Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 82 The Battle Begins

"It's almost time."

Ning Wuque looked up at the sky, and then reminded Zheng Congqi beside him.

"Well, it's really late."

Zheng Congqi nodded without any further hesitation, and said to everyone on the platform: "This competition has officially begun. Now, let me explain the rules of the competition!"

Ji Tiancheng and others in the audience were stunned when they heard the sound, and they cheered up one after another. No one would not care about the competition related to the ownership of the elixir.

Zheng Congqi's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction, and he continued: "For this competition, all the elite disciples with perfect inner qi are selected, so only ten of you will participate.

The competition adopts an elimination system. In the first round, the top five winners are selected. In the second round, they will play against each other in twos. The remaining one has a bye, and the last three will be selected.

In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the losers in the first and second rounds can have the qualification to challenge the top three once, and the winner has the qualification to compete for the first place.

The last round is the top three melee, and the winner will be the strongest!
The top three winners can choose a favorite item from our sect's treasure house, and the No.1 winner can get an extra elixir. "

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere at the scene became dignified. The chances of getting the top three are much higher than getting the first. If you are lucky, you may be able to get a treasure, and the honor of the top three is undoubtedly the same attractive.

"Guru..."

When Wang Ping heard that he could go to the treasury to get treasures if he got the top three, he couldn't help swallowing, thinking that even if he didn't get the first place, it shouldn't be a problem to get a No.3, right?

Yun Zong's sect's treasury, no matter how sloppy it is inside, it is still the treasury of a top sect. Presumably there should be dusty treasures, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Ping turned to Ji Tiancheng beside him with a wretched expression and said, "Brother Ji, I see that you are covered in treasures, so you shouldn't look down on the things in this dilapidated Yunzong, right? So this time the No.3 Don't rob me!"

A strange look appeared on Ji Tiancheng's face, and he nodded immediately. With his level of strength, the first place is like finding something out of a bag, so why bother to compete for No.3, it's enough to get the first place!

Fatty Wang Ping saw Ji Tiancheng nodding, so he excitedly turned to Wang Luo again. Xia Ning said go, and naturally he got contemptuous looks in return.

This little episode eased the tense atmosphere on the platform.

Wuyouzi patted Li Qingshui's shoulder, laughed and said, "Sect Master Zheng really paid for it this time, disciple Qingshui, you must enter the top three for me, I want the one in the hands of Sect Master Zheng." Tianxing Iron has been around for a long time!"

Li Qingshui's expression remained unchanged, but a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he cupped his hands to Wuyouzi and said, "This apprentice will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"

"Master Wuyouzi, if he wants Tianxing Tie, just ask for it!"

Zheng Congqi smiled and said eagerly, it would be a great thing for a master craftsman to owe a favor.

"Haha, no need, I have confidence in Qingshuituer!"

Wuyouzi said with a smile, and didn't mention what he said just now.

On the vast peak, it suddenly became quiet, and then, a sound that was not too loud came to the ears of the people on the platform.

"Now, start the first round of lottery!"

As soon as the words fell, an old man in white robes with a somewhat hunched figure jumped down from the top of the two-pole platform, and came directly in front of Ji Tiancheng and the others. token!
"Who will come first?"

The old man in white robe calmly spoke to the crowd.

Ji Tiancheng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized that the ordinary-looking white-robed old man in front of him was actually at the realm of true energy!

Although he is very old, he has not even had the chance to aspire to the second level of true qi, but at this moment he is still a full-fledged true qi master!

Everyone was silent, Ji Tiancheng took a step forward without hesitation when he saw this, took one of the tokens directly, opened it, and saw the words "the third scene" written on it in a scribbled manner.

As soon as he put the token in his hand, he saw that Wang Luo had also made a move. He also took a token, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket.

Everyone received a token one after another, and after a glance, they separated and came to the edge of the two-pole platform.

Because they all know that the next step is the moment of real competition!
"The first match, officially begins."

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified, and Xia Ning came to the center of the yin and yang platforms step by step, rooted like a green pine, and then looked around the entire site.

After a while, no one appeared on the field again. Xia Ning's face remained unchanged, but Zheng Congqi on the platform frowned slightly, and then said to the crowd: "Who else, if you don't appear again, Xia Ning will directly win!"

"Sorry, I just misread it!"

Fatty Wang Ping came to the platform sneakily at this time, with a small smile on his face, not at all ashamed of showing up for so long.

The reason why Wang Ping appeared at this time was naturally not as he said, but to kill Xia Ning's patience.

Although everyone knew it well, they didn't expose it. They were already somewhat immune to Wang Ping's thick skin.

"In that case, let's get started!"

Xia Ning on the stage frowned. When he first appeared on the stage, his aura reached its peak. If he fought at that time, he could even display [-]% of his own skill.

