Chapter 37： Match fixing

Chapter 37 Game Fixing

In the martial arts hall, the three principals and Xu Jun have left.

However, as the loser, He Zhichao frowned and remained on the ring.

Liu Xuanyue looked at him silently and suddenly said: "Why, you only lost once and then you're in ruins?"

He Zhichao said angrily: "Nonsense." He paused and said: "Didn't you say that after I challenge, it will be your turn? Why didn't you continue just now?"

Liu Xuanyue said without hesitation: "Since he can defeat you easily, I am definitely no match for him. Since I know I can't win, why bother to humiliate myself."

He Zhichao rolled his eyes, it turned out that he was using me as a guinea pig to find out someone else's background.

Liu Xuanyue looked a little solemn and said: "I couldn't understand the competition just now. Why did you attack intermittently and expose so many flaws?"

Everyone says that the beholder is clear, but as a bystander, she became more and more confused.

If he hadn't been a classmate with He Zhichao for two years, knowing that with his pride and character, he would definitely not do anything to deliberately admit defeat to please others, Liu Xuanyue really doubted whether the two of them were playing tricks.

He Zhichao was startled for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief: "Liu Xuanyue, didn't you hear the sound of Xu Jun's sword?"

"I heard it." Liu Xuanyue said: "The sound of the innate sword gives me a somewhat mysterious feeling."

He Zhichao's expression became extremely strange.

"Is it just a little mysterious? Don't you sound like you are boiling with blood, entangled, stagnant, and... feeling like you want to rebel?"

Qi and blood rebel?

What are you talking about? You are probably dizzy.

However, Liu Xuanyue was not an idiot. After thinking about it for a moment, she immediately understood the horror.

"You mean, after hearing Xu Jun's sword cry, your energy and blood were out of control?"

"Yes." He Zhichao's voice was a little bitter: "The sound of the innate sword has such a great impact on the qi and blood. It is simply incredible."

He paused and then said: "You...really don't feel anything?"

Liu Xuanyue pursed her lips tightly and shook her head silently.

The two most powerful Xiantian-level students in the 3 schools looked at each other, and inexplicably, there was a chill in their hearts.

How did this guy Xu Jun do it?

Even the influence of sword sounds on people can be distinguished. Is this an innate warrior or an immortal cultivator?

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October goes by so fast.

Entering the quarterfinals, a week later, Xu Jun stepped onto the ring again.

This time he met another martial arts representative, but what made him a little regretful was that this person was not a congenital person, but only an acquired peak.

What made him even more happy was that this man was good at weapons.

As a result, Xu Jun's mentality became more stable with a sword in hand.

According to Li Qiankun's request, after a friendly exchange of more than a dozen moves with the opponent, he politely asked him to leave the ring.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see the secret, and they think that the two of them are evenly matched as they fight back and forth.

It was Seo Jun's final outburst that gave him victory.

However, in the eyes of a truly powerful warrior, it is clear.

After this battle, Xu Jun successfully entered the semi-finals.

Li Qiankun happily introduced Xu Jun to Thunder Martial Arts School, and then said: "Brother Xu, your next match is the semi-finals. Your opponent in the semi-finals is Deng Le from Foshan Martial Arts School. This guy is good at using long sticks and weapons. Every inch grows stronger, so be careful."

He paused and added: "Of course we believe that you can win, but don't underestimate the enemy."

Deng Le is one of the two talents in this Youth Martial Arts Cup, and he is definitely not on the same level as his previous opponents.

Therefore, Li Qiankun also made a special statement.

Xu Jun was a little surprised and said: "The draw for the semi-finals hasn't been carried out yet. How come the results are out?"

The draw for the Youth Martial Arts Cup was different. It was drawn again after the results of the previous round.

According to the organizing committee, the purpose is to increase excitement. Li Qiankun chuckled and said: "Brother Xu, before drawing lots, there is actually a convention, that is, try not to draw innate-level warriors together."

He lowered his voice slightly and said: "The martial arts cultivation level we reported to you is innate level, so throughout this fight, I have never encountered Kuang Feng or Deng Le. However, I ended up in the semi-finals." , so you are bound to encounter one of them.”

Xu Jun was a little unhappy and said, "What are you talking about? Can't Kuang Feng and Deng Le meet first?"

He was definitely not afraid of those two people, but Li Qiankun's solemn attitude made him a little unhappy.

Could it be that Kuang Feng would be able to avoid the other two innates and finally enjoy the success?

Li Qiankun looked a little embarrassed and said: "Well... maybe the organizing committee thinks that among the three innates among you, Kuang Feng is the strongest and most popular, so he should enter the finals."

Xu Jun was startled for a moment and cursed: "Damn it, this lottery can indeed be manipulated."

Manipulating the results of the draw is something that every organizing committee has been criticized and reviled for.

However, the organizing committee never admitted it, and no one could provide evidence.

The organizing committee has repeatedly stated that the results of the draw are random, but there are some coincidences in the random process.

Xu Jun was dubious about this before, because such a statement did exist.

But from now on, he will never believe the organizing committee's statement again.

"Okay, I understand." Xu Jun nodded and said, "Brother Li, thank you for the news."

Li Qiankun hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Xu, are you sure about the next game?"

Xu Jun laughed dumbly and said: "Do you want me to be sure, or not?"

Li Qiankun said without hesitation: "Of course I am sure. Our Thunder Martial Arts School has not won the championship for eight years."

Xu Jun laughed and said: "Then please inform the museum owner and ask him to prepare a bonus of 100,000 yuan."

After saying that, Xu Jun entered the practice room and started today's Qi and Blood practice.

Li Qiankun's eyes flashed, and instead of disturbing Xu Jun, he came to the seventh floor of the martial arts hall.

"Dad, I told Brother Xu the result of the draw."

Li Hengxin nodded slightly and said, "What did Mr. Xu say?"

"He said it didn't matter, he could fight anyone."

Although Xu Jun didn't say these words, his attitude and actions showed it vividly.

"Oh, Mr. Xu is so confident?"

"Yes, he also asked you to prepare a bonus of 100,000 yuan."

Li Hengxin raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a proud smile.

Inviting Xu Jun to compete on behalf of Thunder Martial Arts School was definitely the stroke of genius in his life.

He had personally experienced the terrifying power of Xu Jun's sword.

That's not an innate sword cry at all.

But when the sword sounds to the end, the sword sounds reaches the level of Gang.

Before Xu Jun struck out with that sword, Li Hengxin actually didn't have much confidence in the championship.

Because in his impression, after all, Xu Jun had just realized the innate sword sound not long ago.

Moreover, he is still an eighteen-year-old kid. Compared with others who are twenty-seven or eighty-year-old, he is far behind in terms of physical fitness, mentality, and experience.

Li Hengxin really didn't expect Xu Jun to win the championship this time.

When he befriended Seo Jun, he was betting on the future, not the present.

However, after being struck by a sword, he lost his memory.

Therefore, he has full confidence in Xu Jun.

As long as this little guy doesn't underestimate the enemy, there will be no suspense about who will win this term.

(End of chapter)