Chapter 602

"No, no!"

Emperor's line even facial expression is stiff, hard of shake head way.

I'm kidding. Hua Longfei and Yan Qiang are also eight layers of cultivation. Even he may not dare to challenge them once and for all.

But Wang Xu, but instant failure!

How dare he?

Seeing that emperor Xinglian had no opinion, Wang Xu's eyes seemed to flash a touch of disappointment. Then he looked back at Zhou Tianli, pointed to Emperor Xinglian and said faintly:

"Well, the order is very good. LAN Qian is the first, and the guy over there is the second. I'm the last one."

"Yes

At this time, Zhou Tianli in addition to smile and nod agree, what can he say?

The other seven teams are all five, just three of them.

Well, it was five

Soon, the sound of the beginning of the competition came from outside the lounge. Through the window, you can see a host on the arena, holding a microphone, shouting excitedly:

"The eight finals of the national martial arts Congress officially began, and the first teams in the first match were in the North China competition area and the southeast competition area."

"Please come to the stage

Almost as soon as the host's voice fell, a middle-aged man in his thirties and a young man with a rebellious face jumped onto the platform.

Wang Xu sweeps his eyes. The former is incomplete in the later period of martial arts, while the latter is complete in the seven layers of martial arts. The strength of Qi and blood is half the weight. But it is obvious that the middle-aged man should be richer in battle. There is no accident. The middle-aged man is sure to win.

Sure enough, after less than ten minutes on the stage, the rebellious young man was caught by a middle-aged man and broke his right arm with one punch, then fell off the stage.

However, the rules of this competition is the defending system. Each team has five members, and they can fight in the wheel. One person's victory is not the final victory.

Sure enough, the next middle-aged man was knocked down. After that, the two sides took turns on the stage and played for nearly an hour. The team in North China won the final four and was promoted to the top four.

The host came on stage again and announced in a loud voice:

"In the second round of the final eight, the teams are in the Mordor division and the Southwest Division!"

"Members from both sides please come on stage!"

In the rest room, LAN Qian got up slowly, but hesitated to look at Wang Xu and said in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, do you really want me to come on stage? With my accomplishments, I can't win. "

"Do you know what is the most important thing for a warrior?" After listening, Wang Xu suddenly asked.

"Gongfa, resources, talent, cultivation..." Lan Qian subconsciously opened her mouth and spat out a lot of nouns, which were indeed essential parts of martial arts cultivation.

"You are right. These are really important to the warrior, but they are not the most important." Wang Xu did not retort, but just shook his head and continued

"But the most important thing is a heart!"

"Martial arts is a road for martial artists to walk, climb and pursue power. It is a road full of unknown and endless."

"A real warrior is not fighting heaven, nor earth, nor wild animals, nor foreign enemies, nor enemies who kill his family, but himself!"

At this point, Wang Xu glanced around and saw that not only LAN Qian, but also Zhou Tianli, dixinglian and others were attracted by what he said. He immediately chuckled and said calmly:

"Remember those students from Jiulong University who came from the solar world yesterday. They were so high up that they called our Chinese warriors rubbish?"

"Let me just say that I am a Chinese warrior, but am I rubbish? On the contrary, in my eyes, they are the real rubbish! So, they died in my hands! "

"I just want you to understand. It is far more important for a warrior to understand himself and see himself clearly than anything else.

How many people are born to be chosen, but they don't know how to fight, what's the use?

As long as you know that you have seed, it's enough!

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Even if LAN Qian was a woman, she was excited. She took a deep look at Wang Xu, then bent down and said word by word:

"Thank you very much, young master."

Then she straightened up, straightened up, turned and strode to the platform outside the rest room.

It's true that how many people are born to be rich and noble and pass on to the next generation, but they don't know what's the use of struggle?

What if she is a Chinese warrior? What about the incomplete martial arts she practiced before?

As long as you know that you have seed, as long as you dare to fight, willing to fight, fight to fight, in the future, who can stop her?

Not to mention that now, she has the "skill inheritance jade amulet" given by Wang Xu. It's from emperor Jiang Yue. The complete skill in it, even in the solar world, is absolutely first-class or even top-notch.

In China, LAN Qian has become the "person" in the eyes of others. With Wang Xu as her backing, what is her fear?

On stage!

But it's just a contest. It doesn't matter if she fails. At least she has fulfilled her wish for the whole year of last year

Stand in the final!

Last year, Zhao Xinli humiliated her, humiliated the whole Hongyan Wudao society, and even today he deliberately designed to step on Hongyan again. Where is he? Not even qualified to participate in the district trials!

LAN Qian, holding her own sword, strode onto the platform without any fear.

In front of her, a huajinwu player from the southwest competition area looked at her for a long time. Then he took advantage of yahuazi and confirmed in disbelief:

"Are you... The starting member of the Mordor division? The peak of inner strength? Three layers in one

It's not surprising that Hua Jinwu, who was in his thirties, was in a daze. The main reason was that Lan Qian's cultivation was so weak that she just came to deliver food.

But the next second, the warrior suddenly said to himself, "does the magic capital division want to play psychological tactics? Deliberately, the first place starter is too weak to let them take it lightly, and the second place behind erupts and crush strongly, which brings them psychological pressure? "

Not only the warrior on the stage, but also everyone in the Northwest Division sitting in the rest room on the other side of the stage had a similar idea.

"Well, no matter how many means there are, it's also flashy!"

"Yes, in the face of absolute strength, any trick is just a paper tiger. It's smashed with one punch!"

"Hold on, this method is too inferior. You can see it at a glance. The other party is probably trying to make us have this arrogant attitude!"

"Fuck! Sure enough, it's insidious. I didn't find it. I started to look down on them! "

“……”

At the same time, the two people on the platform have already started to sign up for each other.

"Southwest competition area, Gao Jiancheng!"

"Magic city competition area, LAN Qian!"

They introduced each other. A master of martial arts, who acted as a referee, immediately said in a deep voice:

"There are no rules in the final eight, start!"

The voice just dropped.

"Touch!"

LAN Qian takes the lead. The long sword is like a dragon and snake. The cold light of the sword point to Gao Jiancheng's throat.

She knew that her strength was too different from that of the other side. She had only one shot chance, so she tried her best.

In one sword, it even brings the artistic conception of life and death. The sword roars in the sky, and the light of the sword is as bright as a flowe