Starting from the magnetic field martial arts, pushing across all realms

Chapter 62 62. We can also play prop games here, right?

When "Yin Zhou" finished speaking, he put on a warm smile and prepared to receive applause, but he didn't hear any sound.

After looking around, I found that the audience was completely silent.

Seeing that there were even many people whispering, "Yin Zhou" felt a little uneasy, and his enthusiastic smile gradually disappeared.

His face calmed down and his eyes became cold, which made everyone who was staring at him feel a chill down their backs.

Expressionlessly, he took out a piece of white paper filled with notes from his arms.

Lei Jiba took it in his hand and looked at it again and again, and finally he finally saw clearly the competition schedule written by Yin Zhou on it.

He blinked and thought thoughtfully for a while.

"Ahem," Lei Jiba coughed twice, and then stuffed the white paper in his hand back into his arms.

Pan Yang in the audience was a little confused as to why "Yin Zhou" didn't get to the point quickly.

After scanning the surroundings, I found that many people were also impatient. However, people under the eaves had to lower their heads. They still endured it and waited for "Yin Zhou" to speak under the hot sunshine.

Suddenly, Pan Yang felt a chill in his body, and the feeling of being spied on emerged in his heart.

Looking in the direction of the sight, Pan Yang raised his eyebrows, but it was "Yin Zhou" on the central stage who was staring at him with a smile, no, or a group of them.

Somewhat puzzled, Pan Yang looked around, but found that the others didn't seem to notice this, and were still waiting for the opening ceremony to end with their heads lowered.

Frowning, Pan Yang was about to raise his head and look at "Yin Zhou", but found that he was not looking there, as if it was just a coincidence.

At the same time, a hand suddenly patted Pan Yang's shoulder.

I was shocked, but then a familiar voice came from behind, "What's going on?"

Feeling the stiffness of Pan Yang's shoulders, Li Linmu was also a little surprised and confused as to why he suddenly entered a fighting state.

Hearing this, Pan Yang sighed, relaxed his body, and waved his hand to Li Linmu behind him, indicating that nothing was wrong.

Such an episode was naturally not noticed by Lei Jiba. He just felt that Bai Xing had not arrived yet and was a little confused.

After all, he had gone back and forth from Tiannan to Nanming.

And this was the result of the fact that after the No. [-] anchor point was destroyed by White Star, he had no choice but to enter Nanming from the relatively longer No. [-] anchor point.

But at least judging from the results, he was actually much faster than Shirahoshi.

After thinking about it, Lei Jiba started reading according to the schedule left by Yin Zhou.

"Because the transformation secret realm applied to the General Association this time is a little special, and you can only enter a maximum of nine schools at a time, so you have to divide it into two batches and enter at staggered time periods."

Before "Yin Zhou" on the stage finished speaking, the audience started to become restless.

"What? Isn't that what this means?"

"Did the first round of screening start so soon?"

"Can't you change to a secret realm? Once you've accepted it, if it's too young, then continue the transformation."

"Calm down, this is a benefit to our strong school, not a disadvantage."

Li Linmu in the audience was a little confused. Why didn't he understand?
Patting Pan Yang who was standing in front of him on the shoulder, Li Linmu asked in confusion, "Why do you say this is the first round of screening?"

Pan Yang rubbed his brows and felt a little uneasy, but still spoke to Li Linmu according to his own understanding.

"Well, let's put it this way. If this secret realm is still like the previous ranking mode of hunting monsters in exchange for points, then the nine schools that enter first will have the greatest advantage."

After swallowing, Li Linmu's brows also furrowed, if so.

Pan Yang nodded, not facing Li Linmu, but looking at "Yin Zhou" on the stage, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

"If I guess correctly, the first round of fighting is probably about to begin."

Sure enough, what "Yin Zhou" said next undoubtedly did not verify Pan Yang's conjecture.

"Yin Zhou" pressed his hands down, then smiled and said slowly, "So next, let's go through the first round of trials."

Then he clapped his hands, and then two strong men appeared on the stage carrying a huge box.

"Then the next two schools I draw will send two representatives each to compete on stage."

After the words fell, the audience was filled with dead silence.

Although everyone had expected this to happen, at this moment, they still felt helpless.

