Chapter 44 I saw it, it was white
After lunch and a short rest, the game continued in the afternoon.
Ye Qingzhou, who had only played one game in the morning, finally started his second game.
"No. 049 Nanya Middle School Lu Ying, versus No. 404 Linjiang No. 1 Middle School Ye Qingzhou."
Ye Qingzhou walked onto the ring with a girl with long hair. The other girl was slender and beautiful. She was wearing a light blue knee-length skirt, revealing her long white legs.
"Hey, this girl is pretty!"
"Suffering, it's a heart-pounding feeling!"
"I have a nice face, but my breasts are a bit small. Liang Jia is my true love."
"Tch, you make it sound like someone can take a liking to you."
In the spectator seats, 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 talent she displayed.
"The new member of the swordsmanship club at Nanya Middle School is only 16 years old this year. He has already mastered both wind power and yin power. He is very talented."
"Why, are you, Baihe Tower, also paying attention to this newcomer?"
"It's as if you Spirit Snake Sect doesn't pay attention. Now the country is vigorously supporting the growth of civilian martial arts. If we small martial arts sects want to develop, how can we not follow the trend?"
There are only so many resources for practice, but the number of martial arts masters is increasing every year. In the future, competition will only become more intense. Now it is a step-by-step process, and those who respond slowly will be ruthlessly eliminated within a few years.
But not every martial arts school has the inheritance of mental techniques. Most martial arts schools don't even have master-level martial arts masters. Without official subsidies, even survival will be a problem.
Small and medium-sized martial arts factions such as Iron Fist Sect, White Crane Tower and Spirit Snake Sect will definitely not be able to grab top martial arts talents from other major factions, so they can generally only focus on martial arts talents at the level of the top eight rookies.
"Lu Ying has a good talent and is very valuable to cultivate."
"Yes, I heard that she has mastered the intermediate martial art Snow Walking to the basic level. She can freeze the opponent's energy and blood with just one sword, making them unable to move."
"Take a good year of training and she will definitely have the strength to hit the top eight in the sword fighting competition next time."
The scouts from White Crane Tower and Spirit Snake Sect were obviously very interested in Lu Ying, a newcomer to martial arts who was born as a commoner. As for Ye Qingzhou, they just glanced at her and didn't pay much attention to her.
Lu Ying stood with a sword in hand. Her expression was cold and slightly arrogant.
At only 16 years old, she is now the leader of the Nanya Middle School Swordsmanship Club. Her strength is superior to that of a bunch of seniors who are older than her. It is normal for her to be a little arrogant.
"My name is Lu Ying, please give me some advice."
"Okay."
Ye Qingzhou smiled and nodded, with an attitude of 'since you sincerely plead, then I will give you some advice'.
"Hmph, sensationalizing!"
Lu Ying unsheathed her long sword and slid towards Ye Qingzhou at an extremely fast speed. As her wind force and Yin force burst out together, the temperature in the ring suddenly dropped.
The stone slab under her feet was suddenly frozen and became extremely slippery.
In the audience, the two talent scouts smiled: "Not bad, not bad. The wind and shadow are combined very cleverly. As soon as the inner breath is exhaled, the ground will be frozen immediately and the venue environment will be changed."
The arena has become extremely smooth at this time, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary players to maintain balance, let alone fight.
If a person cannot stand firmly, how can he fight with others?
"Damn it, it's an intermediate martial art, Snow Walking!"
"The opponent didn't dare to move at all and would fall down as soon as he moved."
At this moment, all the audience felt that Ye Qingzhou, who was standing motionless, was destined to lose. In the waiting area, some players who were not strong enough all secretly sweated for themselves. They were glad that they did not encounter this trick.
Only Golden Dragon and Liang Jianeng were able to take care of themselves and remained unmoved.
Also unmoved was Ye Qingzhou.
"Snow walking? Your martial arts skills are good, but it's a pity that the person using them is too weak."
Ye Qingzhou held the sword in his arms and closed his eyes slightly. At this time, he stood still and did not even draw the sword.
It wasn't until Lu Ying approached her that she moved her thumb slightly.
In the flash of lightning, the Feishuang Sword came out of its sheath with cold light, but it did not come out completely, only an inch.
But just such an inch of the sword made Lu Ying instantly blind. Her eyes were illuminated by the strong light reflected by the sword, and she closed her eyes subconsciously, losing all her vision. When masters compete with each other, such mistakes are fatal!
Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou didn't intend to kill her. After all, he had agreed to give her some advice.
Ye Qingzhou twisted his body slightly, causing Lu Ying's attack to miss. The tip of the sword almost brushed his chest.
The moment he passed by, Ye Qingzhou stretched out his leg, like a naughty child, deliberately tripping over the pedestrians passing by.
"Ah~"
When she opened her eyes again, Lu Ying's body had completely lost her balance.
You know, she is gliding at high speed at this time!
With this fall, she was thrown into a rolling gourd on the spot, and she rolled directly under the ring. She had many bruises all over her body, making her as embarrassed as she wanted.
"You!"
Lu Ying stood up, with a look of shame and anger on her face.
The blow just now was not very powerful, but it was extremely insulting.
Ye Qingzhou kindly gave Lu Ying a lesson: "You rely too much on your eyes."
In real combat, one has to see all directions and listen to all directions. It is obvious that Lu Ying has a serious lack of combat experience and extremely poor adaptability. After losing her vision, she lost her combat effectiveness directly.
However, Lu Ying couldn't hear anything at the moment. She covered her face and left without saying a word, with tears pouring out 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 about to win?"
"Is it a mistake?"
"This won't make you roll off the ring, right?"
"What about the promised snow walking through the door? It feels worse than me!"
"I saw it! White, it's white Fatty!"
"Damn it, I feel like I missed a hundred million."
In the audience, not only the ordinary audience did not understand, but also the two scouts from the White Crane Tower and the Spirit Snake Sect did not understand. You must know that they are both professional martial arts masters.
"How did you lose? Do you understand?"
"I don't understand. It seems that Lu Ying attacked, and then she was accidentally tripped by her opponent, and ended up rolling off the ring?"
"Is it luck or strength?"
"How could I know!"
Both of them were confused now. They were expecting Lu Ying, a promising martial arts rookie, to show off her strength, but she turned out to be a Muggle.
"Mad, how do you want me to write this report?"
"Oh, just write it as it is, what else can we do?"
At this moment, the two of them had a headache. The work that could be done as easily as on vacation now has to work overtime. Life is really difficult.
After the referee announced the result of the game, Ye Qingzhou walked off the ring calmly.
This was just a trivial victory, not worthy of his emotion at all.
But it wasn't without any benefits, at least he got a new intermediate martial skill, Snow Walking.
Six o'clock in the afternoon, dusk.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the first day's games were finally over. Ye Qingzhou played one game in the morning and four games in the afternoon, winning five out of five games.
Among the 126 players in the entire Kanzi area, only six can maintain a perfect winning record.
(End of chapter)