"How is it possible? Gao Wuze, the grandson of Patriarch Gao, is more than ten times stronger than my unsatisfactory grandson. With him around, neither Murong Hao nor Lu Yu can even think about making any further progress." Patriarch Huang said in a calm tone.
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The head of the Gao family did not refute this statement. He still knew Gao Wuze's strength.
Even if it's not as exaggerated as the Huang family leader said, it can definitely be more than five times more than Huang Haonan.
"Even if Wu Ze can't stop them, there are still the grandsons of the head of the Shangguan family, how can they have a chance to get ahead?" the head of the Gao family said with a smile.
Shangguan Tianhong nodded lightly and did not answer.
His grandson Shangguan Daohan is recognized as the strongest martial artist of the younger generation in Haidong City's martial arts circle.
That was the overlord of the last martial arts competition, and his strength was beyond description in words.
"Zhengwu, let's continue. Today we will advance to the top three, and the finals will be held tomorrow." Shangguan Tianhong waved his hand.
Miao Zhengwu nodded in agreement, then stepped forward and said: "The top four players have now been promoted."
"Next, we invite the second place winner of our last Warriors Competition, Gao Wuze, to take the stage!"
After Miao Zhengwu finished speaking, a young man in black slowly walked towards the gate of the competition site again.
The young man looked to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, and his figure did not look strong, not even as strong as Huang Haonan's.
And his steps were very light, as if the wind was blowing under his feet. He seemed to be walking slowly and silently, but in fact, his speed was not slow at all.
In a few breaths, he was already on the stage.
Gao Wuze had a black cloth bag hanging on his waist. He stood on the ring with a calm expression, looked around the audience, and slightly arched his hands.
"Gao Wuze! Gao Wuze!"
"Gao Wuze! Gao Wuze!"
In an instant, shouts came from every corner of the audience.
This loud shout was enough to prove Gao Wuze's status in the martial arts circle of Haidong City.
"Is his martial arts characteristic known for his speed?" Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked softly.
"Hey, I haven't told you about him yet, how did you know about him?" Nangong Lingyue asked in surprise.
Lu Feng nodded slightly, he was indeed right.
However, Lu Feng was guessing what was hanging on Gao Wuze's waist?
"The top four players, including Gao Wuze, make a total of five players."
"Next, the five players will compete in two battles, one person will have a bye, and the top three players will be selected."
"These three people will meet the last overlord tomorrow for the finals!"
Miao Zhengwu took a step forward and said to the audience.
Several advanced warriors were all excited in their hearts.
Although they have advanced to the semi-finals, their reputation as a semi-finalist is far from being comparable to the top three!
Even in many fields, when awarding awards, only the top three are selected, and the fourth place is not even qualified to be remembered.
"However, in order to give all the warriors a break, what we are going to do next is the resurrection match."
Miao Zhengwu glanced at the field, and then said according to the arrangement.
Everyone in the audience had no objections. Even Lu Feng felt that he really needed to take a rest.
The battle with Huang Haonan really took a lot of energy.
During the playoffs, Lu Feng didn't pay too much attention.
Those players who participated in the resurrection match used all their strength to fight hard.
After all, this is their last chance.
Lu Feng, on the other hand, sat on a chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind, taking deep breaths to adjust his physical condition.
Nangong Lingyue didn't bother him, and went out for about twenty minutes. When she came back, she handed her little hand to Lu Feng.
"Here, here you go."
Nangong Lingyue turned her head to the side and stretched out her little hand in front of Lu Feng.
"What is it?" Lu Feng looked down and saw that Nangong Lingyue's hand was empty. There was nothing there.
Nangong Lingyue glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, so she slowly pulled up the cuffs, revealing what was hidden in the sleeves.
It was a small bottle of glucose, which looked clear and transparent.
"This is concentrated glucose, a good thing that can speed up the recovery of physical strength. I am not willing to drink it, so now I give it to you."
Nangong Lingyue said pretending not to care, and then stuffed it into Lu Feng's hands.
Lu Feng thanked him, then unceremoniously opened it and drank it.
The taste is very sweet, but not sweet but not greasy,
In order to increase your chances of winning, it is also good to recover some physical strength faster.
After this Easter match is over, we will continue to play again.
While Nangong Heze was watching the game, he turned to look at Lu Feng, and happened to see Lu Feng throw the empty bottle to the ground.
"I'm going!"
Nangong Heze's eyes widened suddenly, and then he rushed over to pick up the small bottle.
Looking at him like that, he wanted to lick the bottle.
"Brother Yu, you are really rich, you have tens of millions of dollars worth of stuff in a bottle!"
"Even this empty bottle can be sold for millions!" Nangong Heze couldn't help but exclaimed.
"How many tens of millions?" Lu Feng asked in confusion.
"Cough." Nangong Lingyue blushed a little and immediately coughed to cover up her embarrassment.
Nangong Heze opened his mouth and whispered: "This is specially configured by the organizer for warriors. If you have money, you may not be able to buy it..."
Lu Feng glanced at Nangong Lingyue in surprise, nodded and said nothing more.
This Nangong Lingyue is actually a sharp-tongued person!
"Don't look at me with that look, I'm just doing it for the Nangong family." Nangong Lingyue snorted.
Lu Feng shook his head helplessly and turned to look at the stage.
The Easter match took a long time, and the competition was not finished until one o'clock in the afternoon.
Lu Feng simply went to have a meal before returning to the competition ground.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the Easter match was finally coming to an end, and the rankings were accurately determined.
Next, it’s the competition for the top three.
Five people, including Lu Feng and Gao Wuze, were matched again.
This time, the young man named Murong Hao directly received a bye for promotion.
On the other list of players, there was no Lu Feng or Gao Wuze.
Lu Feng sighed lightly. Without him, he would definitely have to face Gao Wuze in the final promotion match.
Soon, the winner was decided in the first promotion match.
Lu Feng and Gao Wuze were the only two left, so there was no need to draw lots anymore and they went directly to the ring.
"Although I didn't come here, I still heard about your reputation." Gao Wuze looked at Lu Feng calmly.
Lu Feng nodded and said nothing more.
Miao Zhengwu looked at the time, then raised his drumstick and hit the big drum, shouting: "The last game of the top three promotion competition begins now."
"Bang!"
After Miao Zhengwu finished speaking, Gao Wuze stepped out and rushed towards Lu Feng at lightning speed.
The speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and the decisiveness of the attack left many people unable to react.