Immediately afterwards, many people began to compete for the strongest position in the school.

In the audience, Pan Yang looked condensed.

But in his heart, he suddenly remembered Lin Tiancheng's strong preference for his and Bai Xing's resources, and he couldn't help but murmured, "Principal, have you even thought of this?"

But Bai Xing hadn't arrived yet, so he let out a long sigh.

I just hope Shirahoshi won't come and go because he got lost.

He patted Li Linmu on the shoulder and said, "If. I mean if. I'll go up first later, and then Bai Xing hasn't arrived yet. You can go up next."

Hearing this, Li Linmu felt a little uneasy, and he couldn't help but make swallowing sounds.

But then he slapped himself hard, and Pan Yang was a little shocked.

With reddish cheeks, Li Linmu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, he no longer felt uneasy, but instead exuded a fearless aura.

Qi, momentum, and heart reach their peak at this moment!

Today, he, Li Linmu, will definitely enter the land of sword immortals!
Let them see the value of the third genius in Tiannan!

Not to mention everyone in Tiannan who was shocked by Li Linmu who had regained his form at this moment.

At the VIP seats in the best position, the principals looked at each other with helplessness, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Huan, who came here instead of Lin Tiancheng, was also silent.

Isn't this equivalent to having an upper-[-]th-rate school and a lower-[-]th-rate school?
If word of this got out, their school wouldn't be able to open.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, no one spoke.

A slightly younger middle-aged principal laughed and said, "Seniors, don't be embarrassed. I tell you, it should have been like this a long time ago."

Seeing this, a bald principal became a little angry and shouted, "Yang Li, don't you understand the purpose of this?"

An old man in Chinese tunic suit on the side also frowned and said to the middle-aged principal known as Li Li, "To use a popular word among their students, they are forcing us to be top-notch. Forcing students to become involuntarily involved."

Immediately afterwards, they no longer paid attention to the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two people and the people who were helplessly trying to break up the fight. They once again looked at "Yin Zhou" on the stage below, with a trace of thought in their eyes.

This is definitely not something that Yin Zhou can do alone.

You must know that the consequence of doing this is that the school will heavily tilt its resources towards the two most talented people.

The good thing is that every school will have two extremely powerful beings every year, but if this goes on for a long time, the middle and grassroots level of extraordinary people will inevitably die young.

Is the war in the north getting more intense?There was a trace of worry in his eyes, and as he thought about it, the old man couldn't help but sigh for the future.

The fact is just as the old man in Mao suit thought.

This was not Lei Jiba's impromptu plan, but the confidential documents he found from Yin Zhou's office.

To be honest, he was a little surprised when he saw it. The signature on it was signed by the admiral of the Academic Affairs Bureau in charge of education in the entire south!
Shaking his head, Lei Jiba didn't intend to think about it in detail, at least it had nothing to do with his plan.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he casually pulled out two small notes from the box.Opening it, Lei Jiba took one look and felt a little regretful.

"The first game, Liuniu City vs. Lingbao City."

After reading out the lottery results, Lei Jiba pressed his hands on the lottery box, then kicked hard with his feet, and just like that, he flew straight to the referee's seat with the box.

After a while, in the direction of Liuniucheng College, a tall man with tight and powerful muscles walked towards the ring.

He has an ordinary appearance, wearing a lightweight martial arts uniform, but the perseverance that always appears on his face reveals his extraordinary look.

With a light kick of his feet, he jumped straight onto the ring, even politely bowing his hands in all directions.

And everyone in the audience recognized this person's identity at this moment.

"This one looks so familiar."

"Doesn't that look familiar? He is the one who is on the top 32 list."

"Niubao? Is that really your name?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He is from Jingning City School and his accent is not right. This person's name is Liu Bo."

Just as everyone was talking about it, a young man wearing a black sword suit walked straight up to the ring leisurely and leisurely in the direction of Lingbaocheng Academy.

Everyone frowned when they saw it.

"Who is this?"

"Do you think these clothes are made by sword cultivators?"

At the same time, many knowledgeable people recognized the clothes the young man was wearing.

"Is this the one produced by Kunlun Jinxiu?"

"Huh? Isn't this the sword uniform specially made for the sword cultivator that was quoted at 50 extraordinary coins?"

