Zhuangda Tang Juvenile Lang

Chapter 125 Finals ([-])

The sky is getting brighter, and the audience seats are already full.

Those who didn’t get a seat squeezed together with their relatives and friends. Fortunately, sitting on the floor was popular in Tang Dynasty, and without chairs, more people could be accommodated.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

As soon as the auspicious time came, dozens of brawny men with shirtless bodies and muscles full of explosive strength beat the drums!Suddenly, dozens of huge war drums sounded earth-shattering.

The drums are dense, and under the effect of the echo, they can't stop reverberating, and finally merged into a set of shocking battle songs!

After a battle drum, the audience was silent.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has arrived!"

With a passionate voice, Li Shimin led a group of civil and military ministers, walked out of the city tower, and received the worship of thousands of people!
"Long live His Majesty the Tang Emperor!"

The roar of 6 or [-] people in the Martial Arts Field with the echo function is deafening, earth-shattering, mighty and majestic, full of murderous aura, but its power is enough to make people collapse without a fight, an irresistible domineering momentum .

Ever since Chai Shao defeated the Turks, the great enemy of the Central Plains, in Shuozhou, Li Shimin's personal prestige and popularity have skyrocketed. If calculated as a percentage, if it was 95 before, then it is at least [-] now.

The 58 warriors vying for the champion of martial arts stood in a row in the martial arts arena, receiving the inspection of Li Shimin's gaze. Except for Qin Feng and other children from the family of generals, all of them were red-faced and short of breath.

Emperor, not everyone can watch it so closely.

Seeing the emperor's appearance, even if he didn't win the title of champion of martial arts, for some people, it was already a matter of conversation and an honor.

In order to take care of the warriors in the decisive battle, round robin is still adopted.

In other words, half of the 58 people will be eliminated after the first battle, and then, among the 29 eliminated, three strongest players will be selected to participate in the final again.

Among the 29 winners after World War I, 14 will be eliminated except for the lucky ones who are singled out, and these 14 will compete with the previously eliminated three for three promotion rights!
Round after round of competition, although it is a bit more complicated, this kind of complexity can satisfy everyone.

Because there are too many objective factors, some people will be defeated because of various external things that affect the display of their strength.

If a pure knockout is adopted, I am afraid that some talents will be missed.

The round robin avoids the loss of talents to the greatest extent.

What is good for the competitors is also good for the country.

After Li Shimin gave some words of encouragement briefly, he wrote 29 sets of numbers in front of everyone, sealed them, and sent them to 58 contestants for everyone to draw.

Qin Feng drew thirteen, and after the supervising officials saw it clearly, he rode his horse to the NO.13 venue.

After everyone took their seats, the atmosphere on and off the stage suddenly became tense.

The autumn wind was bleak, and a murderous air overflowed.

Qin Feng's opponent was a strong man in his thirties. After the two saluted, when their eyes met, four eyes burst out with fierce fighting intent.

The man was like an iron tower, holding a big knife in his hand, quite imposing.

"Please!" Qin Feng waved his spear and assumed an attacking posture.

The man saw that Qin Feng was young and calm, as if he had no fear of him at all.

Young people, the momentum is quite big.

The man was angry.

With a loud shout, he galloped out of the horse, brandishing a long knife, and attacked Qin Feng like a stream of fire.

The big knife in his hand has turned into a fan-shaped surface, without arousing the slightest air current, it cut towards Qin Feng's neck silently.

Those who can enter the finals are all mediocre.

That extremely ferocious killing momentum directly made all the people watching the battle change color.

Qin Feng stood with his gun in his hand, his face as calm as water, without any waves.The strength of the knife seemed ordinary, but it rushed towards Qin Feng's neck like an all-conquering storm.

With a thunderous shout, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like a storm.Where the blade of the gun passed, pear blossoms bloomed, carrying the power to destroy everything and moving forward indomitably.

Two beams of light struck head-on, and the sound of gold and iron clanging resounded throughout the field, and the reverberation of the loud noise vibrated in everyone's ears and lingered for a long time.

The brawny man with absolute confidence, with one blow, felt a huge force like a landslide, pouring straight into his body along the sword.

The extremely powerful impact was like countless water-soaked leather whips, lashing his internal organs recklessly.

The blood is tumbling, and the five internal organs are about to be broken.

At the moment of fighting with each other, that person felt not only the pain in his heart, but also was deeply shocked by the strength of Qin Feng's martial arts.

