An uneventful night.
The sun rose again. Qin Fen hurriedly ate his breakfast and went to the drawing site of the recruit tournament with everyone else.
Martial arts was one of the hottest topics today.
Not only did the army set the martial arts tournament as the highlight of the recruit tournament, but other activities of the Federation would also often have martial arts tournaments.
In the five-star Federation Olympic Games held once every four years, martial arts tournaments had replaced track and field and became the most popular event.
The Football World Cup, which was held once every four years, had also withdrawn from the stage of history with the rapid rise of the Great Ensemble held once every four years.
As the highlight of the recruit tournament, the venue chosen was not the initial shooting competition venue, but a large stadium that could accommodate eighty thousand people.
Although the king of martial arts in the recruit tournament was not as influential as the Great Ensemble, it still attracted more than thirty thousand people to watch the opening match.
The various participating recruits quickly formed a small phalanx in the center of the venue.
As the organizer of this conference, the European Military Region sent a general to preside over the opening ceremony of the martial arts tournament.
The general, who was dressed in a well-ironed military uniform, stood on the stage with a speech in his hand and said passionately, "As humans enter the interstellar era, we are no longer facing Earth, but a vast and boundless universe. Many planets that are suitable for us do not have a naturally good environment. We must rely on our own hands to change and manage this harsh environment and create an environment that is one hundred percent suitable for us humans to live in. As soldiers, we must start from the interests of the public and prepare for the worst. If we encounter hostile unknown creatures during interstellar navigation, we have a greater responsibility to protect our people. For this … "
Zhao Huzi sat next to the general and yawned slightly. He saw the American Major General, Will, also yawning out of boredom from the corner of his eyes.
Although the opening speech of the martial arts tournament in every recruit tournament would be changed in terms of words, the essential content was always repeated.
Several major generals from various continents had already seen the opening speech of previous tournaments. They really could not raise their interest to listen to the seemingly impassioned speech of the European general.
Some military enthusiasts who had watched several tournaments simply took out their headphones and began to listen to the portable music player to pass the time.
The military enthusiasts who had forgotten to bring their portable music players regretted forgetting to bring this important piece of equipment as they looked at the 64 recruits on the field with anticipation.
Five military regions had 64 recruits. Apart from the previous champion American Military Region, who could only send 12 recruits because they were the defending champions, the other four military regions had sent 13 recruits to participate in the competition.
Qin Fen quietly sized up the people around him. Not only did he not recognize most of the recruits from the other continents, even the participants from East Asia didn't recognize all of them.
Sixty-four recruits, known as the strongest combat strength of Earth's recruits. Qin Fen was curious about who his first opponent would be.
Drawing lots was completely a matter of luck.
He might draw a relatively weak person, or he might be lucky enough to draw the legendary "Great Emperor" of Europe, Caesar, right from the start.
According to the information, Great Emperor Caesar had received an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall before joining the army.
After receiving the invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall, he was eligible to be exempted from joining the army and could still maintain his citizenship. However, this "Great Emperor" Caesar did not go to the Sacred Martial Hall immediately. Instead, he sent a letter to the Sacred Martial Hall to postpone his departure and chose the route that he had long decided on: to join the army!
The Sacred Martial Hall was the holy land in the eyes of almost all martial artists.
How strong of a heart did a martial artist who could resist the temptation of the Sacred Martial Hall's fame need to be? A martial artist with such a firm belief was definitely not a weakling.
Although the speech of the soldiers was somewhat old-fashioned, it still had the method of pursuing efficiency in the army. The speech was over in a very short time.
A huge electronic projection screen appeared in the sky of the arena.
Sixty-four people were divided into two halves. Each half had thirty-two people, and the last two halves were the recruits who stood out from the crowd. They would engage in the final battle, and the winner would be the Recruit King of Martial Combat.
A black box containing sixty-four balls rolled gently, and the crisp sound of the balls colliding could be heard.
The box containing the sixty-four numbered spheres finally stopped after a simple roll. The excitement of the audience was completely hooked and they began to wonder what the result of the draw would be.
The momentum of the recruits' phalanx had also undergone a significant change at this moment.
When the opponent of the competition was about to be decided, the calm hearts of the recruits also had a slight fluctuation.
The impartial staff in charge of the draw ceremony gently waved at the recruits' phalanx.
Standing at the forefront of the phalanx was naturally the soldiers of the American Military Region, the defending champion of the last recruit tournament.
Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, was the first to come to the black box. He reached out and took out a glass ball and held it high.
The cameraman in charge of the broadcast immediately pulled the lens to the ball in Yang Lie's hand and gave it a close-up.
As the close-up appeared on the projection screen, the thirty thousand audience cheered at the same time.
Number one! Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, as the first person to draw, actually drew number one!
