He stopped attacking, took a deep breath, looked at Fang Lei in front of him and said solemnly: "I surrender!"
When Wang Jun said those three words, the entire competition arena seemed to be frozen by ice, and it was so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat.
There was no hesitation or unwillingness in his eyes, only deep admiration and self-knowledge.
He knew that no matter how long the fight lasted, the outcome was already determined.
Fang Lei looked surprised, "You just gave up so easily?"
Wang Jun showed an honest smile and said: "I can't touch the corner of your clothes, so there is no point in continuing to fight."
After that, he jumped down from the competition ring, and Fang Lei followed him with a smile.
Fang Lei looked around and found that Li Aoqing had disappeared from sight. He looked around for the girl.
Soon, Fang Lei discovered Li Aoqing in the competition ring nearby.
She stood there quietly, the tip of Qingyun sword gently touching her opponent's forehead. With just a little force, the opponent's life would be in danger.
The opponent's voice trembled as he said, "I...I choose to admit defeat." Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Under everyone's gaze, Li Aoqing gracefully put away the sword in her hand, walked calmly down the martial arts arena, and returned to Fang Lei.
At this moment, this young man and woman seemed to be shining stars, attracting everyone's attention.
They are the envy of many and attract envious glances.
On the other side, the opponent of a young man in white took the initiative to admit defeat. This young man in white is Liu Hui. Although he is young, his strength is already amazing.
His cold eyes stared at Fang Lei through the void, seeming to foreshadow the future showdown.
Time flies, and the day's battle is over quickly.
Fang Lei accumulated thirty points with thirty consecutive wins, while his friend Li Aoqing accumulated twenty points with twenty consecutive wins.
After the statistical results came out, the results of all contestants were listed on the bulletin board.
Fang Lei was surprised to find that besides him, there were several people who maintained a record of nearly thirty consecutive wins.
Many of these people were unknown to Fang Lei, and the most surprising thing was that they also appeared on this list, sharing the honor of having the highest score of 30 points.
At this moment, Fang Lei suddenly understood the referees' intentions.
They made a good intention of staggering the stronger players in order to create a more intense and exciting game.
Fang Lei secretly sighed in his heart: "The duel between the strong is always the finale, and the final confrontation is always reserved for the strongest players. This is the reason behind many players winning streak today."
"Your performance today has been outstanding. These twenty points are enough to prove your strength." Fang Lei said to Li Aoqing appreciatively.
Chu Chengzhao added: "Brother Lei is right. Although your strength is similar to mine, your actual combat experience is slightly inferior."
When Li Aoqing heard these comments, she couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart. She knew that after a period of experience and accumulation, her strength would definitely reach a higher level.
"Fang Lei, you are lucky today, but sooner or later we will meet each other later, and then I will let you experience my power!"
A mocking smile appeared on Fang Lei's lips. He turned and left without stopping.
Fang Lei knows that the most powerful response to people who like to talk nonsense is to prove everything with strength.
Li Aoqing glanced at Liu Hui and quickly followed Fang Lei, silently guarding behind him.
In a corner of the central square, a young man was talking to his companions, his eyes shining.
"Look at that woman, she is like a shining star. Her beauty and talent may rival Su Yueling's."
Talking about Su Yueling, she is the most beautiful woman in the outer sect of Zhenwu Sect. Her beauty and martial arts talent coexist.
This young man in blue attire had eyes as sharp as a leopard's. He stared at Li Aoqing in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her.
"It's Wei Cheng!" The crowd around him exclaimed in low voices.
Wei Cheng, a genius from the outer sect of Zhenwu Sect, broke into the top ten in the New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition three years ago with his fourth-level exploration level strength, ranking fourth, which is amazing.
As the sun set, Fang Lei and Li Aoqing walked side by side. Happiness overflowed on Li Aoqing's face, attracting everyone's attention.
However, Fang Lei found that the crowd in front of him automatically gave way to a path, and two young people among them were standing there.
The young man in blue attire looked at him with obvious hostility in his eyes.
Fang Lei was confused. He didn't know the other person, but when the young man's eyes shifted from him to Li Aoqing, Fang Lei understood instantly.
It turned out that it was for Li Aoqing, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.
At this moment, two young men walked up to Fang Lei, Li Aoqing and Chu Chengzhao.
One of the young men in gray clothes invited Li Aoqing: "Brother Cheng invites you to share delicious food at Quetang Restaurant."
Fang Lei gave him a cold look, which made people shudder.
The young man in gray clothes was about to get angry when another young man in blue clothes stopped him.
The young man in blue stared at Fang Lei with disdain and said: "You are not worthy of her!"
"You mean you deserve it?" Fang Lei asked immediately.
He has seen many such people, but such arrogant people are still rare.
Then, Wei Cheng proudly declared: "I, Wei Cheng, am twenty-two years old, and my strength ranks fourth among the outer disciples of the Zhenwu Sect."
"How can you, a country bumpkin, compare to you! If you know what's going on, leave her!"
Fang Lei teased: "Fourth? I thought you were first!"
Wei Cheng sneered: "Don't think that you can compete with me if you break through to the fifth-level exploration realm. I might as well tell you that I am now at the ninth-level exploration realm."
After saying that, Wei Chengcheng led the young man in gray and left together.
"Ninth-level exploration realm?" Fang Lei's eyes shone with fierce light and he thought to himself.
Li Aoqing asked anxiously: "What should we do?"
"It's okay. Wei Cheng is now an outer disciple of the Zhenwu Sect. He has nothing to do with the new generation of young people's martial arts association in Heyang City. He just came to see the excitement." Fang Lei comforted her.
