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Chapter 24 Before the War

Chapter 24 Before the Battle

Mo Di arrived at the military field in the north of the city early, and Zhao Maner and Princess Yangzi were still walking together.

Zhao Man'er glanced at Mo Di from time to time and thought to herself: I wonder if grandpa's medicine has worked or not. Seeing Mr. Mo like this, there seems to be no change? I will ask grandpa carefully when I go back. This old man will not be reluctant to part with medicinal materials and use low-quality medicine.

Please recharge with high-grade medicinal materials.

The journey was uneventful, and in a blink of an eye, we were already at the competition ground.

Today, the competition ground is even more lively and crowded. Although there are more soldiers maintaining order, the huge venue still seems overcrowded.

After entering, it was divided into two passages, one for the audience and one for the contestants. Mo Di and the three of them separated. Mo Di entered the contestants' passage, and Yang Zi and Zhao Man'er entered the audience passage.

When they separated, Zhao Man'er gently tugged on the corner of Mo Di's clothes.

Mo Di turned around and saw that Zhao Man'er seemed to have something to say, so he asked: "Miss Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

A wave of heat flowed across Zhao Man'er's face. Zhao Man'er glanced at Mo Di, lowered her head, and said softly: "Master Mo, you have to do your best, don't use force, it will be bad if you hurt yourself."

Mo Di smiled knowingly and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Zhao Man'er said: "That's good, I will cheer you up." As she said that, she waved a small pink fist.

Looking at Zhao Man'er's cute look, Mo Di felt warm in his heart. In this strange country, there were people who cared about and supported him, which made him feel more moved and happy. He also returned the same gesture to Zhao Man'er, and then they separated.

Princess Yangzi was still covered in black gauze, with no expression on her face and a cold look.

Mo Di followed the instructions and found the seat where the contestants were sitting. There were already many people here, but judging from the available seats, there should be about a thousand people participating. It can be seen that King Xiang's selection for this competition was deeply supported by all the soldiers.

All participated enthusiastically.

Mo Di was the only one specially invited to participate in the competition as a civilian. He stood out among a group of Chu soldiers wearing military uniforms and attracted attention as soon as he entered the venue.

"You, stop! This is the contestant area. You are in the wrong place. Go to the viewing area!" A soldier in charge stopped Mo Di.

Mo Di stopped and said, "I am participating in this competition."

"Which team are you from? Why don't you wear a shirt?" the soldier asked, still refusing to let him go.

"Which team? I don't have a team, I'm just a civilian." Mo Di said.

"Fart, this competition is a competition among King Xiang's troops. How can civilians participate? You are here to cause trouble!" As he said this, he pointed his spear at Mo Di vigilantly.

Seeing that something was going on here, everyone around looked at it.

Mo Di wasn't angry either. This was a soldier's duty, and it was normal for him to be stopped. So he took out his registration certificate. It was a wooden sign with his name and number on it.

Mo Di showed it to the soldiers and said, "Look, this is my number plate for the competition."

The soldier didn't believe it, so he took it over and looked at it, and saw that it was indeed a competition number plate. He looked over it several times and found nothing wrong, and muttered: "Hey! That's weird, what's going on?"

"

When the soldiers saw no problem, they were ready to let him go.

Someone nearby asked, "Did you pick up someone else's lost number plate and pretend to be someone else?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone became suspicious. They looked at Mo Di with complicated eyes, and they all started talking.

When the soldiers heard that this made sense, they couldn't let Mo Di in even more, because they had to find out what was going on. Suddenly, the people behind him who were waiting to enter started urging and shouting, and the place became chaotic.

Mo Di couldn't explain it either. Just when he was anxious, he saw Zhao Shun and others walking over from a distance.

Zhao Shun also saw Mo Di and squeezed over.

"Mr. Mo, what's going on?" Zhao Shun asked.

Mo Di smiled bitterly, pointed at the soldier and said, "He doesn't believe that I'm here to participate in the competition, so he won't let me in."

