Chapter 42. 65. The First Battle

The ostentatious Hu Xiaotian jumped off the big fish very much.

Big Fish grunted: "I want extra food."

Hu Xiaotian pretended not to hear.

His grand event number was "697", and he stood leisurely under the arena of the talent competition with a sign waiting.

There are more than a hundred arenas, and a grandmaster stands in front of each stage to referee the contestants and seal the strength of the senior contestants.In the first audition, one person needs to pick more than a dozen rounds to advance.

If you lose, you will enter the losing group, if you win, you will enter the winning group, if you win three games in the losing group, you will enter the winning group, and if you win [-] games in the winning group, you will be promoted.

So there are more than a dozen games in total, and ten games are less.

The audition lasted for two days, it took Hu Xiaotian six days to sail back and forth, and it took one day to wait. The competition lasted about three days, and there were two more days to do business. Hu Xiaotian had a full schedule.

"No. 697! Stage 135!" After a short wait, Hu Xiaotian entered the ring.

The arena is a defensive mode.

In front of Hu Xiaotian was a man with many injuries.

Ah Shui shouted from the audience: "Master! This is a beast! A 20-year-old Nine Realm warrior, won five games in a row!"

The man glanced at Ah Shui, then at Hu Xiaotian.

He said mockingly: "Hey! Young master brother! How dare you come to fight at such a low level?"

Hu Xiaotian waved his hand: "No way, I have money at home, so I have to come out to practice, otherwise I can only go back and inherit my tens of millions of wealth."

Beast sneered: "That's good! I'll help you, let you go back and inherit tens of millions of wealth!"

Immediately after he accepted the seal, he found a pair of fist gloves on the weapon platform beside him.He sharpened his palms and adapted to the four tons of strength in the four realms of warriors.

Hu Xiaotian picked up a long knife, swung it around, and quickly became proficient in using the knife with the blessing of the second level of knife mastery.

The referee saw that the two sides were getting ready, and he didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and shouted: "Start."

The beast leaned down and charged like a wild wolf.

Hu Xiaotian held the sword in both hands and kept still.

He recalled the move called Yan Fan in the brochure.That thing is not just the Dao of the Sword, but also the practice of footwork.

As the beast approached, Hu Xiaotian drew his sword.

Three times in a row, the steps of his feet are unpredictable.

"Dong dong! Da!"

Three knives fell on the beast at an extremely fast speed. The beast tried his best to block two knives, but was hit in the head by the third knives.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian didn't use a blade, otherwise the beast would have been dismembered.

Hu Xiaotian frowned: "I didn't use it right. The saber lights should have fallen together! How come they are so separated?"

The referee ordered the logistics to take away the beast, and heard Hu Xiaotian's muttering: "Pervert!"

Just now, the distance between Hu Xiaotian's knives was almost only an instant, and the knives were cut from all directions, and people only had two hands. According to the referee, most people of the same level as the third knife would not be able to catch it.

In the end, the young master was fine, and he was still criticizing that he had a problem with his sword skills.

"Maybe this is a genius! Next, No. 735! Ring 130, No. [-]!"

Another man came up. He looked about 20 years old, and his strength was about to surpass that of a warrior. He was happy to see Hu Xiaotian, who was the only warrior in the world staring at the knife in his hand.

"Stable!"

After sealing the realm, he picked up a gun to fight.

The referee rolled his eyes slightly, but he didn't pay attention.

Ah Shui said from the side: "Jiang He, the creator of Jiang Hai's tumultuous shooting, was praised by the city lord of Jiangling City as a genius with excellent marksmanship."

The referee shouted: "Go."

Hu Xiaotian's footsteps moved lightly, and he slashed down three times.

Jiang He's face changed drastically, he resisted two shots, and was knocked unconscious afterward.

Hu Xiaotian slowly waved his knife and muttered: "No, no, it's still wrong!"

(End of this chapter)

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