete.
Even so, a group of second-grade warriors gathered together and fought for a long time before it was Zhang Yukun's turn.
Zhang Yukun winked at Wuming as if he was looking at my performance, and then jumped out.
"Zhang Yukun, please enlighten me!"
Without any nonsense, Zhang Yukun jumped into the arena and immediately got into a fight with the second-grade warrior.
Zhang Yukun is holding a long sword, and his sword moves are fierce, giving him an aura that indicates he will never return.
Wuming shook his head slightly.
Zhang Yukun didn't lie. His martial arts qualifications are indeed average.
On the universal knowledge card, the God of War catalog has been made public, and Zhou Shu also explained it in detail.
But this does not mean that everyone can succeed in cultivation.
Martial arts is not that easy to practice.
This is just like the science in Zhou Shu's previous life. Knowledge of all subjects can be found on the Internet, but it does not mean that everyone can become a scientist.
The Illustrated Book of the God of War, the esoteric mysticism, actually requires very high qualifications for warriors to practice.
Of the hundreds of people who practice the God of War Illustration on the top of Mount Huashan, in fact, only one of them has truly achieved anything.
People like Zhang Yukun have only scratched the surface.
The reason why he was able to break through to the second level of martial arts in one fell swoop was because he had accumulated enough in the past, and the techniques he had practiced before were too ordinary.
It was only after I came into contact with the God of War Illustrated Book that I suddenly broke through to the second level of martial arts.
In fact, his training in the God of War Illustration can only be said to be very average.
If there were no surprises, he was no match for the second-level martial arts opponent who had defeated more than a dozen people in a row.
Wuming glanced at the people in the God of War camp in the distance. Like the people in the God of War camp, they were currently selecting candidates for the battle.
At a glance, Wuming didn't find anyone special.
Maybe he didn't come, or maybe he changed his identity like me.
Wuming said secretly in his heart.
His eyes fell back on Zhang Yukun.
After dozens of moves, Zhang Yukun already showed his defeat.
It seems that the candidates for the second level of martial arts have been determined.
The nameless hand hung on his waist and suddenly flicked his fingers.
His movement was so small that no one present noticed it.
An invisible breeze gently blew at Zhang Yukun's elbow.
Zhang Yukun was about to perform a sword move when he suddenly felt his arm go numb, and the movement he made was immediately out of shape.
His sword was originally intended to hit the vital part of the opponent's chest, but due to the force, his sword deflected downwards.
"Not good!"
Zhang Yukun said to himself.
Originally, his chances of winning were very slim, but at a critical moment, he made such a mistake again. This time, it was really hopeless.
"Pfft——"
Just when Zhang Yukun had given up completely, there was a sudden sound, and he felt his hand sink, and the long sword in his hand had penetrated into the opponent's thigh.
Blood flowed freely, and Zhang Yukun's opponent's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
He was obviously going to win, so how could this happen?
The real pain coming from his thigh made him realize that he had really been stabbed.
In other words, he lost!
Lost to the unknown Zhang Yukun!
Everyone present also widened their eyes. This result was completely unexpected.
"Brother Zhang, it turns out that you have always been secretive. It's really wonderful how you pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."
A warrior gave a thumbs up and said to Zhang Yukun.
"Brother Zhang, when you go back to deal with those people in the Martial God camp, you have to use this. When they think they have a chance to win, you can kill them with a Jedi counterattack. The effect..."
Another warrior smiled sinisterly.
The second-grade warrior who was stabbed by Zhang Yukun looked a little embarrassed, but he still held up his hands and said, "Brother Zhang is superior in skill, I am willing to be inferior."
"No, no, it's just a fluke."
Zhang Yukun quickly waved his hand and said.
He really felt that he was lucky. He had already given up on the mistake he made just now.
Who would have thought that when he made a mistake, the other party's mistake was even bigger than his.
To this day, he still doesn’t understand how he won.
But having said that, since he won, he wouldn't push the opportunity away again.
