On the tenth day of October, under the watchful eye of either overt or covert eyes, this year's three-city discussion officially began.
Naturally, the first, third and fifth year students will discuss the Tao separately. For example, two first-year students from Maplewood City had to fight against first-year students from Sanshan City and Wangjiang City respectively.
After one round of fighting, the remaining three winners will adopt a round-robin mode. That is, A fights B, B fights C, and C fights A. A win is worth three points, a tie is worth one point, and a loss is zero points. The person with the highest points is the first-year leader of the Three Cities Forum.
In this way, it depends not only on personal strength, but also on the overall strength of the Taoist academy. After all, if in the final round of battle, two people are from the same academy, they can calmly conserve their strength to target the other person.
The first-year discussion started first, with three cities, six cultivators, and three battles starting at the same time.
The competition venue is arranged in the square in front of the city lord's palace. Because it is often used as a venue for the city guards to swear an oath before setting off, it is also called a martial arts field by the common people.
The first-year practitioners of the City Taoist Academy are basically in a state where the foundation has not been established for a long time. Combat is mainly based on Taoism, but martial arts are also indispensable. It is a game that ordinary people can understand best, so it is more popular with them.
The place was surrounded early in the morning, and the people of Maplewood City gathered around the martial arts arena with their families and their families like a market. Only the city guards were dispatched to maintain order.
There were no classes in Jiang Anan's school that day, so Ling He naturally took him to watch the game.
Because there were too many people, Jiang Anan sat on Ling He's shoulders. At this moment, she was clapping her little hands and loudly encouraging her brother.
Zhao Rucheng and Huang Azhan were naturally the first to watch Jiang Wang's game. It's just that someone as rich and powerful as Zhao would naturally not do something so derogatory as shouting in person. Not far away, more than a dozen strong men he hired were roaring at the top of their lungs.
"Jiang Wang, we must win! Jiang Wang, we must win!"
There are also two big flags fluttering in the wind——
Zuo Shu "punches three mountains, and his eyes are even more invincible."
The book on the right reads, "With your feet on the river, who among you will be called a hero?"
Although Jiang Wang will definitely not appreciate it.
For a time, Jiang Wang's voice overwhelmed the entire audience, and the discussion seemed to have become Jiang Wang's personal performance. From time to time, people whispered to each other and asked who this Jiang Wang was. After learning that he was a contestant from Maplewood City, the simple people of Maplewood City also cheered loudly.
Jiang Wang stood on the playing field, feeling...awkward.
All three games were close together, with all six Friars on the field. From the glances of those people who glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, Jiang Wang found that he had become a public enemy. If it weren't for the rules, I'm afraid it would be one against five right now. This also includes the senior brother who is also in Maplewood City Taoist Academy.
"You're such a slut, why are you showing off!" Lin Zhengli from Wangjiang City was the most dissatisfied. Instead of looking at his opponent, he spat in Jiang Wang's direction.
The sound is neither light nor heavy. Jiang Wang turned a deaf ear.
The entire martial arts arena was divided into three battle areas, with a large buffer space left between the lines.
The cultivator from the county academy serves as the chief referee, and the two teachers from the Maplewood City Taoist Academy serve as the deputy referees. Fighting is very simple. The one who falls loses, so there is no need to worry about the referee being biased. In fact, the main role of the referee is to prevent young monks from being killed or injured due to lack of control.
Jiang Wang's opponent came from Sanshan City.
This man is short but stocky, wearing close-fitting military uniforms, and his muscles are as thick as stones.
Both parties performed the aisle salute and stood separately.
The referee gave the order and Jiang Wang drew his sword!
People rise like dragons, swords pierce meteors.
Almost at the same time that the Sanshan City cultivator was halfway through the sealing process, Jiang Wangzongjian was approaching.
Decisive and fast.
The Purple Qi Donglai Sword Technique almost had an overwhelming advantage among Chaofan's previous fighting methods.
In the previous internal selection of Maplewood City Taoist Academy, he defeated Fang Heling with this trick, and now it seems that the past will happen again.
But what surprised Jiang Wang and the audience was that this Sanshan City cultivator did not avoid it!
He didn't even move, his eyes looking directly at Jiang Wang's sword, and his hand was so steady, and his Taoist skills were formed in this gaze.
In this case, he must either give up and evade, or admit defeat directly. But with the speed Jiang Wang showed, he would have no chance to attack the next Taoist technique after he avoided it.
And he made a completely different choice from Fang Heling!
The earth element energy gathered crazily, and Jiang Wang felt a force spurting upward from the ground. Of course he knew what it was.
He was confident enough to pierce his opponent's heart with one sword before the ground thorn arrived, but his feet would also be pierced by the ground thorn that followed.
Even though he was injured and died, he still won. But he didn't want to win like this.
Jiang Wang's long sword turned and separated from the sudden spurs of ground under his feet, and his whole body took advantage of the momentum to flip back and return to his original position.
At this time, the densely packed sharp thorns were all around the Sanshan City cultivator.
This cultivator from Sanshan City was scornfully called a mountain barbarian. He had just gained a chance with his life.
He immediately kicked out several times, breaking the thorns in front of him and kicking them away. The ground thorns roared towards Jiang Wang one after another like throwing spears.
The cultivator from Sanshan City followed the roaring ground thorns and charged towards Jiang Wang.
Under Jiang An'an's nervous gaze, Jiang Wang turned like the wind, moving lightly among the incoming thorns, unscathed.
And the cultivators of Sanshan City are approaching.
His short and stocky body jumped high, and his fist gradually solidified into stone and expanded into a giant fist like a hill.
Stone-covering fist!
Offensive and defensive reversal!
Cannot be hardwired. Jiang Wang held his sword in front and touched the stone fist with the sword surface, hoping to use the momentum to drift away and find another opportunity to fight.
In any case, the foundation cultivator's Tao Yuan is limited and cannot perform many Tao techniques at all. As long as it is delayed, his sword skills will surely lead to victory.
But the stone fist suddenly flipped over, grabbed the sword in Jiang Wang's hand, and crushed it to pieces!
The Stone Covering Fist itself is only a high-grade Taoist technique of Ding class. Although Jiang Wang has not mastered it, he is very familiar with it. I never thought that this Taoist technique would have such dynamic changes!
In an emergency, Jiang Wang dropped the hilt of his sword, hugged the stone fist that crushed the sword with both hands, and twisted it hard.
The powerful physical power brought by the Four Spirits Body Refining Art penetrated without reservation, and with the spinning force, gravel flew.
Jiang Wang pointed his toes to the ground and retreated sharply in a backward posture. At the same time, he also avoided the sudden explosion of the stone fist!
While Jiang Wang was destroying the stone fist, the monks from Sanshan City simply exploded it as another means of attack. But I never thought that Jiang Wang would react so sharply and still avoid it immediately.
The explosion of the stone fist had no impact on him. Although he deliberately controlled it, his entire right arm was still covered with wounds and dripping with blood.
But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he just didn't say a word and went straight to catch up with Jiang Wang.
He did not use Taoist techniques anymore, nor did he have time to use them. In other words, he realized that he could not defeat his opponent with the Tao skills he now mastered.
Then, try his physical strength to climb mountains and ridges, and try his fists and feet to fight against ligers.
Elbows, knees, headbutts!
Jiang Wang couldn't keep the distance anymore. He had no sword and couldn't display his sword skills.
Punch, kick, shoulder clinch!
The two started a close-up bunt!
In a small space, it is the most intense, direct and wild!
There were many ordinary warriors in the audience who knew a few tricks, and they all became excited when they saw this!
