Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 617 I Can Only One Trick

After defeating Meisha, although Xia Feng's next few opponents were all very strong, they were undoubtedly not as strong as him. Of course, all of them won without any suspense.

As the sun set, the first day of the swordsmanship competition ended successfully.

The results of the entire Black Feather on the first day were very good. Except for the turtles who voluntarily surrendered, the rest of Franka and the others all won consecutively.

However, because there were too many rings, they didn't have much time to observe their opponents. Franka, Lang Mie, and Sanwa were unlucky enough to be in the same group.

I didn't see the mysterious swordsman next to Kahn before, and I don't know which group he was in. Only Sun Fugui said that his group has a very powerful person who deserves special attention.

After all, this is only the first day, there are too many people, and confusion is normal.

Starting tomorrow, the number of players will begin to drop sharply. A large number of players who have lost streak or are unable to continue the game due to injuries will be eliminated, and more and more masters will also encounter each other.

There was nothing to say all night, and the Royal Academy arranged a secluded place for all the players, so that they would not interfere with each other, and their personal information was well protected.

In order to maintain a good game state, Xia Feng asked everyone to rest early and continue to fight tomorrow.

the next day.

The weather is still cloudless, and the temperature in Victoria has been warming up again and again in the past few days. Both the players and the audience feel extremely comfortable.

Today everyone will still compete in their respective groups, Xia Feng is still in the No. 7 ring, but compared to yesterday, the number of players has decreased by almost half.

"Number 38, Number 38!"

"It's there."

"You're the first one up today."

"okay!"

Xia Feng encountered a ruthless person in today's first match.

This guy is said to be the squad leader of the Central Army's special forces team. As soon as he entered the field, he immediately attracted cheers from the soldiers.

"Boom!"

Game start.

Compared with folk martial arts masters, the soldiers of the special forces don't have too many fancy moves, and pay more attention to actual combat. The weapon used by this person is shorter than the ordinary saber, and it should be a short-handed short knife in special operations.

Weapons are dead, people are alive, and there are no fixed moves. A real master will change his combat method according to his own weapon and the opponent's situation. This special soldier obviously knows this truth well.

Seeing that Xia Feng was also using a short knife, he did not fight in close quarters as usual, but kept harassing and probing, trying to find Xia Feng's weakness.

But what disappointed him was that Xia Feng didn't seem to have any weaknesses, or there were weaknesses all over his body.

To put it bluntly, it means not defending when it is time to defend, and slashing blindly when it should not be blind. It has no rules at all, and looks like a fool.

After several rounds, this man finally made up his mind, the temptation was over, and the next move, he will use the killer move.

With a coquettish feint, the man walked around to Xia Feng's side, the short knife changed from his right hand to his left hand, and the blade stabbed fiercely at Xia Feng's armpit.

Xia Fengren didn't move, but Shenyue Saber switched from left hand to right hand exactly like that man.

"drop!"

The illusory picture of water droplets dripping appeared in his mind, which was a move he had practiced countless times in the yard.

This person's sword is extremely fast and fierce, but in Xia Feng's eyes, it is as slow as a small windmill in a turtle fish tank.

"Sad autumn and rain, the first form."

With a flash of cold light, Xia Fengjing slashed three times.

Just like chopping incense that has been repeated countless times, these three knives move like lightning and stop when they are clicked.

"Puff puff!"

Three bloodstains exploded on the man's arm, deflecting the blade he stabbed.

The special soldier didn't see what happened at all, he just felt a sudden sharp pain in his arm, and within a breath, Xia Feng had already brushed against him.

"Puff puff!"

There was another three swords, and blood mist burst out from behind the man. When he gritted his teeth enduring the pain and stood still, there was no one behind him.

"Ding!"

There was a cold touch on his neck, and the Shenyue knife had already reached his throat.

The referee's voice came.

"No. 38, win!"

Win or lose.

The special soldier endured the pain on his arm and back with a face full of dissatisfaction. He felt that he had been tricked, and then he said sweetly.

"You kid just pretended to be Nima. You acted like a fool. You pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger like others."

Xia Feng stuck out his tongue, and replied with the most beating expression.

"I'm not pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. To tell you the truth, I don't know any moves at all. I only know this move, and I'm just learning it. Hey, who will make me a good master?"

Subsequently, the injured player was picked up by the medical staff, and the referee announced Xia Feng's victory.

Other rings on the other side.

Not surprisingly, Lang Mie and the others respectively defeated their opponents, but compared to the first day, the victory was not so easy.

Because more masters were gradually exposed, the situation became erratic, and even the reporters who reported simultaneously became more cautious.

Now they don't dare to poison milk casually, everyone seems to be very strong, they are afraid that the player they have just been optimistic about will be killed in the next game.

