Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 35: Soft Swordsmanship, the Next Opponent
Qin Zijin's opponent is a young man using a Sakura katana. In Qi Ji's eyes, his posture is dignified with very few flaws. His level is close to Fang Hanxing, and maybe even stronger than Li Kuang.
It was a level that would make it impossible for him to continue pretending to be cool with one hand.
But under Qin Zijin's sharp soft swordsmanship, it seemed a little weak.
Although women are naturally inferior to men in physical fitness, strength and speed, Qin Zijin has obviously already approached the sixth dan level. Specifically, she seems to be able to see through her opponent's thoughts. In every confrontation, she has completed the change of moves before the opponent takes action, and can interrupt the opponent's rhythm in advance.
As soon as the game started, Qin Zijin took the initiative and controlled the rhythm of the attack. His steps were as graceful as the goddess of Luo River, and the soft sword in his hand was shining with silver light. When he stabbed, it was like a white snake swimming, unpredictable and unfathomable.
The sword was clearly meant to stab at his face, but Qin Zijin shook his wrist and it turned into a stab at his shoulder. Although it looked like he was going to hit his chest, the soft sword seemed to be able to turn and bypassed his defense to stab his chest.
Qin Zijin's opponent had obviously never fought against soft swordsmanship before, and he resisted very poorly. However, after three or five sword strikes, he was defeated by Qin Zijin's strange moves of hitting his shoulders with his fingers and stabbing his chest with his hands.
Qin Zijin defeated his opponent in just three rounds and advanced successfully.
The rare soft sword technique shined brightly. This magical sword technique full of Daxia style, combined with Qin Zijin's graceful figure, made the audience present very excited and they all cheered for her.
Amid the cheers of the audience, Qin Zijin took off his helmet, gave the camera a refreshing smile, and walked quickly off the stage while waving.
Yan Qing, who was standing next to him, kept praising Qin Zijin's victory with starry eyes. After he was sure that he could not beat Qin Zijin and Bai Tianhe, he quickly became a little fan of the two players.
One is a beautiful older sister with superb sword skills.
One is a natural swordsman with sword intent.
The kid isn't that competitive, both of them are his role models.
Qi Ji remained silent. He was wondering how he would fight back against Qin Zijin's soft swordsmanship.
After thinking for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was actually not as difficult as he had imagined.
Ding Dong, the phone lit up again.
Qi Ji took it and saw that it was a text message from Qin Zijin.
Qin Zijin: [Easily won! ]
Qin Zijin: [Qi Ji, have you seen me? Am I awesome? ]
Qi Ji: [As expected of a Sword Pavilion Master, this soft sword is amazing. ]
Qin Zijin: [Hehe. But I don’t think I can beat you. The physical difference is too big.]
Qi Ji: [I also think you can’t beat me, so remember to hold the sword firmly when the time comes.]
Qin Zijin: [Hey, you don’t want to knock my sword away, do you? ]
Qi Ji: [Hey hey! ]
…
Qi Ji put down his phone and chuckled. It would be a dead end to compete with such a soft sword with tricks. Why not use force to defeat cleverness?
Woman, you smell good, but I’m sorry, the champion smells better!
Soon, it was the ninth round in which Bai Tianhe was responsible for the finale. Due to the number of people and the number of matches, there was only one group of Bai Tianhe and his opponent competing in the ninth round, which attracted everyone's attention.
But there were no exciting scenes - Bai Tianhe's opponent was a nobody, who was killed in two kills.
The audience and contestants were all speechless. They took off their pants and let people see this?
Organizer, do you dare to say that you did not manipulate the competition system?
Amid everyone's silence, the third round of eliminations from 130 to 65 ended successfully.
Thanks to the organizers of the event, with the schedule obviously manipulated by humans, almost all of the 20 or so players who were recognized as seeds before the game were retained among the remaining 65 players, and those who were eliminated were basically weak players.
But there is nothing to criticize about this. The weak will be eliminated sooner or later, and the showdown between the remaining strong ones will surely be quite exciting.
There is no need to say much about the lunch break.
During the meal, Zhang Zizai came over to tell Qi Ji that the headquarters had arranged two fifth-degree swordsmen to be his sparring partners. After the competition, they would start training at 8pm every night and end at 9:30pm.
Qi Ji gladly accepted it. Of course, he also mentioned the cost issue, to which Zhang Zizai responded:
"You are now the face of the young generation of Cangfeng. What are you talking about? The group will cover it all!"
So arrogant!
Soon, the afternoon schedule arrived as scheduled.
Because it has reached the critical stage of 65 to 32+1, Qi Ji found that there are more spectators in Tianhai Stadium, and the stands are starting to get crowded. Amid the hustle and bustle, players' name signs and various banners can be seen held high everywhere.
There were even some areas where fans wore uniform clothing and had clear division of labor: some were responsible for beating drums, some were responsible for waving flags, and some were responsible for directing with a loud speaker.
It seems that with the strong support of Daxia in recent years, the military sport has formed a very healthy ecological circle.
Soon, with the organizer 's host's excited commentary, the schedule of 32 matches was announced on the big screen in the stadium.
Qi Ji was slightly surprised when he saw his opponent.
[Fifth round - Stage 1: Qi Ji (Cang Feng) VS Li Kuang (Hu Ben)]
It’s actually Li Kuang?
Qi Ji touched his chin and couldn't help but feel sorry for the kid. With Li Kuang's natural supernatural power and nearly fifth-level combat level, he should be at least a top 16 prospect. If he's lucky, he might even be able to enter the top 8. It's a pity that he met him halfway.
I can only apologize.
Ding Dong, the phone rang again. Qi Ji looked down and couldn't help laughing.
Li Kuang: [Fuck, Brother Qi, why do I have to fight you? I wanted to see you in the finals! #grinding teeth]
Qi Ji: [Unfortunately, you have to go home early this time. #sunglasses]
Li Kuang: [Brother Qi, don't be so sure. It's still uncertain who will win and who will lose! #Gnashing teeth]
Qi Ji: [See you later, I will help you recognize yourself. #狗头]
Li Kuang: [Come! ]
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The 32 matches in the afternoon were divided into four groups, with a total of eight rounds. Now each match can have an independent large screen for real-time broadcast. Even in the 64 to 32 stage, because the competition system is still a one-elimination system, the schedule is still progressing very quickly, and soon it was Qi Ji's turn.
After receiving the notice, Qi Ji calmly put on his protective gear and came to stage No. 2 with a knife in hand. On the stage, the tall figure of Li Kuang had already been standing there waiting impatiently.
"Brother Qi, come up quickly!" Li Kuang saw Qi Ji still in the audience and immediately waved his hand to signal him.
"OKOK, are you in such a hurry to go home?" Qi Ji agreed and walked onto the stage.
The two men stood face to face and simultaneously assumed their respective stances.
"Brother Qi, we gave up halfway through the last competition. Today, let's continue to fight for the winner!" Li Kuang's voice came from under the helmet, full of excitement.
Qi Ji nodded in response.
The referee slowly walked onto the stage.
The battle is about to begin!
