6kv Chapter 57 Accident
Chapter 57 Accident
Although there were some minor hiccups during the martial arts training, they did not affect its continuation.
Soon, the third match began.
Now, only thirty-nine people remained in the huge examination room.
They all knew that as long as they won this round, they would basically pass the martial arts examination and gain official rank.
But if they fail, the regret of being just one step away will stay with them for the rest of their lives.
"Long Xin wins the first match!"
The minor official shouted, and the competition proceeded in full swing. More and more people gathered around to watch, making the examination hall completely packed.
As time went by, fifteen of the nineteen matches had already taken place.
As the sixteenth match began, Qiu Ming looked at Lu Li and sighed heavily.
He knew he would never meet her in the end.
Then he looked at Liang Jing, who had stepped onto the stage.
He decided to vent all his frustrations from the day on Liang Jing.
Three moves, just three moves!
Liang Jing was kicked off the stage by Qiu Ming.
"Boring..." Qiu Ming shook his head and stepped off the stage.
Only then did the minor official shout:
"Match 16, Liang Jing, lost!"
The disciples of Baihe Martial Arts School then stepped forward and carried Liang Jing back.
Qin Yan looked at the unconscious Liang Jing, shook his head, sighed, and waved his hand, saying:
"Let's take him to Doctor Jiang for proper treatment."
Several Ming Jin disciples obeyed the order and took the unconscious Liang Jing away from this place of trouble.
At this moment, Zhang Wu was also getting restless.
Recalling the number eighteen he had drawn, he felt a little anxious.
What, we haven't arrived at Lu Li yet?
Or perhaps he bumped into himself?
"Junior Brother Lu, what's your number?" He finally couldn't resist and stepped forward to ask.
Lu Li glanced at him and said indifferently:
"eighteen."
"eighteen?"
Zhang Wu's eyes lit up, but he forcibly suppressed his joy and walked towards Qiu Ming's location.
"What? That kid is number eighteen!"
Qiu Ming was somewhat surprised, but still managed a forced smile:
"Since it's Brother Zhang who's taking the lead, that's for the best."
Zhang Wu nodded and sneered. Since he had run into this opportunity, he would not let it go to waste.
To prevent Lu Li from admitting defeat, he decided to punch Lu Li in the throat first; to prevent Lu Li from escaping, he decided to kick Lu Li in the shin second.
Only in this way can he enjoy himself to the fullest.
As time went on, the seventeenth match was also completed.
At that moment, the minor official also shouted:
"Performance 18, taking the stage!"
Zhang Wu eagerly leaped onto the arena, looking down at Lu Li's direction.
With an air of arrogance that seemed to say, "I am the only one worthy of respect in the world," he commanded:
"You brute who only knows how to move stones, get up here now! I'm sick and tired of your pretentious expression!"
He had long wanted to beat Lu Li up, but unfortunately, he had never had the chance.
Now that I've spoken my mind, I feel much happier.
But then he suddenly saw that Lu Li not only didn't make any move to go on stage, but even looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Damn it, are you scared out of your wits?" Zhang Wu cursed again, only to find that Lu Li remained unmoved.
A quick glance revealed Qiu Ming frozen in place, staring blankly at him.
The next moment, a burly young man with a cold expression slowly walked onto the stage, then threw off the black clothes he was wearing, revealing his massive muscles.
They were clearly really angry.
"It's Shi Qingyang from the Bagua Martial Arts School!"
"Has Zhang Wu gone mad? How dare he be so arrogant towards Shi Qingyang?"
"I trust Senior Brother Zhang; he must have had the confidence to do this!"
The murmurs from the audience were either sarcastic or suggested that Zhang Wu had a certain confidence.
But Zhang Wu on the stage turned pale instantly.
Zhang Wu turned to look at Lu Li below, and saw that Lu Li was holding the number nineteen lot in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.
Some even cheered him on, saying, "Go for it!" as if they were enjoying the spectacle.
Are you kidding me?!
