Chapter 2319: The race begins

  Time is in a hurry. On the day of the Rookie League, it was held in the largest arena in Kyoto. In the arena, many spectators have some eagerness to watch the start of the rookie league game.

  When hosting this newcomer league game, the official game kicked off.

  Before the start of the game, they will sign the status of life and death. The arena is like a battlefield. It is not as simple as point-to-finish, and accidents will inevitably occur.

  Now that the game hasn’t started, everyone starts to place bets and buy Qin Yu and Xia Nuo who can win.

  Ling Feng has a game today. He doesn't know who his opponent is, but he will definitely win.

  Ling Feng sat aside and watched the game. This game was Qian Qingmen Xianuo vs. Ming Yemen’s Qin Yu.

  Ling Feng and Xia Nuo met before in the qualifiers. At that time, they agreed to compete in the rookie competition. Now it is his game. He has to look at Xia Nuo's ability and see if he can be his opponent.

  Xuanyuanhong is now on the judges' bench. The players here, his most optimistic players are naturally his apprentices, but there are still a few younger generations whose strength is not below Ling Feng. Ling Feng's performance in the trial some time ago made him feel curious. Ling Feng's fighting spirit was blue, but that night's fighting spirit was white.

  Xia Nuo and Qin Yu both took out their weapons and began to challenge. When the referee announced the start, the two attacked each other.

  Qin Yu is holding a jade flute. If it weren't for his short hair and modern clothes, he would really think he had traveled to ancient times. The jade flute collided with his lips, sending out a crisp melody. These rhythms can be used as a lullaby when the music is gentle. If the tune is very lethal, it is fatal.

  Xia Nuo’s weapons and Qin Yu’s complement each other, and they can be played together. He is a big man who actually uses the piano.

  In the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but gradually, one of them became unable to resist. Qin Yu plays the flute, it needs vital capacity. Vital capacity can be increased through exercise, but there will always be times when you can’t breathe. Xia Nuo is different. He uses his hands, which is obviously an advantage.

  The sound of the piano became high, forming a fighting spirit in the air.

  Qin Yu's fighting spirit was obviously weaker than that of Xia Nuo, and the result was very clear. In this competition, Xia Nuo won.

  Qin Yu stopped playing, which means that he still gave up.

  Xianuo no longer fiddled with the strings.

  The referee finally announced that Shanuo had won.

  Ling Feng watched the game between the two of them. There was no passion at all. If the game is not played, it will not be fun. However, he still had to admit that Xia Nuo's piano sound formed a very strong fighting spirit in the air, and if he really encountered it, it would be a very difficult problem.

  The host announced that when Ling Feng from the Xuan Dao Sect and Qian Ye, the young master of the Qian family among the eight major families, entered the competition.

  The people outside the field began to place bets, betting on who Lingfeng and Qianye would win. Qian Ye won and lost ten. Ling Feng won and lost two.

  Ling Feng heard that one loses two, he couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that Xuan Dao Sect does not have the so-called eight families of value.

  It was the first time for the audience outside the venue to hear of the Xuan Dao sect, because in the past few decades, there has been no such sect to participate, and many people have put money on Qian Ye's body.

  On Ling Feng's side, only Sun Youwei placed the bet. This is also in support of the Xuan Dao Sect, but he has put most of the martial arts's money on it.

  Ling Feng and Qian Ye enter the competition venue.

  Qian Ye is the young master of the Qian family, and his equipment is naturally not bad.

  The weapon in his hand is a bronze sword. The sword is fifty or sixty centimeters long. The hilt is carved with fine dragon patterns and the body is also carved with beautiful patterns. The blade of this sword is very sharp. However, compared with his sword, he still thinks his sword is cooler. His saber can be assembled and changed, and this sword just looks good.

  Qian Ye looked at Ling Feng and said, "You should also show your weapons."

  Ling Feng buckled his nose and looked at Qian Ye and said disdainfully: "You can force me to take out the weapon, you are good."

   "Boy, you have to have a degree of conceit, otherwise it will be something you can bear." Qian Ye sullen, looking at Ling Feng, and said angrily.

  Xuanyuanhong looked at Ling Feng, hehe, this kid is really provocative. But if you don't like provocations, there will be nothing good about this competition. Deliberately annoy the opponent, and then it will be exciting.

  The referee blew the whistle in his hand and the competition officially began.

  Qian Ye poses and prepares to attack.

  Ling Feng looked at Qian Yebai’s moves, vulgar, pretending to be cool.

  Ling Feng didn't make any moves. He stood firmly on the spot, waiting for Qian Ye's attack.

  Qian Ye’s sword approached Ling Feng’s chest.

With a sound, Ling Feng directly blocked Qian Ye's sword.

  The audience looked at this situation and were shocked. When did Ling Feng's left wrist have a protective shield?

