On the No. 3 competition ring, Chu Chengzhao calmly admitted defeat. This scene did not exceed the expectations of everyone, including the referee.
After all, the relationship between Chu Chengzhao and Fang Lei was extraordinary, so Fang Lei successfully became the champion of the second group.
As time passed, a champion was born in each of the fifty martial arts arenas.
Except for Fang Lei, he only knew Liu Hui and Li Aoqing among the others, but was not very familiar with the others.
When the fifty competition arenas formed a circle, fifty referees stood up at the same time.
The old man with white eyebrows announced expressionlessly: "Now, the loser will have a chance to challenge other champions. The winner will become the new champion, and the loser will lose the qualification to become an outer disciple of Zhenwu Sect."
As soon as these words came out, the fifty competition arenas suddenly became noisy.
Soon, a figure flew past the martial arts arena where the seventh group was, attracting everyone's attention. This person was Fang Lei.
In the No. 7 competition arena, Fang Lei's opponent was a young man whose cultivation level was only in the third-level exploration realm.
The young man had heard about Fang Lei's deeds and knew how strong he was, so he admitted defeat without hesitation.
At this moment, Liu Hui under the ring glanced at Fang Lei indifferently and whispered to himself: "Just enjoy your victory now. When we really compete, I will let you know who is the real strong one." .”
Fang Lei noticed Liu Hui's gaze. He closed his eyes slightly and did not respond. Instead, he chose to quietly close his eyes and rest.
The challenge in the arena was in full swing, and the fifty champions showed amazing strength, and none of them lost.
But when Fang Lei was in the ring, he defeated his opponent with just one move. No one dared to challenge him again.
But there was one woman who was different. She faced seven challenges in a row, but the Qingyun Sword in her hand could always hit the opponent's vital points accurately without ever missing. This woman was Li Aoqing.
Three hours later, the second round of competition ended. After two rounds of competition, only 100 players remained from the 9,000 players at the beginning.
Among them, fifty champions successfully advanced and became outer disciples of the Zhenwu Sect.
At sunset, Fang Lei was immersed in practice. He sat cross-legged in the bathtub of medicinal solution and practiced to the state of selflessness.
By running the "Qi-nourishing Breathing Method" and with the help of medicinal liquids donated by Zheng Yuan and Wang Zhentian, the Qi and cultivation in his body continued to increase.
Fang Lei is eager to take a further step in the Heyang City New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition and improve his cultivation strength.
"Only one step away, I can break through to the fifth level exploration realm." Fang Lei sighed.
At this time, Chu Chengzhao suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a trembling blood python egg in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a clicking sound, the blood python egg split open, and a small and exquisite little python poked out.
It swallowed the eggshell fragments, then looked up, its eyes showing attachment to its parents.
"Brother Lei, why does this blood python look different from ordinary blood pythons?" Chu Chengzhao asked.
In the silence, Chu Chengzhao broke the tranquility and looked at the unique little python, his eyes full of doubts.
Fang Lei gently stroked its scales and said thoughtfully: "Indeed, it is very different from the blood python. It has golden blood flowing on its body and a unique little bag on its head."
In the vast knowledge of "World of Warcraft", Fang Lei searched for traces of this little python, but found nothing.
He guessed that maybe the little python had inherited some special traits from his father.
However, the exact species remains a mystery, and this mysterious world is full of unknowns, waiting for Fang Lei to explore.
"Brother Lei, look." Chu Chengzhao's reminder brought Fang Lei back to his senses.
They noticed that the little python seemed to be hungry, and its innocent eyes revealed a look of pity.
Fang Lei immediately took out the green ink fruit from the storage ring, which was the food he had left for it in the A3 wilderness area.
As soon as it came into contact with the green ink fruit, the little python immediately became active, turned into a golden lightning, and quickly swallowed the fruit.
Fang Lei and Chu Chengzhao were shocked by the scene in front of them.
They clearly saw that the speed of the baby python was not inferior to that of the adult giant python, the blood python.
How can this be?
As an adult python, it is not surprising that the blood python has such speed, but how can this little python have such an amazing speed when it has just been born?
Fang Lei felt that this little python was anything but simple.
At this moment, the little python wrapped around his wrist and spat out snake messages at them in a playful way.
Fang Lei smiled and shook his head, praising: "What a cute little guy."
Chu Chengzhao suggested: "Brother Lei, let's give it a name?"
Fang Lei looked at this little python that was glowing with golden light. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then let's call it Xiao Jin."
At this time, a surprising scene happened. Fang Lei found that the little python looked at him and nodded its head, as if responding to his call!
This surprised him. Could this little python understand human speech?
However, he soon found that the little python was still nodding, and then he realized that he was thinking too much.
The little python seemed to be attached to him and was unwilling to leave. In desperation, Fang Lei had no choice but to take the little python with him.
After some careful identification, he discovered that the little python was male.
Tomorrow is the third round of the Heyangcheng New Youth Generation Martial Arts Association, and Fang Lei's cultivation has not yet broken through.
Although he felt the critical point of breakthrough, it was still difficult to break through. He had absorbed 90% of the medicinal liquid, and was only short of the last 10%.
In the dead of night, Fang Lei was immersed in practice, forgetting time and himself.
When the morning light first appeared and the sunlight shone on him through the window, he woke up from that intoxicated state.
Fang Lei found that his clothes were dirty, and the black oil-like liquid flowing out of his body was fishy and sticky.
After bathing and changing clothes, he stood in the sun, clenching his fists and concentrating all his strength on one point.
At this moment, Fang Lei finally broke through to the fifth level of exploration. He looked up at the sky, his eyes full of determination and expectation.
He knows that this is just the beginning and there is still a long way to go. But no matter what, he will move forward bravely, continue to explore and challenge himself, until he reaches the unknown other side.
