It is true that martial artists cannot deal with powerful thermal weapons, but the potential forces behind them and the combined strength of many martial arts enthusiasts cannot be underestimated.
Therefore, the main purpose of the police car clearing the road this time is to separate the secret warriors from ordinary people. After all, many of the secret warriors are powerful monsters who are not afraid of ordinary small police firearms.
From Layton's words, Garen roughly understood the situation in the secret martial arts world.
The federal secret martial arts world is divided into the north and the south. The south is led by the Red Sand Sword of the Star Ring Sect, and the north is led by the Gramden Sword Sect. The situation in the north is not very clear, but the southern secret martial arts world is in a very chaotic situation.
The sects will be reshuffled every ten years, and even some medium-sized sects will be subverted. Only the two sects of Star Ring Sect and Red Sand Sword have remained unchanged and unchanged. They are behemoths.
The exchange meeting held by the Star Ring Sect every year is not so much an exchange between all sects as it is a competition between the Star Ring Sect and the Red Sand Sword.
In the hall, after the clown performance, there is an opera performance, and then the beauty fight that makes the men the most excited. Two beauties with beautiful clothes and hot bodies come on stage and fight with each other. Whichever side loses once will take off one piece of clothing. Look.
It makes the people below excited.
Fortunately, the Star Ring Gate was well controlled, and the two beauties finally stepped down when only three-point poses were left.
Then the band came on stage to play, and some waiters began to come in to serve appetizer soup before dinner.
A group of people were watching the show in the hall while waiting for the disciples of their sect to arrive to join them. As time went by, more and more people were in the hall, from the first ten or twenty people, to fifty or sixty.
After dinner, Garen, Leiton and others, led by the Star Ring disciples, left the hall, passed through the corridor and an open-air garden, and went to their assigned rooms to rest.
Early the next morning, a disciple specially led people to find a place for martial arts training and exercise. After a little exercise, Garen and Leighton returned to the hall where they were before and continued to wait for their disciples.
A female disciple has arrived at Leiton's Cross Sword Sect.
Garen is still the only one here.
Yesterday's performance was repeated on the stage. Garen continued to eat breakfast, and at noon, the academy of Baiyun Sect also came in under the leadership of Star Ring disciples.
"Big Brother!"
"Senior Brother, are you here so early?"
"Hello, senior brother."
Four young men in white training uniforms walked side by side to Garen and greeted him respectfully. They were two men and two women, ranging in age from fifteen to twenty years old.
"I've been waiting for you all day. It's too slow." Garen stood up and smiled, "Okay, let's sit down and have something to eat. Tomorrow will be the official sect competition. Adjust your state and don't embarrass our Baiyun Sect tomorrow.
."
"Yes!" The four responded in unison. Then they sat down next to Garen.
Such scenes have been staged by countless sects in the past few days, and people around them don't pay much attention to them.
The five of them sat together and watched the play for a while, and then people from other sects came in, and there were more and more people in the hall.
Garen and the others were not in a hurry. The disciples from the Star Ring Sect had come to inform them about the event schedule before. Garen had watched it once and felt nothing. The other four people had no intention of watching, and they all expressed abnormal feelings about tomorrow's competition.
interest.
"This is an opportunity for ordinary disciples to stand out. Ordinary disciples from various sects even held a qualifying match on their own in this competitive competition." Layton and Garen sat together, and the tables of the two sects were moved in.
After a while, it can be considered a relatively close relationship.
"Ordinary disciples have a ranking, and secret martial arts disciples also have a ranking. Of course, the focus is on the last one. The overall strength ranking of the entire sect is determined by a comprehensive judgment of all rankings."
"Does the comprehensive ranking also include the teacher's ranking?" Garen asked in a low voice.
"This is certain. Unlike the secret martial arts disciples, the strength of the older generation of secret martial artists is mostly fixed and does not fluctuate much in a short period of time. They usually compete only once every few years, so it is mainly the younger generation of disciples who decide the ranking."
"But in this case, shouldn't the strongest disciples from each martial arts school compete?" Garen asked doubtfully.
"That's natural, but you can't judge your strength completely based on this. After all, many martial arts masters have taught many apprentices. These apprentices cannot come back to participate in this ranking competition. So the main function of this ranking competition is
To determine the strongest young generation, comprehensive martial arts strength and the like are not very accurate." Layton explained.
Only then did Jia Long realize that Fei Baiyun's other three apprentices had already graduated and did not meet the conditions for the competition. I must have brought him here this time to let him see it. After all, this exchange meeting takes place every two years.
It will be held once, if it doesn’t work this time, just come back next time. Anyway, Baiyun Sect itself is the lowest level of the sect, and there is nothing to fall down from.
After figuring out the general situation, Garen and Layton chatted without a word. Layton introduced some famous sects sitting in the hall to Garen. He usually talked too much and no one wanted to listen.
