Chapter 244 Draw a circle [ask for a monthly ticket! ]

The next morning, the weather was clear and the sky was sunny.

The first round of the selection competition started early in the morning. After all, there were sixty rounds of competition on the first day. If it didn’t start early, it might not be finished until dark.

Of course, there is no such thing as a good night's sleep for the practitioners. At most, not sleeping for a night will not affect their condition. This is hard for the spectators who come to watch the fun. If they want to not miss any competition, they must get up early because they have to walk a long way from the city to the training ground.

If we give up the previous few competitions, that's naturally fine.

But because the order of the contestants is kept secret, you don't know where the contestant you want to see is ranked, so if you are a supporter of someone, you still have to rush here at dawn.

The young people from the Zhuxie Division also came early and sat in the stands around the training ground. In addition to several contestants, Li Mo and his friends also came to help cheer.

Of course, in addition to assisting, they also have additional tasks.

When Chen Su was busy with other matters, the other four handsome men and three strange men also investigated a major event. They tracked down a Nine-Martial Arts spy den and made some gains. They found out through interrogation that another group of Nine-Martial Arts spies had infiltrated the selection battle and intended to cause trouble here.

However, there was very little communication between the various lines of the Nine Yang spies, and they did not know the specific plans of that group.

But the selection war was aimed at the young geniuses of the Yin Dynasty, the important figures who were about to participate in the battle to seize the city, and they could not afford to lose. The people of the Demon-Slaying Division guessed that they would launch the war in the next two days, because the top six of the Young Unicorn List had not made their move in the first two days, and they could not reach the most critical people.

Therefore, in the first two days, the younger generation of the Zhuxie Division will work in the open, and the older generation heroes such as the Four Talents and Three Wonders will work in the dark, and they will try their best to catch the spies that have infiltrated Jiuyang in advance. At the very least, they will stop the abnormality as soon as it happens.

Li Mo looked around and asked Da Qiao, "Can't you calculate the approximate range?"

"Deduction is not my strong point. I can only confirm that there is something unusual in the training ground." Da Qiao put away the three copper coins and said, "But I am good at face reading. I can tell who is a good person and who is a bad person at a glance."

"Then take a closer look." Li Mo said.

"I've been watching and I've learned something." Da Qiao pointed at the elegant Qi Yingwu in the distance, "He's a good guy at first glance."

He pointed at a rough and sturdy man with a dark complexion over there and said, "This guy looks like a bad guy."

"No..." Li Mo seemed to have found the basis for her face reading, "Just looking at the face?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Da Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "I'm a physiognomist, what else can I look at if not the face?"

After a few words of conversation, the first round of the selection competition officially began. The official from the Ministry of Rites who was responsible for drawing lots yesterday came on stage again and shouted, "Please come on stage, the two contestants who drew the 'one' card!"

The contestants will not reveal their order until they go on stage.

The two contestants who were drawn to perform first jumped up and landed on the stage.

The man on the left is wearing a tight monk's robe, has a bald head with bulging blue veins, and his face is full of bravery. He is the monk Yuansheng from Jilei Temple!
He lost to Chen Xuanjiu of the Southern Zen Sect in the previous challenge, and he must be holding a grudge and wanting to show off his skills. His eyes seemed somewhat cold and fierce.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan was not there to save him, so he could only vent his anger on the opponent in front of him.

He was ranked fifteenth on the Young Lin List, so his cultivation was naturally among the A-level. The opponent he drew was of the D-level, the person with the lowest cultivation level among those present.

The person who came on stage was a student from the academy who looked childish and had just broken through to the fourth level of Confucianism. The Confucian scholar stared blankly at the opposite side and scratched his head, "Ah? I'm Yuansheng?"

……

The audience soon discovered that the first day's competition was not very entertaining. The match between B-level and C-level was occasionally worth watching, as the difference in cultivation was not enough to ensure victory. The match between A-level and D-level was a pure crushing defeat. The popular players on the Young Unicorn Ranking almost all killed their opponents in one move.

