At the Dragon's Nest!
The National Number One Martial Arts Competition was in full swing. Various media outlets and live streaming platforms were broadcasting the competition live.
Everyone's focus was different.
Some people paid more attention to Ji Xiuming, Ren Qingcang, and the other popular contenders for the championship.
Some people paid more attention to Luo Cheng, Han Zhu, and the other military school students. For many people, joining the military was a kind of passion. Perhaps one or two of these students would become generals in the future. No one could be sure.
At that time, they would be able to brag to others that they had witnessed the rise of a certain big shot …
There were also people who paid more attention to the sects' participants. Many of them were hearing about sects for the first time. They were curious and wanted to see what kind of background they had.
Although Ji Xiuming, Ren Qingcang, and the others were popular contenders for the championship, anything could happen before the results were out. Perhaps a dark horse would appear and cause an upset.
Who could be sure that this dark horse would not appear in any of the sects?
After all, these sects were entering the world for the first time. If they wanted to make a name for themselves, they had to show something.
For example, if a genius disciple obtained a good ranking in the competition, their sect would naturally become famous.
Many people were paying attention to Wang Teng. There were other participants and some big shots.
His opponent was a fourth-year student from Jinlin University. His name was Fei Ning.
On the second floor of the spectator stand, the dean of Jinlin University's Martial Arts Academy was sitting. He smiled at Peng Yuanshan and said, "Old Peng, that little guy from Huanghai has encountered our Fei Ning. I'm afraid he's done for."
"That's not necessarily true." Peng Yuanshan looked at the situation calmly.
"Fei Ning is ranked seventh in our school. I don't think I need to say much about his combat power. Do you think Wang Teng has a chance? It's fine if he meets a martial arts student from an ordinary school. However, you should know the strength of our Jinlin University. Even if he's only ranked seventh, he can crush the first place of an ordinary school, "said Yan Kang, the dean of Jinlin University's Martial Arts Academy.
"I remember that Jinlin University also wanted to recruit Wang Teng, right?" Peng Yuanshan did not answer his question. Instead, he asked another question.
Yan Kang's eyes flashed. He smiled and said, "That's true. Unfortunately, he chose Huanghai in the end. If he was in Jinlin University, he might get more attention."
"Let's wait and see," Peng Yuanshan said.
…
In the audience, Li Xiumei said worriedly, "That Fei Ning looks pretty strong. Can our son beat him?"
"We have to believe in him." Wang Shengguo was also a little nervous, but he still smiled and comforted her.
On the other side, Lin Chuhan and the others were also paying attention to Wang Teng's match. After all, it was the first match. They had no idea how strong Wang Teng was, so they were very nervous.
"Our opponents are from Jinlin University," Xu Wantong said. "Ordinary students can't compare to the students of famous universities."
"It shouldn't be a problem," Lin Chuhan said nervously.
"I hope so. Otherwise, he will lose a lot of face. Now that so many people are paying attention to him, if he is eliminated as soon as he enters the arena, it will be a big joke." Xu Wantong smiled bitterly.
"Don't say such depressing words. Let's cheer for Big Brother Wang Teng." Tian Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, was optimistic. As she spoke, she cupped her hands into the shape of a loudspeaker and shouted, "Go, Little Brother Wang Teng!"
She didn't care if Wang Teng could hear her or not.
The surrounding audience was shocked and turned their heads to look. When they saw that it was a little girl, they couldn't help but smile kindly.
…
Although it was currently 2009, many things were ahead of the original era because of a big turn in the course of history.
For example, live streaming. In the original era, live streaming had been popular since 2015, but it was already very popular in this era.
There were even martial arts live streamers who specialized in live streaming martial arts competitions. They could be considered as products of this era.
Many of these martial arts live streamers were very famous and had a lot of traffic.
There were many live streamers at the scene, but those famous live streamers usually broadcast the champion and the popular contestants. They rarely paid attention to the contestants on the sidelines.
However, there was a popular live streamer who took the unconventional approach and directly broadcast Wang Teng's match.
When the match started, the live streamer said to the camera, "Good morning, friends. I am your most handsome martial arts live streamer — General Bai!"
"I'm sure many of you are familiar with the name Wang Teng. Today, General Bai won't pay attention to any contestants. I'm only broadcasting Wang Teng's match …"
As soon as General Bai finished speaking, there was an uproar in the live streaming room.
"No, we want to watch Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang …"
"Old Bai, don't make a mistake. Broadcasting Ji Xiuming and the others is the right thing to do. Although Wang Teng is popular, not many people pay attention to him. If you broadcast his match, the traffic will run out."
"Yeah, we want to watch Ji Xiuming and the others' match more."
"Give me back my Ji Xiuming. I don't want to watch Wang Teng!"