"Thank you, if no one else challenges me, I will represent everyone and fight in the Martial God camp!"
Zhang Yukun said confidently.
Regardless of whether he is guilty or not, on the surface, he still looks extremely confident.
Everyone looked at each other in shock. All the good second-grade warriors had taken action just now. Now no one is sure that they can win Zhang Yukun.
They are all confused about Zhang Yukun's last sword move, so naturally no one will step forward to humiliate themselves.
"Then Brother Lao Zhang will bring glory to our God of War camp!"
Everyone raised their hands and said.
Zhang Yukun nodded solemnly and cast his gaze on Wuming among the crowd.
Wuming looked indifferent and nodded slightly to him.
For some reason, Zhang Yukun felt a little excited. It seemed that being recognized by Wuming was a very great thing.
"Brother Wuming, I did it!"
Zhang Yukun said excitedly.
"Well done, keep up the hard work."
Wuming said calmly.
Zhang Yukun nodded vigorously.
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After more than half an hour, other warriors of all grades also decided on the final participants.
On the top of Mount Huashan, the camps of both sides were separated on both sides, with a space vacant in the middle.
The first thing to take place is the competition between low-level warriors.
Ninth grade, eighth grade, seventh grade...
The fight between these low-level warriors is lackluster.
After several battles, both sides won or lost.
Wuming's eyes did not fall on the competition on the field, his eyes kept wandering in the Martial God camp.
According to normal logic, it is impossible for someone with a character like Cao Chenyang not to come here.
But in the God of War camp, Wuming did not find anyone suspected of being Cao Chenyang.
He frowned slightly. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?
Cao Chenyang really didn’t come?
Wuming was thinking in his mind when Zhang Yukun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Brother Wuming, it's time for me to play soon. Do you think I can win?"
Zhang Yukun said nervously.
He knows his own affairs. He just won the spot and it was a fluke.
But luck can never happen again.
He doesn't believe that the enemy will make mistakes in battle.
"Will win."
Two words came out of Wuming's mouth, and those two words greatly boosted Zhang Yukun's confidence.
"With your good words, I will definitely work hard!"
Zhang Yukun clenched his fists and felt fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
Wu Ming glanced at Zhang Yukun strangely. Is this young man's brain not normal?
I just said it casually, why is it like he has been injected with chicken blood?
It shouldn’t be.
Zhang Yibei is also the owner of a workshop, so there is no way he would give birth to a grandson who is mentally ill.
"Third level martial arts, the Martial God camp wins!"
A voice sounded at the top of Mount Huashan, "The current battle situation is that the God of War camp has four wins and the God of War camp has three wins!"
"If the God of War camp can win the next game, then there will be no need to compete in the last game!"
There are nine competitions in total for the ninth level of martial arts. The God of War camp has already won four of them. If they win one more, they will seal the victory in advance.
In that case, the winner in the Earthly Immortal Realm has already been decided.
Everyone in the Martial God camp is smiling.
As for the people in the God of War camp, all of them had angry expressions on their faces and clenched their fists.
"Brother Zhang, it's up to you!"
"You must win!"
"Brother Zhang, you now shoulder the glory of our God of War camp. For the sake of glory, you must win!"
Sounds came into Zhang Yukun's ears one after another.
Zhang Yukun was a little confused. Should I do this? I may not be able to win.
Why does the key to victory or defeat now fall on me?
Isn’t this too much pressure?
Zhang Yukun subconsciously wanted to see Wuming, but he was surrounded by people, but Wuming was nowhere to be found.
"Brother Zhang, show your true ability and let those brats from the God of War camp see the true strength of our God of War camp!"
A warrior yelled.
"Show your true skills and act like a god of war!"
Everyone shouted.
Zhang Yukun's back has begun to break out in cold sweat. The more intense everyone's reaction, the greater the pressure on him.
That's all he has, and he didn't hide it before.
"We have no choice but to fight desperately."
Zhang Yukun murmured to himself, "Even if you die in battle, you can't lose the face of Teacher God of War!"
