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The day for the competition in Bailiantang is getting closer and closer. Other disciples also know about the competition, but they are all told that they will not be allowed to participate in the competition this year, but they can only watch it when the time comes. All the disciples feel very discouraged.
Thinking about it, I feel relieved. They have only been in Luoxia Valley for three years. Compared with the disciples who have been training for six or seven years, the gap between them can be imagined.
In this competition, all previous disciples from Bailian Hall will participate. There are sixty or seventy people in total. Some are four or five years old, some are in their first year, and there are disciples ranging from fifteen or sixteen years old to around twenty.
It is really difficult to achieve good results in the competition.
Finally, the day of the competition arrived, and a young man in a green shirt took Xiao Fengming and others to a large valley.
This valley is very vast. There are ten high platforms in the valley, each of which is several feet wide.
At this time, there were already groups of disciples in the valley, gathering in waves from the east and west, talking to each other.
Surrounded by young men wearing green shirts and brown gowns, Xiao Fengming had never seen them before. They must be disciples maintaining order.
The disciples gathered together in the middle of the valley should all be participating in this competition.
When we arrived at Desi, there were already more than twenty people on the high platform in the middle, and the master, Hall Master Zhang, was also sitting among them.
At this time, Elder Wang, who was in charge of the selection of new disciples, came to the stage and said: "The disciples who participated in the competition this time will all go to the stage here to receive their number plates. In the future, they will compete based on their number plates."
His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.
Xiao Fengming saw that all the disciples who participated in the competition walked up to the high platform one after another. When they came down, they all held a bamboo sign with a number written on it in their hands.
So, under the surprised gazes of all the disciples, he followed the competing disciples and walked onto the high platform.
It was probably Hall Master Zhang who informed the person of the number plate, so he wasn't surprised at Xiao Fengming's arrival. Xiao Fengming walked back to where he originally stood holding a sign with the number forty-five written on one side and his name on the other.
Duan Meng and others were very surprised to see Xiao Fengming actually want to participate in the competition, but seeing Xiao Fengming's calm look, they didn't bother him.
Elder Wang saw that all the disciples had received their number plates, and then said: "Disciples who have received their number plates, please note that disciples with numbers 1 to 8 should go to platform 1; disciples with numbers 9 to 16 should go to platform 2, and disciples with numbers 17 should go to platform 2. No. 24 to high platform No. 3, and so on. Finally, No. 57 to No. 62 to high platform No. 8. Four disciples from each high platform will be selected to participate in the next round of competition."
After hearing this, all the disciples lowered their heads to confirm the number plates in their hands again, thinking about the high platform they were going to, and at the same time paying attention to the powerful opponents they might encounter so that they could be prepared in advance.
Elder Wang continued: "Each disciple on the high platform will compete against each other based on the smallest number and the largest number, the next smallest number and the next largest number, and so on. The four winning people will compete against each other again, and the winning two will automatically advance. If they fail, they will compete against each other. The four people in the group also competed against each other, and the two who won and the two who failed in the winner group competed against each other again, and the two who won advanced. If you don't understand, you can go to each high platform and ask the host, they will have their own arrangements. Okay Now, you all go to your own high platform."
Xiao Fengming took the number plate. His number plate was No. 45. After thinking about it secretly, he came to the high platform marked with six characters. At this time, a young man in brown clothes was standing on the high platform. above.
At this time, Duan Meng and a dozen disciples who came with him came to the high platform where he was, shouting to cheer him up.
When the young man in brown shirt saw that eight people had arrived under the high platform, he said: "The competition between the same students will end as soon as the point is reached. Don't hurt people's lives easily. If you violate it, you will be severely punished. Okay, No. 41 and No. 48 come up to the stage. , No. 42 and No. 47 are ready, and the rest will step aside and wait." After saying that, he stepped aside.
At this time, two people stepped onto the high platform and handed the number plate to the young man in brown shirt. After looking at their number plates, he nodded to them and said, "Now we can officially compete."
The two men bowed to the young man, looked at each other, fisted each other, and then got into stances, one with a knife and the other with a sword. As soon as they came up, they used each other's unique moves and fought together.
Xiao Fengming watched the competition between the two carefully. With just a cup of tea, he could tell the difference between them. Judging from the moves and proficiency of the two, the brother who uses the knife is slightly better, and it won't take long to decide the winner.
Sure enough, within a short time, the disciple with the sword restrained the disciple with the sword and won.
The winner happily bowed to the young man in brown shirt and then got off the platform. The loser bowed with some shame and also jumped off the platform.
At this time, two more people stepped onto the high platform. Both of them used sticks. Xiao Fengming looked at the moves of the two and knew that they were trying to defeat each other ten times with one force, hoping to defeat each other with strength.
In such a fight, both sides consumed their energy very quickly. It didn't take long for the two of them to decide the winner.
Then two more people came up. There was a big difference between them. With only seven or eight moves, the one who used fists and kicks took the opponent's spear away.
Xiao Fengming admired the man who used fists and kicks. He could win without using weapons and only with a pair of palms. This required enough confidence in himself.
At this time, it was Xiao Fengming's turn to appear. After taking the stage, Xiao Fengming saluted the young man and handed the number plate to the young man. He turned to look at the disciple who was about to compete with him, and saw that he was holding a strange weapon on his left and right, with a crescent below and a hook at the front. I felt a little curious.
