"Thunder Spear Technique — Thunder Roar!"
The spear sped up and a layer of thunderclouds appeared on the surface of the spear. As the spear danced, the thunderclouds moved quickly and made a whistling sound.
The burly man became more and more difficult to deal with. Not only was it difficult to figure out the trajectory of the opponent's spear, but the roar made his ears go numb and he couldn't make an accurate judgment.
Finally, after more than ten rounds, the young man seized the opportunity and used his movement technique to knock the burly man's axe away.
"Okay, brother, I admit defeat. If we continue to fight, I don't know how many times my axe will be knocked away." The burly man was straightforward this time and automatically admitted defeat. He walked over to pick up the golden axe and hung it on his waist.
"But, it's hard for me to win. Even if I win, I don't know how many rounds it will take."
"Just enjoy yourself. Why do we have to fight so many rounds? We might as well use this energy on drinking, don't you think? "
He walked over and patted the young man's shoulder.
"Of course, how should I address you?" The young man asked.
"My name is Cheng Tiehu. I just turned 20. How about you?"
The burly man put his arm around the young man's shoulder and walked down the ring.
"I'm Zhao Jiangbo. I'm 19 years old. How about we call each other brothers in the future?"
The young man suggested happily.
"Of course, we'll be brothers in the future. Haha, let's go, the two of us brothers are going to drink until the sky is dark and the earth is dark. "
"Okay, let's go."
The two of them left the arena with their arms around each other's shoulders.
In the stands, Luo Haoyu watched Zhao Jiangbo leave after winning. He then retracted his gaze and discussed with the surrounding City Lords about the situation in the arena.
The sky gradually darkened and the lanterns were lit. Although the night was devouring the world like a devil, it couldn't stop the excitement of the competitors.
At this time, the arena was the last battle of the day. All the martial artists were still trying their best to aim for the fruit of victory.
The County Marquis didn't expect that none of the Luo Family's young men were competing today. It seemed that tomorrow would be their time to shine.
After today's competition ended, Manager Li stepped onto the stage and announced loudly, "Today's competition has ended. The winners can draw lots again after the preliminaries, regroup into groups, and proceed to the semi-finals until the final 20 people from each group will participate in the 'Dragon Tiger Tournament'."
"I hope that everyone can do their best and get what they want. Obtain good results in the Dragon Tiger Tournament and even the Champion Battle. Alright, everyone can go back now. Dismissed. "
Everyone left one after another, leaving behind only the empty arena to talk about the battles that had taken place.
The night passed uneventfully. When the morning sun shone on the earth, a new day had begun. Everyone welcomed the dawn with excitement.
Luo Ping had already washed up and dressed up. Although he didn't have any matches in the morning, the other brothers and sisters of the Luo Family had matches in the morning, so he planned to watch and cheer them on.
Especially Cousin Xiuxiu. Yesterday, she had been begging to watch her match. Otherwise, she would lose due to lack of motivation. After agreeing, Chen Xiuxiu went back, satisfied.
At this time, Luo Ping was sitting in his room, drinking tea. His eyes were fixed on the courtyard, thinking about something.
Xing 'er was behind him, helping him tidy his bed and wipe the furniture. After finishing, she saw that her young master had a lot on his mind. She walked lightly to Luo Ping's side.
"Young master, you're worried about Luo of Xiuxiu's competition right?"
Luo Ping came back to his senses. He took a sip of tea and turned to look at her.
"That's right. Luo of Xiuxiu may be cheerful and naive, but she is kind-hearted and doesn't know much about the world. She also doesn't have much experience in fighting. I'm worried that she will lose her footing in the competition and show many flaws. "
"Young Master, why do you have to think like that? No matter whether Miss Gu wins or loses in this competition, this servant believes that she will gain something from it. You should be happy for her to be able to learn battle techniques and human affairs from the competition!"
Xing 'er said with a smile.
Hearing this, Luo Ping was slightly surprised. After a moment of silence, he finally revealed a smile.
"Sister Xing 'er, it seems that I'm thinking too much. Thank you for your advice. Well, there's nothing else to do here. You can go do your own things. "
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
After speaking, she turned and left. Looking at Xing 'er's back, Luo Ping thoughtfully left the room and went straight to the competition venue.
