The competition in the vast wilderness did not have many rules. The competition process was simple and brutal. One person would defend the ring, while the others would attack. Whoever had the ability would go up.
Finally, when no one went up, the person who successfully defended the ring would obtain a spot, and would be able to take away a wooden plaque that symbolized the victor.
The rules sounded very messy. For example, there was no way to prevent two seeded contestants from fighting each other on the stage. For example, taking turns to wear down the defender's stamina, making the battle disadvantageous to the defender.
However, the members of the warrior preparation camp could not be bothered to consider these problems. Simple and brutal was their style.
Originally, both Yao Yuan and Lian Chengyu were too lazy to care about this meaningless match. Yao Yuan had directly handed over the authority to set the rules to Zhao Tiezhu. As for a brute like Zhao Tiezhu, how was it possible for him to set reasonable and fair rules? If the rules were too complicated, the contestants would not understand them.
The moment the competition began, Zhao Tiezhu was the first to jump up!
He was a person who could not hold his temper. It was not easy for him to get the chance to showcase his skills, so Zhao Tiezhu could not wait to show off his hidden strength.
The ring was ten feet wide. Zhao Tiezhu stood in the middle of the ring and struck a pose that showed off his muscles. "Come! Who wants to spar with me!? "
Zhao Tiezhu began to call out. Below the stage, the spectators immediately began to shout.
No one expected it to be a battle between experts. With Zhao Tiezhu's reputation, coupled with his high profile, everyone knew that Zhao Tiezhu was at least one of the top ten experts in the warrior preparation camp.
"Hehe, Brother Zhao, I'll spar with you!"
A strong man jumped up the ring. His surname was Sun, and his strength was only average in the warrior preparation camp. He was not Zhao Tiezhu's match, but he had a good relationship with Zhao Tiezhu. He was one of those who occasionally hunted, and would gather with Zhao Tiezhu to drink and eat meat.
He could tell that Zhao Tiezhu wanted to show off, so he went up on stage to cooperate.
The members of the warrior preparation camp had been training together for a long time, so they knew each other's strengths. Sun knew that he would not be chosen as one of the nine, so he decided to do Zhao Tiezhu a favor.
"Haha, good. Brother Sun, come on!"
The brawny man surnamed Sun and Zhao Tiezhu were both belligerent. When they fought in the Great Desolate, there was no messy etiquette, they just fought!
This was in front of many clansmen, and the two of them fought with all their might.
These members of the warrior preparation camp were indeed strong, but to say that they had any fighting techniques, it would be overthinking. Their sparring actually looked like a low-quality Hong Kong martial arts film. It could be said that their movements were slow, and their punches landed on flesh. Occasionally, they would hug each other.
The brawny man surnamed Sun couldn't even defeat Zhao Tiezhu before his strength had greatly increased. After exchanging a few moves, Zhao Tiezhu grabbed him by the waist and pressed him down on the stage.
When two people fought without any technique, in the end, they would find that whatever moves and routines they had learned before were useless. In the end, it was still more practical to hug each other and roll around on the ground!
Whoever had more strength would win.
This was also the principle of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. In the American UFC's No Holds Barred Combat, which was very popular on Earth, most people relied on clumsy movements such as twisting their arms and pressing their necks to win.
"Good!"
Someone below the stage shouted. Although Zhao Tiezhu's movements were not beautiful, it was enough to satisfy the Lian tribal clan members who were excited to see a wrestling match.
After the brawny man surnamed Sun, another person went up on stage to fight Zhao Tiezhu, but he was similarly defeated by Zhao Tiezhu.
After the two battles, Zhao Tiezhu was in good condition, and he became braver as he fought.
"Haha, who else wants to come up?" Zhao Tiezhu shouted with a flushed face, as if he had drunk a jar of rice wine.
At this moment, everyone could tell that Zhao Tiezhu would be the first of the nine warrior selections.
"Brother Zhao, let me play with you," a man jumped onto the stage and said in a muffled voice.
The moment this person appeared, it immediately caused a round of cheers.
"It's Zhang Dali! Zhang Dali was born with great strength. At the age of fifteen, he could lift a hundred-pound rock weight. I wonder what level Zhang Dali's strength has reached! "
A person's name was like a tree's shadow. In the Lian tribal clan, the leaders of the warrior preparation camp were well known.
