Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 161 Winning the Fourth Round without a Fight
Hearing this answer, Qian Ye asked again: "Then have you tried his skills? Are you sure you can cut him off?"

Feng Junbo was silent for a few seconds before answering: "I tried it, unless you join us in attacking, otherwise we are afraid..."

After a pause, he continued, "It's hard to get rid of him."

Qian Ye chuckled twice, glanced at Feng Junbo and the three Zhong brothers with amused eyes, shook his head slightly and said: "Don't be so troublesome, when I fight against him next time, it should be time to use weapons. The sword can kill him, there is no need to do anything extra!"

Feng Junbo, with his head down, was silent for a few seconds when he heard the words, and then slowly raised his head to look at Qian Ye, who looked confident.

Qian Ye's words made Feng Junbo feel that he was underestimated by Qian Ye.

He, Feng Junbo, just said that if Qian Ye didn't fight with them, he was not sure that he would be able to get rid of Li Zhongwu.

But Qian Ye said that without the four of them, as long as he can use a sword, he can kill Li Zhongwu with a few swords.

What does this mean?
Did Qian Ye also think that he and the three Zhong brothers could be killed with a few sword strikes?

But Feng Junbo's eyes fell on Qian Ye's, but Qian Ye mistook Feng Junbo for doubting his own strength.

The smile on Qian Ye's face faded slightly, "What? You think I can't do it?"

Feng Junbo quickly lowered his head again, "Don't dare! My lord's swordsmanship is superb, killing Li Zhongwu with a few swords is already showing my lord's modesty."

Qian Ye snorted coldly, "Whether your words are insincere or not, you just have to wait and see, that's fine, if you have nothing else to do, you all step back! Don't interfere with my rest here."

Feng Junbo lowered his head a little lower, took a few steps back slowly, and then turned around and left with the three Zhong brothers.

On the hospital bed, Qian Ye glanced at the backs of the four of them with disdain.

For a proud man like him, Feng Junbo and the others are all trash.

He could see Feng Junbo's ambition to be in the top position, and he could also see that Feng Junbo was somewhat dissatisfied with him, but what did it matter?

Unable to stop his feathered sword, Feng Junbo can only be under him all the time.

……

After coming out of Qian Ye's ward, Feng Junbo had a gloomy face and hurried ahead, as if a fire was burning in his heart.

Qian Ye's attitude of not paying attention to Feng Junbo hurt his self-esteem very much.

In front of Qian Ye, Feng Junbo was like a servant.

This made him extremely angry.

Think of the ice hand that Feng Junbo cultivated, which is also a unique skill with an eight-star cultivation difficulty.

The power may not be inferior to those abilities with a nine-star cultivation difficulty.

When he was in the Ability Academy before, he was also a man of the hour who rarely met opponents.

But now in front of Qian Ye, he was so crushed that he couldn't lift his head.

Hurrying to the downstairs of the hospital, Feng Junbo suddenly stopped and looked back at the three Zhong brothers following behind him when he passed a section of tree-lined road.

Seeing him like this, the three brothers also subconsciously stopped and looked at Feng Junbo with different expressions.

Feng Junbo glanced at the three brothers coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you feel Qian Ye's contempt for us just now?"

The three brothers looked at each other subconsciously.

In the end, Boss Zhong smiled and asked, "What did Brother Feng want to say?"

Feng Junbo squinted his eyes into two slits, looked at Boss Zhong for a few seconds, and then asked coldly: "Are you three willing to keep lowering your head than that kid?"

"That kid? Who is Brother Feng referring to?"

There was a smile on the corner of Boss Zhong's mouth, as if he thought this question was very interesting.

Feng Junbo snorted coldly, "What do you think? That kid is obviously younger than the rest of us, but he always acts as a big guy in front of us, and His Highness also relies on him more. I don't believe you three brothers are so convinced!"

Boss Zhong didn't expect that Feng Junbo would dare to bring up this topic, and the smile on his lips disappeared immediately.

At this moment, Zhong Laoer said, "Feng Junbo! You are so brave. You dare to criticize Mr. Qian behind your back. Are you not afraid that we will tell him later?"

Zhong Laosan followed suit: "Could it be that you are confident that you can defeat his Yuyi Sword?"

Feng Junbo looked at the three brothers with cold eyes, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "I have never fought against each other, so who can be sure that I am not his opponent?"

Boss Zhong spoke again at this time, "Brother Feng, Your Highness will not tolerate our infighting, and it is impossible for us to join forces with you to deal with Lord Fu Qian, otherwise, His Highness will never let us go lightly."

Feng Junbo shook his head, suddenly took half a step closer with his right foot, and said in a low voice, "Who said I want you to go with me to deal with him?"