The competition progressed quickly, and it was already the 23rd round in just over an hour.

"Please come on stage, contestant who got card number twenty-three!"

With a shout, two players came on stage, and the audience cheered. After so many boring matches, there was finally a pair that was a little more interesting.

The source of the cheers came from the long-haired Lin Fenghe on the left. He had a cold look in his eyes and seemed not to be looking at his opponent at all.

The man opposite him seemed to be a swordsman from Jianghu. Although he was not very old, his face was already frosted, and deep scars could be vaguely seen on his neck. Yesterday, Lin Fenghe took the initiative to report his order, allowing his opponent to study him. I wonder how much homework this swordsman has done.

So when Lin Fenghe came on stage, most people were cheering for his opponent, not for anything else, just because this Xuanmen disciple was really good at pretending! Out of the simplest psychology, everyone hoped that he would be severely slapped in the face.

But what they didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

Then the swordsman bowed and said, "Shen Gong Gang, Luo Hanfeng."

"Bagua City, Lin Fenghe."

After returning the gift, Lin Fenghe suddenly gathered his energy with his fingers, drew a circle of several feet in radius around him, and framed himself inside.

"My cultivation is higher than yours, so it's not fair to fight like this. I will stand in this circle and not go out. This way, if you can beat me, it will be considered your ability." He said calmly.

Hearing this, the other people from Xuanmen covered their faces and sighed again.

Liang Yue finally understood why this guy was squatting in high places all day. If he kept hanging around near everyone, he would easily get beaten.

As soon as he shows up, he's always showing off.

This act of contempt for his opponent naturally angered the swordsman and the audience, who shouted, "Kill him!"

The swordsman choked and drew his sword, saying solemnly: "Then please be careful, after all, swords have no eyes."

clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, a gong sounded, signaling the start of the fight.

Without saying anything, the swordsman rushed forward in one step, his figure flying, vaguely like a tiger or wolf. A ten-foot-long ring is just a matter of three or two steps for such a person, and as long as he gets close, even if the Qi Refiner has a higher level of cultivation, the warrior is still likely to win.

Therefore, in this kind of competition, warriors actually have a slight advantage.

But Lin Fenghe was not afraid of the swordsman rushing towards him. When the opponent was still three steps away, he casually drew out the golden bow in his left hand and the silver arrow in his right hand. When the opponent was still two steps away, he drew the bow and arrow and charged the bowstring.

Soon, the swordsman was only one step away, and the cold blade was already coming straight at his face, stinging his cheek.

Lin Fenghe spread his fingers, sizzle——

A long ray of blazing rainbow shot out and blasted past at a very close distance.

The swordsman had actually been on guard against this move. He twisted his body and dodged the arrow like a nimble monkey. He made a corner and rushed towards Lin Fenghe again.

But Lin Fenghe still did not avoid it, and it seemed that he really had no intention of leaving that circle.

Then everyone knew why he was so calm, because the arrow that seemed to have been dodged whistled in the air, then suddenly turned around and shot towards the swordsman again.

The space was too small and the incident happened suddenly, so he had no time to hide and could only take the arrow.

In his previous investigation, he only knew that Lin Fenghe was good at using the bow and arrow, but he didn't know that he had such archery skills!

boom!
There was a loud bang in the air, and the swordsman was blasted away, passing by Lin Fenghe only inches away.

When he fell to the ground with a plop, he was still a little dazed.

I almost thought I could win, but it turns out the gap is so big.

After Lin Fenghe won, he looked at the whole audience without saying a word, then turned around quietly, leaped away on the wind, leaving behind the silent audience and the speechless people of the Zhuxie Division.

"I really can't stand it." Li Mo shook his head and said angrily, "He's so pretentious. I want to go up and beat him up."

Liang Yue said: "Now I believe what you said, he was beaten by his father because he hid in high places every day."

(End of this chapter)