Zhang Yukun clenched his fist and waved violently, "Everyone, just look at my performance!"
He moved forward bravely and vigorously.
Even if you can't win, you can never lose with your momentum!
"A disciple of the God of War, Zhang Yukun, please give me some advice!"
Zhang Yukun said to his opponent with his hands raised.
"My disciple of the God of War, Liu Liang, if you admit defeat now, you will suffer less, otherwise I will not show mercy once you take action."
The middle-aged man opposite Zhang Yukun said with an unruly expression.
The middle-aged man named Liu Liang is indeed more imposing than Zhang Yukun.
"Humph, it's not certain who will win or lose. It's too early to say this now."
Zhang Yukun said coldly, "Who can't tell lies? If you have the ability, you will see the real tricks!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yukun flicked his wrist, and a sword light enveloped Liu Liang.
Liu Liang sneered and flicked his wrist, and a long knife appeared in his hand.
Both of them are second-grade martial arts, and the weapons in their hands are not innate magic weapons, but ordinary first-grade weapons.
And what surprised Wuming was that what Liu Liang was using was a Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.
It is said that after the reconstruction of the Ten Kingdoms, the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword is no longer a unique weapon of Daxia.
Warriors from other countries also like to use the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword.
After all, this Daxia Longque Sword is indeed a good sword, and among acquired weapons, it is also considered an extremely powerful one.
And the second-grade warrior named Liu Liang is also quite exquisite in his sword skills.
In comparison, Zhang Yukun's swordsmanship seems much cruder.
But after all, everyone is a second-grade warrior, and Liu Liang cannot overwhelmingly defeat Zhang Yukun with one move.
Zhang Yukun is really working hard. He knows that if he loses, their camp will completely lose.
So when you first come up, you don’t hold anything back, and you will die with the opponent every time you move.
But the other party is not a fool. It is just a fight. If you lose your life for this, it is definitely not worth it.
So he adopted a conservative style of play, playing steadily and steadily. Even so, Zhang Yukun was still forced to retreat step by step by him, and his defeat was already done.
Wuming shook his head slightly again. Zhang Yukun was definitely no match for Liu Liang. If he didn't take action, Zhang Yukun would definitely be defeated within ten moves.
Wuming doesn't care about the outcome of the Martial God camp and the War God camp.
He is not Cao Chenyang?
I won’t take this kind of false face to heart at all.
He is the incarnation of Zhou Shu, which is good, but neither he nor Zhou Shu cares whether the God of War camp can overwhelm the God of War camp.
The God of War Illustration and the God of War Illustration are both very good exercises. There is really no need to say which one is stronger.
How good the technique is depends on who practices it.
Let’s just say that there are hundreds of people here, all of whom are practicing God of War, but their strengths and weaknesses are not at the same level.
In other words, even if Zhou Shu practices the most common skills, can't he still turn decay into magic?
"Zhang Yibei's grandson can be regarded as an old friend. Forget it, help him again."
Wuming said to himself in his heart, and with a flick of his finger, a few breezes hit the joints of Zhang Yukun's hands and feet.
"Pfft——"
Zhang Yukun was affected and suddenly used a sword move that he didn't even know he had. The sword blade swept directly against Liu Liang's scalp, scaring Liu Liang into a cold sweat.
Zhang Yukun's eyes suddenly widened.
To say that he didn't feel anything once again, this time, he really felt it.
Someone is helping him!
As soon as this thought came to mind, Zhang Yukun felt his hands and feet begin to move involuntarily.
The sword moves came out continuously, and Liu Liang was in a hurry, retreating step by step. He suddenly changed from the one with the upper hand to the one at the disadvantage.
At this moment, Wuming suddenly felt a gaze falling on him.
Along with that gaze, a cold snort sounded in his ears. Then, he saw Liu Liang's moves and suddenly became more fierce.
The advantage Zhang Yukun had just gained was instantly pulled back.
Everyone present stared at them. Are these two people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers?
Why did you suddenly become so much stronger than before?