The most impatient Zhong Laosan immediately asked: "Then what do you mean?"

Zhong Boss and Zhong Lao Er also showed doubts.

Feng Junbo: "It's very simple! Let him lose the game! Let His Highness see his incompetence, and then I'll wait...to complete the tasks His Highness entrusted to him for him, and also complete the tasks His Highness entrusted to us. Think about it, this way , will he lose face in front of His Highness? Will he fall out of favor?"

The three Zhong brothers were surprised and suspicious when they heard this, and subconsciously looked at each other again.

The impatient Zhong Laosan was the first to ask: "How can we manipulate the result of the game?"

Of course, the three of them don't want to be shorter in front of Qian Ye all the time.

Feng Junbo saw that their hearts were moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his voice and said slowly: "What's the problem? Auditorium, God controls the sword!"

Zhong Laosan frowned, and said in doubt: "Are you wrong? Our brother is practicing divine control of guns, not some divine control of swords!"

Boss Zhong and Second Child also had doubts in their eyes.

But this time, facing the doubts of the three brothers, Feng Junbo just looked at them with a smile, and did not answer their doubts.

Gradually, Zhong Lao San and Zhong Lao Er's brows became more and more wrinkled, and their expressions gradually showed dissatisfaction.

Just when Zhong Laosan breathed out a deep breath and opened his mouth to say something, Zhong Boss suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and smiled at Feng Junbo, saying: "Okay! This plan is feasible, our brothers agreed."

Zhong Laoer and Zhong Laosan turned to look at the eldest brother in puzzlement.

But Boss Zhong didn't look at them at this time, and didn't intend to explain to them now.

Feng Junbo nodded approvingly to Boss Zhong, "That's right! You're brave enough! Then wish us luck!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right palm to Boss Zhong.

Boss Zhong chuckled, raised his hand and gave him a high five.

"good luck!"

……

The next morning.

Sure enough, Qian Ye played again and participated in the duel between the defeated players.

In this scene, he reproduced the scene after his first appearance.

With the speed of teleportation, a dodge appeared in front of his opponent, and kicked the opponent several meters away. The opponent who was kicked out had the same bloody abdomen as Rowling back then, and the clothes on the abdomen were torn Unbearable, I lost the ability to get up on the spot.

Qian Ye won easily and advanced to the next round of competition.

……

The next day.

It was still in the morning, and the fourth round of the "Wu Zhuang Scholar" contest officially started.

There are only 74 players who are eligible to participate in this round of competition.

Originally, according to the rules of the competition system, there should be 81 players who can participate in this round.

However, the last round of competition was a bit fierce. Although 7 players won the competition, they suffered serious injuries, and they had no hope of competing for the top ten in the competition.

Therefore, 7 players withdrew from the competition.

This made the number of contestants in the first row of the auditorium suddenly seem much sparser.

In the last round of the competition, there were still 108 players, but this round only had 74 players left, and only three days had passed.

It is foreseeable that the next competition will be more intense, and the number of players who cannot continue to participate due to injuries will surely increase.

Such a cruel competition system made the four hosts who just appeared today feel a little bit emotional.

Ding Xie: "Welcome to the audience who came to the scene, and also welcome the global audience who are watching our live broadcast. Alas! Although our ratings have increased a lot, but watching the players on the bench for just a few days With so much missing, my heart... Sigh! It's really not a good feeling!"

Fang Qing raised the microphone to answer: "Yes! I still remember that there were 188 contestants who participated in our competition this year. In just a few days, more than 100 contestants have been eliminated. I'm all for those who were eliminated. The players feel sorry."

Wang Bing: "Who says it's not? Especially some of the players who are obviously very strong and hope to compete for the top [-] in the competition, but because of bad luck, they met too strong opponents early, resulting in injuries and being sent out ahead of schedule." Eliminated! What a pity!"

When he said this, he looked at Qian Ye who was in the first row of the auditorium.

Many spectators at the scene also looked over.

Because Qian Ye eliminated the well-known Rowling.

Liu Zhenhui: "Yes! The rules of our competition are indeed cruel, and it is indeed a pity that some players who have been eliminated, but a game is a game, and the more cruel the rules, the more exciting the game will be! Anyway, I am interested in the game that is about to start today , I can’t wait, why don’t we invite the beautiful contacts of all the contestants to come on stage and draw the number plates for this round, shall we?”

Before Liu Zhenhui finished speaking, Ding Xie and others echoed.

Soon, 74 beauties were invited to the arena to draw number plates for their respective contestants under the watchful eyes of the live broadcast camera.

Several other cameras began to capture the reactions of the players in the auditorium and the audience.