Many of the audience had already bought the member guide of the recruit tournament from the officials. Little Dragon King, Yang Lie's name was impressively in the first place, and he was also one of the outstanding members of the first group to win the tournament.
The audience was initially worried that the opening match would be too mediocre and not exciting enough. With the confirmation of Little Dragon King, Yang Lie's participation, the thirty thousand people in the audience turned from a commotion to an uproar.
The second person to draw the lot was not an American recruit, but a person from the European recruit line.
For the sake of fairness in the draw, the method of drawing the lot was also a rotation system. Each recruit from each continent would draw once.
Caesar did not let his long golden hair down today. Instead, he tied it up high at the back of his head, revealing his face that was like the work of a marble sculptor.
This was a handsome face full of masculinity, and his sapphire-like eyes exuded a heroic spirit. He was in no way inferior to Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, who had just drawn the lot.
Number forty-five. The crystal clear glass ball once again turned into a close-up, gently rotating on the projection screen.
The thirty thousand spectators exclaimed in unison. Great Emperor Caesar was actually a member of the lower half of the division. If one wanted to see the exciting duel between him and Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, it would only be possible if both sides fought their way to the final.
As the last third place in the last tournament, East Asia should also send people to draw the lot according to the order. Qin Fen was pushed to the front, so he had no choice but to step forward to draw the lot.
Looking at the black box, Qin Fen put his hand in it.
Number thirty-two.
Qin Fen looked at the number and smiled gently. The number at the end of the division had already been drawn. This drawing was really interesting.
Mourad Tschick walked out of the West Asian crowd. His eyes had almost never left Qin Fen's body until the moment he stood in front of the lottery box. Only then did he put his hands together, closed his eyes and mumbled something, as if he was praying for something.
People only thought that he was praying not to draw number two or number forty-six, but only those who were close to him could hear that he kept chanting a number, number thirty-one!
Sixty-three.
Seeing this number, Mourad Tschick's face sank slightly. This number represented that he was assigned to the post-work division, which was not in the same division as Qin Fen. If he wanted to meet Qin Fen, there was only one way, fight! Fight to the final!
The drawing of lots continued. With every recruit mentioned in the guidebook appearing, people would let out a cry of surprise.
The numbers of sixty-four people were quickly drawn.
"Old Qin, from today onwards, I have decided to believe in God." Xue Tian happily drew a cross on his chest, "Before I drew the lot, I kept praying to God that I would not be assigned to the same division as you. As a result, I was really assigned to the lower half."
Qin Fen felt the sympathetic gazes from the recruits of other continents. Almost all of them were gathered on Kyokushin Genichi, who was beside him. Even the other East Asian recruits looked at Kyokushin Genichi with sympathetic gazes.
There was really no way to explain this thing called luck.
Number two, the number of the opening battle.
Before the drawing of lots, many recruits hoped to draw this number.
The opening battle was the first battle of the recruit martial arts tournament.
Even if the contestant could not win the title of Recruit King of Martial Combat, he would still be remembered by many people because of this special match.
However, the moment Little Dragon King – Yang Lie drew number one, almost all the participating recruits hoped that they would not draw number two.
The moment Little Dragon King – Yang Lie drew number one, most of the recruits knew that encountering Little Dragon King – Yang Lie as an opponent could only be a stepping stone for the opponent in the opening battle.
In this world, no one liked to be a stepping stone for others.
Unfortunately, Kyokushin Genichi's luck was so good that he drew the lot that was close to being the "King of Lots".
Qin Fen was very clear about Kyokushin Genichi's strength. Although he had not fought with Little Dragon King – Yang Lie, he also knew that Kyokushin Genichi's strength was almost zero.
Qin Fen sighed softly. He raised his hand and patted Kyokushin Genichi's shoulder to comfort him, "Fight well. Losing doesn't mean everything. The most important thing is that you have to win in the process."
Kyokushin Genichi looked at Qin Fen blankly. His confused and depressed eyes gradually regained their brilliance as he whispered, "Win in the process, win in the process."
"Little Xuanzi." Xue Tian put his hand on Kyokushin Genichi's shoulder, "Let me tell you, you should think like this. Little Dragon King is nothing! Encountering him is much better than encountering Old Qin, right? "
Kyokushin Genichi's eyes immediately shone even brighter. Yes! Encountering Little Dragon King is better than encountering Qin Fen!
The other recruits began to retreat to their seats, ready to watch the opening battle.
Kyokushin Genichi looked at Qin Fen, "Master, do you have anything else to say?"
"This …" Qin Fen thought for a moment and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter who the opponent is. The most important thing is to fight the battle you want. That's all. "
"Old Qin, hurry up and leave." Xue Tian patted Qin Fen's shoulder and whispered, "According to the usual practice, the second match after the opening battle will be number thirty-two and thirty-one. Kyokushin Genichi probably won't be able to hold on for long. You should adjust your mentality and prepare for the battle. "
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