As more and more contestants gathered on the martial arts field, the time for the preliminaries finally arrived as scheduled.
Several figures appeared on the viewing platform to the east of the martial arts arena.
In the center of the viewing platform was Tiannan College's special envoy Murong Jin, flanked by Qin Wu, Sun Ding, and several Tiannan College students.
The order and procedures on the field are in charge of the City Lord's Mansion, with Murong Jin and others supervising and reviewing them.
Each player needs to participate in three rounds of competition, and 50 people will be selected in the final preliminary round to participate in tomorrow's semi-finals.
At this moment, in the square, the contestants also began to draw lots to determine the arena and opponents for the competition.
The twelve arenas are replaced by numbers such as "A, B, C, D..." and other heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Han Feng also lined up to draw lots, and the number he drew was "C3", which is the third competition in Arena C.
His opponent is another person who drew "C3".
After everyone had drawn lots, City Master Qin explained the rules of the game in public and announced the start of the game.
The crowd suddenly became loud and the competition finally started!
As soon as Han Feng arrived at ring number C, he heard the referee on the ring shouting.
"Bingyi, come on stage!"
The next moment, a burly man with fierce features, holding a big sword, jumped onto the ring.
Han Feng briefly looked at the other person and felt that this person was an eight-star martial arts disciple.
This is considered a good level of cultivation among the younger generation in Bailong County.
And his opponent followed closely on the stage at this moment.
This man was the opposite of the big man. He was thin and a head shorter than the other man. He had no weapons in his hands.
But this person's eyes were bright and his aura was very calm and restrained.
Han Feng glanced at this person. He was also an eight-star martial arts disciple. The two of them were matched.
Both sides reported their names and handed the drawn numbers to the referee.
As the referee announced the start of the game.
The two of them attacked each other without any nonsense.
Everyone thought that this battle would be a close and protracted one.
At the same time, I am more inclined to believe that the burly man will win.
However, to everyone's surprise, the game had just been announced.
The short and thin man suddenly rushed forward, so fast that a black shadow appeared directly.
The big man was caught off guard and ran into his arms.
The big man was startled, shocked by the opponent's speed, and immediately reached out to grab the short and thin man by the back of his neck.
He raised his sword and aimed it at the opponent's shoulder, slashing it down hard!
However, just as the big man raised his sword, there was a "chi" sound from the ring.
The next moment, the big man's movements froze in mid-air, with a look of extreme pain on his face.
Immediately, he "kick, kick, kick" took a few steps back, and fell on the ring with his head up, and fainted.
Everyone around the ring was shocked. After a closer look, there was a blood hole in the big man's abdomen, and blood kept pouring out.
"hiss……!"
Everyone gasped and looked at the thin man.
I saw this man holding a half-foot-long black dagger stained with blood in his hand.
Obviously, the man just now hid the dagger in his sleeve and suddenly took action to defeat the enemy.
Upon seeing this, the referee on the ring immediately took action to stop the bleeding of the big man and took a healing pill.
The skinny young man was immediately declared the winner on the spot.
Everyone felt a little chilly in their hearts, feeling that this person was too sinister.
However, according to the rules of this trial, except for poisons and hidden weapons, any weapon can be used, as long as it does not hurt anyone's life.
After watching the battle on the ring, Han Feng's eyes brightened slightly.
He thought the preliminaries wouldn't be that exciting.
Now it seems that among the young warriors in Bailong County, there are many who hide their secrets.
The thin young man just now, although his cultivation level is not high.
But the movement technique is extremely delicate, and the speed, rhythm and burst of the attack are all extremely precise.
At first glance, he looks like a guy with many lives on his hands.
Han Feng couldn't help but look forward to the next competition.
Compared to the first match, the winner was determined almost instantly.
The two contestants in the second game were evenly matched in terms of strength.
After a hard-fought battle, one of them lost miserably at the cost of being seriously injured.
The third battle in Arena C is about to begin.
Before Han Feng took the stage, a figure already jumped onto the stage in a high-profile manner, causing the entire stage to tremble.
This person shouted arrogantly towards all sides of the arena.
"Whoever is my opponent, come up quickly!"
Hearing this, Han Feng frowned.
Looking at the man on the ring, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
"This guy actually came to compete."
On the ring is a young man with an exceptionally "huge" figure, a face as dark as coal, a broad, fat body, and a strong visual impact.
The young man's face was full of arrogance, and he was holding his head high and yelling endlessly.
It seems that he doesn't take his opponent into consideration at all.
"Second Young Master Wu, long time no see."
Han Feng slowly stepped onto the ring and spoke quietly.
His calm words caused the clamoring young man in the ring to stop suddenly!
His eyes widened instantly, staring at Han Feng opposite him, as if he was petrified on the spot.
The person making the noise in the ring was none other than Wu Zhenghao, the second son of the Wu family who was at odds with Han Feng.
Wu Zhenghao is currently only a five-star martial arts disciple, which is at the lower level in today's selection competition.
The reason why he can be so arrogant is nothing more than his status as the young master of the Zhou family.
Even if he meets someone who is stronger than him, even if he can defeat him, he will not dare to hurt him.
However, when he saw Han Feng appearing on the other side of the ring, Wu Zhenghao was dumbfounded.
"Han...Han Feng, you...what are you doing on stage?"
Han Feng curled his lips.
"Didn't you ask me to come up here?"
"You...are you Bingsan?"
"What do you think?"
Han Feng's smile became more playful.
The corner of Wu Zhenghao's mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly had the urge to slap himself wildly.
As the second young master of the Wu family, he could suppress others, but how could he suppress Han Feng, who even dared to kill people from the Murong family.
At this moment, Wu Zhenghao only regretted that when he said the harsh words just now, he didn't see clearly who was around the No. C ring.
Regarding Han Feng, Wu Zhenghao had already turned from hatred to fear.
Especially after learning that Han Feng defeated Han Chen and killed Murong Heng, his strength was far beyond his own.
He had already made up his mind not to provoke this person again.
There was even a time when Wu Zhenghao did not dare to go out casually, fearing that he would be unlucky and bump into this evil star.
I didn't expect that fate would be so tricky. Wu Ershao, who had not pretended to be cool for a long time, had itchy hands today. He went on stage to pretend for a while and fell down on the "iron plate".
Before the referee announced the start of the game, Wu Zhenghao spoke quickly.
"Ahem... I feel suddenly unwell, this young master. In this competition, I... I admit defeat!"
Han Feng and the referee were both stunned, and even the audience below had not yet reacted.
Wu Zhenghao turned around and rushed off the ring...
