The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 111 The Preliminary Competition Begins

"next batch!"

Feng Haoyu's words echoed in the stadium.

The next batch is another 500 people, sorted by number, sitting in the virtual warehouse in batches, and going to ten virtual rings.

The number Song Qiuchen drew before was 798, which was assigned to the second batch.

After sitting in the seat of the virtual cabin, he half-lyed down to relax his body and spirit.

Immediately the virtual compartment lid began to close and start.

An electric wave began to scan his whole body.

"My own space ring and Chaos Orb won't be scanned out."

Just when Song Qiuchen was thinking this way.

In the next second, he had suddenly appeared on a bluestone arena with a radius of hundreds of meters.

To be precise, his spiritual body appeared in the virtual world.

Song Qiuchen looked around for a while, the hearing, sight, taste, smell, pain, etc., were all exactly the same as in reality.

There was even a little breeze blowing.

Even though he was well-informed, he was also amazed.

Technology is amazing!
In his previous life, the human race could be said to be in a difficult situation, and he had been fighting for survival.

Not to mention the development of modern technological civilization.

While thinking about it.

boom!
The gravity on the virtual arena suddenly increased.

The second batch of students who came up had already been prepared.

They fought against each other one after another.

"This is not fair!"

"We were the first ones to go up and were not prepared at all."

"They're all ready!"

The first batch of eliminated students clamored.

But immediately they shut up.

"Second batch, 15 minutes!"

Over time.

At the 8th minute.

In the light curtain, the second batch of students went up, and soon almost all of them had expressions of pain on their faces.

Except for a few people who are still standing, the vast majority of people are either sitting or bending over, or lying on their stomachs.

The body is already soaked.

Many people have already started to quit automatically.

"Could it be that the gravity is more than five times?"

Everyone whispered.

You must know that when the body is under heavy pressure, even if it is adjusted a little higher, it will be fatal and unbearable.

Looking at the ten virtual arenas, only one person's figure is particularly eye-catching, and it can even be said to be coquettish.

I saw him standing calmly on the third ring with one hand behind him.

Look at the students around you who are sweating profusely, or even wailing in a low voice, or practicing cross-legged exercises, with painful expressions.

Some speechless.

This person is naturally our Great Sword Emperor Song.

Although he knew that at this moment, he shouldn't be too relaxed or too attractive.

But asking him to pretend to be in pain like everyone else is really against his conscience.

His dignity as the sword emperor did not allow him to do so.

"Who is this person?"

"So coquettish?"

Many students from East China Sea Wuhan University talked about it.

After all, many old students don't know her yet.

"You don't know, this is Song Qiuchen from Class [-], freshman."

"This man is mysterious."

"When I was in the last semester, I beat up the top students in the elite class..."

As the discussion spread.

Everyone's focus once again gathered on Yu Zhentian, Zhang Xiaowu, Ji Qingshi and others.

Revisited.

The faces of these people turned red and white.

"Xiaotian, your cultivation is already in the middle of the third rank."

"It can be said that it is second to none among the freshmen, and the ability of the fire element has increased sharply."

"Some old things, don't take them to heart."

"Your future world will be a sea of ​​stars and stars, not comparable to some coquettish people."

At this time, an imposing young man sitting beside Yu Zhentian said indifferently.

The one who can call Yu Zhentian Xiaotian in the tone of a senior is naturally not an ordinary person.

It is the president of the Hongyun Martial Arts Club, Fang Yun from the Donghai Fang family!
At the age of 23, a senior graduate, he is already a quasi-grandmaster of the sixth rank of martial arts!
Of course, this is also the sixth grade that broke through in the previous aura tide.

And I heard that Fang Yun has already begun to receive guidance from a mysterious expert, and has begun to learn spells and abilities!
"Yes, Brother Yun."

"I see." Yu Zhentian took a deep breath, watching Song Qiuchen in the light curtain with his eyes narrowed.

At this point, it has been 10 minutes, and there are still the second batch of freshmen left in the virtual arena.

Suddenly, I felt my body lighten up.

Gravity suddenly disappeared, followed by a powerful thrust.

The thrust that everyone feels comes from different directions and cannot be predicted.

All of a sudden, he staggered and screamed.

He was almost pushed away by the strong thrust and pushed out of the ring.

The mental body is separated from the virtual world.

That is failure.

What's better is luck and hard work.

The thing that sucks about this thrust is that it doesn't always come from the same direction.

Just when you are striding forward, or when the jack is nailed, it will suddenly hit you from the other direction.

So many people have been recruited.

When a lot of people are pushed out, they will scratch around, hoping to catch other people and help them stabilize themselves, so that they can pull one more person out again, and feel better in their hearts.

So at this time, in front of the strong thrust, the one who still stands still, and the one who holds the back with one hand is naturally our Great Sword Emperor Song.

Many people tried their best to get close to him when they were pushed away or staggered.

Want to grab him like a pillar.

Even many beautiful classmates hugged him directly.

The result was without exception, not to mention that Zhanyi Shiba fell, and he didn't even touch a piece of his clothes.

Instead, it was pushed out faster.

Soon 15 minutes are up.

The second batch of 500 people went up.

There are almost 200 people left.

"Last Batch!"

After Principal Feng Haoyu's words fell.

The last 500 people of the third batch also went up.

For this last wave, you have to persist for 10 minutes!
Why should the time be extended, because the second and third batches of people have prepared, so the time is relatively extended.

Two 10 minutes later.

There are almost 200 people still in the ten virtual arenas.

Qualifiers are over.

Thus.

A total of [-] people signed up for the competition.

After being screened in the qualifiers, only a little over 600 people entered the preliminary round of the official competition.

Among these 600 people.

Almost all of the more than 100 people from the five elite classes entered the official competition.

There are 20 people in the special training class, not to mention, they all signed up and entered the official competition.

Those who were eliminated were basically people from the ordinary class.

After all, among the more than 500 people who participated in the competition, most of them were ordinary class students.

Although after a semester of study, the overall strength of ordinary class students is still a certain distance from that of elite class and special training class.

Therefore, those who were eliminated in the qualifiers were basically people from the ordinary class.

"Now begins the preliminary round of the main competition."

"600 people who entered the race."

"It will be divided into ten virtual rings on average."

"Random battles will be drawn by machine selection, and the top ten with the highest points will enter the top [-] in total."

"Everyone starts with 0 points, 1 point for a win, and no points for a loss."

"Start drawing lots now!"

Principal Feng Haoyu didn't delay for a moment, and directly announced the start of the preliminary competition.

(End of this chapter)