Martial arts: start from copying the root bone

Chapter 47 0047: Participate!
It was already dark when we came out of the water and clouds.

Wuma Street is still extremely lively.

All kinds of colored lights adorn the streets and pedestrians.

Say goodbye to my brothers and sisters.

Lu Changfeng pulled Chunzhu towards the martial arts arena.

"Feng, where are we going?"

Lu Changfeng said with a smile: "Didn't you always say that our martial arts school has not opened yet, and we can't make ends meet? Starting tonight, we will go to make a name for ourselves!"

Soon, the two walked to the center of Wuma Street.

A circular two-story building is the venue for the martial arts arena.

It can be seen that there is an endless stream of people who come to buy tickets.

Not only men, but also a family of four or five came to watch the group arena.

Generally speaking, there is no blood in the group arena, and children will be very happy to watch it.

Lu Changfeng took Chunzhu straight to a registration point with much less people.

There are very few people here.

Because the registration for the martial arts group arena, that is, the first time you register, it is a little troublesome and you need to register information.

From then on, the martial arts school will evaluate your strength by itself based on your performance and reputation, and automatically arrange opponents for you.

"Are you here to register for the competition?" At the registration point, an old man said with a smile.

These martial arts contestants are all sources of income for the venue, so of course they have to be treated friendly.

"Yes." Lu Changfeng nodded slightly.

"You know all the requirements, right? It must be a martial artist from the Wuma Street Martial Art Museum."

"clear."

The old man nodded: "Okay, report the name and address of your martial arts gym, and your identity in the martial arts gym. Don't fill it in blindly. We will send someone to verify it later."

Lu Changfeng said, "Changle martial arts gym, the address of the martial arts hall is No. 18, Xianghe Fangjia, Wuma Street."

"I am Lu Changfeng, the master of the martial arts gym, and I am in the sixth level of forging blood!"

Lu Changfeng did not hide his realm.

Despite the inheritance of [Fengtian Body Forging Saber Technique] and the 'Giant Elephant Girl', he should still have to linger in the blood-forging state for a long time before he can reach Lu Changfeng's goal of blood-forging ninth level!

Therefore, it would not be conspicuous to directly report to the sixth stage of forging blood.

"Blood forging six levels?"

"Do you want to learn from those children from rich families who have advanced to the seventh level of blood forging and are breaking through Yi Jin?"

"Courage and spirit are commendable!" The old man nodded in praise.

"Tell me about the martial arts you are good at, so that I can arrange an opponent for you!" the old man said again.

"I'm good at swordsmanship." Lu Changfeng said briefly.

The old man wrote it down with a rustling pen.

"Okay, the recording is finished, I will report here when I come to participate in the competition later. You can go in and wait."

"Can you compete today?"

Lu Changfeng nodded: "I'm here to compete."

"it is good!"

The old man wrote another piece of paper and handed it to the boy beside him, who then sent the paper into the place.

"You can go to the player's bench and wait!"

"Under normal circumstances, within an hour, there will be an opponent arrangement."

"By the way, contestants are allowed to give away two spectator seats."

The old man handed over two tickets made of bamboo strips, on which there were secret keys with extremely complicated patterns.

It was made by the famous pattern secret key master in Jiangzhou, and the serial number is updated every day to prevent imitation!
Lu Changfeng nodded, took the tickets, and handed one of them to Chunzhu.

"Okay, watch carefully in the audience. In the future, there will be an endless stream of disciples in the martial arts hall. You have to be responsible for the fees, and the accounting of the martial arts hall will be entrusted to you!" Lu Changfeng explained to Chunzhu.

Although he knew that the martial arts group arena is generally safe, Chunzhu still warned: "Be careful, your own safety is the most important thing in everything."

Lu Changfeng nodded slightly and watched Chunzhu enter the auditorium before stepping into the venue.

Going inward along the passage, Lu Changfeng quickly came to the player's bench.

The location of the venue on the arena is cleverly arranged.

The first floor is for ordinary auditoriums, and the second floor is for individual boxes with more expensive fares.

The contestant seats are located between the first and second floors and can face all audiences.

It can be seen that many people in the audience are holding signs of their favorite players to cheer for them?

Well, the martial arts atmosphere is really good, Lu Changfeng thought.

Lu Changfeng walked towards the players' bench, where there were already dozens of players.

Lu Changfeng made a special turn around the player's bench, scanning everyone's talents to one side.

That's right, quite a few of Gengu are in the first class, and the last one is in the second class.

The most amazing thing is that two-thirds of the contestants have martial arts talent.

It's right to think about it carefully, only warriors with corresponding martial arts talents will be more outstanding in combat power at the same level.

Naturally, it is easier to be recommended by the martial arts school to participate in the group arena.

To Lu Changfeng's disappointment, he did not find a top-rank talent for swordsmanship.

Other talents are good, but they are not as attractive as Renjie's roots.

Lu Changfeng still decided to reserve the opportunity to copy Zhao Xingtian's first-class bone for the time being.

After all, after Zhao Xingtian finished the jade bone, he would definitely leave Lu Changfeng's side.

However, the contestants in the martial arts arena are different every day.

Lu Changfeng might make new discoveries next time he comes over.

The competition rule in the arena is 5 minutes round.

If there is no winner within 5 minutes, it will be forced to stop, and three referees will score to determine the winner.

In this way, the speed of the ring competition is very fast.

Lu Changfeng watched several games.

Ordinary matches, regardless of realm, are carried out interspersed.

The blood-forging-level fighters on the field are generally above the third level.

There are also warriors who are in the Tendon Changing Realm.

The martial arts hall is open until midnight.

When midnight is approaching, the martial arts hall will usher in the signature main event of the day.

They are all star players with winning streaks.

This is the busiest time in the venue.

The venue personnel and the audience can make a lot of money selling drinks in the auditorium.

The competition on the stage proceeded quickly.

Because there is a 5 minute limit.

As soon as the players went on the court for a little trial, they began to quickly exert their full strength.

The fight was extremely fierce, but the players tried not to hurt anyone.

The arrangement of the venue is also very reasonable. Most of the contestants are of similar level and strength. The fights in the ring are extremely fierce, and the winner is often decided by a slight difference in the end.

Warriors cultivated in this kind of group arena may not be good at fighting, but they must be very good at timing.

Lu Changfeng felt that this was something he needed to learn.

I stayed in the auditorium for less than an hour.

Finally it was his turn to play.

The announcer called out the identities of both parties.

"Party A's player, Ye Zhiqiu, the owner of the Qiuyue Sword Gym! Blood forging five levels! Record four wins and one loss!"

"Party B's player, Lu Changfeng, owner of Changle Martial Arts Hall! Sixth level of blood training, this is the preliminary round, and the record is zero!!"

Lu Changfeng's blood forging sixth level attracted everyone's attention.

In Jiangnan Mansion, most warriors would also choose to condense their internal strength at the sixth level of forging blood.

After all, not everyone has enough roots and resources.

Lu Changfeng took the stage, and his opponent, Ye Zhiqiu, should have joined the competition with the same goal of making the martial arts school famous.

His face was slightly bitter, obviously he also realized that he would be suppressed by Lu Changfeng at the sixth level of blood forging, so he had to be more cautious on the field.

(End of this chapter)