He was chattering, and now someone suddenly appeared who was willing to listen to his nonsense. His interest suddenly increased, and his mouth was chattering all the time.
Jia Long sat with him for a day and learned a lot about the secret martial arts world from his mouth.
Early on the morning of the third day, Garen and a group of four people from the Baiyun Sect, led by the Star Ring disciples, did not continue to go to any hall, but walked along the corridor to a platform outside.
The platform is circular in shape and is located in the patio on the ninth floor. It is surrounded by four taller buildings, blocking the surrounding sight.
The entire platform is like a white cement button protruding from the black patio, which is extremely eye-catching.
The surrounding land is very wide, with a total of more than twenty sects each having their own space. The platform is directly surrounded by a circle.
Garen was sitting on the left side of the platform, near the entrance, and the other four disciples were sitting behind him.
He glanced around and saw that the platform was surrounded by densely packed heads. There were only five people from each sect. Except for the service disciples of the Star Ring Sect, there were more than a hundred people around. Surprisingly, all of them were young faces. None of them looked very young.
The oldest one is in the prime of life like Layton. He cannot be more than forty years old.
The red sand sword and the Star Ring Gate are facing each other. At both ends of the platform, Biou is dressed in blue and a one-eyed man at the other end is facing each other. Unlike Biou, who is dressed in blue, the one-eyed man is smiling.
He has a gentle expression and a polite look.
Garen looked at that person carefully. He was Andrela, the strongest in the Star Ring Sect. On the surface, he looked the same. His appearance was far less powerful and conspicuous than Biou, but faintly, Garen could tell that this person had a strong heart.
Extreme self-confidence, the kind of strong confidence that seems to be able to face anything calmly.
Not just him, almost all the disciples around him with some achievements focused their attention on these two people.
The chaotic scene gradually calmed down as the Star Ring Sect disciples shuttled around and sorted it out.
A thin old man with a big beard rushed up to the platform, holding a big copper bell in his hand.
"Now the official ranking begins. Starting from the last place in the last ranking, which sect's disciple will go on stage first to challenge the previous one?" The voice was not very loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
Garen took out a piece of white paper from his arms, with the rankings of the twenty-seven sects printed on it.
Baiyunmen ranks seventeenth.
"I'll do it first." A man in black rushed onto the platform, tore off his upper body clothes and threw them down. "Angadi Boxing Gym, Loverishti Lakai. Challenge the Sword Boxing Gym!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flat-chested woman rushed up from the other side. "Nora, sword and boxing gym."
There were no polite words, and the two of them stood still and started fighting. You came and went, and it seemed to be very rigorous moves and skills, but the fight was soft and the sound of the fists and palms was very small. It was obviously a lack of strength. It all depends on the skills.
Martial arts.
Within ten seconds, the man in black was pushed down to the ring. Another student in the boxing gym he was in was also pushed down several times. Obviously, the skill gap was a bit big.
A real competition usually doesn't last long, and just a slight oversight can defeat an opponent of about the same strength. In many cases, when the strength is about the same, it depends on each other's status.
Garen sat down and just watched casually. At first, it was a competition between ordinary disciples who had not learned the secret martial arts, just as an opening show.
There was one game after another on the upper platform, and the disciples who usually had conflicts with each other also used this arena as an opportunity to resolve their conflicts.
Soon someone challenged the Baiyun Sect. It was an eighteen-strong martial arts tournament. The contestant was a hot blonde beauty. She had just defeated the nineteen forces who challenged her. She picked four of them, and she actually dared to challenge the seventeenth one.
The Baiyun Gate.
"I'm going!" A sturdy young man behind Garen stood up with great interest. "Senior Brother, let me go?" This young man is the middle-level one among the four people who came this time. Although his explosive boxing skills have not really reached the third level,
It has only one layer, but its skin is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and its strength is strong enough.
"Are you Simon? Are you sure?" With the master away, Galleon would naturally be in charge of everything. This was originally an opportunity to exercise his ability to do things independently.
Simon nodded. "I saw her strength just now. Although her leg skills are very strong, her strength is too weak. Just seize the opportunity to control her legs."
"Then you go ahead, don't embarrass our Baiyun Sect." Garen warned. Although the specific ranking is not based on this, it mainly depends on the comparison of disciples at the secret martial arts level, but ordinary disciples will also suffer if they lose too much.
certain negative impact.
"I understand, Senior Brother, don't worry." Simon smiled and made a fist show with the other three companions.
"Get out of here, who doesn't know that you go here just for someone's beauty?" A girl waved her hand wordlessly.
After saying "hey" twice, Simon walked to the platform, turned over and climbed up obediently, and walked to stand in front of the blonde beauty.
Bang bang!
The opponent directly kicked Simon up and down, hitting Simon's arm with a dull sound.
Simon stood firmly, with a proud smile on his face.