There are eight games in total, divided into two days, that is, four games every day.
Teams that had no games for the time being were not idle either. They rushed to the stadium to watch the teams they were interested in.
Among them, the competition of the Beijing Martial Arts Academy is definitely the focus of people's attention. Not to mention the name of Daxia's No. 1 Academy, Jiang Yun's performance in the previous group stage has made many people full of expectations.
What's more, now there is Ning Chen.
At this moment, the martial arts hall is crowded and dark. The competition between the Beijing Martial Arts Academy and the Tsu Province Martial Arts Academy has not yet started, but people have already arrived early and are eagerly waiting for it.
"Look over there, that's Ning Chen."
"He's quite handsome. It's said that he just beat up a group of third-grade warriors. I don't know if it's true or not. Gee, that's a bunch of awesome ones."
"Brother, I think you have overlooked a question. First of all, did this group of third-grade warriors attack one by one, or together? Rumor has it that he beat up a group, but is beating them up one by one also called a group? Also, both sides are
Students from the Beijing Martial Arts Academy will definitely not fight each other in life or death. So even if Ning Chen really wins a group of people, it doesn't mean how terrifying his strength really is."
"Uh... it seems to make sense."
Some people are discussing.
In fact, Tianjin Martial Arts Academy has also thought of this.
Naturally, they would not believe all the rumors, but even if they did not believe them entirely, it was certain that Ning Chen was a third-grade warrior and there would be no lies.
This gives Jin Province Martial Arts Academy a headache.
There are two third-level warriors in the Beijing Martial Arts Academy, but there is only one in the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy, which is Feng Jing. How should we fight this?
"Teacher." Feng Jing took the initiative to ask for help: "I can play two games."
He is tall and strong, with bulging muscles in his arms. His appearance is not handsome, and his face has a Chinese character, but he is very heroic.
With this figure and appearance, he would have been a fierce general in ancient times.
In fact, Feng Jing is indeed very fierce. He has not lost any of the three games in the group stage, and every time his opponent was seriously injured because his fighting style is full of killing energy.
After three group matches, Feng Jing seems to have not exerted his strength, at least not at his full strength, so he is not afraid of a round-robin battle and wants to fight one against two.
Of course, this one versus two fight against Ning Chen and Jiang Yun respectively.
"This..." The teacher leading the team hesitated, glanced at the remaining team members, and finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, it's up to you."
There's nothing we can do about it.
Because except for Feng Jing, the other members of the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy are only at the second-grade high level.
Speaking of high-level second-level martial arts, they are not considered weak. If Ning Chen had not come back, besides Jiang Yun at the Capital Martial Arts Academy, Chen Zhao, who had the highest level of cultivation, would only be in the middle-level of second-level training.
But now that Ning Chen is back, there are two third-level Martial Arts Academy in Beijing, and Tianjin Martial Arts Academy is suddenly in trouble.
Here, Shen Yingyuan also had a headache.
There are three battles in total, and a second-grade warrior will definitely have to fight, but the key is Ning Chen and Jiang Yun, which one will fight first, and which one will fight last?
Seeing the teacher's hesitation, Jiang Yun glanced at Ning Chen and took the initiative: "Let Ning Chen take the lead, I'll go first."
Shen Yingyuan nodded: "Okay, Jiang Yun will go first."
As he said that, he glanced at the Jin Province Martial Arts Academy and said: "The opponent only has one third-level warrior. I guess Feng Jing of the opponent may fight twice. Therefore, Ning Chen is the second one to go up. It is best to win the first one.
Two games, a direct win.”
Because in addition to Ning Chen and Jiang Yun, Chen Zhao, who has the highest level of cultivation in the Beijing Martial Arts Academy, is also inferior to the opponent's second-grade high-level player. It is hard to say whether he can win in a real match.
Therefore, the safest ones are Jiang Yun and Ning Chen. If they both win at the third level, then winning or losing the third game doesn't matter.
There is another reason why Shen Yingyuan arranged it this way.
He guessed that the opponent's Feng Jing might play two games, targeting Jiang Yun and Ning Chen, so he arranged Jiang Yun and Ning Chen in the first and second games, not giving Feng Jing a chance to breathe.
"As for the last one." Shen Yingyuan glanced around several team members, and finally his eyes fell on Liu Wenwen, "Liu Wenwen, it's you."
Liu Wenwen was surprised when she heard her name. She didn't expect that the teacher would call her name, and she was a little stunned: "I...can I?"
Shen Yingyuan smiled and said: "Don't belittle yourself, you can do it. Besides, aren't there Ning Chen and Jiang Yun."
Hearing this, Liu Wenwen also reacted.
It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses this game. The key is Ning Chen and Jiang Yun. As long as they win the game, he will have won.
...
Soon, the game begins.
The one who attends the Capital Martial Arts Academy is Jiang Yun, while the first one who attends the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy is Feng Jing, which is not surprising.
In the crowd, Xiaoya and Chen Min, as well as Lin Yin, Zhang Linzhi, and Zhang Yuan stood together. Xiaoya would naturally come to Ning Chen's competition.
"Why doesn't my brother come?" Xiaoya asked.
Lin Yin smiled and said: "He will probably be the second one."
Xiaoya said "Oh", looked towards the ring, pointed at Feng Jing and asked: "Sister Lin, is that person very powerful?"
Lin Yin introduced the information about Feng Jing and bluntly said that he is very strong, but finally added: "But I think Jiang Yun can win."
Xiaoya nodded continuously: "Yes, I think so too." She shouted towards the ring, "Come on, sister Jiang Yun."
Another place.
Liu Xiaoyue was standing with several sisters. She had seen Ning Chen for a long time, but she never found a chance to go over to say hello, and Ning Chen didn't seem to see her.
"Xiaoyue, Ning Chen didn't come. Isn't he going to miss it today?" A girl asked, "I came here specifically for him."
"Yes." Another little sister also said: "He is quite handsome. If he is really as powerful as rumored, I will definitely pursue him. Xiaoyue, can you introduce him to me?"
Liu Xiaoyue felt upset and said angrily: "Stop arguing, let's watch the game."
On the stage.
The battle had already begun. Feng Jing did not test the situation and just attacked with all his strength because the situation did not allow him to take his time.
He needs to play two games today, and may only be able to rest for ten minutes in between, so he must save energy as much as possible.
Buzz!
Feng Jing also used a sword, but it was different from an ordinary sword. It was a heavy sword. It was very wide and heavy at first glance, but it was as light as nothing in his hand. As he danced, the long sword tore through the air and emitted There was a harsh sound, slashing towards Jiang Yun.
The epee does not rely on dexterity to win. Feng Jing's swordsmanship is also very open and close. It is a kind of swordsmanship similar to fighting in a battlefield. It is simple and crude, and has amazing killing power.
boom!
Jiang Yun retreated to avoid the sword.
The epee fell to the ground with a loud noise, and a big pit exploded in the arena.
The next moment, Jiang Yun drew her sword, and with a "Li Zi Jue" movement, the sword flowers swayed and enveloped Feng Jing, as if she wanted to drown him.
"snort."
Feng Jing snorted coldly, swung the heavy sword, it was a very simple move, but the power was terrifying, and the sword flowers shattered.