"This man's martial arts are so strong, could it be that I really underestimated him!" The man's heart was shocked, and a look of shock burst out on his face with bulging veins.

Qin Feng's qi and blood only swayed slightly, and immediately calmed down.

It's a nice warrior!
With one move, Qin Feng has already ascertained the opponent's strength.

The strong man who had been defeated seemed to be unwilling, and the long knife came out again.

Qin Feng swung his spear, opened and closed, and fought calmly.

These two people fought into a group under the gaze of [-] to [-] pairs of eyes, only to see the army trembling with fear.

As expected of a warrior entering the finals, that man went crazy, shooting out sword shadows like a rainbow, and the tide of attack was extremely ferocious.

However, Qin Feng didn't feel too much pressure, and calmly forced back the fierce attack of the strong man.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of rounds passed, and the opponent's offensive gradually subsided, but Qin Feng's marksmanship was like a river, uninterrupted.

If Qin Feng wants to win the opponent quickly, it is not necessary to do his best, but he has not made a heavy hand for a long time, which can be regarded as a face for the opponent. He is also from Datang, so there is no need to do too much.

Now that dozens of moves have passed, Qin Feng didn't want to delay any longer, and suddenly the force on the spear increased dramatically.

In an instant, Qin Feng felt the pressure doubled, and the seemingly evenly matched battle quickly developed to one side.

After several strokes, Qin Feng let out a low whistle, and the long knife in his hand turned into a streamer, stabbing out with extremely fierce strength.

The glinting edge of the blade, like a special magnet, sucked away the surrounding air, forming a strange vortex with the strong man at the center.

The huge suction force wrapped his body tightly within it, making him unavoidable.

The man was terrified in his heart, he knew that this was Qin Feng's most powerful shot, with such a powerful force, he might not be able to resist it.

He wanted to dodge but couldn't. In desperation, he could only do his best, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and using the blade with all his strength to block the spear blade from lightning.

However, the confident first block failed. When the spear in Qin Feng's hand was stabbing at high speed, it suddenly stopped, and it was raised by a few points in a strange way, letting the big knife that was struggling to strike down. .

The strong man's pupils were wide open, and what he saw in his eyes was a growing spear blade.

The strong man who had lost his center of gravity didn't have time to dodge and resist, he could only watch the bright blade cutting towards his throat.

Everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, thinking in their hearts: The strong man is doomed.

The strong man also thought that he was sure to die, and was just waiting for the moment when he was pierced through.

However, an accident happened.

The moment the blade pierced his throat, it stopped suddenly, and it was actually sticking to his throat. The cold tip of the spear exuded a ghostly aura that stimulated his nerves.

So strong, so precise control technique, so powerful riding skills!
When the strong man came to his senses, Qin Feng had already stood on his horse with a spear in his arms, looking at him with a slight smile.

The brawny man who escaped from the dead was both happy and shocked, his eyes gleamed with surprise, he was defeated, but he was convinced of his defeat, Qin Feng's magical skills tore his proud heart to pieces.

After a moment of silence, the strong man said: "Song's skills are not as good as others, and he is not your opponent. The general is merciful, and Song has written it down."

"You're not bad either!" Qin Feng smiled, and said in a low voice, "I'm Qin Feng from the Huben Army. Competition is not the ultimate choice for a general. If you lose, you are welcome to join the Army of Huben Army!"

"You are Qin Huben?" The strong man's eyes burst out with astonishment.

"Like a fake replacement!"

While speaking, Qin Feng laughed heartily, waved his horsewhip, and galloped away.

Seeing Qin Feng go away, the strong man was stunned for a long time before he understood what Qin Feng meant. It turned out that he wanted him to serve in the Huben Army.

Looking at the figure going away, Song Xie thought deeply, and murmured in his mouth: "General Huben is worthy of being General Huben, and I, Song Xie, accept your love." Through Qin Feng's last blow, he knew that Qin Feng had never Do your best, if Qin Feng keeps showing up with the strength of the last move, he will not be able to make ten moves at all.

Deliberately give way!

The strong man has a realization.

"Hu Benjun, a good choice." The strong man's eyes shone with high spirits.

According to word of mouth, the Huben Army has become an invincible and invincible mysterious army in the hearts of ordinary people.

Qin Feng is even hailed as a genius with both civil and military skills. It may be a pleasant thing to work under this kind of person.

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