When Zhang Dali lifted a hundred-pound rock weight at the age of fifteen, he had already become famous in the Lian tribal clan.
This time, Zhang Dali was likely to be chosen among the nine.
One Zhang Dali, the other Zhao Tiezhu. This was a clash between the strong, causing the spectators to erupt.
"Dali, haha, good! I have long wanted to spar with you. Come! "
Zhao Tiezhu's eyes lit up. Last year, he was slightly weaker than Zhang Dali, but this year, Zhao Tiezhu's strength had undergone a qualitative change. He wanted to find a strong opponent to test his skills against!
Zhang Dali jumped onto the stage and separated himself from Zhao Tiezhu by thirty feet. The two did not even exchange pleasantries, and with a loud roar, they charged at each other.
Both of them had strong bodies, and when they ran, they were like two bulls.
"Peng!"
Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Dali collided without any fancy moves. People could clearly hear the sound of flesh and bone colliding. Many people turned pale with fright.
With such a collision, if they were to be hit, their bones would probably be broken.
Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Dali's battle was clearly more ferocious than Sun's battle.
Both of their strength was about six to seven hundred pounds, which was more than double the strength of a first-grade male. With such a difference in strength, even if a dozen first-grade males were to surround Zhao Tiezhu, they would definitely be easily defeated by Zhao Tiezhu.
"Brother Tiezhu, well fought!"
In the crowd, Lian Cuihua shouted at the top of her lungs. Recently, due to Lian Chengyu's "work", Lian Cuihua had become very close to Zhao Tiezhu. After a while, the two of them had gotten together.
Just thinking of Zhao Tiezhu's ferocity in bed last night made Lian Cuihua's heart flutter.
Hearing the cheers of the crowd and Lian Cuihua's cheers, Zhao Tiezhu was like he was on drugs. He attacked ferociously. Liu Dali was not to be outdone. He had great strength, so he had the upper hand.
When the members of the warrior preparation camp fought, it was mainly a contest of strength. That was why lifting the stone roller was a performance and something they flaunted.
The two of them wrestled on the ground for a long time before Zhao Tiezhu finally managed to suppress Zhao Dali. Zhao Dali was pinned under his body, unable to move.
The reason why Zhao Tiezhu could suppress Zhao Dali was mainly because he had taken a lot of medicine, so his body was strong and he had endurance.
He had won this match because of his endurance!
Zhang Dali was pressured to the point of lacking oxygen to his brain. He could not understand why Zhao Tiezhu was like a bull that did not know fatigue. Why did he seem to have endless energy?
One had to know that a typical member of the warrior preparation camp had great strength, but if they were to use all their strength to lift a five-hundred-pound stone roller, their arms would be sore after lifting it eight or nine times. It was very difficult to be like Zhao Tiezhu, who grew stronger the more he fought.
Zhang Dali gasped for breath and asked, "You … Don't tell me you have broken through to the Vigor realm?"
"Hahaha, I'm still lacking!" Zhao Tiezhu began to brag. Actually, the members of the warrior preparation camp were all in the Valiant realm. Zhao Tiezhu was still far from the Vigor realm. How could it be easy to inhale like a snake and exhale like an arrow?
Zhao Tiezhu only had a bit more endurance. If he were to stay in the barren land of the Lian tribal clan, it would be a problem for him to break through to the Vigor realm.
The surrounding commoners also knew what the Vigor realm meant. After the Kingdom's selection, Lian Chengyu had long spread the word about the Purple Blood realm.
Under the false propaganda of the Lian tribal clan's ruling class, the people believed that Lian Chengyu had entered the Purple Blood realm. To the ignorant commoners of the Lian tribal clan, the Purple Blood realm was as powerful as a god.
If Zhao Tiezhu was a bull, then Lian Chengyu was a terrifying desolate beast. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
The more they knew of Lian Chengyu's strength, the more the tribal people hoped that Lian Chengyu would bring them into the city. At the same time, they felt that following Lian Chengyu and being a servant was something to be proud of. In this chaotic world, people did not think of freedom. To people who did not even have enough to eat, freedom was a luxury and a joke. They only thought of following a good master, and being able to eat was enough.
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