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

Chapter 50 Qualifying ()

"The next game is still here."

The referee first said this to Zhou Linchen, and then began to explain, because this situation has happened before.

Therefore, in order not to trouble the victorious contestant to make two trips in vain, the victorious contestant only needs to wait in the original ring for the opponent to come in the next round.

Zhou Linchen nodded, sat cross-legged in the middle of the ring, and began to wait quietly for the next opponent to arrive.

The entire area around the arena did not dare to make any loud noises because of Zhou Linchen's silence.

A group of southern disciples gathered around several Baiyun Sect disciples in Yushan and began to compliment each other. Everyone was talking in low voices. Occasionally, warriors who accidentally spoke loudly were reminded by people around them who pulled their sleeves, and at the same time expressed awe. He looked at Zhou Linchen who was sitting cross-legged on the ring.

Zhou Linchen didn't expect that the second round would end so easily. It hadn't even been an hour, but he didn't expect that his performance in the first round had already been spread.

"However, this is good, it will be more convenient for me to advance." Zhou Linchen thought silently.

At the edge of the crowd around the ring, several people in casual clothes looked at each other and left together in tacit agreement.

News began to spread that Zhou Linchen, the leading disciple of Baiyun Sect, easily advanced to the third round.

Zhou Linchen's reputation suddenly grew, and more and more spectators came to this arena to watch Zhou Linchen's third round match.

In the first round, he instantly killed Loft, and in the second round, he scared off his opponent and defeated him without a fight.

This legendary experience came from a core disciple of a southern sect, and it really shocked most people.

Now everyone just wants to see how far Zhou Linchen, who represents the southern sect, can go.

During this period of time, all the southern disciples who had been unable to hold their heads high due to the weak strength of southern martial arts felt a little proud. For the first time, they had taken advantage of the northern sect, all thanks to Zhou Linchen.

Now Zhou Linchen's strong rise was like a shot in the arm of all the southern disciples, giving them all hope that the Baiyun Sect could reach the front of the three sects.

"Senior Brother Zhou Linchen will definitely be able to defeat all enemies except those three sects!"

"The latest news is that the only person who has made it to the third round of qualifying is Senior Brother Zhou. Let's cheer him up!"

"It would be great if Senior Brother Zhou could win first place..."

While waiting for the next opponent to come, and word of mouth from the audience, this arena has suddenly become the last hope for southern martial arts.

The number of people around the ring was also much larger than the people around other rings. No one was not looking forward to where this young Baiyun Sect disciple would go.

Zhou Linchen slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone under the ring. Although their voices were subtle, they were still very noisy when added up.

Feeling carefully among these inaudible sounds, Zhou Linchen thought about it and finally could only feel two words, hope.

"Except for me, is there no southern martial artist who has advanced to the third round?" Zhou Linchen asked a southern disciple who was closest to the ring.

"Yes... yes, senior brother, you... are... our last hope in the south." The disciple obviously did not expect to be stopped by Zhou Linchen, who he regarded as his hope, and he replied very excitedly.

"We had expected it, didn't we..." Zhou Linchen didn't have any surprises. He looked towards the opposite side of the ring and looked at the passageway, where the next player to compete with him would come out.

At this moment, a blond man wearing white casual clothes walked out of the passage. He had a stern face and looked at Zhou Linchen with a disdainful smile.

Felix strode forward, and loud screams began to erupt from the corners of the crowd on both sides of the passage.

"It's Felix! No..."

"A disciple from a small sect still claims to win the championship. It's just a fool's errand."

"Brother Felix, come on, bring this arrogant guy back to reality!"     …

The northern disciples who had been hiding in the crowd started to clamor at this time. Felix was a famous genius of the younger generation. In their view, Zhou Linchen's qualifying journey could only end here.

"So it's you." Zhou Linchen watched with a smile as Felix came to the ring step by step. The famous genius he met for the first time was Felix, but he didn't expect to meet him in the third round.

Felix tapped his toes on the floor, exerted force on his legs, and jumped directly onto the ring.

"The frog in the well should know that he only deserves to stay in the well." Felix raised his head and looked at Zhou Linchen, and sneered at the same time, "You should admit defeat, I only give you this one chance."

In the first round, Felix met a southern martial artist, and then he broke both of the man's arms in a humiliating way, and broke both of his legs before the opponent could admit defeat.

A living martial artist was tortured and crippled by him. If it were not for the restrictions of the ranking rules, that person would not be able to escape from Felix's hands. Of course, for a martial artist, having his limbs broken is a big deal. It feels like life is worse than death.

But now, Felix came in front of Zhou Linchen. He threw out the options as if he was showing mercy, not caring about Zhou Linchen's thoughts at all.

This is his arrogance as a genius.

"Game start!"

Without waiting for the two to continue communicating, the referee, sensing something was wrong, announced the start of the game and jumped off the ring.

"Then, the price for committing the crime of arrogance is..." Zhou Linchen murmured in a low voice. In this noisy environment, Felix could only hear a few words muttered by the big man in front of him.

"You make up your mind——"

"Oh!"

Zhou Linchen jumped forward, and his huge body rushed towards Felix at an extremely fast speed like a meteorite impact.

Felix seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. At this time, he raised his left foot and jumped into the air. Under him was Zhou Linchen's strong body.

Under the chandelier above the ring, Felix's shadow formed behind Zhou Linchen.

"One move is enough to deal with a big guy like you."

Felix's elbow formed a spike shape and struck towards the back of Zhou Linchen's head.

Zhou Linchen looked indifferent. Since he became stronger, the people he met would also be stronger. Naturally, he did not have an advantage in terms of speed. It was normal for him to be avoided, but when it came to head-on confrontation, he was never afraid. Anyone.

Zhou Linchen twisted his feet and exerted force, turned his entire upper body 180 degrees, and slapped hard with his giant palm.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Felix's body was thrown off the ring by Zhou Linchen like a casually discarded sandbag. After his breakthrough, his precise body collided with the ground, creating a hole and stirring up a large amount of dust.

"The verdict can be announced." Zhou Linchen turned to look at the referee and said calmly.

Zhou Linchen straightened out his clothes that were wrinkled due to the sudden exertion, turned over and walked out of the ring, striding towards the passage from which he came.

The referee, who had regained his composure, moved his lips and finally announced loudly, "Baiyun Gate, wins!"

The virtual screen above the ring began to announce, "Baiyunmen wins and enters the fourth round."

It wasn't until Zhou Linchen left that cheers like a volcano erupted, and the electronic broadcast and referee's voices were drowned in it.

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