I called out to Tazi and pulled him in, intending to squeeze inside. I wanted to use the drill skills I had during the concert. Just as I was squeezing hard, a female voice sounded in my ear. Why are you squeezing?"
I quickly laughed and apologized,"I'm sorry, there are too many people. Everyone wants to look inside."”
Ta Zi thought to himself, Why do you make it sound like it's someone else's fault?”
Immediately, two bodyguards who looked like the girl stood up. The girl said,"You're not a commoner?"
This was because the commoners had another viewing area. Only those who had registered or joined the guild, as well as the poets, would appear here.
"I'm a poet," I laughed.”
The girl said disdainfully," Poet, don't stand there. You can still tell the story with your mouth."”
I knew he was mocking me, so I continued,"That's right! It was already exciting without seeing it, but wouldn't it be even more exciting if he could see it? Unlike some people who had mouths but couldn't say anything.”
The girl was stunned for a moment and knew that I was scolding her. Although her face was a little red from anger, she didn't know how to respond.
"Humph! We'll see." After saying this, I led the bodyguards away. The two of them did not forget to give me a cold look before they left.
I said to the tower,"So Odin also has white eyes."”
After saying that, he brought Ta Zi and began to drill. Ta Zi quickly asked,"Why did you drill again? Didn't he just apologize? I thought you would change."
I used the tone of a teacher speaking to a student."When I make a mistake, I will accept the criticism of others with an open mind, but I will never change!”
"You." Ta Zi was speechless, wondering why he was following a strange person.
However, even if he said it, it still depended on the situation, right? This kind of small matter could add some fun!
It wasn't easy for me to squeeze into the arena where I could see the contestants. Most of the people nearby had registered to watch the opponents that might be drawn later. There were many arenas in progress. The preliminary test seemed to pass very quickly. When I was looking around, I heard the familiar number twenty-three…
"Number twenty-three!"
"Here…here!" I quickly ran towards the arena.
I took out my number tag and walked onto the stage. My opponent looked like a swordsman.
The referee said in a formal manner,"Sign up and take out your badge."”
I took out a red card and said,"Maple."”
The other party took out a purple card and said,"Doak."”
When my opponent and the people below the stage saw me get a red card, they became restless.
"Red card?" Doak thought. Isn't this a sure win?"
"Red label? He hadn't seen a red label after looking at it for so long.”The audience was in a heated discussion.
The referee also carefully walked closer to take a look and heaved a sigh of relief."Maple, red label, poet; Doak, purple label, swordsman.”
The referee heaved a sigh of relief because of the destructive power of the red label. It was not something he could withstand on the stage. He did not want to be bedridden for a few days after being a referee.
When everyone heard the word poet, they all cursed. Even Doak looked like he was in danger. I vaguely heard that he was a liar. What the hell…I didn't say that I was a swordsman. Who could I blame for lying to myself?
I could only give him a bitter smile in the direction of the tower.
However, there were still people who were still interested in me. It was the poets who heard that I was a red-marked poet, because the most impressive of them was the black-marked one. There were not many who came with the red-marked one.
At this moment, I didn't care much. I didn't know what level my martial arts skill was at, but I didn't know if I could successfully pass against someone with a purple stamp.
As he was thinking, the referee's voice rang out.
Doak seemed to want to end this farce as soon as possible. He quickly rushed towards me. His sword wasn't thick, but it was light. It seemed that his focus wasn't on destructive power or defense, but on skill.
After learning about his characteristics, I used small round footwork to dodge his sword strikes. He was always a little off. It wasn't that I deliberately dodged by a hair's breadth, but I was really just a little off. I stepped on the small circle and circled around the test field, looking for his flaws. Fortunately, the speed of the purple marked badge was not much faster than mine. Besides, with his lousy weapon, it shouldn't be much of a problem if he cut me, right?
After dodging Doak for some distance, I began to think about the Tai Chi that Xiao Xi taught me.”Single whip." At this moment, I saw Doak's eyes flicker. After a while, he stabbed me again. The moment he stabbed, I turned to the left to avoid his sword. My right hand pushed him slightly to the left. Doak seemed to have lost his balance and rolled in the direction I pushed him. However, he didn't seem to be injured. He got up and rushed towards me. Then, he slashed fiercely. I dodged to the side by a slight margin again. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it in my direction. Just as his body leaned forward... I'll use a fixed-point attack to hit his chest!
At this moment, even I was confused. Doak flew straight out. Although Doak immediately stood up after he flew out, he spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt down again. His sword could only be used as a support tool.
The audience was silent. No one expected this Red Mark Poet to have such ability. Could it be that he was also a Red Mark Boxer?
Because I didn't use a weapon, everyone thought that I was a boxer who relied on my fists to conquer the world!
After a long time, Doak managed to squeeze out a sentence,""I didn't expect you to be so proficient in Tai Chi. What's your relationship with Xi Youyu?”
I was very surprised that Doak knew this was Tai Chi, but it seemed that I wasn't the only one who was surprised. After Doak mentioned it, the audience was also surprised that I knew Tai Chi."It seems that Xiao Xi is quite famous for his Taiji.”
After the referee concluded that Doak was unable to continue the competition, I won this round in a miraculous way.
After getting off the stage, Tazi smiled bitterly at me. I didn't expect brother to be so powerful, and you're even barehanded!
I stuck out my tongue and said,"I was lucky too."”
Then I asked Ta Zi about Xiao Xi and found out that Xiao Xi was quite famous in the Northern Region. With his Tai Chi, he joined the hunting team and successfully surrounded magical beasts no less than 20 times. He even had dozens of disciples and the number of people in his family had already exceeded 100. When I asked about Xiao Xi's rank, even Ta Zi was not sure. Xiao Xi seemed to be very mysterious.