  This is a shield. Ling Feng hunted and killed that monster in the Children's Park some time ago and refined it. He didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

  At this moment, Ling Feng took a good look at the time, concentrated his strength on his right hand, and then punched Qian Ye’s lower abdomen with a punch. This blow was stronger than the previous blow against Long Qing, and he was really strong.

what……

  Only heard Qian Ye yell, then Qian Ye slowly fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

  Ling Feng looked at his miserable situation, because he was sorry, he didn't mean it, in order to protect himself, just as a defense.

   "Hey, can you still stand up? If you can stand up, do you want to continue fighting with me, or just surrender?"

  Qian Ye was already seriously injured because of Ling Feng's blow just now, but thinking of the Qian family's face, even if he died, he had to protect the Qian family.

   "Don't be too proud, I can still stand up, the punch you gave just now, it doesn't hurt or itchy." Your grandpa's, it hurts me. Qian Ye said, cursing Ling Feng in his heart.

  Ling Feng looked at him like this, it didn't hurt or itchy, he really could say it, he vomited blood, and he was brave.

   "Okay, don't say I don't show mercy." After Ling Feng finished speaking, he directly punched him in the face. He looked pretty good, but this punch made his nose and face swollen. Going back, I guess I don't even know his mother.

   "You are despicable, I'm not ready yet, you will attack." Qian Ye pointed at Ling Feng and said.

  At this moment, Ling Feng felt that Qian Ye was mentally ill, and he had to prepare for the opponent before he started fighting? What is the logic.

  The audience watched Qian Ye being beaten by Ling Feng, and there was no room to fight back. Depending on the situation, Qian Ye’s odds of winning were almost zero. The money smashed on him is going to be lost.

  But Qian Ye was not in a state of being beaten all the time. When Ling Feng was not paying attention, he stabbed the bronze sword in his hand at Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng forgot for a while and was injured in his arm.

  The audience saw this scene, they felt that Qian Ye still has the possibility of winning, and they all started to cheer for Qian Ye.

  Ling Feng heard the people outside the court yelling Qian Ye to come on. He wanted to play with him, but he didn't expect Qian Ye to hurt himself. Ling Feng was angry, and the consequences must be serious.

when--

  The sword that originally pierced Ling Feng was broken by Ling Feng.

  Qian Ye saw that his sword was broken. He didn't have a sword, let alone a blow, Ling Feng could send himself to the west with a single punch.

   Seeing that he has no chance of winning, Qian Ye begged for mercy: "Just forgive me."

  Ling Feng looked at Qian Ye. Master said that he should not be soft-hearted to the enemy. Sometimes, soft-heartedness can cause fatal injuries. Qian Ye had already begged for mercy, and he didn't want to pursue anything.

  Ling Feng looked at the referee, "Referee, you announce the result of the game, he has already given up."

  The referee blew his whistle and announced that Ling Feng had won the game.

  Ling Feng won, and for some people on the sidelines, they lost a lot. Some even bet all their belongings in order to buy money and win at night.

  Sun Youwei was very happy. He lost two for one. He also made a lot of money for the sect. This business is really a good deal.

  Qian Ye’s grandfather, Qian Lao’s face is so dark that his grandson is also the strongest person in the Qian family, and he was defeated by the unknown junior. It can only be said that he is inferior to others. Old Qian looked at his dying grandson, and he personally checked Qian Ye. Ling Feng was really merciless when he started, Qian Ye's face was already swollen and his front teeth were knocked out. Qian Ye's Dantian suffered a very serious internal injury. If he is not treated in time, he will not be able to continue practicing in the future.

After Ling Feng left the ring, he heard the old man’s voice, “Smelly boy, you fought beautifully in the first battle. During this time, you did not be lazy, and you practiced very hard. It is worthy of reward. Your battle today is for us. After earning enough face, no one would dare to say that my Profound Dao Sect is just an ancient Wu Yin sect that has never been heard before."

  Ling Feng looked at the old man, really wondering whether he was boasting or hurting himself. The master himself obviously can make the entire Xuan Dao Sect a martial art like the Eight Great Families, but his master is too lazy and doesn't want to carry it forward. He smiled and said, "Old man, I found a very serious problem."

"what is the problem?"

   "Old man, what you just said seems to have changed from your mouth."

   "Boy, you are not big or small, don't you know how to respect the teacher?"

  "..." Ling Feng was speechless. In fact, he always respected Master, but Master was too rude.

   "Master, my apprentice knows that I was wrong."

  Xuanyuanhong looked at Ling Feng’s wound, “You hurry up to deal with your wound, or you will bleed and die, I’m not good to explain to my baby girl.”

   After Ling Feng heard what the master said, he was speechless for a while, explaining something to the junior sister. It was inevitable that he would get injured in the competition. When Ling Feng was about to leave the arena, Xia Nuo walked over and said directly to Ling Feng, "Congratulations, you won the game today. I don’t know when it will be our turn to fight. If we two can fight," I hope you can be merciful."

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