Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 15 Tianhai City
After eating and drinking, several people were sitting together exchanging military experiences when Qi Ji's phone rang.
Caller: Zhang Zizai.
When Qi Ji saw that it was Zhang Zizai calling, he understood what was going on - he was urging him to leave quickly.
Zhang Zizai answered the phone and heard a lot of noise. He was obviously in a crowded place. "Qi Ji, what's the progress of your research on Meyer's swordsmanship?"
"I just had a few sparring matches with Zhao Wudan here, and benefited a lot from it." Qi Ji said with a smile.
Zhao Zhibang on the opposite side gave him a thumbs up to show his approval.
"That's great, but it's almost time for you to leave. Come here early to adapt to the climate and diet in Tianhai, and then go back to the headquarters to get acquainted." Zhang Zizai replied. When he talked about "returning to the headquarters", his tone was obviously very proud. It was obvious that his plan to return to the headquarters had made great progress.
After the two of them finished their brief conversation, Qi Ji also stood up and nodded to Zhao Zhibang with an apologetic look on his face: "Coach Zhao, I'm sorry, I have to say goodbye to you. My coach is urging me to go to Tianhai immediately."
"I understand." Zhao Zhibang laughed. "During this period of time, you have to go to Tianhai. If I'm not mistaken, you are going to participate in the rookie competition!"
"That's true." Qi Ji nodded in response.
"You are already a fifth-dan player, but you can participate in the rookie competition that is open to non-professional players... I kind of believe that you are a super genius who has reached the fifth-dan level in a short period of time." Zhao Zhibang's eyes were full of amazement. "I'm really curious, can you tell me how long has Zhang Qidan been training you?"
Qi Ji smiled slightly: "I don't have to lie to you, it has been about ten days since I started learning the military attack."
"What a brilliant talent! Incredible! Incredible!" Zhao Zhibang exclaimed in shock.
Qi Ji then bid farewell to Zhao Zhibang and hurried back to Taiping City with Liu Xing.
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In the evening, Qi Ji returned to Taiping City, packed his luggage, said goodbye to several coaches from the club, and went to the airport alone. Zhang Zizai had already arranged for someone to buy him the last flight ticket to Tianhai City.
As a third-tier small city, it is quite rare for Taiping City to have an airport, not to mention how big and luxurious the airport is.
However, there are small advantages to this. The check-in and baggage check-in windows are very close to each other, so Qi Ji boarded the plane very smoothly.
Three hours later.
Tianhai International Airport - Terminal 2.
Qi Ji, who had just got off the plane, came to the baggage check-in area with his small bag on his back. His protective gear and weapons were also checked in with the plane and needed to be picked up here.
"Brother, are you good at fighting as well?" After successfully demonstrating his skills and obtaining his own equipment, Qi Ji was just about to leave when a young man approached him.
Qi Ji glanced at the young man and found that he was carrying a long box similar to his own. He understood and responded with a smile: "Yes, brother, are you here to participate as well?"
The young man patted his weapon box as a reply and raised his chin to look around: "There are quite a few fighters coming to Tianhai in the past two days."
Qi Ji also followed his gesture and looked around. Indeed, men and women carrying long weapon boxes were walking around everywhere.
"My name is Zhou Le, from Huben. Which club are you from, buddy?" The young man was very familiar.
"My name is Qi Ji, I'm from Zangfeng, and I came up from the small city branch." Qi Ji had nothing to do anyway, so he just chatted with the young man named Zhou Le.
"Wow!" Zhou Le exclaimed: "Regular army, awesome!"
Due to its semi-official nature, Zang Feng is also nicknamed the "regular army" and the "reserve army" in the Daxia martial arts community. This nickname is not actually sarcastic, but often expresses admiration and envy - because Zang Feng's comprehensive strength is indeed very strong. In every international martial arts competition, more than half of the players recruited according to the ranking are from Zang Feng.
Then Zhou Le made another invitation: "Are you alone? You are all going to the city. Why don't you join us?"
We? Qi Ji looked in the direction Zhou Lexu pointed. There were four or five equally tall young men standing there. The one in the middle was particularly eye-catching. He was nearly 2 meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body. He had a rough look, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He gave Qi Ji the feeling of a giant swordsman in the tower.
This person looks familiar.
Qi Ji reminisced briefly and remembered the information about the seeded players in the rookie tournament that he had seen before. One of the seeds named "Li Kuang" was the one in front of him.
Qi Ji was a little interested and readily agreed: "Okay, then I'd rather obey you than be disrespectful."
The two picked up their luggage and quickly caught up with the main group.
As soon as he approached, Zhou Le took the initiative to say to his teammates with puzzled looks: "I just met a buddy named Qi Ji, who is from Zang Feng. Since he is alone, I might as well bring him over to take care of him."
"Wow"
"An expert who hides his sword!"
"Brother, are you playing with a knife or a sword?"
They were all young people, and after knowing their origins, they quickly became friends, including Li Kuang, a lively young man who greeted Qi Ji enthusiastically.
After a brief greeting, Qi Ji took the initiative to mention: "Our Cang Feng has shared some information. Brother Li Kuang, you are the seeded player in this year's rookie competition."
Li Kuang scratched his head. His tall and strong body made this move, and a silly feeling instantly appeared. He laughed and said, "Actually, I am just a little stronger. There are still other things to learn."
Everyone tacitly agreed not to ask each other about their ranks. Those who participated in the rookie competition did not have the formal qualifications to pass the rank examination. Only they and their club members knew their actual strength.
But one thing is certain, all of them have at least professional level strength. Clubs are too embarrassed to release players who haven't reached the professional level because of the embarrassment.
Zhou Le looked at Qi Ji, who was obviously more mature than the others, and asked, "Brother Qi, how old are you? When did you enter the soldier's pit?"
"I'm 25, not as youthful as you guys." Qi Ji smiled, and then added: "I only started practicing military combat this year."
This year?
The young men of Huben looked at each other, wondering if Qi Ji was bragging.
Li Kuang was the most outspoken. He asked in surprise, "Brother Qi, this year has only been six months, and you have reached the professional level in just half a year?"
"Not really. I've been practicing on my own for quite a long time, but I only started learning it formally this year." Qi Ji smiled and lied.
In fact, Qi Ji only spent ten days, and he had already reached the fifth level of professionalism. But it was enough to pretend to be so arrogant. Telling the truth would only make others think he was full of lies and cause disgust.
A few people walked out of the terminal while chatting and laughing. Their Huben business car was already waiting.
Before going out, a faint fragrance passed by Qi Ji. Qi Ji turned around and saw a tall, slim woman with long flowing hair and a mask on her face. She also had a long black box on her back.
