The Age of Global Martial Arts

Seventh-level weapons, it is false to say that you don't want to be jealous.

First place, be sure to try your best to win the first place!

All those who have advanced have a desire for seventh-level martial arts in their hearts.

"Meow meow meow!"

Xiao Hei, who was standing beside him, also made a sound at this time.

It seems to be cheering up.

"I'll do my best."

Lin Luo looked at Xiao Hei and immediately smiled.

It is indeed not that easy to deal with a sixth-order martial artist.

After all, the skull quenching of the sixth-order martial artist, combined with the whole body quenching alchemy bones, can exert more powerful strength.

Moreover, it will also use the power of the true source.

Lin Luo is preparing this evening.

This time, there was no rest period in between.

The round of twenty-four starts tomorrow.

At this time, everyone is working hard to cultivate.

And Lin Luo is no exception.

At this time, he returned to his room and was sitting cross-legged, absorbing the power in the surrounding air.

Juyuan Dan, Lin Luo is ready, and there is an extremely fast absorption liquid.

If necessary, use these things.

"It seems no one is here."

The bodies of Tan Yong and Zuo Qiujian were suspended in the sky.

Looking down there.

Since yesterday's incident, Tan Yong has been more worried about this side.

"I went to check, it doesn't look like the tutor of Imperial College started."

Zuo Qiujian said indifferently at this time.

"no?"

Tan Yong frowned.

Compared with this news, he would rather hear the news that the mentor of the Imperial Academy started.

In this case, things get complicated.

After all, I don't know now, who attacked Lin Luo last time.

"Could it be that it's really the Black Robe Club?"

Tan Yong thought of this possibility, and his head suddenly became big.

Lin Luo, Cheng Mokun who killed the Black Robe Club, and later in the other world, he killed the Black Robe Club's warriors.

Was it really being targeted by the people of the Black Robe Club?

These black robe members are like mice, and it is not easy to find them all.

Moreover, according to what Long Tianmin said, there is also a ninth-order warrior who is also a member of the Black Robe Club.

The more he thought about it, the more Tan Yong felt his head hurt.

"Possible, very big."

There was no change in the expression on Zuo Qiujian's face at this time, and he seemed very indifferent.

"I'll check first to see if this 'rat' is nearby."

As Zuo Qiujian's voice just fell, at this moment, a faint gray substance was released from his body.

The true source of gray! ?

Tan Yong looked at the gray energy released from Zuo Qiujian's body, and the expression in his eyes couldn't help changing.

Genuine sources, generally speaking, are pale white.

But some people's true origins mutate in some way, possibly other colors.

For example, Feng Shou of the previous execution team was black.

The true source of mutation will have special abilities.

Although Feng Shou of the executive team is still at the peak of the sixth-order, he can kill seventh-order warriors.

That person, the way to go is different.

At this time, with Zuoqiujian as the center, soon, these gray forces, like dark clouds, began to cover the entire surrounding area.

Wu Guoqiang was sitting cross-legged on the balcony and practicing.

But at this time, he seemed to feel something, his brows furrowed, and cold sweat came out on his forehead.

He opened his eyes and looked outside.

At this time, if you look closely, you can clearly see the sky outside, as if it is covered with a layer of gray energy.

This energy, as if everything about itself, is known to it.

A very depressing feeling.

"Is it Zuo Qiujian?"

Zhao Han stood at a high place on the other side, his eyes turned to the far side, and his brows suddenly raised slightly.

"This guy, need to make such a big move?"

Zhang Tianzhi also flew over from the other side.

Tomorrow is the Top 24 Tournament, and there can be no trouble tonight.

"But his power is indeed a bit weird."

Zhang Tianzhi frowned as he looked at the gray power above his head.

This kind of energy made him feel uneasy.

"It's dangerous."

At the same time, a figure had already left here. Exited to the edge area of ​​the Warrior Alliance headquarters.

He was wearing black corrosion all over his body, his cheeks covered with only one pair of eyes exposed.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Forget it, it's not suitable to move hands now."

he muttered to himself.

It was just about to be discovered.

If it is discovered, Zuo Qiujian's strength can easily kill him.

Soon, the body disappeared into the darkness.

"The power released by the dean?"

