Chapter 72 Wary Maniac

The door slowly opens, and a wide enough step leads to the nest - which is also the venue of this competition.

When you walk to the door, a haze gushes out of the ground, and there seems to be a strong fighting spirit that immediately makes all the nervous students excited - accepting all kinds of challenges is the dream of young martial arts, and they will be desperate for everything.

Wang Wujian walked in the front of the crowd, and two companions followed him left and right. The whole stadium is made of simulated tunnels in the shadow canyon, which is full of narrow passages or rugged ground. The difference is that above the roof 50 meters high is the blue sky and white sun, and the sun shines every inch of the nest very brightly. This allows the referees, that is, 108 teachers, to clearly see all the movements below. They are all anxiously waiting for the beginning of the first battle, so that they can measure the strength of this freshman. You know, the students selected this time are almost either superior or have a skill, which can be regarded as the essence of this year's students.

Like other small teams, Wang Wujian and his two teammates quickly turned into an aisle and blindly turned left and right in an attempt to avoid other students to find favorable terrain.

"In order to save physical strength, we'd better find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to hide and wait for others to find." Wang Wujian said to the two partners with confidence. After the last experience in the shadow canyon, Wang Wujian has a lot of experience in fighting in this tunnel terrain.

The two companions nodded in agreement without a doubt.

Wang Wujian walked in front of the two. His sharp eyes took the lead in finding a suitable "position". It was an aisle only about one meter wide. The other end of the aisle was a sealed stone wall, so he didn't have to worry about the enemy on his back. It was a good place to defend.

"Everyone has entered the nest, and the game has officially started!" A heavy voice echoed over the field, "Once again, everyone who is hit must go out immediately; anyone who uses the martial soul will be severely punished!"

Hong Chong's voice wandered in the nest for a moment and slowly disappeared, but the whole field was silent, as if waiting for the rabbit.

"It's starting!" Wang Wujian turned his head in a low voice to remind the two allies behind him, and also to cheer himself up.

"Hmm"

"Hmm"

The two companions replied in unison, holding the weapons in their hands tighter and ready to deal with the enemy at any time.

After a while, Zhang Jun couldn't help trying to go out to attract his opponent, but Wang Wujian stopped him.

"Let others come to us." Wang Wujian whispered, and at the same time bent down to prepare for the battle, "Let other students consume each other's physical strength. We have to wait patiently. Now patience is our biggest ally!"

Zhang Jun and another partner nodded. They secretly admired Wang Wujian's opinion and were happy to have such a strong and discerning ally.

However, their patience was not tested for a long time, because the same three-person team blocked their only exit.

There are three people on the other side, one with a long stick, one with a long wooden sword, and the other with two short sticks.

Only then did Wang Wujian realize the disadvantage of the position he chose: only one person is allowed to fight in the one-meter-wide aisle, which means that the person at the forefront must take responsibility for blocking the invasion of foreign enemies.

Fortunately, the narrow aisle can only allow an intruder to attack. But in this way, Wang Wujian has to take on the rotational attack of one person to resist the other three.

The man holding the long stick rushed in first when he saw that Wang Wujian was using a short weapon. He made a sinuation attack on the top with a long stick, then swept the ground, and then hit Wang Wujian's abdomen fiercely in an attempt to quickly solve the battle.

This series of actions is almost perfect, and the last move is extremely accurate, impartially attacking the weakness of Wang Wujian. If there is a martial soul power, the average opponent may have been hit ten meters away.

But in Wang Wujian's opinion, these movements are too old-fashioned and old-fashioned. He didn't expect that the students who entered the competition here would show such low-level martial arts skills.

A trace of disdain flashed from the corners of Wang Wujian's eyes, separated the wooden stick with the left stick, and then rushed forward with the right stick pointing to the opponent's throat.

At this time, a teacher reflected the sun on his classmate's face with a mirror in his hand, indicating that he could say goodbye to the field!

Wang Wujian looked along the path of the light. It was a teacher on the top of the opposite side. Although he could not see his appearance clearly, he was sure that the other party would pay attention to him.

"If you lose, go out immediately!" The teacher said sternly to the classmate.

The classmate stared at Wang Wujian angrily and turned away angrily.

Zhang Jun was shocked. He felt incredible for Wang Wujian's such a quick attack. He was thinking that if he hadn't been an ally of Wang Wujian but an enemy, he would have been defeated in one move.

