Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 44 I saw it, it was white

After lunch and a short rest, the competition continued in the afternoon.

Ye Qingzhou, who had only fought one battle in the morning, finally started his second battle.

"No. 049, Lu Ying from Nanya Middle School, versus No. 404, Ye Qingzhou from Linjiang No. Middle School."

Ye Qingzhou walked onto the stage with a girl with long hair. The girl had a slender figure and pretty face. She wore a light blue knee-length skirt, revealing her long, snow-white legs.

"Hey, this girl is pretty!"

"Oh no, it's a heart-pounding feeling!"

"She has a nice face, but her breasts are a little small. Liang Jia is my true love."

"Tsk, you talk as if someone would like you."

In the viewing stands, many male spectators were paying attention to the girl in front of them, but they were either looking at her face or her legs.

But some people did not pay attention to Lu Ying's appearance, but paid special attention to the talents she showed.

"A new member of the swordsmanship club of Nanya Middle School. He is only 16 years old this year, but he has already mastered both wind and yin forces to a proficient level. He is very talented."

"Why, are you at White Crane Tower also paying attention to this newcomer?"

"You are talking as if your Spirit Snake Sect doesn't care. Now the country is vigorously supporting the growth of civilian martial artists. If we, small martial arts schools, want to develop, how can we not follow the trend?"

There are only so many resources for cultivation, but the number of martial artists is increasing every year. The competition will only become more intense in the future. Now everyone is quick with every step, and those who are slow to react will be ruthlessly eliminated in a few years.

But not every martial arts school has a set of inherited skills. Most martial arts schools don’t even have a master-level martial artist. Without official subsidies, even their survival would be a problem.

Small and medium-sized martial arts schools such as the Iron Fist Sect, White Crane Tower, and the Spirit Snake Sect cannot compete with other large forces in snatching top martial arts talents, so they can generally only focus on martial arts talents at the level of the top eight rookies.

"Lv Ying has great talent and is worth training."

"Yes, I heard that she has already mastered the intermediate martial art of Snow Walk. With one sword, she can freeze the opponent's blood and qi, making them unable to move."

"If she is trained well for a year, she will definitely be able to challenge for the top eight in the next sword fighting competition."

The scouts from Baihe Tower and Lingshe Sect were obviously very interested in Lu Ying, a martial arts newcomer from a commoner family. As for Ye Qingzhou, they just glanced at him and didn't pay much attention to him.

Lu Ying stood there holding a sword, her expression was cold and slightly arrogant.

She is only 16 years old, but now she is already the leader of the fencing club of Nan Ya Middle School. Her strength surpasses a bunch of seniors who are older than her, so it is normal for her to be a little arrogant.

"My name is Lu Ying, please give me your guidance."

"Okay."

Ye Qingzhou smiled and nodded, as if saying, "Since you are begging me sincerely, I will give you some advice."

"Hmph, sensationalizing!"

Lu Ying drew her sword and slid towards Ye Qingzhou at an extremely fast speed. As her wind force and Yin energy burst out together, the temperature on the ring suddenly dropped.

The stone slabs under her feet had frozen and become extremely smooth.

In the audience, the two talent scouts smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. The combination of wind and Yin energy is very clever. With a breath of internal energy, the ground is immediately frozen and the environment of the venue is changed."

The surface of the ring had become extremely smooth at this point, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary contestants to even maintain their balance, let alone fight.

If a person can't even stand steadily, how can he fight with others?
"Shit, it's the intermediate martial art Snow Walk!"

"The opponent didn't dare to move at all. If he moved, he would fall."

At this moment, all the audience thought that Ye Qingzhou, who was standing motionless, was bound to lose. In the contestant waiting area, some contestants who were not strong enough were secretly sweating for themselves, and were glad that they did not encounter this trick.

Only Huang Jinlong and Liang Jianeng remained calm and unmoved.

Ye Qingzhou was also unmoved.

"Xuezou? His martial arts are pretty good, but it's a pity that the person using it is too weak."

Ye Qingzhou held the sword in his arms with his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, he stood still and didn't even draw his sword.

It was not until Lu Ying approached him that he gently moved his thumb.

In a flash, the Feishuang Sword came out of its sheath, but it was not completely out, only an inch.

But this one-inch blade caused Lu Ying to go blind instantly. Her eyes were illuminated by the strong light reflected by the sword, and she subconsciously closed her eyes and lost all vision. In a battle between masters, such a mistake is fatal!

Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou did not intend to take her life. After all, he had agreed to just give her some advice.

Ye Qingzhou twisted his body slightly, causing Lu Ying's attack to miss, and the tip of the sword almost grazed his chest.

At the moment of passing each other, Ye Qingzhou stretched out his leg, like a naughty child, and deliberately tripped the passerby.

"Ah~"

When she opened her eyes again, Lu Ying's body had completely lost balance.

You know, she is gliding at high speed at this moment!
The fall caused her to roll on the ground like a gourd, and she rolled directly off the stage, with multiple abrasions all over her body. She looked extremely miserable.

"you!"

Lu Ying stood up, her face filled with shame and anger.

The power of that attack just now was not great, but it was extremely insulting.

Ye Qingzhou kindly gave Lu Ying a warning: "You rely too much on your eyes."

In real combat, one must keep one's eyes and ears open. It was obvious that Lu Ying's combat experience was seriously insufficient and his ability to respond was extremely poor. After losing his vision, he actually lost his combat effectiveness.

But Lu Ying wasn't in a position to listen at the moment. She left without saying a word, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down from between her fingers.

The referee shook his head and sighed: "Ye Qingzhou wins!"

Only then did the stunned audience come to their senses.

"What just happened?"

"Isn't Lu Ying going to win soon?"

"Is it a mistake?"

"It's not like he's going to roll off the stage by himself, is it?"

"Where's the promised Xue coming in? She looks even worse than me!"

"I saw it! White, it's white panties!"

"Fuck, I feel like I missed out on a billion."

In the audience, not only did the ordinary audience members not understand, even the two scouts from Baihe Tower and Lingshe Sect did not understand. You have to know that they are all professional martial artists.

"How did you lose? Do you understand?"

"I don't understand. It seems like Lu Ying attacked, and then accidentally tripped over the opponent, and ended up rolling off the stage?"

"Is it luck or strength?"

"How would I know!"

Both of them are now confused. They were expecting Lu Ying, a promising martial arts rookie, to show off his strength, but he ended up showing off his strength like a Muggle.

"Mad, how do you want me to write this report?"

"Well, just write it as it is. What else can I do?"

At this moment, the two of them were feeling a headache. The work that could be completed easily like a vacation now required them to work overtime. Life was so damn difficult.

After the referee announced the result of the match, Ye Qingzhou walked off the stage calmly.

It was just a trivial victory and not worth his emotion at all.

But it's not that there is no benefit at all. At least he got a new intermediate martial art, Xuezou.

Six o'clock in the afternoon, dusk.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the first day's competition was finally over. Ye Qingzhou played one game in the morning and four games in the afternoon, winning all five games.

Among the 126 players in the entire Kanzi area, only six were able to maintain an undefeated record.

(End of this chapter)