After the match, the people around me also became polite to me. After all, Yuu still had some influence here.
In the following matches, I was very lucky to encounter opponents with purple badges. My attacks were very messy, but the final victory was definitely the exact same palm strike. Although many people tried their best to defend against it, in the end, I would always be able to hit that palm strike. This was because I didn't have any so-called moves, which was quite consistent with Tai Chi. This was because I was always flustered in battle. Of course, I had to adapt to the situation, but the results were almost the same. Although I didn't die, I would be lying in bed for dozens of days.
After winning six matches, we entered the semi-finals. Most of the more prestigious players were seeded players and weren't in the preliminaries. I had no choice but to wear the breastplate and protective gear I bought, and I pinned Asak around my waist.
The others began to guess again.
"Is that kid not a boxer? An assassin?"
"He didn't put on his armor just now…Could it be that he didn't use his full strength?”
There were many guesses…
I thought helplessly, Didn't I say I was a poet from the beginning? Did everyone understand?"
Tower, on the other hand, didn't say a word to me. After the first match, he realized that I was getting weirder and weirder. A series of surprises made him still unable to recover from his shock. After all, it didn't seem like a poet could win against a swordsman or warrior, right? It was one thing to be lucky in the first match, but who would be so lucky as to win six matches in a row?
"Number twenty-three!"
My number was called again. I walked up to the stage under everyone's puzzled gazes. Everyone was puzzled as to why I was wearing armor and seemed to have a weapon at my waist.
I took out the red badge again and said,"Maple, poet."”
The other person also took out a black badge and said,"Jimmy, Warrior.”
The moment he finished speaking, I pulled out Asak from my waist and shook it a few times, restoring it to its original appearance.
Many people exclaimed,"Asak!"”
The poets were extremely excited because this was a big story! Issac had reappeared!
This was because the previous God of War, Odin, had used the weapon of Isaac!
With the death of the God of War, Asak had disappeared for decades.
On the other side, Jimmy seemed to be thinking about something absent-mindedly. He suddenly gritted his teeth and turned to the referee."This competition…I forfeit."
Not only was the audience surprised, I almost shouted out loud as well.
Was this Asak really that fierce? Why didn't I notice it after using it for so long?
Although not all of the owners of Asak were wargods, they were not people that the Black Mark could contend with.
The referee panted heavily as he allowed him to forfeit. He thought to himself,"I also want to forfeit and become a referee."
After getting off the stage, I was in a daze for a while before calling my number again.
After I finished reading the routine, I took a closer look. Wasn't the person opposite me one of the bodyguards next to the woman I squeezed into earlier?
He recalled that he was also a Swordsman with a black badge, but this time, he did not seem to have any intention of forfeiting…
Seeing him pull out his twin blades, I felt that this competition seemed to have reached a dead end…
I had no choice but to use magic. I immediately chanted the ancient incantation in my mind. Ishak spun a few times above my head, and the Absolute Force Field was formed.
Although everyone could feel the magical wave, it didn't take shape. Everyone began to guess that it was a support spell.
Other than me, the other party also cast Blessing of the Wind to increase the lightness of his weapon.
Without saying much, I approached him and stabbed him in a series of ways.
I think the other party also realized that his body had become very heavy. Thirty times gravity was no joke!
The people outside the arena couldn't understand what was going on. They only saw that my speed had clearly slowed down as I approached the other party.
They didn't know that the other party was feeling so depressed. The swordsman said in his heart,"How strange. I've never encountered such a thing before!”
However, even though I had activated my force field, what made me unhappy was that there was no difference in our speed. The other party was only a little slower than me. Although it was not a problem for me to dodge his attacks, he seemed to be able to block my attacks.
At this moment, a delicate voice came from below the stage. Hurry up and get that kid off the stage!"
I looked towards the voice. It was fine if I didn't look. When I saw that girl, my heart was filled with fire. Wasn't that the girl I met before the competition?
I coldly snorted and changed my stab into an attack with the Infinity Mark. How could a light sword block these waves of direct attacks?
It would be a different story if he was a swordsman with a red badge and knew how to fight…
There were already many wounds on Aytes 'body. Although I didn't hit him directly, the strong wind that swept past him had cut through his clothes and skin. Unfortunately, I couldn't cut through his armor.
I maintained an effective distance with my spear. As soon as he got close, I immediately retreated a little and surrounded him with endless attacks.
I thought to myself,'It's time to end it. A prolonged battle will inevitably reveal some flaws.”
After thinking about it, he followed up with an infinite arc, adding speed and strength before sweeping at Edith!
However, I was using the body of a gun. If I used the blade of a gun…he would probably have died just now.
Even though Edith blocked the attack and was sent flying, he didn't have any external injuries after he fell to the ground. However, his internal organs were in turmoil.
The girl's voice sounded again," Don't admit defeat!”
I glared at the girl and said,"You're not the one fighting, why are you shouting? If you have the ability, fight with me and don't admit defeat! You only know how to move that dog's mouth."
I ignored what she was saying and said to Edith,"Ignore her."
"I'm loyal to her family. The spirit of chivalry does not allow me to violate it!"”
I said,"This is just a competition, not a fight. There's no need!" Besides, as you said, you are loyal to the family, not her!”
Edith was stunned for a moment before admitting defeat to the referee. After he left the stage, he could not help but suffer a series of punches, kicks, and verbal abuse from the girl. However, Edith knew very well that he had survived. If the girl had wanted to rush up, he would not have been able to move. Edith kept thinking about the origin of this poet.
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