The remaining two opponents were at a loss. They had neither intention to come in nor to escape, and Wang Wujian did not wait for them to take the initiative to attack. He maintained a fighting posture and quickly walked out of the narrow road.

With one against two, Wang Wujian did not feel any pressure. He was convinced that most martial arts spirits would desperately pursue the level of martial souls without paying attention to the improvement of martial arts, so he would definitely win the final victory in this pure martial arts competition.

After several rounds of temptation, Wang Wujian concluded that the martial arts skills of the two opponents were not mature, so he turned from defense to attack, and in the blink of an eye, he had the upper hand. The two feared opponents responded in a panic. As a result, it goes without saying that Wang Wujian quickly got rid of them.

"Let's go!" Wang Wujian smiled easily at the two allies in the channel and said, "People nearby already know that we are here. Now we have to find another place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack."

The two allies were dull for a moment, and then immediately imitated Wang Wujian's posture - the cat groped forward as if it were hunting.

After this first wave of attacks, the two allies knew that if there were only three of them left in the end, they would have no chance to win the 'hised son'.

Wang Wujian is not only vigilant about everything around him, but also pays great attention to the two teammates behind him. He believes that driven by fame and fortune, most people will do something against common sense by any means. Therefore, in order to protect himself, he always keeps a sword far away from them.

However, the distance between Wang Wujian and the two allies was not just a sword, but more than half a foot. Zhang Jun and another classmate were more afraid that Wang Wujian, a strong man, suddenly turned his head and attacked him, so they consciously opened enough distance with him to escape.

After Wang Wujian led the two to turn a few corners, he met two other students looking for opponents.

With three against two, Wang Wujian looks more relaxed and easily defeats the other party.

After the second victory, the three of them smiled. Wang Wujian was happy because he easily defeated the three opponents, while the other two partners won because they had not done it.

The game was in full swing, and a beam of light kept shining over the trough, and then the referee's expulsion order came - which means that there were fewer and fewer students left. In this labyrinth-like nest, the danger index will further increase, and the concealment of the opponent will become better and better.

"The game has been going on for more than an hour, and there are less than 80 students left in the field. You have to speed up to complete the game, and time will take away your remaining strength." Liao Wenqing's voice echoed on the field.

"less than eighty?" Zhang Jun shouted in surprise. Wang Wujian turned his head and smiled at him. He thought Zhang Jun had never dreamed that he could enter the top 80 so easily.

In the next half hour, more than a dozen people became defeated by Wang Wujian. His superb martial arts and super endurance impressed the two companions, and he was eager and took the initiative to fight against each opponent like a tireless machine, and even forgot to give the other two allies a chance to fight.

Constantly searching and avoiding makes Wang Wujian completely forget the existence of time. His sweat has soaked through his underwear but he is not aware of it. He has only one goal, which is to defeat every opponent who hits him.

"From now on, we need to be more careful." Wang Wujian reminded that sweat was constantly oozing from his hands. If it hadn't been for the wooden stick that could absorb water, he might have lost his weapon in an attack.

A single student entered the ambush circle of Wang Wujian, but the other party was not afraid of the three opponents in front of him at all, especially when he focused on the celebrity Wang Wujian.

A long sword split down at Wang Wujian, and the still air of the strong collar made a cut. Wang Wujian quickly dodged sideways, and then quickly used a series of complex swordsmanships and sword moves to bring his opponent's weapons to the ground.

Although the classmate lost his weapon, he was not willing to admit defeat, but angrily pulled out a wooden dagger from his waist and stabbed it crazily with his bruised wrist.

Wang Wujian did not hesitate to jump behind him with the help of the wall and stretched out a single knife finger to the back of his head. Although he was bellicose, he almost never beat his opponent to cry, and even his face was bloated, because he could always put the weapon just right at the point of his opponent, and then wait for the "expulsion order" from the proctor.

"You lost!" Wang Wujian shouted in a low voice.

A beam of light shone on the ferocious face of his classmate before Wang Wujian's voice fell. He reached out to block the light, and his anger made him violate the rules - he hit the knife of Wang Wujian with a dagger, and then rotated and flew to Wang Wujian's heart.

Wang Wujian repeatedly defeated his opponent in this field, but he had never met such a stubborn opponent. What's more, he didn't expect that he dared to rush at himself desperately in violation of the rules of the game. Is there any deep hatred?

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