We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 49 Qualifying ()

"As long as I can block this blow!!"

The next second, a huge roar broke out in the ring.

"bang"

Zhou Linchen turned over and jumped off the ring. Without even looking at the referee or the audience, he walked straight to the passage from which he came.

"This..." The male referee sent by the Giant Spirit Sect looked at Loft, who was lying on the ring and had fallen into a coma, and finally recovered, "Baiyun Sect, win!"

The spectators in the ring next to him didn't react until the referee made the announcement, and they burst into cheers. Several of Loft's junior brothers went up to carry him down and ran away in dejection.

Just before the arena battle started, they had been bragging about Loft in front of these southern disciples, but they didn't expect that Loft would be defeated in one confrontation.

The entire battle can be summarized in a few words:

"Loft is on stage."

"Loft sealed the victory early."

"Zhou Linchen is in a tough fight."

"Loft hit gg in laughter."

"Zhou Linchen left the ring in tears."

Being Loft's junior disciples was somewhat embarrassing, so naturally there was no reason to stay long.

"So strong..." The girl standing next to Patrick was dumbfounded. From the time she questioned to the time she was slapped in the face, it didn't take more than ten seconds. "I take back my words about looking down on him. Among the masters I have seen, he is at least in the top ten. "

Patrick had obviously expected this. When he confronted Otis before, he discovered Zhou Linchen's extraordinary qualities. He could actually feel a sense of threat from this bulky man.

This is also the reason why he came to watch Zhou Linchen's game.

"Senior brother, the second round of the competition is about to begin." A disciple of the Secret Sword Sect said in a deep voice behind him.

"Well, let's go."

Led by Patrick, the group left quickly.

After exiting the passage, Zhou Linchen returned to the previous cabin.

At this time, the crowd of southern martial arts masters in the hut was reduced by a large amount, from the original dozen to the current four or five. In other words, in the first round of the battle, most of the southern martial arts masters had lost.

Ansius was very happy to see Zhou Linchen coming back. As long as the participants from Baiyun Sect are stronger, the alliance they form will be more reliable.

"How did you feel about the first game?" Ansius stood on tiptoe and patted Zhou Linchen on the shoulder, asking with a smile.

"I feel...a little relaxed." Zhou Linchen replied.

"You are so young, you are lucky enough to win...what? Easy?" Ansius was about to comfort the young man, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be talking about easy?

"Who is your opponent?"

"A guy with a big back who calls himself Loft."

Ansius looked at Zhou Linchen, who didn't look like he had gone through a fierce battle at all, and was speechless for a moment. He originally thought that Zhou Linchen was just lucky and met a weaker opponent.

The result was that Loft, who was also well-known in the northern sect, broke through the martial arts at the age of twenty-five. He was unstoppable with great strength and was hailed as the strongest martial artist among those geniuses. Now he was easily eliminated by Zhou Linchen. .

Ansius came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Linchen. In Zhou Linchen's eyes, he only saw a vast ocean called confidence. In his eyes, Zhou Linchen was at least a genius comparable to Sis, Patrick and others.

He looked back at the southern martial artists who were still supporting each other. He had a hunch that the pattern of the Southern Alliance would change dramatically after this martial arts conference.

Zhou Linchen stared at Ansius quietly. He believed that Ansius was a smart man. After integrating the Southern Alliance, he would not be able to manage all aspects of the alliance. This would require manpower to help him manage the alliance, and Ansius would not Wouldn't expect it.

As expected, Ansius took out a small square seal from nowhere and handed it to Zhou Linchen, "This is the token of my strong martial arts association. Seeing this token is like seeing me. I offer this today to honor the Baiyun Sect as the leader of the alliance. "

Reaching out to take the token, Zhou Linchen held it in his hand. This small square seal was carved from a unique material in this world, and it felt strange to the touch. “There’s no rush.” Zhou Linchen took the small square seal into his arms and whispered.

He took a deep look at Ansius, the owner of the Qiangwu Club Boxing Gym. Zhou Linchen was not yet ready to entrust him with the collection of secret books. They had just met each other not long ago, and they had not yet reached the point of entrusting him with the details. situation.

Let him do it now, not to mention whether he can collect the treasured secrets of other sects, but he may not be able to collect the secrets of his strong martial arts association.

After he shows his invincible strength in this martial arts competition, it will not be too late to put this matter on the agenda.

Zhou Linchen sat and chatted with a few people for a while, trying to find out which masters were emerging outside, but he didn't want to hear interesting things about the Giant Spirit Sect.

The four spirits of the Giant Spirit Sect are all geniuses at the martial arts level, but since only three people can be selected to participate in the qualifying competition, except for Sith, the remaining three must compete for the last two places, and finally Felik Si and another disciple named Michia won.

In other words, at least one of the four spirits must be unable to participate. This is also good news for all other sects except the Secret Sword Sect and the Full Moon Sect.

Of course, this does not include the Baiyun Gate, precisely because for Zhou Linchen, there is no difference between the wheel and the one-on-one.

In a short while, the first round of competition was over, and the second floor competition was about to begin.

After Zhou Linchen and Anxius parted ways, they walked towards the channel with the ring number notified by the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect. Soon he reached the ring where he was going to compete.

Walking out of the tunnel, the ring was surrounded by people. Zhou Linchen's aura slightly wrapped his body to form a fine net, and everyone around him was squeezed away by an inexplicable force when he touched it.

In the crowded crowd, wherever Zhou Linchen walked, people on the road crowded forward and automatically made way for one person to pass.

Some warriors who wanted to curse loudly after being squeezed away turned around and saw Zhou Linchen's unusual body shape. They could only smile and pretend not to care and continue to interact with their friends.

Zhou Linchen, who walked out of the crowd, was extremely conspicuous. No one failed to notice him. Several Baiyun Sect disciples and the Southern Disciple Alliance who had been waiting for him began to cheer loudly for Zhou Linchen.

"Senior Brother Zhou is invincible!"

"Brother Zhou, come on!!"

……

Zhou Linchen climbed onto the ring and stood there waiting for his opponent in this match.

Soon, the opponent walked out of the passage on the other side and jumped onto the ring.

"Hey, no more fighting, I admit defeat!"

The middle-aged man with a simple face who came from the opposite side quickly shouted at the referee after seeing Zhou Linchen's face.

Zhou Linchen was suddenly stunned and glanced at the referee. He didn't know what the situation was now and why his opponent in this game gave up without even fighting.

"Are you sure?" the referee asked with slight surprise.

He has presided over several martial arts conferences. This kind of situation has not happened in the previous ones, but most of them happened in the last few rounds of competition. When the strength gap between the two sides is relatively large, the weaker side will take the initiative. Throw in the towel.

This is also because the closer you get to the back, the more players use their true skills, and losers are often more susceptible to serious injuries, so it is also a wise choice to take the initiative to admit defeat.

"I am sure."

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Zhou Linchen tremblingly. He met a weaker martial artist from the south in the first round and won the match at the cost of a slight injury. He wanted to try his luck in the second round to see the strength of his opponent. how.

He didn't expect to directly encounter the monster that instantly killed Loft in the previous game. Loft was still being treated, and he didn't want to lie in the infirmary at the Giant Spirit Gate with Loft.

After confirming that one player had abstained, the referee announced loudly, "Baiyun Gate, wins!"

Zhou Linchen shook his head slightly and was about to leave the field, but was stopped by the referee.

(End of this chapter)