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Two days passed quickly.

On October [-]th, the much-anticipated martial arts group arena finally started.

Although there were only twelve people who entered the group arena, these twelve people were all outstanding young people aged 22 to [-] in China, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the pride of heaven.

The group arena match is the same as the knockout match, and it is also broadcast live. Although there is no first-person view, a super-large arena has been set up in Nestle. A high-definition camera is installed, and there is a drone in the sky to record the whole process, so that any movement can be captured clearly.

The group arena was divided into three days.

On the first day, twelve entered six, and half of the people were directly eliminated.

On the second day, six entered three, and half of them were eliminated directly.

On the third day, the champion, runner-up and third place will be determined.

At 08:30 in the morning, the spectators who were qualified in the first knockout round walked into the Nestlé auditorium and took their seats.

The backstage is adjusting the equipment for the last time to ensure that there will be no mistakes when the group arena officially starts.

The live channel has already started the pre-match talk show.

Half an hour passed nervously, and at exactly nine o'clock, the referee, the commentator, and the contestants walked to the ring to assemble one by one.

After the host introduced the names, ages, backgrounds, and schools of the twelve contestants, an impassioned Huaxia Heroine rang out on the spot!

All the audience stood up and looked at the red flag slowly rising at the front of the ring, and sang the heroine's song solemnly and solemnly.

Tens of thousands of people spoke in unison. This kind of scene moved the audience in front of the screen. Even many foreign viewers saw this scene, and played the bullet screen of Huaxia No`1 on the public screen.

At this moment, I don't know how many people are in front of the screen, watching the live broadcast with anticipation.

"All audience, please sit down."

"Next, I invite the twelve contestants who have successfully entered the group arena to come forward and draw lots."

talking room.

Two hostesses in red cheongsam brought up a lottery box, which contained black and white fist-sized spheres.

"A lottery will be drawn based on the ranking in the first knockout round."

Hearing this, Ye Han strode forward, reached into the box, took out a white ball, opened the ball from the middle, and there was a note inside with "2" written on it.

Without the host's explanation, everyone can guess, which means that Ye Han will play second, and the person who draws the black ball No. 2 is his opponent.

The drawing of lots takes place sequentially.

After everyone finished drawing, under the order of the host, they announced the notes in their hands at the same time.

No. 1: White ball Chen Zekai, black ball Hu Jun.

No. 2: White ball Ye Han, black ball Zhang Xiong.

No. 3: White ball Guo Penghui, black ball Zhang An.

No. 4: White ball Wang Hua, black ball Shen Wei.

No. 5: White ball Wu Xingguo, black ball Ma Teng.

No. 6: White ball Duan Qingjun, black ball Cai Sheng.

There are a total of six games, two of which are played against their own people.

The first one is Haoran University's internal strife.

The fourth game is the internal struggle of Beiqing University.

But this is also expected by everyone, after all, nine out of twelve people come from these two schools.

When Chen Zekai saw that Hu Jun was also drawn No. 1, he felt like crying. They were at the same level or even classmates, and they knew each other's strength very well.

Among the students of their class, Hu Jun was the number one in all aspects of strength, and Chen Zekai knew very well that he would never be Hu Jun's opponent.

But after finally entering the group arena, Chen Zekai didn't want to admit defeat directly, he planned to use all the two exercises he knew as he said in the knockout round.

"Okay, then please step down to prepare for the next contestants, Hu Jun, Chen Zekai, the ring will be handed over to you."

The host took the microphone and said with a smile: "A friendly reminder, the number of people watching this live broadcast in front of the screen is 6000 million people, and this does not count the overseas broadcast viewers."

More than 3 million people watched the same live broadcast. This is probably the live broadcast with the largest number of viewers in history.

The host left, and the audience was silent.

Hu Jun and Chen Zekai stood on both sides, and when the referee gave the order to start, they both saluted at the same time.

The left hand is the palm, and the right hand is the fist. After blocking the fist with the palm, bend the waist at 45 degrees. This kind of etiquette can only be seen in martial arts dramas now, but it has become a must for students of Haoran University before discussing each other.

"Zekai, don't be nervous, just treat it as a competition at school." Seeing Chen Zekai's unnatural expression, Hu Jun took the initiative to comfort him.

Chen Zekai squeezed out a smile, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll start."

"Ah."

Chen Zekai retracted his hands to his waist, and the spiritual energy in his body surged rapidly. After a while, he clenched his palms into a fist, and the sole of his right foot stepped on the ground suddenly, his body flew up several feet in an instant, and rushed towards Hu Jun like an arrow from the string!

Accompanied by the exclamation in the arena, Hu Jun was also not to be outdone, he clenched his fist calmly, took a deep breath, and at the moment when Chen Zekai's fist hit him, he punched suddenly.

The two fists slammed into each other, and the spiritual energy surrounding the fists shook violently. After creating ripples in the air, the two retreated at the same time, and rushed together again hastily.

speed.

power.

It can be said that they are at the top level among their peers.

The audience at the scene were either ordinary people or strangers below the Qi Refining Realm. They had never seen such a high-intensity sparring with their own eyes, and the exclamation in the venue was one after another.

However, after only 5 minutes...

"I admit defeat." Chen Zekai raised his left hand, sweating profusely and said to the referees in the audience.

Upon hearing this, the chief referee immediately said, "In the first match, Hu Jun wins!"

Although only 5 minutes had passed, the two had already exchanged hundreds of moves, and Chen Zekai had already used all the moves he knew, and if the fight continued, the result would not change much.

Chen Zekai is still very self-aware of himself, if he persists, the ending will only make the situation ugly, after all, he is a classmate of the same school, if he admits defeat like this, not only will he retain his physical strength, but at the same time, he will not let himself and himself be separated from each other. There is a gap in the relationship between Hu Jun.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just happen to have a good time in the capital for the next two days."

The two walked off the ring together.

The audience was really shocked when they saw this scene.

Haoran University really deserves to be a super-first-tier alien university, not only the strength of the students is outstanding, but also the character.

"Okay, the first round is over, let's not delay, let's invite the contestants for the second round, Ye Han from Haoran University and Zhang Xiong from Yiren University in Sichuan Province!"

The two walked onto the stage.

Ye Han drew out his saber, hugged it and saluted, "Please."

Zhang Xiong was at a loss, didn't know how to respond, thinking of the posture of Chen Zekai and Hu Jun just now, he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Please."

Zhang Xiong clenched his fists and prepared for battle. He knew that his opponent was one of the best among the 12. He also never thought that he could win. He just wanted to be like Chen Zekai and leave the ring with no regrets.

But... the moment he clenched his fists, Ye Han had already disappeared in place. His speed was such that the cameras that could automatically track moving objects couldn't keep up. The people in the Nestlé auditorium heard only two The sound of the long sword piercing the sky.

Zhang Xiong had already flown out of the field.

Silence!

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