"Damn it, I remember didn't this dress say that it can assist sword masters in handling swords?"

"I remember, isn't this man a genius who only happens once in a hundred years in Lingbao City?"

"Yes, what's your name? Si Tian?!"

At the VIP table, the war of words also subsided.

Li Li, who was separated to the side, looked strange when he saw this, and couldn't help but joked, "Isn't someone the first to oppose involution? Why are students using this kind of equipment?"

Hearing this, the bald principal's face suddenly turned red, but when he thought about it, he didn't think it was reasonable, and finally gave up angrily.

He just looked at the ring quietly and stopped making any sound.

The principals who were preparing for a fight were relieved. The two of them were so angry that they almost started a fight. Now they are in peace and harmony.

But as the principal of Liuniucheng, the strong old man in black clothes and white hair felt a little pity. If he had known that props were not prohibited, he would have asked Liu Bo to put on his armor on stage.

Return your gaze to the arena.

At this time, Si Tian had already boarded the ring, and Liu Bo was also ready to fight Si Tian.

But until then, "Where's your sword?"

Liu Bo had a look of confusion on his face, and when he felt the sharp sword energy of the person in front of him, he felt his skin sting a little.

The person in front is indeed a swordsman, but why doesn't he wear a sword on stage? !
Thinking of this, his mind couldn't turn around for a moment.

Hearing this, Sitian was startled, but then a smile appeared on his lips.

"To be honest, I really don't want to use it."

But as he finished speaking, a stream of light quickly flew up from the stage and landed next to Si Tian accurately.

"This, what a superb method of sword control is this??"

Some people in the audience were very shocked when they saw this. Sitian was only at a two-star level, close to a three-star at most, but why did he have such a superb sword control method? ?

This is, but someone gave the answer weirdly, "If I remember this correctly, it's the 25-piece three-star spirit-enchanted weapon produced by Huashan Heavy Industry, right?"

Hearing this, everyone in the audience was startled. They also knew the intelligence of spirit-possessed weapons, so they burst into shouts.

"This is a fucking money comparison, right???"

"Unfair and calling for disqualification."

"What the hell can compare to this???"

Li Linmu was speechless. He pulled Pan Yang's arm and asked, "Can the school buy me a handful of this?"

Pan Yang was startled and said a little embarrassedly, "Ahem, the school may not have enough funds."

At the VIP table, Li Li was already laughing, and the strong old man was even more angry.

When he was about to rush up and beat the bald old man severely, but saw the muscular man charging towards him, the bald principal felt helpless. He waved his wand and a wall of light appeared, directly blocking the muscular principal's charge.

"Why are you still involved? According to me, just spend money on science and technology."

Li Li fell into the well and made trouble.

After holding up his forehead, the principals around him also moved forward again, but the way they looked at the bald old man was not right.

Why are you still playing an item competition? Last year, Lingbao City didn't do that outrageously. Is this his own son participating in the battle?

Wait, Si Tian, ​​Si Shui?

"You fucking set a small stove for your own son, right?"

As the muscular principal revealed the truth, the principals around him no longer wanted to start a fight.

Even Li Li was speechless, and in the end he just said helplessly, "Don't make things happen. Lin Tiancheng is not here this time, and Sishui can't stand a punch from you, Liang Chen."

Then everyone stopped paying attention to the two people who were making a lot of noise behind them and continued to watch the game.

On the stage, Liu Bo didn't feel anything and just nodded towards Si Tian.

At the same time, seeing that the two of them were ready, the referee in the audience also gave a loud shout.

"start!"

"boom!"

The sword edge collided with the fist shadow at this moment!

The boundless air flow rose wildly, even rolling straight towards the audience seats on the side.

The air wave was turbulent, but the moment it touched the edge of the ring, it suddenly dissipated.

Looking carefully, I could see that on the edge, the marks were shining brightly, informing everyone of their current role.

Everyone was relieved when they saw this. Since they didn't have to face the storm directly, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But then he also raised the focus of his eyes, concentrated his mind seriously, and concentrated on the battle ahead.

The collision of moves, the collision of fists and swords, all tell the story of the intensity of the competition.

Fist shadows flew and swords screamed.

The first battle is about to determine the winner!

(End of this chapter)