At the same time, Lin Luo was also standing on the balcony, looking up at the sky.

Lin Luo, who has good eyes, can also clearly feel that Zuo Qiujian is in the sky.

And Tan Yong seems to be still here.

The strength of a ninth-order warrior is so strong! ?

Looking at the unleashed power, it is literally all over the entire Warrior Alliance headquarters!

And this kind of power is like a pair of eyes in the sky, and there is nothing to hide.

But in this way, there should be no danger.

At this time, Lin Luo returned to his room and began to sit down with his legs crossed before continuing to practice.

Tomorrow's battle is coming, be sure to win!

...

"Today, it's the top 24 qualifying competition for the Martial Artist Tournament."

At this time, at the venue, Li Dao's body was hanging in the air, and he said calmly to the surrounding live broadcast cameras.

Although they have experienced the announcement of the appearance of the Zerg, many people have fallen into panic.

But this panic did not last long, and soon began to recover.

After all, there are powerful warriors, and those Zerg can't invade.

Moreover, the work has to be done, the children have to be raised, and the house has to be bought.

"I hope everyone will perform well in the competition and show their style."

"..."

"This is too official."

Peng Liang also complained when he heard Li Dao, who was suspended in the sky, speak.

The opening ceremony of tonight's game is Li Daolai's pre-opening speech.

"Be careful, ninth-order warrior, I can hear you."

Wu Guoqiang glared at him helplessly.

In the past, in the space crack on the Jincheng side, this Peng Liang was called the old man Pei Yixiao.

Then, he seemed to have forgotten about it.

Hearing Wu Guoqiang's words, Peng Liang immediately shut up.

That's right, these old men are very stingy, but they can't be heard by them.

Otherwise, you will suffer again later.

"Wow, he can fly!"

At this time, Yu Xiaoyue and others, who were watching the live broadcast, showed surprise in their eyes.

Li Dao's body was suspended in the air, and it was still shocking to preside over the opening ceremony.

"High-level warriors can fly, you don't know it, right?"

Yu Xiaoyue pouted at this time, and said with a look of contempt.

"Will the senior do it?"

Some students around him also said aloud at this time.

"Of course I will, and fly me over there!"

Yu Xiaoyue was triumphant.

She was telling the truth, Lin Luo did fly with her at that time!

Also ate golden fruit.

"Amazing……"

The surrounding students worshiped Lin Luo even more.

At this time, Yu Xiaoyue looked around, and found that there were less than a dozen students in the martial arts class and did not come.

These people are partly because they are afraid of fighting the Zerg, partly because they are afraid of watching the live broadcast of the game, and partly because their family members are not allowed to go.

Now everyone knows that a martial artist is not an ordinary profession.

But like soldiers, they have to go to the battlefield!

Now the earth is in a peaceful era, and there is no war. It’s okay to be a soldier. After two years of being discharged from the army, you can get money, but the warriors are going to another world!

What if you get killed?

Of course, there are still many people who are fearless.

After all, once the Zerg attacked, if they had no strength, they would just wait to die.

"Now, the whole of China is watching us."

"Maybe everyone will wonder why, this time, everyone will fight so hard."

"Is it necessary? I think it is very necessary."

"A warrior has never been a comfortable identity. Every warrior has his own responsibility."

"The current state of the world requires high-level warriors to appear. Maybe one day, when we are killed, it will be their turn to play."

"Every high-level warrior must have strong strength and a fearless heart."

"Resources are limited. Instead of all dying in another world, it is better to fall on the battlefield here and let the living people fight against the other world."

As Li Dao's words came out.

The surrounding warriors were silent.

In this game, you must go all out, and the winner will be able to get more resources!

The person who wins represents that he is talented and has the ability to become a top martial artist!

Resources can never be distributed equally.

What is needed now is a warrior who has become the top strength, not all mediocre warriors of the same rank.

In this competition, if you can kill a person who has the strength to become a top-level warrior in the future, then this competition is worth holding!

"Twenty-four qualified warriors are invited to enter the arena!"

The words came out with a full-fledged voice.

Lin Luo and other warriors who had advanced to the top twenty-four also began to enter the arena.

The twelve battle platforms have now been removed.

