" Really?!"
The girl's shock disturbed many students around her.
"Why are you so loud?"
Fang Yun 'er pulled her best friend away." Don't tell anyone.”
"This... Why?"
"He probably doesn't want others to know either. Besides, I keep feeling that there's a shady guy hiding in our class.”
In the martial world, only those who always hid their trump cards could survive until the end.
He didn't laugh happily in the early stages. He only won when he laughed until the later stages.
"Now that you mention it, I feel that Liu Wenhu from our class seems to be hiding too.”
As the two best friends chatted, more and more students came to the field.
Even the juniors of the first and second years came to join in the fun.
"Do you think Senior Fang can get first place?”
"Of course. I'm a complete Emei fan.”
"I think so too. Senior Fang Yun 'er will definitely get first place.”
A group of second-year juniors were gathered together and chatting. They did not notice that they were blocking the only way into the sports field.
"Excuse me, please make way."
Xu Chen 'an was wearing loose clothes today. His hair had not been cut for a long time, so no one could see what he looked like.
The second-year junior quickly gave way.
"Hiss!"
Among the second-year juniors, a slightly shorter junior saw Xu Chenan's face.
"What are you doing? He's a senior in high school. If he has a bad temper, he'll hit you.”
"Didn't you see? That senior! Super handsome."
"Don't be infatuated. Let's go in quickly.”
The playground of White Sword High School was very big, more than six thousand square meters.
The ten arenas were arranged in the middle of the field.
Apart from a few students who were already prepared to become Lifestyle players, almost everyone had participated in the Year Three Martial Arts Competition.
A total of 1,260 people participated in the competition, competing for the top three.
"Big Brother An, over here."
Shanbu had already run to the field to reserve a seat.
"He's here."
Xu Zhenan found a rope from his pocket and tied his hair up.
"Why do I feel like you're getting more and more handsome?”
Shanbu could clearly see that his best friend was much more handsome than before, and his temperament was also better than before.
"Haha, you just realized."
His fist hit Fatty's arm." No, didn't you say that you wanted to be a Lifestyle player? Why are you participating in the competition?”
"I don't want to admit defeat."
Shanbu said in a low voice after a moment of silence.
"Alright, I'll support you."
A man could lose, but he could not admit defeat!
Since his best friend had this realization, Xu Chen 'an naturally fully supported him. Then, he said softly,"Do you practice any mental cultivation techniques?"
"No, I only know a few tricks. I want to go up and try.”
Shan Bu's family was not in a good situation, so he naturally did not have any points or mental cultivation methods to give him.
" That's good. Do you trust your brother?"
Xu Chen 'an thought of something. If he remembered correctly, Shaolin's Yijin Jing could cleanse one's bones and marrow.
"You're talking nonsense. You're my only thigh. If I don't believe you, who else can I believe?”
Shanbu smiled.
"Then think of a way to pay your respects to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.”
Xu Zhenan paid attention to the gazes of the students around him to prevent a second person from hearing what he said."Where can I find a martial art called Tendon Changing Classic? It can improve one's root bone and cultivate top-notch internal strength.”
"Woo!"
"Are you stupid? There are so many people here.”
He let go of Fatty.
"Big Brother An, really?" Fatty sighed.
"Nonsense, when have I ever lied to you? It's just that it takes too long to train to become a peerless expert.”
In fact, if Xu Zhenan's Innate Ability wasn't good enough, he would also choose this path.
At worst, he would just stay in Shaolin Temple and reappear fifty years later, becoming the current Big Boss of the sweeping monk.
However, why would he need Yijin Jing when his bones were full?
If one cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Technique and the Instant Sword Technique, one would be able to possess the strength that one would need to cultivate the Tendon Changing Classic for fifty years in ten years.
At this moment, the field broadcast suddenly remembered,"Students who have signed up for the competition, please pay attention to the battery level of your mobile phone."”
"Our match is about to begin. If you make a mistake in your playing time, it will be treated as a forfeit. Please be careful.”
The originally lively field was now in an uproar.
Everyone was looking forward to the start of the martial arts tournament.
The live broadcast drones took off, and more than a dozen drones were responsible for recording all aspects of the martial arts tournament.
When it was nine o'clock, all the leaders 'speeches ended at this time.
The host walked out of the crowd." According to the tradition of our White Sword High School, if someone wants to guard the arena now, it's fine!"”
"Maybe our Year One juniors don't know what it means to be a guard. Let me introduce you here.”
"That third-year student is confident.”
"As long as you complete the guard, not only will you receive the first place reward, you will also receive 10,000 points as a reward for successfully guarding the ring!”
"If you have any ideas, you can contact our teacher backstage.”
"Now, please allow me to announce that the first round of the '10-person martial arts competition and 9-person elimination competition' begins now.”
The students who participated in the competition looked at their phones.
"Big Brother An, I'm going now."
Fatty was very lucky. It was his turn in the first round.
"Okay, be careful."
Shan Bu's arena was the ninth arena.
"Liu Wenhu."
Xu Chen 'an looked at the muscular student in the ninth ring.
He was Liu Wenhu, the one who had crippled Shu Fenglin of Class 10 in the Integrated Martial Arts World some time ago.
Shan Bu saw Liu Wenhu on Stage 9 and gulped.
He wanted to surrender, but when he thought of the 'I don't want to lose!'
His expression changed. He definitely couldn't embarrass himself in front of Big Brother An. At most, he would be severely injured by him.
Ten people competition, nine people elimination competition.
The meaning was obvious. Ten people would fight randomly, and the last person standing would advance.
On the arena.
Liu Wenhu was so arrogant that he twisted his neck and made cracking sounds, putting a lot of pressure on the other players around him.
"You bunch of trash, you better come at me together and let me have a good time!”
"Ah!"
In a society where martial arts were highly respected, people like Liu Wenhu were very popular among women.
"Wow, so handsome and domineering."
"Ah, I'm going to die. You're too manly!”
"Senior Wen Hu from the ninth ring is so fierce.'Ahhhh!"
The cheers of the fangirls and Liu Wenhu's love.
He could not wait for everyone to shout his name.
Xu Chen 'an didn't care about the noise around him.
According to the normal procedure of the Grand Meeting, even if he won the championship in the end, he would only be able to get 16 spots. He was still far from getting 100!
So, he walked backstage.
Guard the arena!
Fight a thousand of them!
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