Wang Teng probably didn't expect that his parents had also come to Capital Xia to watch his competition.
He didn't inform them because he was worried that there might be casualties during the competition.
However, he had obviously underestimated how much attention his parents paid to him. How could they pretend that they didn't know about such an important matter?
If Wang Teng hadn't participated in the martial arts competition, it would have been fine. However, since he was participating, they definitely had to come and watch.
Li Xiumei and Wang Shengguo didn't know much about the martial arts world. To them, becoming a martial artist was already something that could bring honor to their ancestors. The National Number One Martial Arts Competition was a grand event in the country. It was organized by the government and was extremely well-known internationally. They were extremely proud to be able to participate in such a competition.
Their son was so promising!
Old Master Wang wanted to come as well. However, he was old after all. He was persuaded by the crowd and decided to watch the live broadcast at home.
Wang Teng's appearance caused a commotion. Many people were discussing him. No one knew how strong he was. No one knew why Huanghai Military Academy would send a freshman to compete.
Perhaps he was really strong. However, it was also possible that they wanted him to experience the martial arts competition to pave the way for him to participate in the future.
The live broadcast platform broadcasted the situation. Some people even started betting on Wang Teng's strength. How many places could he get?
Instantly, countless people placed their bets. There were many different opinions and the popularity of the competition remained high.
Wang Teng probably didn't expect that his appearance would cause such a huge reaction. Everyone was debating about it.
"Alright, although Wang Teng is very handsome, everyone shouldn't keep staring at him. Let's leave some time for the others. After Huanghai Military Academy, the next to compete is …" Zhang Jun spoke again.
One after another, key universities and forces appeared before the audience. It was an eye-opener for the audience. Only now did they realize that there were so many martial arts organizations in the country.
Of course, some people already knew about it. After all, martial arts competitions had been held before. Hence, they weren't too surprised.
Every time a force appeared, the commentator would give a brief explanation so that the audience would have a better understanding.
"Thunder Martial Arts School is one of the top three martial arts schools in the country. Ren Qingcang is the leader of the Thunder Martial Arts School this time. Everyone may be familiar with this young martial artist. He is the direct disciple of the Thunder Martial Arts School's master. He is extremely talented. It is said that he is determined to win the first place in this martial arts competition."
Suddenly, a name caught Wang Teng's attention.
Ren Qingcang!
Was it that Ren Qingcang?
Wang Teng's heart jolted as he looked at the person at the front of the group. It was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He had a head of long hair, a chiseled face, and an exceptionally handsome appearance. His expression was arrogant and seemed extremely cold.
"This guy seems to be a little showy!" Wang Teng curled his lips and muttered in his heart.
As if sensing his gaze, Ren Qingcang looked up.
Wang Teng grinned at him, revealing his white teeth.
Ren Qingcang was slightly stunned. Then, he seemed to remember something and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had heard the commentator's introduction just now. It was Wang Teng from Huanghai Military Academy.
He couldn't remember the name, but now that he saw Ren Qingcang's appearance, some memories surfaced. The person his father was talking about seemed to be him.
His eyes flashed, and he no longer paid attention to Ren Qingcang. He was just a freshman. No matter how talented he was, what could he do? He was just a nobody. He could just get rid of him during the competition.
Was he … looking down on him?
Seeing this, Wang Teng couldn't help but smile. He had heard that Ren Qingcang was already a 6-star soldier-level martial warrior. He wondered what level he was at now.
He hoped that Ren Qingcang wouldn't disappoint him!
Zhang Jun continued explaining.
"The Qian Yuan Sect is one of the top sects in the country. They have a long history. After the Force invaded Earth, their legacy shone with new brilliance.
"In recent years, the Qian Yuan Sect has taken in many talented martial warriors with their legacy. This time, there is an extremely talented young martial warrior participating in the martial arts competition. He is the young master of the Qian Yuan Sect, Zhao Yuanwu."
…
Hearing Zhang Jun's explanation, Wang Teng was stunned.
Sects?
Sects actually existed in this world?
There was very little information about sects on the Internet. Even if there was some news occasionally, many people would think that it was just a rumor and couldn't be trusted.
After all, this was modern society. Sects and whatnot were too old.
Even if there were martial warriors, they would be from the new era. Everyone would either participate in the martial arts exam or join a martial arts dojo. Sects and whatnot were really rare.
…
However, some people seemed to know something. After being stunned for a while, they revealed a surprised expression. "Are these sects and whatnot going to appear on the stage?"
Then, a few more sects and whatnot appeared. These forces might not have participated in the martial arts competition in the past, so they were the last to appear.
Time passed very quickly. Although the appearance ceremony was relatively boring, the audience was still watching with great interest. They were especially curious about the young martial warriors. They were all commenting excitedly.