When Zhao Shun heard this, he was a little surprised at first, but then he understood what was going on and smiled. He turned to the soldier and said: "Little brother, I am Zhao Shun of Qianhu under General Yingbu. This Mr. Mo is a distinguished guest of General Ying.

It’s true that Young Master Mo has signed up to participate in this competition. Please let me go.”

The soldier clasped his fists and said: "Zhao Qianhu, this is my duty in my humble position. I didn't mean to embarrass this young master. Since Zhao Qianhu can prove it, I can naturally let him go." After saying that, he glanced at Mo Di and continued.

: "It's just that Mr. Mo is not a sergeant, how can he participate in this competition?"

Zhao Shun smiled lightly and said: "Master Mo was invited by King Xiang."

Leaving a look of surprise, Mo Di followed Zhao Shun into the contestants' seating area.

"What? King Xiang invited him personally? Did you hear that right? Is that what he just said?"

"It seems so. King Xiang actually personally invited someone to compete?"

"Yeah, what kind of awesome guy is this?"

"Is he from any force? Even King Xiang has to pay attention to it!"

"Well, what you said makes sense. Oh, no, no, look, how did he get to the ordinary soldier area at the end?"

"What? Ordinary soldier area? Yes, this, what on earth is going on..."

"It's strange, it's really strange. It's interesting, let's wait and see..."

Zhao Shun invited Mo Di to sit in the Qianhu seating area, where the conditions were better. But Mo Di refused and still walked to his own area. Under the curious eyes of many people, he sat down.

Positions need to be fought for by one's own strength. The position given by others is always a position of charity. Mo Di must use his own fists and his own strength to create a world of his own.

In the middle of the competition field, nine high platforms have been erected, eight of which are slightly shorter and distributed in the eight directions of the field. The middle one is the highest and is in the center of the field.

Mo Di didn't know why so many high platforms were built. He thought it might be because there were too many players and many games needed to be played at the same time.

Next to the side of the high platform, a more luxurious and tall viewing area was set up and decorated with yellow curtains. It seemed that this should be the place where King Xiang watched the competition.

Mo Di glanced at the audience areas on both sides. Zhao Man'er and Princess Yangzi should be here, but there were too many people and he couldn't find where they were for a while.

Mo Di felt a gaze coming towards him, and looked in the direction he felt, and saw Qian Gui sitting far in front of and to his left, looking at him with a look of revenge on his face.

How could Mo Di be afraid of this provocative look? He put a contemptuous smile on his face, and his eyes were also very provocative.

The competition hasn't even started yet, but the two of them are already fighting!

At this time, dozens of shirtless strong men walked neatly to both sides of the ring. On each side were rows of cowhide drums as tall as one person. These strong men beat the drums at the same time, and the sound of the drums was loud, making everyone

Everyone's heart was beating to the beat of the drum. Everyone in the arena stopped talking and looked here together.

At this time, the eyes of Mo Di and Qian Gui slowly separated, but the killing intent did not dissipate for a long time.

Amidst the sound of drums, an old man climbed onto the highest stage. The old man's hair and beard were already white, and he seemed to be quite old. He stood firm on the stage, his eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around with a crushing force.

The pressure was released, and in an instant, the thunderous drum sound stopped abruptly.

The old man said loudly: "Fellow soldiers!" His voice was like a loud bell, resounding throughout the entire venue. Everyone in the venue heard it very clearly. Some of those who were close to the high platform felt their ears hurt.

This old man's name is Cao Kun, and he has won the title of Xiang**. He just showed this skill, which shocked many people in the venue. His cultivation level is really not shallow. Mo Di took a closer look and found that he was already a senior member of the Ling Sect.

, there seems to be signs of a breakthrough to the Spiritual King.

The Spirit King is the level that every spiritual practitioner dreams of. Only those who have reached the level of the Spirit King are truly strong. Looking at the territory of the Great Qin Empire, there are only a few dozen Spirit Kings known to them.

, Therefore, the Spirit King is definitely a powerful being that no one on this continent dares to despise.