But at this time, he spent a while with Wang Ping who was unwilling to stand out, and his momentum had already dropped. It was unlikely that he would recover again, so he could only fight against Wang Ping with his own strength.

As for Wang Ping, he had recharged his energy and stored up his energy. At this time, he could fully display [-]% or even higher strength of his body on the field, and he had the upper hand before the fight started.

"This Wang Ping really has a good plan."

When Zheng Congqi saw this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There were no rules and restrictions in this competition, but what Wang Ping did was reasonable.

"Brother Xia, I don't know how to use weapons, you have to be merciful next time!"

Wang Ping had a harmless and innocent look on his face, and as he said, he was not holding any weapons.

Xia Ning's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't know if he was listening or not. He swung his knife at Wang Ping directly, and the momentum was astonishing!

Wang Ping's expression froze, he stopped laughing, took a step back, and then a pair of fleshy palms slashed out, passing by the blades, and then suddenly burst out with a huge force, and suddenly closed in the middle, trying to catch Xia Ning knife in hand.

Seeing this, Ji Tiancheng couldn't help sighing in his heart, this Wang Ping was not as incompetent as he appeared on the surface, and he made precise calculations for every shot.

First, it cut off Xia Ning's aura, but this time, he planned to rely on his own advantages to take away Xia Ning's knife.

You must know that Xia Ning, as a swordsman, has seventy-eight percent of his strength on the sword. Once the sword is taken away, his strength will directly drop to a level, and he will not be able to rely on Wang Ping to fight for the front.

Zheng Congqi and the others on the stage also saw through this point, and secretly praised in their hearts. Although this Wang Ping is not good at character, he really has a way of strategizing.

However, Xia Ning is not a mediocre person. Seeing this situation, his pupils shrank, and he forcibly added some force to the blade. With a turn of the blade, he slashed towards Wang Ping's hand with a flat cut.

Seeing that Wang Ping couldn't grasp the blade, he didn't hesitate. He flicked his fingers hard on the blade, and the long blade groaned softly. A huge force was transmitted to Xia Ning's hand, causing his complexion to change.

He didn't expect that Wang Ping, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, would have such great power. He immediately withdrew his sword and confronted Wang Ping, ready to look for opportunities to strike, not daring to act rashly again.

On the other hand, Wang Ping seemed to be unreasonable, he followed the trend, his footsteps slid indeterminately, a pair of fleshy palms slapped on Xia Ning or the knife, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a while.

One didn't dare to take out the knife at will, and the other just kept harassing the opponent.

Naturally, Xia Ning would not allow Wang Ping to be exhausted like this, although it seemed that he only needed to stand still and drive away the intruder Wang Ping from time to time, and did not need to dodge to waste energy, which seemed much easier than Wang Ping.

But only he knew that this situation could not continue. Although his physical strength was still sufficient, his spirit was exhausted by Wang Ping. Once Wang Ping found an opportunity, he would be in trouble.

Gradually, drops of sweat appeared on Xia Ning's head on the platform, his brows were furrowed, but he didn't dare to blink easily.

Ji Tiancheng also looked at the battle situation in front of him, knowing that it was about to end, he couldn't help but admire Wang Ping's methods in his heart.

Wang Ping has been scheming against Xia Ning from the very beginning, and he has been looking for Xia Ning's weakness to fight, otherwise Xia Ning would not have been crushed and beaten so badly.

Wang Ping looked at Xia Ning intently, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed a drop of sweat from Xia Ning's brow falling into his eyes, his eyes burst into a strong light, and he stepped directly in front of Xia Ning.

Xia Ning looked vigilant, felt Wang Ping moving forward, and directly slashed at Wang Ping with a knife, but he was already exhausted, and the knife actually seemed to be directly delivered to Wang Ping's hands.

Wang Ping let out a violent roar, and clamped Xia Ning's saber with both palms, making it impossible to move the saber. At this moment, it seemed that his palms had become huge. Xia Ning wanted to grab the saber, but his strength was not strength at all. Than Tiger's Wang Ping opponent.

The knife was directly taken away by Wang Ping, and then held in his hand, the tip of the knife was aimed straight at Xia Ning.

At this moment, no matter who they were, they all looked squarely at the seemingly simple and honest little fat man Wang Ping, and even Ji Tiancheng put him in the right position again.

"I surrender."

Xia Ning gave a wry smile, the knife was taken away, it was completely difficult for him to display his full strength, he was no match for Wang Ping who was holding a sharp weapon at the moment.

"In the first round, Wang Ping wins!"

Zheng Congqi announced the result with his face unchanged, but he was a little surprised in his heart. Who would have thought that the ugly Wang Ping would win.

Hearing the words, Wang Ping threw the knife back to Xia Ning, regained his treacherous appearance, and said to Xia Ning with a chuckle, "Brother Xia, I've accepted it!"

Xia Ning took the long knife, smiled wryly again, and said nothing.

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(End of this chapter)