There were many big shots sitting on the second floor of the audience stand.
At this moment, someone laughed and said, "There are many top geniuses in this competition. There will be a lot of fights in the next few days."
"There are indeed many geniuses, but my disciple, Ren Qingcang, is destined to dominate the competition. There is no doubt that he will be the champion this time." A burly man laughed conceitedly.
This man was the president of Thunder Dojo, Lei Zhenting!
"President Lei, it is too early to make a conclusion," a sloppy middle-aged man said with a chuckle.
"Ye Jixin, don't be unconvinced. This year, your Jixin Dojo doesn't seem to have any outstanding young martial warriors," Lei Zhenting said with a smile.
That sloppy middle-aged man turned out to be the famous Jixin Martial Arts Club's owner.
If Wang Teng saw him like this, he would probably be shocked.
"That might not be the case," Ye Jixin said nonchalantly.
"Speaking of which, Wang Teng seems to be from your Jixin Dojo," someone interrupted.
"He is indeed from our Jixin Dojo. I didn't expect Huanghai to let him participate in the competition," Ye Jixin said with a strange look in his eyes.
"Old Wu, why are you paying attention to him? Wang Teng might have a chance to win in a few years. As for this year, he is just joining in the fun," Lei Zhenting said nonchalantly.
"I heard that Jixin Dojo gave him an SSS-grade contract, so I am curious," Wu Lian, the president of Bailian Dojo, said.
"Now that you mention it, I remember that my subordinates did mention this to me. Ye Jixin, your Jixin Dojo is really going all out. Is that kid really worth this price?" Lei Zhenting said in surprise.
"You will know in the future whether he is worth it or not," Ye Jixin said.
"Tsk, why are you being so secretive?" Lei Zhenting said with disdain.
"Hahaha." Wu Lian couldn't help but laugh.
"Why are the three of you chatting so happily?" At this moment, an ordinary-looking skinny man walked over.
"President Ma!"
The three of them turned around and saw President Ma from Alibaba. They greeted him with a smile.
Their dojo had been working with Alibaba for a long time, so they knew each other in private.
"We are talking about a few contestants," Wu Lian said with a smile. "President Ma, you want to recruit some talents this time, right?"
"Of course. Martial artists are strategic resources now. Doing business can't be done without their help," President Ma said.
"President Ma, who do you think highly of?" Lei Zhenting asked.
"I don't have much hope for those students from the military school, but I think your disciple, Ren Qingcang, is quite good," President Ma said with a smile.
"Hahaha, President Ma, you have good taste. We can have a good chat after the competition." Lei Zhenting laughed.
…
On the electronic screen, Zhang Jun said slowly, "All the contestants have entered.
"All the contestants have entered the arena. I'm sure everyone has a preliminary understanding of them. If you want to know more about them, you'll have to wait for the next match."
"I dare say that there will be many top figures among these contestants in a few years' time. It is even possible for them to become warlords."
As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar.
Warrior-level powerhouses!
In the minds of many ordinary people, a general-level powerhouse was an extremely powerful existence.
Just like the presidents of the three major dojos and the generals in the military, they were all important figures without exception.
Now that the commentator said that there would be such figures among these young martial artists, how could the audience not be surprised?
Of course, some people felt that it was normal. These young martial artists were all geniuses. If they were given time to grow, many of them could reach the warlord level.
"Today's opening ceremony will end here. Finally, let us raise the national flag and play the national anthem. Then, we will leave in an orderly manner."
As soon as the commentator finished speaking, the national anthem started playing. Everyone looked toward the center and saw the national flag slowly rising.
Everyone left.
Today's opening ceremony was spread across the country through various media outlets. It even spread to other countries. The internet was in an uproar. Too many people were talking about the National Number One Martial Arts Competition and the contestants from various schools and factions.
The news continued to spread, and it became more and more popular.
The next day …
In the morning, at the Dragon's Den …
Once again, the audience seats were filled with people, and the discussion never stopped.
At eight o 'clock sharp, the electronic screen showed the names of the contestants, their area, and their arena numbers.
Wang Teng found his name. His opponent was a fourth-year student from Jinlin University. From his name, he did not look like a famous genius.
"Arena number 66!" Wang Teng looked at his arena number and could not help but smile. This number was pretty good. He found his arena number and walked up.
The referee was already in place.
His opponent was also here.
"Get ready. When I say start, you can start fighting. The winner will be decided by one side surrendering or losing the ability to fight." The referee was a martial artist. He was not weak. If necessary, he could intervene to prevent accidents.
Wang Teng and his opponent nodded to show that they understood.
After a while, the referee blew the whistle.
"Start!"
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