Gao Wu: I am invincible now that I have connected to the Immortal Gate.

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At this time, Han Yujia bit her lip tightly, saying nothing and not knowing what she was thinking.

"Strong, very strong!"

Xu Xuan, who had just greeted Qi Feng, came back with emotion on his face.

"Qi Feng has definitely reached that point. In front of him, I even find it difficult to breathe. The pressure is too much!"

Several representatives from Western Wuhan University looked at each other and sighed.

"Just kidding, Qi Feng is known as the strongest monster in the history of the Four Martial Arts Schools in Central China."

"Two months after enrolling, he ranked first among the four martial arts universities in Central China and broke all the records of the Martial Saint Heritage Tower!"

"I didn't expect that there would be such an incredible figure in our western region. I really didn't expect..."

Xu Xuan suddenly laid his eyes on Zhu Yongguan and Han Yujia, and spoke with an envious tone.

"Qi Feng still remembers you and said you were his friends. He asked me to say hello to you on his behalf!"

"You are so lucky to be able to participate in youth training in the same class as Qi Feng."

"Maintain this relationship well. God knows how beneficial it will be in ten or twenty years!"

Zhu Yongguan said nothing and glanced at Han Yujia who was also silent next to him.

maintain?

How to maintain it?

Qi Feng would have to crush at least thousands of people like them in his lifetime.

Who would have thought that the boy who participated in the selection with them had now grown to a height that even their seniors and seniors could hardly look up to.

Is this the difference between people?

Zhu Yongguan thought to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.

…

Qi Feng waited for dozens of minutes before the lottery was finally over.

The next step is the formal competition between groups.

Before the competition, people from the sponsoring Wushu Association stood up.

"Because the contestants from three martial arts schools did not arrive as scheduled, the following lottery numbers are invalid."

"0384, 0483, 0226!"

The organizer read out a few lottery numbers and then changed the topic, "The contestants with these lottery numbers will be automatically promoted."

Qi Feng looked at the signature number in his hand with some surprise.

What a lucky pick, he actually got a bye in the first round.

It doesn't matter if it's a bye, it will save Qi Feng the trouble of going up and down.

Then Qi Feng found a seat nearby and watched the competition on the stage.

The martial arts field is only about twenty meters square, which is a bit small for warriors whose average strength level exceeds that of an intermediate warrior.

But this will actually show your strength more, because once you are knocked out of the field, you will be directly judged as a loser.

Qi Feng had heard of many cases where a powerful warrior rushed too hard and ran out of the field without control, resulting in losing the game.

Two people competing in the martial arts gym in front of Qi Feng.

A man in his early twenties, with a vigorous appearance, was wearing a martial arts uniform with the words "Sichuan University" printed on it.

student at Wuhan University in Sichuan.

His opponent was older than him, with a calm temperament and even breathing. He knew his martial arts background without looking at the logo on his martial arts uniform.

"start!"

As soon as the referee of the Wushu Association gave the order, the Sichuan University players immediately rushed towards their opponents.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, and the two quickly stood together.

The white Gangjin tore through the air, making a crackling sound.

Just a few minutes later, the Sichuan University player was punched out of the field by his martial arts opponent.

"Wen Yang of Longteng Martial Arts School wins!"

The referee announced loudly.

Someone on the sidelines cheered immediately.

"As expected of senior brother!"

"Elder brother is so awesome. Our Longteng Martial Arts School can hit the top 100 this year..."

The winning members of Longteng Martial Arts School came off the field to rest with a smile.

The student from Sichuan University who lost the competition walked off the stage with a frustrated look.

When Qi Feng saw this, his thoughts surged again.

Martial arts disciples have an age advantage over martial arts college students.

But martial arts students are also better than martial arts disciples in the martial arts training environment and various training conditions.

Many martial arts disciples do not have such good conditions when they practice, and they have to earn every penny with their own hands.

Wuhan University has various resource subsidies.

"Is that why this martial arts tournament will relax the age limit to thirty?"

Qi Feng murmured to himself thoughtfully.

The first round of competition ended very quickly, and the weakest among the contestants were quickly eliminated.

Soon the second round of drawing competition began.

This time Qi Feng was not eligible for a bye, and was once again drawn with lottery number 0226.

"No. 0226 Qi Feng, versus No. 0247 Zhuo

Chen."

Qi Feng scanned with his telekinesis and found his competition venue.

Then Qi Feng walked onto the stage with a calm expression, waiting for his opponent to come on stage.

"No. 0247 Zhuo Chen gives up!"

The referee on the stage suddenly announced loudly.

Qi Feng was slightly stunned, and when he saw that the other party was wearing a martial arts uniform belonging to the four martial arts schools in Zhong Shenzhou, he immediately understood.

So Qi Feng turned around and walked off the stage with an expressionless face.

The voice of Zhuo Chen was faintly heard from behind.

"Are you crazy? You want me to fight the devil? ! I don’t want to die…”

The second round of competition also ended without any ripples.

In fact, the fight between warriors can quickly determine the winner.

Speed, strength, martial arts, strength, practical experience.

With the addition of various factors, unless the overall strength is extremely similar, the outcome will be determined in a few moves or dozens of moves.

Those who fight for three hundred rounds at any time are novels and TV, not reality.

When the third round of competition began, the field gradually became lively.

More than three-quarters of the contestants were eliminated. These people naturally turned into spectators without the pressure of the competition.

Many of them even came to watch the game, and going on stage was just a formality.

The competition venues on the martial arts square are getting bigger and bigger. As the strength of the two sides increases, the intensity and viewing of the competition are greatly improved.

Many strong contestants are very popular, and the sidelines are full of spectators during the competition.

For example, the contestants of Potian Martial Arts Hall hand, and Qi Feng was one of them.

His reputation was not weak. He was the strongest evil college student in the history of the Four Martial Arts Universities in Zhongshenzhou, the great devil who swept the Martial Saint Heritage Tower of the Four Martial Arts Universities, the Martial King of the National College Entrance Examination...

With the blessing of a series of titles, Qi Feng's fame was so great that he was close to those senior masters who had been famous for a long time.

So when the result of Qi Feng's draw came out, many people gathered around his competition venue.

After all, many people had only heard of Qi Feng's legend, but had never seen it with their own eyes.

Qi Feng walked towards his ring calmly at this time, and his mind power was released at any time, like an invisible hand, separating those who stood in front of him to both sides.

In this process, it was inevitable to cause some commotion.

Finally, Qi Feng pushed all the onlookers all the way, walked onto the ring leisurely, and waited calmly.

A few minutes later, Qi Feng was still the only one on the ring.

Seeing this, Qi Feng couldn't help asking the referee, "Why hasn't my opponent come yet? "

The referee frowned slightly, picked up the microphone and shouted, "Huang Silang, is Huang Silang from Echeng Martial Arts School here?"

"Huang Silang, if you don't come up, you will be considered to have voluntarily admitted defeat!"

But everyone at the scene was whispering and talking, but no one walked onto the stage.

At this time, someone in the crowd muttered quietly, "Just now when Qi Feng came on stage, many people blocked his way. Among them, a guy with yellow hair was pushed out by Qi Feng. This person is Huang Silang..."

Someone followed and whispered, "Yes, he was blocked by someone and didn't have time to come in!"

The referee was immediately confused.

Qi Feng's mouth twitched slightly. His opponent was eliminated before he even got on stage...