Just like yesterday, the competition venue was packed with people. The cultivators participating in the competition had arrived at the venue early. Some looked indifferent and expressionless. It was obvious that they were full of confidence. There were also some whose faces were slightly wrinkled and looked nervous. It seemed that they didn't have much confidence.
Luo Ping had just walked a few steps into the competition venue when he heard Chen Xiuxiu's shouts.
"Luo of cousin Ping, I'm here, here, here."
Looking towards the direction of the voice, Chen Xiuxiu was waving her arms and waving at him. She didn't know that she had attracted the attention of countless people. Shaking his head with a smile, Luo Ping walked towards her.
"Brother Yuntian, you're all here. Is your competition in the morning?"
It turned out that the youths of the Luo Family were all gathered here.
"Luo of cousin Ping, I'm here to cheer for them. My competition is tomorrow."
At this moment, Chen Xiuxiu pulled Luo Ping's arm and shook it. "Yes, Luo of cousin Ping, you have to cheer for us. I believe that we will definitely be victorious. "
Feeling his arm constantly rubbing against Chen Xiuxiu's soft chest, Luo Ping unconsciously blushed. He could only reply softly, "Of course, of course."
In addition to the three of them, there were eight other people present. Luo Yunfei and Luo Yunyue were naturally not missing.
One of them was fifty to sixty percent similar to Zhao Jiangbo. It was his younger brother, Zhao Jiangtao. However, the two brothers' personalities were completely different. The older brother was bold and unrestrained, while the younger brother was calm and reserved. Each had their own merits.
The other two were Chen Xiuxiu's eldest brother and third brother. They were called Chen Tong and Chen Da.
Because they only knew how to practice martial arts and were inseparable all day long, the surrounding youths gave them the title of "Outstanding Duo of Tong Da" based on the brothers' names. They were also somewhat famous.
The last two were about the same age as Luo Ping. They were Luo Mingzhen's children. The young man was called Luo Yunfeng. At the age of twelve, he was already at the peak of the supreme Martial Warrior realm. His cultivation speed was comparable to Luo Yunjue's.
The young girl was called Luo Ying. She was the youngest and was only at the early stage of the supreme Martial Warrior realm.
Eleven relatives gathered together, chatting and laughing wittily.
"By the way, Luo of cousin Ping, I heard that you crippled Zhang Jucai and killed Zhang Juyin. His father wants you to pay with your life."
After chatting for a while, Zhao Jiangtao suddenly asked.
"That's right. That old man is too unreasonable. His son committed all kinds of crimes and was killed by Cousin Ping because of his lack of skills. He still has the nerve to say that a life for a life. In my opinion, he should be hung up and beaten up."
Before Luo Ping could answer, Chen Xiuxiu spoke first.
Luo Ping waited for her to finish speaking before saying, "Luo Ping can rest assured, cousin Jiangtao. He can't do anything to me. I will be careful."
"That's good. If there are any problems, just tell me. My father's' Goshawk 'army is on standby."
Zhao Jiangtao patted his chest. When his father was mentioned, a sense of pride spontaneously arose.
"Oh my god, Cousin Jiang Tao, you want to completely annihilate the Zhang family. Who doesn't know that Third Uncle's' Goshawk 'Legion is specialized in assassinations, assassinations, and surprise attacks. In terms of terror, it is even above the' Dragon Legion 'in the capital. I don't think it's necessary. "Chen Tong was astonished.
"I'm just mentioning it. It's best if it's not necessary. If the Zhang family doesn't have eyes, there's no harm in using it."
"Thank you cousin Jiangtao for your good intentions. I hope that the Zhang family won't be ungrateful. Alright, the competition is about to start. Everyone should get ready. "
As Luo Ping spoke, he gently turned his head that had been resting on his shoulder. "Cousin Xiuxiu, get ready for the competition. Cousin will support you."
"En, then I'll go over."
Xiuxiu obediently left.
The few people participating in the competition left. The remaining people stayed to watch the competition.
A moment later, after the Marquis and the City Lords were seated, Manager Li walked to the center of the stage. He cleared his throat and said, "Today is the second day of the competition. Yesterday's order was pretty good. I hope it will continue today. Next, the participating cultivators will be automatically divided into groups according to their numbers and go up the stage. Without further ado, let the competition begin. "
The first group of cultivators went up the stage. Chen Tong and Zhao Jiangtao were among them. The two of them used all of their abilities and fought fiercely with their opponents.
