"Brother Yun Tiantang's match wasn't worth watching at all."
"That's right, it was completely one-sided. If Cousin Yun Tiantang hadn't held back, that beginner Martial Master kid would have already lost."
Luo Yunfeng and Zhao Jiangtao echoed each other.
"However, the situation in the opposite arena isn't looking good!"
"That kid again? Why is it that the girls from our Luo Clan have to meet him? How unlucky. "
"If he's as merciless to Cousin Yunpei like last time, then Cousin Ping, you can cripple him in the Elimination Competition as well."
"No way, Cousin Jiang Bo, I'm not a professional 'root out'. If I do this too often, I'll get addicted."
"Haha!"
In the opposite arena, Luo Yunpei was sweating profusely. She had a serious expression on her face. She could only passively defend against her opponent's attacks. However, with her stubborn personality, she didn't want to admit defeat immediately.
Moreover, the person in front of her had spoken frivolously to her. This had already caused her to be filled with anger. She tried to seize the opportunity to injure him, but it was all in vain.
"Hehe, little girl, you don't have any strength left. Just admit defeat obediently and come home with me to be my concubine."
"Bah, despicable and shameless. You'd better go back and look in the mirror."
"Damn, why does this sound so familiar? Right, that little girl also said the same thing. "
Once he thought of Chen Xiuxiu, he immediately thought of Luo Ping. An inexplicable anger rose in the young man's heart. He became furious as if he had gone crazy.
"Ninefold Divine Force Sword Technique — Double Divine Force!"
Using his special skill, the young man mercilessly slashed his sword at his opponent. Luo Yunpei was already exhausted and didn't have any strength left to resist. She could only raise her sword and barely block it.
'Dang!'
"Ah!"
Luo Yunpei was immediately sent flying by the force of the impact, flying straight towards Luo Ping.
Without hesitation, Luo Ping immediately used his movement technique to the extreme. The moment his opponent was about to fall, he caught her firmly and avoided the danger of serious injuries.
"Luo Ping? Cough cough. "
"You again?"
The half-naked youth also saw Luo Ping below the stage and said in surprise.
"That's right, it's me again. Unfortunately, the person you injured is also my family."
These were the last words Luo Yunpei heard before she fainted. Then, Luo Gang rushed over and carried her back to the county yamen.
Since Luo Yunjue had already participated in the tournament three times, he could only be responsible for the county's security and military affairs this year. Luo Qiang, on the other hand, was only eighteen years old and had already advanced to the peak of the supreme warrior level. He simply did not have the face to participate in the tournament.
"How unlucky. No wonder we speak the same way. I hope I won't meet your family again. They're all so weak."
"Well said. I hope you can still be so arrogant after our 'elimination match.'"
After Luo Ping finished speaking, he no longer paid any attention to this person and turned to leave.
"Tsk."
The half-naked young man revealed a look of disdain.
"Cousin Jiang Bo, I think your suggestion is very good. You can't be soft-hearted when dealing with such people. You can only use violence to curb violence."
"Brilliant!"
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After a few days of competition, the preliminary matches between the warriors had all ended. After another two days of revival matches for the losers, it was finally the day of the semi-finals.
At this time, the remaining warriors in the arena were basically all the victors. The defeated warriors had all left, perhaps because they did not want to feel sad in their hearts.
It did not take long for the spectator stands to be filled with the various city lords and marquises.
Manager Li walked up to the high platform and looked at the martial artists below who were full of fighting spirit and passion. He then opened his mouth and said, "After five days of selection, you have successfully passed the preliminary round and the revival round. Next, we will draw lots again to select your numbers and proceed to the semifinals. The semifinals may take up to a dozen rounds at most until the final twenty powerhouses are decided. After every semi-final, we will draw lots again. I hope everyone will not forget. Alright, let's begin the drawing of lots. "
After nearly four hours, the drawing of lots was completed and all the warriors gathered again.
Manager Li explained again, "The semi-finals will still be in pairs. Those who are not qualified will automatically advance to the next round. After the final round, if there are less than twenty winners, then the losers in the finals can continue to compete until there are twenty people. Now, the semi-finals will begin. "
Following Manager Li's order, the first batch of warriors of the four ranks began to go up on the platform and began a wonderful battle.
"Number 69, it seems that the next batch will be going up." Looking at the bamboo stick in his hand, Luo Ping said leisurely.
In less than an hour, the first batch of warriors finished their matches and the second batch went up.
After Luo Ping went up on the platform, he saw his opponent and could not help but be slightly stunned.
It was actually a young girl. She was about eleven or twelve years old and looked younger than him. Her skin was whiter than snow and looked delicate. Wrapped in a tight suit, she was exquisite, outlining her petite and perfect figure.
Luo Ping could not help but smile bitterly. He might have to destroy her today.
"Qiu Li, peak Martial Warrior, please advise me."
Simple and straightforward, the young girl's voice was like spring water, trickling and gentle. It made people feel sweet and mellow at first, but when they savored it, they felt that the sky was broad and the clouds were clear, making people feel relaxed.
"Luo Ping, peak Martial Warrior, please advise me."
Seeing that the other party was so polite, Luo Ping did not want to lose face and returned the greeting.
"Please."
After the young girl finished speaking, she unsheathed her "Mandarin Duck Twin Sabers" and rushed forward. Under the two sabers' continuous strikes, there were no openings and no openings.
Seeing this, Luo Ping unsheathed his "Chasing Sun" treasure sword and began to use his swordsmanship to deal with the enemy.