On the second day of the Heyangcheng New Youth Generation Martial Arts Competition, the battle was even more intense than yesterday.
However, under the clever arrangement of the referee, the stronger contestants did not compete directly.
Fang Lei and Li Aoqing did not encounter strong opponents and still maintained a winning streak.
On the contrary, Chu Chengzhao met a strong opponent in the fifth-level exploration realm, and as you can imagine, he was defeated.
When night fell, the results on the bulletin board changed. Fang Lei, Liu Hui and Lu Hai were tied for the top spot, each with 60 points.
"After two days of competition, the real showdown is finally here, and tomorrow will be the decisive moment." One of the contestants lamented.
Everyone's hearts are full of expectations, and they have a feeling that tomorrow's game will be even more intense.
During dinner, as soon as Fang Lei sat down, an uninvited visitor came to visit.
A young man in his thirties asked: "Are you Mr. Fang Lei?"
"I am Shen Cheng, the deacon of the outer sect of the Zhenwu Sect. After you were promoted to a disciple of the outer sect of the Zhenwu Sect, the Zhenwu Sect prepared a residence for you in the outer sect. Now please follow me to the outer sect of the Zhenwu Sect."
"Thank you very much for the notice, Brother Shen." Fang Lei hurriedly thanked him.
After a brief exchange with Chu Chengzhao, Fang Lei and Shen Cheng went to the outer gate of Zhenwu Sect.
After a stick of incense, Fang Lei and Shen Cheng came to Zhenwu Sect. Zhenwu Sect is not in Heyang City, but in the wilderness area.
Zhenwu Sect disciples are divided into three levels: outer sect, inner sect and core. Now Fang Lei has become the lowest outer sect disciple.
After sending Shen Cheng and others away, Fang Lei began to look at the new residence carefully.
The new residence is very large, with an extremely wide yard and complete equipment, which makes Fang Lei very satisfied.
Fang Lei was secretly happy: "In the future, I will no longer have to go to the training room to practice martial arts."
"Sparrow Catching Technique" is an A-level high-grade physical martial art that he just purchased from the system mall.
Fang Lei moved his body lightly and began to practice his body and martial arts skills in the wide yard, constantly moving around.
At this time, a familiar voice came from outside the hospital: "Fang Lei!" It turned out to be Li Aoqing.
Fang Lei was a little surprised: "How did you know I moved here?"
Fang Lei was surprised to see Li Aoqing coming outside the hospital.
Li Aoqing replied: "It's not just you who has moved here, don't forget that I am also an outer disciple of the Zhenwu Sect now."
Li Aoqing's smile was full of joy. She looked at Duan Lingtian, her pupils shining with anticipation.
"You mean..." Fang Lei was stunned, not expecting Li Aoqing's reaction.
Li Aoqing's voice was filled with excitement, "We will be neighbors from now on."
"That's it!" Fang Lei suddenly realized.
"Tomorrow is the last round of martial arts competition. I will continue to practice. You should also go back and seize the time to practice!"
Li Aoqing left after hearing this.
So Fang Lei continued to practice the "Sparrow Catching Skill" in the courtyard. He knew that he had to strike while the iron was hot.
Early the next morning, Fang Lei and Li Aoqing walked towards the central square of Heyang City together.
Along the way, he attracted many jealous looks. If looks could kill, Fang Lei might have been killed countless times.
Fang Lei and Li Aoqing came to the central square, looked at the crowded crowd, and couldn't help but whisper: "Why are there so many people here!"
Today's central square is crowded with people, not only young people, but also many middle-aged and elderly people.
On the high platform surrounding the fifty competition arenas, in addition to the fifty referees, there was an old man and several middle-aged people.
The old man sitting on the high platform has an extraordinary bearing and is not angry or authoritative. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see everything.
He is an outer elder of the Zhenwu Sect, named Yan Sheng.
There were several middle-aged people sitting on both sides of Yan Sheng. Their identities were equally extraordinary and they should be senior officials of the Zhenwu Sect.
Such a formation is enough to show the influence of the new generation of young warriors in Heyang City.
"I didn't expect that even the top officials of the Zhenwu Sect would come in person." Fang Lei took a deep breath, feeling slightly shaken in his heart.
Not long after, Yan Sheng stood up and transmitted the message so that everyone present could hear his voice clearly.
This powerful ability instantly silenced the entire martial arts arena.
Fang Lei was shocked to find that this elder from the outer sect of the Zhenwu Sect, who seemed to be in his sixties, turned out to be a strong man who had reached the second level of hunting.
Such strength is enough for him to dominate any situation on the planet Gramodis.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Sheng, and people's emotions were complex and diverse, showing their enthusiasm, reverence, and shock for the status of this outer sect elder of the Zhenwu Sect in people's hearts.
"I am very happy that after three years, I can witness with my own eyes the outstanding style of the new generation of young people."
"At the end of today, this Heyangcheng new generation of youth martial arts will officially end. The top ten and top three players will be awarded by me personally."
"No more nonsense. Dear referees, please start the game!" As soon as Yan Sheng finished speaking, the entire central square immediately started to boil.
Crowds of people were surging around the fifty competition arenas. The two players whose names were called stepped onto the competition ring one after another and started a fierce duel.
The winner gets 1 point and the loser loses 1 point.
An hour passed, and Fang Lei maintained his winning streak. At this time, he had accumulated 80 points, with a full score of 100 points, and he had not lost yet.
Among all the contestants, Fang Lei's performance was undoubtedly the most outstanding.
There are only eight people left competing, and Fang Lei has yet to meet his opponent.