"F * ck, you're courting death …"
"Bullsh * t, I want to watch Wang Teng's match. I even bet 100 yuan on him. Who dares to bet with me?"
…
General Bai's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the one-sided situation in the live streaming room. He had made up his mind to choose to broadcast Wang Teng's match this time.
He had thought it through. If Wang Teng lost the first match, he would immediately switch to the other popular contestants. Even if some of the traffic ran away, he would be able to recover quickly.
However, what if Wang Teng lost?
Then this match would definitely be big news, and his live streaming would also benefit. There were definitely not many people broadcasting Wang Teng's match now. As the first live streamer, he would definitely be recognized by everyone. Then, there would naturally be a lot of traffic flowing in.
That was why he took the risk and chose to broadcast Wang Teng live. However, the current situation still made him feel a little apprehensive.
As everyone knew, it was not easy to attract traffic in the live streaming industry. However, it was very easy to lose one's fans. It was common for one to make a slight mistake and lose all their fans overnight.
However, the arrow was already nocked on the bow. He could not slap himself in the face. He still had to broadcast.
…
In the ring, the referee announced the start of the match.
Wang Teng and Fei Ning stood in front of each other.
Fei Ning held a broadsword in his hand. His expression was calm as he looked straight at Wang Teng. "I'm very curious. Why did you participate in the National Number One Martial Arts Competition? You should know very well what kind of people are in this competition. "
"Oh, I heard that there are many geniuses. So, I came to take a look," Wang Teng said nonchalantly.
"You won't be able to continue with this mentality," Fei Ning said.
"Senior Fei Ning, right? Do you think you will definitely win?" Wang Teng smiled faintly.
"What else?" Fei Ning raised his eyebrows.
"In that case, you can send me off personally." Wang Teng waved at the other party.
"You don't need a weapon?" Fei Ning asked.
"I don't need one," Wang Teng said casually.
"You're too arrogant." Fei Ning's gaze instantly froze. Anger appeared on his face. He stopped talking and walked forward.
"Draw your sword. You only have one chance," Wang Teng said calmly. He was not afraid at all.
As soon as he said this, White Ginseng's viewers went crazy.
"Wang Teng is too arrogant."
"F * ck, he's so arrogant!"
"Why do I feel like Wang Teng is asking for a beating?"
"Eh, Wang Teng seems to be more handsome than Ji Xiuming!"
"Did a dog eat your principles? You just said you were a fan of Ji Xiuming."
…
"It's been a long time since I've met someone as ridiculous as you." A hint of disdain appeared at the edge of Fei Ning's lips. He didn't take out his blade. Instead, he continued walking towards Wang Teng. He seemed to want to scare Wang Teng away and subdue him without fighting.
This was his first competition. He knew that he did not have as much attention as the top few people. Hence, he wanted to win beautifully. That way, he would be noticed by some big financial groups. He might even be hired by them after he graduated. That would be perfect.
"What's this guy trying to do?" Wang Teng was puzzled.
Fei Ning did not seem to be very smart. He did not draw his sword when he was asked to. Was he trying to get himself killed?
He was getting closer and closer. At such a close distance …
Wang Teng's lips curled into an evil grin.
He did not know when, but a brick appeared in his hand. Then, he threw it at Fei Ning.
"Trying to ambush me?" Fei Ning did not take Wang Teng's attack seriously. In fact, he was a little disdainful. What was the use of a sneak attack in a head-on battle?
But in the next second, he was shocked.
That was because the flying object was already in front of him in an instant.
"I can't dodge it!" Fei Ning's pupils constricted. He realized that his reaction could not keep up with his opponent's speed. He was shocked.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
The object smashed into Fei Ning's head.
"How can he be so fast!" Fei Ning's eyes rolled back. That thought flashed through his mind. Then, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Silence!
The audience was silent!
Even the commentator was attracted by the situation. He said loudly, "What happened? What just happened? Arena 66, Wang Teng and Fei Ning's match. Fei Ning fell with just one hit. What happened? "
As the sound of the broadcast spread, the audience's attention was attracted to this side.
General Bai's livestream was also quiet for a moment. Then, a large number of bullet screen comments flew past.
"F * ck, what happened?"
"How did Fei Ning fall with just one hit? Is this Fei Ning an idiot?"
"Are you kidding me? The seventh place of Jinlin University is only at this level??"
"Hahaha, I made a lot of money from my 100 yuan!"
"666, how much did you make from your 100 yuan?"
…
At this time, Wang Teng's match appeared on the electronic screen in Dragon's Den.
"Let's slow down the replay and see what happened."
The replay was slowed down a lot. Then, the audience saw …
A brick shone brightly under the sunlight. It was very dazzling. Then, it hit Fei Ning's head directly.
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