"'Bright Moon Six Strikes', the first strike — — 'Bright Moonlight Before the Bed, Misty Frost on the Ground'."
The young girl shouted and unleashed her ultimate saber technique, attacking Luo Ping's two vital points at the same time, not giving her opponent any chance to survive.
Seeing this, Luo Ping used his movement technique and dodged to the side. Then, he used his sword to block the short saber that was attacking his lower body.
With a "Dang" sound, he deflected the short saber and his upper body also avoided the attack.
"'Bright Moon Six Strikes', the second strike — — 'Bright Moon Rises from the Heavenly Mountain, Between the Boundless Sea of Clouds'.
The young girl did not stop and used the second strike. Luo Ping easily broke through the saber attack again. Moreover, he only defended and did not attack.
Seeing this, the young girl could only attack again. Using the "Bright Moon Six Strikes", she still could not do anything to her opponent.
At this moment, the young girl realized that her opponent was not simple. In the past, relying on the "Bright Moon Six Strikes" was always successful. Under her fierce, swift, and unrelenting attacks, it was difficult for her opponent to last more than a few rounds.
She did not expect that even after using all six strikes, she would still be unable to do anything to her opponent. Not only was his movement technique flexible, he came and went as he pleased, his strength was astonishing, and his endurance was long lasting.
With a "Peng" sound, the young girl threw the "Mandarin Duck Twin Sabers" to the edge of the arena. Then, she pulled out a soft sword from her waist belt.
"This soft sword is called 'Ling Yu'. It kills one out of twenty and injures over a hundred."
The young girl reminded him, her voice full of pride. Hearing this, Luo Ping was also surprised. How old was this young girl? To have such a battle record, this girl's identity was worth thinking about.
However, for the current him, the young girl in front of him was no longer a threat. If it were not for the fact that he wanted to practice his sword technique and take care of his opponent's face, he would have already defeated her.
"Thank you for the reminder. Let's begin!"
The young girl's soft sword trembled, making a "shua shua" sound. Then, she attacked in a horizontal arc. Seeing this, Luo Ping used his movement technique to dodge again. Before he could stop, he found that the soft sword once again attacked in a strange arc. He could only continue to dodge.
However, the soft sword's trajectory was too difficult to predict. Although he relied on his movement technique to dodge, his arm was still cut. Feeling a burst of pain, Luo Ping used his movement technique to the limit and escaped from the attack range.
"Another first-rate weapon? Are they all worthless? "
Seeing this, the young girl did not press. Instead, she stopped and looked at her opponent expressionlessly.
Luo Ping glanced at the wound. It was not too deep, so he did not care. Instead, he coldly looked at his opponent.
"Your flexible sword is indeed strange and hard to block, and it changes unpredictably. However, I am also going to make my move. You have to be careful. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Ping used his "Floating Smoke Technique" to the limit and rushed toward his opponent. At the same time, he waved the sword in his hand and used the "Sky Light Cloud Shadow" sword technique's second move, "Sword Light Blood Shadow", which had increased his success rate by a lot.
The sword light flashed, emitting a dazzling light. The sword shadow filled the surroundings, sealing the space around it.
Once this move was used, all of the young girl's paths of retreat were sealed. She could only use force to resist. However, the sword light was too dazzling. She could not see the opponent's figure clearly. How could she resist? Helpless, she could only pick up the soft sword and casually attack.
"Dang", the soft sword's hilt was hit and fell to the ground. Then, she felt a chill on her neck. The young girl was not stupid. She naturally knew what was going on and stood there motionlessly.
The sword light disappeared and the sword shadow retreated, revealing the scene inside. The young girl stood there quietly. Luo Ping held the sword in his hand, the blade of the sword pressed against the young girl's neck.
"I lost."
The young girl finally opened her mouth, her voice filled with sorrow.
Taking away his sword, Luo Ping faintly said, "Excuse me," and took the lead to leave the ring.
As for the young girl, she stood in the arena, looking at her opponent. Her expression changed several times, and it was unknown what she was thinking. Only after a long time did she leave.
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After four days, the first semi-final round finally ended. Except for Luo Ping, Zhao Jiangbo, Luo Yunfei, and Luo Yunfeng all won and entered the second semi-final round.
On the eighth day, all the semi-finals had ended. The four of them had won without any surprise and entered the finals.
As for entering the finals, Luo Ping wasn't worried at all. With his current strength, as long as he didn't meet a martial artist who was more abnormal than him, getting first place in the Martial Warrior category would be a piece of cake.
He didn't care about the upcoming finals. Right now, he was already looking forward to the 'qualifying match' with Lei Feng. It was already the eve of the finals, so their match should begin.
Because there was only half a day left for the semi-finals, the two of them set the time for their match at a quarter in the afternoon.
The martial artists and onlookers who had already heard the news had already surrounded the arena, waiting for the two of them to appear.
Just as they arrived at a quarter in the afternoon, Luo Ping arrived outside the arena and stood beside her. Chen Xiuxiu, who had almost recovered from her injuries, insisted on coming to watch the match. She wanted to see the appearance of Lei Feng being beaten up with her own eyes.
On the opposite side, Lei Feng also arrived early. He was accompanied by several attendants. It seemed that he wasn't an ordinary person.
When the two of them met, the smell of gunpowder filled the air. Chen Xiuxiu waved her fist in a show of force, then turned her head away with a face full of disgust.
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