When Wang He announced the start of the competition, a muscular middle-aged man in armor holding a long Guan Dao jumped up from the platform and made a muffled sound." If no one comes first, I'll make a fool of myself.
The figure jumped onto the stage and shouted. "Alright, I'll fight you!"
Just as he stood on the high platform, a loud shout came from below. A young general holding a huge sword rushed out of the formation and jumped onto the high platform.
The middle-aged man who was the first to jump onto the high platform guarded his luggage.
"I'm Li Fei. Please enlighten me.”The young man returned the greeting with cupped hands.
They looked at each other and suddenly rushed towards each other in tacit understanding. Wang Meng held the big knife and slashed towards Li Fei's face with a heavy force. When Li Fei saw this, he quickly dodged to the side and used his big sword to slash at Wang Meng. Wang Meng quickly changed his move and dodged Li Fei's attack with an iron bridge. Wang Meng used the handle of the knife to tap on the ground and rolled towards Li Fei. The big knife in his hand also kept spinning with him, attacking Li Fei like a top. Seeing this, Li Fei kept using the huge sword in his hand to block. For a moment, the sound of weapons colliding continuously rang out in the arena. Just like this, they exchanged 50 to 60 rounds of attacks.
Wang Meng seized a flaw in Li Fei's attack and used a sharp sweep to send Li Fei flying to the edge of the arena before he could react. In the end, Wang Meng won with his experience.
"Thank you, thank you." Wang Meng said humbly to Li Fei, who had fallen off the stage. Li Fei waved his hand. He was not as good as him. Li Fei returned to his original position with a depressed expression.
After the first match ended, there were many more matches in succession. For a time, the sound of weapons colliding could be heard in the military camp. Zhao Chen observed carefully from below and realized that very few people used True Qi. Most people used their physical strength to fight in close combat. Even if there were a few who used True Qi, they did not display much of their strength because they were not strong enough. They were even inferior to those who cultivated outer sect martial arts. Moreover, most of the people's martial arts realm was not high. At most, they were at the Houtian third or fourth stage. None of them were at the peak of the Houtian realm.
Just as Zhao Chen was deep in thought, a new match began on the stage.'
" Meng Yi, Meng Yi of the Meng's Army, the future commander of the Golden Fire Cavalry of the Empire, and his brother Meng Tian. I didn't expect him to be here and participate in the competition. I have to take a good look at his strength, he might be a strong opponent for me. Oh, Meng Yi is here too, Meng Tian is here too, and Li Xin, Zhang Han, and Wang Ben are also here. I can't be careless." Since they have established such great achievements in history, they must have something extraordinary about them. I have to be extra careful.”Zhao Chen thought.
Not only did they observe Meng Yi on the high platform, they saw Meng Yi wearing a bronze armor and wielding a long spear. He stood on the platform with an imposing aura, looking heroic and cool. His face was tough, and his figure was tall and straight. People couldn't help but praise him. What an imposing young man. When faced with his opponent's saber, he didn't dodge, but directly blocked it with his long spear.
" Kengqiang!" He turned the spear in his hand and aimed the tip at his opponent. Then, he stabbed at lightning speed and moved forward. In the end, a white light flashed and the spear stopped in front of his opponent's throat. He was not paying attention and was only a foot away. He displayed his exquisite martial arts and extraordinary control. In the end, his opponent was defeated in less than two rounds. This shocked everyone. Zhao Chen thought to himself, As expected of the future famous general of Qin Country. His martial arts were indeed extraordinary. Meng Yi was a good opponent. The stronger Meng Yi was, the more Zhao Chen's desire to fight with the strong was aroused. This made Zhao Chen look forward to fighting Meng Yi even more.
Time slowly passed. During this period, not only did famous generals like Meng Yi, Meng Tian, and Zhang Han enter the arena, even Zhao Chen himself entered the arena twice. These famous generals easily obtained victory in one or two moves each time without encountering any obstacles.
On the other hand, Zhao Chen had easily defeated his opponent in one move. In his first battle, his opponent was a young general who had won five rounds in a row. He held a long spear in his hand and his moves were exquisite and skilled. The long spear was swung without any flaws. Zhao Chen did not use his weapon either. He just kept swimming around him. He did not lightly touch the opponent's long spear with one hand. Every time he touched his weapon, Zhao Chen's hand would send a strange and powerful spiral rebound force along the tip of his spear. After a few consecutive attacks, he was unable to hold onto his weapon. In addition, he had concealed his movements, so only a few people could see through him. In the end, he took advantage of the moment when Zhao Chen was the first to reveal his weakness and grabbed his weapon with one hand. With a sudden twist and press, he turned the tables. The weapon in his hand was in Zhao Chen's hand, and then he pressed it against Zhao Chen's neck. This action was completed very quickly without anyone noticing. This made Meng Yi and the others 'expressions turn serious. They were all experts. Of course, they understood the difficulty of doing so. If they used weapons, they could easily win, but it was not possible to use their bare hands.
This meant that his martial arts and martial arts were above theirs. This made their eyes burn with flames. They were looking forward to fighting him. When Zhao Chen got off the stage and saw their gazes, not only did he laugh, but he also used his eyes to send a message that he was looking forward to fighting with them. For a moment, they actually felt that they were able to appreciate each other.
In the second round, Zhao Chen still did not use any weapons. He only used his bare hands to fight. He grabbed his opponent's weapon with one hand and kicked his opponent off the stage with a whip kick. He easily won again. Finally, after lunch, they had a few rounds of competition, but none of them posed any obstacles to them. They easily advanced to the finals. The competition lasted until evening, and the final twenty people would be determined tomorrow. Meng Yi and Zhao Chen were among them.
In the morning, the champion would be decided. At noon, there would be a battle between the commanders. No one would lead 20 people, and the final champion would be the commander of the new army.
Zhao Chen and the others returned to their tents after they were dismissed. They discussed with their subordinates, Wang Fei, Huang Jie, and the others about the battle tomorrow afternoon. They had to fight, so they had to make preparations first. At this moment, the other participants in the camp were also discussing tomorrow's strategy. For a moment, the lights in the camp were lit up. They knew that the night ban was over, so they went to bed. They spent a quiet night until dawn.
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