A surge of anger rushed into Zhang Wu's mind. He clenched his fists, but then he heard a voice.
"Why are you looking around? I'm standing right here!"
Shi Qingyang paid no attention to the noise around him, his gaze fixed coldly on Zhang Wu.
For many years, no one has dared to insult him.
He could have easily been among the top ten in martial arts last year, but he deliberately took an extra year to prepare in order to get first place.
I thought I would earn everyone's respect.
Unexpectedly, this newly emerging genius insulted him in this way.
Tolerable or unbearable!
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
Zhang Wu took a step back and quickly waved his hand, saying:
"Senior brother, I explained everything to you in detail afterward..."
"I won't listen!"
Shi Qingyang snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his explosive power of the late stage of Dark Force was like an arrow released from a bow. In an instant, he rushed to Zhang Wu with his iron fist.
Before Zhang Wu could even shout "surrender," he received that punch.
"Bang!"
The first punch, to the throat!
The second kick is to the shin!
"ah!!!"
Zhang Wu screamed in agony, frantically trying to reach out and defend himself, only to find that he was completely powerless against his opponent.
He tried to shout for help, but every time he opened his mouth, the other person would punch him in the mouth.
Not long after, Shi Qingyang threw his last punch and silently withdrew his fist.
"I'll spare your life out of respect for Master Qin, but if there's a next time, I'll definitely take your head!"
After saying this, Shi Qingyang walked away.
Only after someone carried Zhang Wu, who was beaten so badly he couldn't sit up, off the stage did the minor official speak, still somewhat fearful:
"Match 18, Shi Qingyang wins!"
Looking at Zhang Wu, who was being carried off the plane with his face covered in blood.
Zhang Wu's sister burst into tears.
Her younger brother was her only hope in this life, and now he had been beaten into this state.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Qin Yan, wanting him to help her.
But Qin Yan simply lowered his eyes and silently shook his head.
The martial arts examination hall has its own rules, and everyone has already been informed that they are responsible for their own lives.
Moreover, it was Zhang Wu who humiliated the other party first this time...
Qin Yan was also puzzled as to why Zhang Wu would insult Shi Qingyang, whom he had never met before.
Could it be that there's some kind of grudge?
However... although Shi Qingyang was ruthless, he still spared Zhang Wu's life, which was already a concession to himself.
If I had bullied the weak in the past, it would be unreasonable and morally wrong.
Besides... that guy from the Bagua Martial Arts School isn't someone to be trifled with...
Qin Yan turned his head to look at the owner of the Bagua Martial Arts Hall in the distance, whose gaze was looking in his direction.
He still had a faint smile on his face.
"Sigh..." Qin Yan sighed again, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Zhang Wu was his biggest hope in this year's martial arts competition, but now even he has been defeated.
Of the six disciples, five have already failed to achieve the title of martial arts scholar.
Among those admitted after the martial arts program, their martial arts school probably has the fewest students.
Perhaps he was laughing a little too soon.
"Grandpa, there's no need to be so discouraged. Lu Li hasn't been eliminated yet," Qin Yushuang said, noticing the fatigue on her grandfather's face.
"Him?" Qin Yan naturally knew that Lu Li had not been eliminated yet, but Lu Li was still lacking in skill, and it would be difficult for him to win the next round!
"Let him talk about it next year," Qin Yan said, shaking his head.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yushuang added:
"Grandpa, don't forget there's still a chance for a bye!"
She didn't think Lu Li could win the next match, but rather saw an opportunity for a bye.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan's eyes lit up slightly.
Yes, there's still a chance for a bye.
There are three players who have already played eighteen matches and have yet to take the stage.
Two players take the field, while one player gets a bye.
If Lu Li gets a bye, and considering his performance in the eighteenth place, he could really win the title of Martial Arts Scholar.
Their martial arts school still has a chance!
A smile instantly returned to Qin Yan's face.
The next moment, the clerk's voice came:
"In the final match, Lu Li and Cai Xu will step into the ring!"