Papa Paladin

  Chapter 406 won (22)

  At 9 o'clock in the morning, the preliminary competition of the Hangzhou Martial Arts League of the Great Xia Martial Arts Federation officially kicked off.

   There were no complicated pre-competition ceremonies. After the host announced the start of the competition, the first group of 18 contestants from the youth group boarded nine martial arts arenas at the same time.

  They wore martial arts uniforms of different colors and a full set of protective gear. Amid the cheers of the audience, they brandished wooden swords for a fierce duel.

  The protective gear worn by the contestants is equipped with sensors. Once a hit is made, the corresponding indicator light will be triggered, and then the on-site referee will judge the outcome of the two sides based on this.

  The red light flashed, and one after another the contestants resigned. The first competition ended in just a few minutes, and the fastest one ended within five seconds.

   It was almost a one-shot kill!

   Immediately afterwards, the second group of contestants came to the stage for the second contest.

   "My biggest ever dream..."

  Shang Yulin looked at the boys and girls fighting on the martial arts stage, and said with great emotion: "It is to be able to participate in the martial arts league competition and get the top 100 rankings in the country."

   It sounds like her biggest dream is not very good, but actually being able to enter the top 100 in the country is already a very remarkable record. You must know that the number of players participating in the Budo Federation competition every year has reached eight figures.

  Most of them were eliminated in the preliminaries and semi-finals of the sub-competition area. Those who can pass the knockout round and enter the regional finals are all masters, let alone the national finals.

  Zuo Yi smiled and said, "I'm sorry that you didn't have the chance to realize your dream."

  The owner or mentor of the martial arts gym is not restricted to participate in the martial arts competition, but the extraordinary is not, otherwise it will be completely incomparable.

  Shang Yulin is already an extraordinary person.

  Shang Yulin couldn't help giving him a coquettish look, and said, "I hope Jiaojiao can help me realize this dream."

  Zuo Yi shook his head: "She is still too far behind..."

  Shang Yulin had a smile on his lips: "Not necessarily, I gave her special training during the winter vacation!"

  Zuo Yi laughed dumbfoundedly.

  He doesn't doubt Shang Yulin's ability, but speaking of it this way, does Wang Jiaojiao really have hope of winning?

  The third group, the fourth group, the fifth group...

  Time passed by every minute and every second, and one game after another ended.

   When it was almost ten o'clock, the ninth group of contestants appeared!

   "Sister Jiaojiao!"

  Bao'er saw Wang Jiaojiao who was facing the martial arts arena in front of her at a glance. The little girl held Zuo Yi's hand as if she had discovered a new world and shouted: "Sister Jiaojiao, come on!"

  Today, Wang Jiaojiao wore a white martial arts uniform, paired with the same white protective gear, holding a wooden sword and swinging her ponytail, looking very heroic.

  Due to the distance and the noise in the venue, she didn't hear the cheers from Baoer at all.

  Zuo Yi smiled slightly, opened his mouth and said silently: "Jiaojiao, Bao'er is cheering for you, she hopes you can win!"

   These two sentences were transmitted by Zuo Yi with spiritual power, similar to the common "sound transmission into secret" in martial arts novels.

  Wang Jiaojiao, who had just stepped onto the martial arts stage, was shocked, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at where Zuo Yi and Bao'er were.

   "Sister Jiaojiao!"

  Boa jumped up and waved at her happily: here, here, here...

   This time Wang Jiaojiao saw it!

  She immediately showed a big smile, clenched her fist and waved it twice, looking full of energy.

  The time limit for the preliminaries was very tight. After taking the stage, the two sides entered the final countdown.

   There is only twenty seconds of preparation time.

  Wang Jiaojiao collected herself and turned her gaze to her opponent.

   Contestant No. 0087.

  Martial arts competitions are only divided into age and gender, and there are no weight and height restrictions. Wang Jiaojiao's opponent is the same age as her, but her height and body shape completely crush her. The two sides are not at the same level in terms of physical fitness.

  Seeing such an opponent, it is impossible to say that Wang Jiaojiao didn't shrink back at all. After all, it was her first time to participate in a swordsmanship competition, and she had competed with others in the Budokan before, so she had no experience in competitions at all.

  The atmosphere here is different from the Budokan. A weak-willed person can't stand firmly in the arena. Contestant No. 0087 is holding a wooden sword with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he wants to eat Wang Jiaojiao alive!

   For a moment, Wang Jiaojiao wanted to give up the sword and admit defeat—the other party's eyes were really scary.

  But Zuo Yi, Bao'er, and Shang Yulin were watching her from the audience at this moment, and the words that Zuo Yi just passed were still lingering in their ears: "Bao'er is cheering for you..."

   She wants you to win!

  Wang Jiaojiao's heart suddenly surged with courage, she bravely looked directly at her opponent, and also clenched the wooden sword in her hand.

  The change in Wang Jiaojiao's demeanor completely fell into Zuo Yi's eyes.

  He nodded involuntarily.

  Actually, with Zuo Yi's method, it is very easy for Wang Jiaojiao to win. He can come up with at least five methods.

   That is the simplest method, and Zuo Yi will not use it.

  Because such an approach violated the way of his faith.

  Wang Jiaojiao can have the courage to face a strong opponent, even if she loses the game in the end, it is still worth looking forward to!

  3, 2, 1, 0!

   The countdown ends.

"kill!"

  Contestant No. 0087 suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and rushed towards Wang Jiaojiao like a humanoid female Tyrannosaurus rex. Her huge feet stomped heavily on the floor, making the entire arena tremble slightly.

   Breathing, she approached Wang Jiaojiao, swung the wooden sword and slashed at Wang Jiaojiao!

   One drink, one punch, one cut, all in one go!

   A second ago, Wang Jiaojiao's mind went blank for a second.

  The opponent's attack method was completely beyond her expectation and shocked her.

  But Wang Jiaojiao's breathing didn't stop. Her dragon breathing method has been introduced and integrated into her daily life. She can follow the method naturally without being able to control it.

  By exhaling and inhaling, Wang Jiaojiao got rid of the pressure exerted by the opponent and regained control over her body.

  Her consciousness was highly concentrated, without fear or panic. At the moment when the wooden sword was approaching, she suddenly took a step to the right, barely avoiding the opponent's winning blow.

Snapped!

  Wang Jiaojiao's clenched wooden sword fell obliquely at the same time, striking the opponent's bucket waist like lightning.

   Drip!

  Accompanied by a crisp sound, a red light next to the ring suddenly lit up, and the light was dazzling.

  The on-site referee immediately raised the flag and shouted: "No. 0076 wins!"

  No. 0076 is Wang Jiaojiao's number!

  No. 0087 staggered a few steps forward, turned around and looked at Wang Jiaojiao with incredible eyes.

  Wang Jiaojiao was stunned for a second, then realized that she had won.

  She turned around abruptly, and gestured victory to Zuo Yi, Bao'er, and Shang Yulin who were sitting in the auditorium.

  (＾－＾) V!

  (end of this chapter)