The little golden snake hovered around Fang Lei's wrist, as if celebrating his success.
The "hissing" sound of the little golden snake came to his ears. It turned into a golden lightning and wrapped around Fang Lei's wrist, and nodded gently.
Fang Lei smiled and stroked its body, while the little golden snake closed its eyes and enjoyed it.
"After the Heyangcheng New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition is over, I will prepare delicious food for you." Fang Lei said to the little golden snake.
The bond between them becomes deeper and deeper, and they will face the challenges and difficulties of the future together.
After enjoying a delicious breakfast, Fang Lei and Chu Chengzhao walked to the central square of Heyang City together.
Along the way, they met Li Aoqing by chance, which added new vitality to their original partnership.
Li Aoqing brought the latest news about the New Youth Generation Martial Arts Association, which mentioned that ten inner disciples will be present in person.
As far as she knew, eight of these ten people had reached the cruising level.
After hearing the news, Fang Lei nodded slightly, already having a plan in his mind.
When Li Aoqing asked with concern whether they were sure of defeating Liu Hui and striving for the tenth ranking.
Fang Lei smiled calmly, shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in No. 10."
This surprised Li Aoqing, because Fang Lei's goal was to be number one.
Li Aoqing asked: "Then which number are you interested in?"
Fang Lei answered without hesitation: "First!" This confident answer shocked even Li Aoqing.
At this moment, a figure walked behind them, it was Liu Hui.
His laughter was full of disdain, obviously after hearing Fang Lei's heroic words.
But this did not scare Fang Lei because he knew his strength and determination.
This Heyangcheng New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition is both a challenge and an opportunity.
Only the strongest can stand at the top, and Fang Lei is ready to face all challenges.
Liu Hui mocked Fang Lei: "Fang Lei, if you want to win first place, you have to beat me first. I'll wait to see your performance."
Fang Lei did not respond to this because he preferred to prove himself with actual actions rather than a war of words.
Soon, they arrived at the central square of Heyang City, where a large crowd gathered around the familiar fifty competition arenas.
Some of these audiences are warriors participating in martial arts competitions, while others are ordinary people who come to watch the fun.
Fifty elders came onto the stage to prepare for the upcoming martial arts meeting.
At the new Heyang City New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition, the referees stood aside solemnly.
An elder with white eyebrows announced loudly: "All contestants, be silent!" The entire venue was immediately silent.
He continued to announce: "Today, the Heyang City New Youth Martial Arts Association enters the final round. The top ten and top three winners will receive generous rewards from their families."
As soon as this statement came out, the scene burst into cheers.
Another elder then explained in detail how generous the prize was. Although Fang Lei already knew about it, the atmosphere was still very warm.
This competition adopts a points system, with one initial point, the winner gets extra points, the loser deducts points, and the final points determine the outcome.
Every player is eager to try and ready to face the challenge.
The referee further explained the rules of the competition: "The order of battles has been carefully arranged, and we try to control the number of battles per person per day to less than fifty."
Upon hearing this news, the participating warriors were relieved.
The referee then reminded: "The contestants who are named should get on the competition ring immediately, otherwise they will be deemed to have given up if they do not show up within ten minutes."
As soon as he finished speaking, the referees began to read out the names one by one.
In the first game, Fang Lei accidentally discovered the figure of his friend Liu Hui.
His opponent was a twenty-four-year-old young man, and the two immediately launched a fierce offensive.
What's amazing is that the ring of six souls on their backs is looming.
In less than three rounds, Liu Hui knocked his opponent off the ring with a Gangqi punch.
The referee loudly announced: "Liu Huisheng!"
This result was not unexpected by Fang Lei. After all, his opponent was only in the fourth-level exploration realm.
At the same time, he noticed that Liu Hui's body and martial arts skills were very good, reaching at least A level.
"During this period, I have been committed to breaking through the realm of cultivation and Qi, so much so that I have neglected the cultivation of body and martial arts to some extent."
"Now that my "Bagua Mu Mu Step" has been cultivated to the state of returning to nature, it's time to find a more advanced body and martial arts."
When Liu Hui stepped down from the martial arts arena and felt the gaze I was giving him, the corners of his mouth raised with a provocative smile.
However, Fang Lei just calmly withdrew his gaze. Before he could break through, Liu Hui might be able to attract Fang Lei's attention.
But now, their strength is no longer at the same level. In Fang Lei's eyes, Liu Hui is now like an immature child.
In the fifty competition arenas, young people fought passionately and competed endlessly.
Finally, the referee called Fang Lei's name, and he jumped onto the No. 5 fighting ring.
Standing opposite Fang Lei was a tall and thin young man - Wang Jun.
Wang Jun cupped his fists and said to Fang Lei, "My name is Wang Jun. Please give me your advice."
In the martial arts arena, dialogue between players is often sparse, and a fight is often a matter of life and death.
In this exciting competition arena, most players are eager to defeat their opponents quickly and gain valuable points for themselves.
However, Wang Jun was completely different from this norm.
Wang Jun's figure is like the wind, and his movements are as smooth as poetry and painting.
Like a cheetah, he aimed at Fang Lei and launched a sudden attack. Faced with this fierce attack, Fang Lei did not show any panic.
He used the "Eight Trigrams Walking on Mud Steps" to meet the attack. His body shape was erratic, as if he was walking with the wind, and his speed was slightly better than that of Wang Jun.
During the battle, the king's army continued to attack, with deadly moves, but they were never able to touch Fang Lei's body.
Wang Jun finally understood that today he met a real opponent.
He stopped attacking, took a deep breath, looked at Fang Lei in front of him and said solemnly: "I surrender!"