However, in the No. 5 ring, there is a consistent alternative.

"what!"

A strong man with a height of more than 2 meters was defeated in one round, and was kicked off the field for some reason.

On the arena, Xiao Yunye was wearing a commoner dress, and the sword in his hand had never been drawn from its sheath from the beginning to the end.

"No. 17, win!"

After Xiao Yunye stepped down, reporters immediately surrounded him.

A female reporter holds a microphone.

"Grandpa, I'm a reporter from the Victorian People's Weekly. I want to interview you. Why don't you draw your sword every time you compete? Is it on purpose?"

Xiao Yunye had an indifferent expression on his face.

"It's the same for Xiao if he can't draw a sword. I just want to win, but I don't want to hurt anyone."

in the afternoon.

Xia Feng has completed all of today's competitions and won all of them very smoothly. It seems that he is really lucky. There are no monster-level opponents in Group 7.

After his game, he has more time to watch the game.

Suddenly, a girl with a short stature and full of vigor in the No. 4 ring attracted his attention.

With silvery hair, long ears and a bushy tail, the girl looks like a feisty foal.

Once on stage, she shouted confidently.

"Victoria Mounted Police, join Grani!"

Hearing this name, Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

is her!

Although he didn't hold her long gun, Xia Feng can also confirm her identity by combining her appearance and name, she is Grani!
Grani is a Victorian citizen, and it seems that this fencing competition has attracted her too.

Xia Feng looked happy, and immediately called Guigui who was buying cotton candy next to him.

"Turtle, come on!"

The tortoise came rushing over.

"Ah! Here it comes, Big Windmill, do you want to eat?"

Xia Feng took the cotton candy, pointed to the happy little pony on the ring and said.

"I know that person, let's cheer her on."

"Oh well."

Xia Feng and Guigui stood under the stage, shouting desperately at the top of their lungs.

"Little horse, come on!"

"Sister Ma, who I don't know, come on!"

After Grani's game, Xia Feng took the initiative to chat with her.

But there is nothing to say, after all, she is a familiar stranger, Grani just thanked Xia Feng for cheering her up in the audience, and then left.

at dusk.

The next day's group match was almost coming to an end, Xia Feng sat in the rest area of ​​the No. 7 ring, waiting for everyone to come to him after the end.

At this time, he saw Senior Du Wei passing by with a limp on crutches.

"Senior Du Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Xia Feng's voice, Du Wei sat down next to him with a depressed face.

"Ouch, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

At this time, Du Wei's leg was wrapped with gauze, and the skin on his face was also torn. It looked as if he had rolled down a hillside.

"Senior Du Wei, what did you do? Is this a loss?"

Du Wei grinned and said.

"Hey, don't mention it, today was going well, but I didn't expect to meet a scary woman in the last scene."

"woman?"

Du Wei also felt a little ashamed, and he quietly put his face next to Xia Feng.

"Xia Feng, in fact, I can't blame me for being too weak. That woman's moves are very strange. This is the first time I've seen that kind of sword swing in my life."

Xia Feng looked curious.

"In what way?"

"Well, how should I say it? Have you ever seen a bottom-up swordsmanship?"

Before Xia Feng could react, Ah Guang, who was eavesdropping next to him, laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, from bottom to top, isn't that golf."

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Hearing Aguang's mention of golf, Xia Feng was taken aback.

Fuck?No way!

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the ring in the distance. It sounded like an excavator had dug through an illegal building.

Xia Feng only felt his feet tremble, and he immediately turned his gaze to the direction of the loud noise.

On the No. 4 ring in the distance.

The competition was going on in the huge arena, but at the moment there was only one person left on the stage, and a big hole that was broken open.

As for her opponent, she had already been sent flying into the sky.

Facing this kind of tyrannical power that is beyond human, the audience was in an uproar.

"boom!"

The exaggerated giant sword easily broke through the stone bricks of the arena and was inserted deeply beside him.

The referee also had a shocked expression on his face, and announced in a trembling voice.

"No. 552, win."

On the arena, the owner of the giant sword wore a black hat, and his silver hair hung down to his calves. Under the cloak, his indifferent face seemed to see the end of the world across the vast sea.

Xia Feng stared blankly at the familiar figure on the ring in the distance, he was already dazed, and said to himself.

"Why...she will come?"

Du Wei next to him also looked in the direction of the ring in the distance.

"That's right, that's her. I was sent flying by her sword this morning. Xia Feng, hey? What's your expression? Do you know who she is?"

After a brief surprise, Xia Feng showed a dignified expression.

He stared closely at the man on the ring in the distance.

"Deep Sea Hunter... No, her current identity should be a bounty hunter."

(End of this chapter)