With such a strong man sitting in the martial arts tournament, some people who originally wanted to take this opportunity to cause trouble also restrained themselves. If you offend Cao Kun, there will definitely be nothing good to gain.

Cao Kun saw that his momentum was overwhelming the entire audience, and there was a hint of unnoticeable satisfaction on his face. He continued to speak loudly: "My fellow soldiers, Emperor Qin is unruly, and King Xiang is virtuous. He will conquer the world and benefit all directions. Now King Xiang loves Cai,

In order to recruit brave men and fill the vacancies in the army, we have specially held this competition. I hope that the men in our army will strive to win the championship! Now, I announce that the competition has officially begun!"

All the contestants in the field cheered, and everyone was gearing up and eager to try.

The rules of this competition are that ordinary soldiers choose one hundred people to be promoted to ten households, ten households choose fifty people to be promoted to one hundred households, one hundred households choose ten people to be promoted to one thousand households, one thousand households choose five people to be promoted to ten thousand households, and ten thousand households choose one person to be promoted

General.

The first two newly promoted personnel can participate in the competition to advance to the next level again, and the winner can continue to be promoted. In other words, an ordinary soldier, if all goes well, will also have the opportunity to be promoted to general. This undoubtedly stimulates everyone's enthusiasm

.

At the same time, because this is an internal selection, in order to avoid casualties, only boxing and kicking skills are required to be competed, and weapons are strictly prohibited. This rule is quite beneficial to Mo Di. He has not yet practiced spiritual skills and has almost no knowledge of the use of weapons. If he can use weapons to fight

, he will not have any advantage, and will also be in danger of being accidentally injured.

Ordinary soldiers have signed up the most. Today's competition mainly competes for 100 candidates from ten households. The competition system adopts the method of drawing lots, randomly matching opponents, and one chance to fight. The loser will be eliminated directly!

The arena is surrounded by eight shorter high platforms, and eight pairs of contestants each time compete. As the lottery begins, the soldiers whose names are called rush to the arena one by one and start fighting each other. At the beginning, there is no

Mo Di was not drawn, so Mo Zi sat quietly on the high platform and watched the game.

Although the ordinary soldiers participating in the competition are all outstanding, their spiritual levels are not high. They are basically at the low level of spiritual masters, and a few have reached the intermediate level of spiritual masters. Therefore, although this competition looks lively, because the players' spiritual levels are too high

Low, the spiritual skills are average, and there are not many highlights. The spiritual practitioners in the army are like this. Killing the enemy is their first task, so they do not practice particularly complicated spiritual skills. All they learn are the simplest ones.

And the most practical killing technique.

The competition between the first eight pairs ended soon after. The defeated people left dejectedly, while the winning eight people returned to the contestant waiting area and sat down, waiting for the next round of competition.

Among the thousands of contestants, 80% are participating in the competition for ordinary soldiers to advance to ten households. Half of them are eliminated in each round. It takes three rounds of competition to determine the remaining 100 people.

The most people need to be eliminated in the first round, and the competition lasts longer. After an hour, the first round of competition is not over yet, and some people who have not participated yet are getting anxious.

Mo Di sat there motionless, waiting silently. Qian Gui looked at Mo Di several times and was surprised to see that Mo Di was the only one who was so calm. In fact, Mo Di was also very anxious in his heart, as he had expectations for his opponent.

, there are also some worries about the unknown. The other contestants are worried about their own victory or defeat, but Mo Di is worried about whether he can go further. Because only the strong can help him complete the foundation building.

Qian Gui was very happy. Until now, he had not been drawn, and neither had Mo Di. This would give them a greater chance of meeting each other in the first round.

"Boy, I told you to get out in the first round, but you must stay alive!" Qian Gui thought to himself.

After a long time, it was finally Mo Di's turn to draw lots, and money was expensive.

Qian Gui looked at Mo Di again with a look of pride, "Boy, you didn't expect that you might fall into my hands in this first game. Don't worry, I will make your death ugly!"

"It's not necessarily who the ugly one is!" Mo Di didn't have the slightest fear and directly retorted Qian Gui's words.

Let the battle begin! (To be continued)


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