Because Zhao Jiangtao was a late-stage Martial Master and his opponent was only an early-stage Martial Master, it didn't take long for him to beat his opponent into a retreat. He could only defend and had no way of fighting back. It was only a matter of time before his opponent was defeated.
Chen Tong was a mid-stage Martial Master, but his opponent was a late-stage Martial Master. The two of them were currently fighting fiercely. Although they were evenly matched for the time being, anyone with discerning eyes could see that Chen Tong's defeat was only a matter of time.
In the stands, Luo Haoyu and his son were watching attentively. They didn't say anything.
Time slowly passed. "Dang!" Zhao Jiangtao easily knocked his opponent's sword out of his hand. Zhao Jiangtao stopped attacking and cupped his fists towards his opponent, saying, "Thank you for letting me win."
His opponent knew that there was a great disparity in strength, so he automatically admitted defeat and walked down the stage. Zhao Jiangtao happily returned to Luo Ping's side and continued to watch the competition.
After dozens of rounds, Chen Tong was easily defeated by his opponent. Shaking his head helplessly, Chen Tong could only return to the side of the stage.
"Cousin Chen Tong, victory and defeat are common. Don't take it to heart. Be happy."
Luo Ping saw Chen Tong's worried face and comforted him.
"That's right. It's not a big deal. Take it easy."
"Sometimes, failure isn't due to a lack of strength, but rather, bad luck. We believe in your strength."
The others also tried to persuade him.
Chen Tong also thought it through and a smile bloomed on his face.
The first batch ended quickly, followed by the second and third batches.
Luo Yunfei also entered the stage in the third batch. He was already a peak Great Martial Warrior, while his opponent was only a mid-stage Great Martial Warrior. There wasn't anything special about him. Therefore, after a few rounds, he easily defeated his opponent and won.
"How was it? I told you, sometimes luck is more important than strength. You don't even need to use your full strength to win."
Zhao Jiangtao felt the same way when he saw Luo Yunfei win.
After Luo Yunfei came over, everyone congratulated him again.
In the fourth batch, Chen Da entered the stage. He only had the strength of a mid-stage Great Martial Warrior. He thought that he would be able to meet an early stage opponent and take advantage of the situation. However, after entering the stage, he was stunned when he saw the appearance of his opponent. He knew that the heavens were not protecting him this time.
"What's wrong, little doll? Are you afraid? If you're afraid, then admit defeat. Uncle doesn't bully children. "
A thick and hoarse voice came from the opposite side. A burly man about 40 years old, two meters tall, was trying hard to squeeze out a harmless expression. It was fine if he didn't squeeze, but when he squeezed, it made Chen Da tremble.
"You're already so old. How can you still participate? Did you bribe the registration officer? I'm going to report you, "Chen Da said righteously.
When the burly man heard this, he was not angry. Instead, he explained, "Little doll, don't look at uncle's old face. In fact, uncle is only 28 years old this year. It's just that I grew a little too fast, hehe."
"Moreover, after uncle reached the peak of a Great Martial Warrior, it was difficult for uncle to advance any further. I've been stuck there for more than ten years. You're not my opponent. However, uncle's motto has always been to 'win people over with virtue'. Therefore, little doll, you should admit defeat voluntarily. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I'll accidentally injure you when I make a move. "
"My God, why did I encounter such a situation? No, I must go gamble tonight. Who knows, maybe I'll make a fortune."
What made the burly man depressed was that the young man opposite him ignored his words and muttered to himself.
"Hey, little doll, did you hear that? Do you admit defeat?" The burly man raised his voice this time.
"Ah, oh, there are so many people watching. It's so embarrassing to admit defeat. Uncle, how about this? Let's have a few simple moves, then I'll admit defeat, okay?"
Chen Da was young but mischievous. He lowered his voice and said to the burly man with a charming smile.
This time, it was the burly man's turn to be dumbfounded. It was really, "There are weirdos everywhere. This year, it's my turn."
"Okay, I promise you. Let's begin. The audience is probably waiting anxiously."
As the burly man spoke, he struck a pose that he thought was beautiful.
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