The competition has been compared to now, which contestant some beauties represent has been remembered by most of the audience.

For example, Yu Fengying who represents Li Zhongwu.

For example, Yao Danhong representing Qian Ye.

For example, Xi Mengxing who represents Zhu Qihen.

For example, Fan Xinyu, representing Oleg, and so on.

Whenever a beautiful woman representing a certain popular expert stepped forward to draw a number plate, the applause and applause of the audience would be significantly louder, and the attention would also increase significantly.

Finally, it was Yu Fengying's turn to step forward and draw a number plate.

Today, Yu Fengying, who was wearing a white dress, stepped forward with a smile on her face, and the applause from the audience instantly multiplied.

Thousands of spectators couldn't help standing up and shouting loudly: "Yu Fengying!!" "Li Zhongwu!!" "Li Zhongwu!!"

The loud sound seemed to blow off the roof of the stadium.

The players sitting in the first row had different expressions.

Some people frowned and turned to look at the enthusiastic audience; some people became visibly nervous and fixed their eyes on Yu Fengying on the ring, as if worried that the number Yu Fengying drew was the same as her own number; some people looked at Li Zhongwu, such as Qian Ye, Zhu Qihen and others.

At this time, cameras are also quickly capturing the changes in the expressions of the audience, players and Li Zhongwu himself.

The director of the program group is also quickly directing the director to switch the live broadcast camera again and again, and broadcast the changes in the expressions of the audience, contestants, Yu Fengying, Li Zhongwu and others one by one.

In fact, Li Zhongwu, who was sitting in the auditorium, squinted his eyes, and his expression didn't change a bit.

Again, he doesn't feel that in this kind of competition, he needs to avoid anyone's edge. Even if he wants to avoid the edge, it should be other players avoiding Li Zhongwu's edge.

Therefore, he didn't care what kind of number Yu Fengying would draw for herself.

Anyway, no matter who the opponent is, it's a matter of one or two moves.

"Little man wins!"

Seeing Li Zhongwu's extremely calm expression at this time, Oleg was upset, so he cursed in a low voice.

Zhu Qihen looked at Li Zhongwu, shook his head slightly, and said softly to himself: "Does this guy think that there is no longer his opponent at the scene? So arrogant..."

Qian Ye squinted at Li Zhongwu who was diagonally opposite, and subconsciously rubbed the hilt of the sword in his hand with his right thumb, his face was not very good-looking.

On the ring, under the eyes of everyone, Yu Fengying put Bai Shengsheng's right hand into the big red cardboard box and took out a small wooden sign.

The four hosts who had gathered around immediately stretched their necks to look at the wooden sign in her hand.

The lens of a camera also turned over immediately.

Countless spectators subconsciously opened their eyes wide to distinguish the numbers on the wooden sign.

"31!"

The host Fang Qing exclaimed this number.

There was another burst of applause and applause from the auditorium. I don't know why they applauded this time?
In the first row of the auditorium, many contestants saw this number with relaxed expressions and smiles on their faces.

Only one of the contestants named Huang Zhi turned pale instantly, and his whole body tensed up.

Because the number his contest contact had just drawn for him...was also number 31.

This means that this round of competition, his opponent is Li Zhongwu.

After seeing Li Zhongwu's three previous shots and defeating Jing Wuwei, He Zhihang and Qian Ye cleanly, he had no confidence in beating Li Zhongwu for a long time.

It can be said that what he is most afraid of now is facing Li Zhongwu.

Whatever they are afraid of will come.

There are still 74 contestants in this round!He, Huang Zhi, got the same number as Li Zhongwu.

Compared to his depression, the audience was very happy. They didn't remember who the other player who got No. 31 was, but they were very happy to know Li Zhongwu's number for this round of the competition at the first time.

The game starts soon.

Compared with the previous three rounds, today's game has undergone obvious changes.

This change means that there are obviously many more players who admit defeat as soon as they play.

Against Oleg's players, they conceded defeat as soon as they played.

Facing Cao Kun's player, after entering the field, he hesitated slightly, and also opened his mouth to admit defeat.

The player who faced Qian Ye didn't play at all, and declared defeat while standing on the player's bench.

……

This significantly speeds up the pace of the game.

About two hours later, the host excitedly announced that contestant No. 31 was on the field.

The scene suddenly roared like a tsunami, and applause, screams, and whistles rang out.

On the contestant's bench, Li Zhongwu pressed his hands on the armrest of the seat and was about to get up when a contestant not far away raised a number plate engraved with "31" and said loudly: "I am number 31, I surrender!"

Li Zhongwu stopped at the buttocks that had just left the chair, and sat back again.

All the applause, screams, and whistles at the scene quickly quieted down, and then turned into boos.

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