Instead, in the middle, a huge battle platform has appeared!

The next game is to be held on this stage!

"Tian Chongtian, No. 1!"

"Cheng Lin, No. 2!"

"..."

At the same time, as everyone read out their names, all the warriors stood up.

Every warrior straightened his back.

This time, it is a live broadcast for the entire China!

Everyone is watching.

"Number 11, Lin Luo!"

At this time, as Lin Luo came out, looking at the huge and exaggerated Fang Tianhua halberd that Lin Luo was holding, everyone's eyes converged towards Lin Luo.

"Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy Lin Luo."

A large number of warriors have bad eyes in their eyes.

After all, Lin Luo, in the forum of their Martial Artist Academy, is a little expert at spraying people.

They've been at war for a long time.

"It seems that our Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy is quite popular."

Tan Yong, the initiator, was sitting in the audience at this time, stroking his beard and said.

Zhao Han and Zhang Tianzhi and other deans of other colleges were too lazy to care about him.

Is this popular?

It was obvious that everyone had a bad intention in their eyes.

And Lin Luo also has a headache, why does it feel like he has become a public enemy?

Haven't done anything horrific.

"See! This is my son!"

At the same time, in the supermarket managed by Lin Dong, a huge screen was playing the live broadcast of today's top 24 competition.

Seeing Lin Luo play, Lin Dong said excitedly.

In addition to being proud, I was also a little worried. After all, this game was not an ordinary game.

May be lost.

"Lin Luo is on stage!"

In Yu Xiaoyue's martial arts class, screencasting was also opened for all to watch at the same time.

"Lin Luo, can you win..."

Wu Li stood by the door, looked at the scene of the projection screen, and muttered to himself.

"You can win, this kid, he's amazing."

Yang Jie stood beside him and smiled.

At this moment, he had a proud look on his face.

A warrior who came out of Liancheng Middle School and entered the top 24 of the warrior competition!

"I have invited Tian Chongtian from the Capital Martial Artist Academy, and Cheng Lin from the Magic Capital Martial Artist Academy!"

At this time, everyone stood below and watched the scene on the battlefield.

The eyes of the surrounding audience also shifted to the battle stage.

Today's battle finally begins!

Zhang Tianzhi and Zhao Han were both staring at the scene on the battlefield.

Both the capital city and the Magic City Martial Artist Academy are old rivals.

Last year, the Beijing Martial Artist Academy was even better. This year, the Magic Capital Martial Artist Academy has been more fully prepared.

"Don't worry, soon, I will kill you in front of you Chinese people."

Ella, who was standing beside Lin Luo, spoke to Lin Luo indifferently at this time.

He is a sixth-order martial artist, and it is easy to kill Lin Luo.

"It's not certain who will die."

Lin Luo said lightly.

At this time, Lin Luo had already started to warm up.

The same goes for the rest of the warriors.

Warming up and fighting with peers also have certain benefits.

At this moment on the battlefield, Tian Chongtian and Cheng Lin were already fighting together!

Both of them seemed to be dying, and attacked each other frantically.

bang bang bang-

The sound of the collision of huge weapons continued to sound.

In the end, Cheng Lin had several fingers cut off, while Tian Chongtian had his shoulders pierced.

Still a narrow victory.

Even if the audience in front of the TV is psychologically prepared, their faces are not very good-looking at this time.

Fortunately, this live broadcast is slightly delayed, and there are already technicians who code in real time.

After all, this is a bit too bloody, and many viewers can't accept it.

"If you fight like this, the next battle will be useless."

Some spectators sitting in the auditorium couldn't help saying aloud.

Although he advanced, but the next battle is not so easy to win.

And is the finger attached to it still usable?

"This is the spirit of a warrior."

Wu Guoqiang said lightly.

If it was him, would you release water?

Will definitely try to win.

The resources for cultivation are limited. If you don’t fight for it yourself, you will only be left behind forever.

The first one was over, and the second one followed.

In the second game, the students of Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy fought against Shancheng Martial Artist Academy.

Yamashiro Warrior Academy won.

The third, the fourth...

The time of each battle is not very long.

Soon, it was the sixth game.

"Number 11, from Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy Lin Luo!"

"Number 12, from the Imperial College of Scholars, Ira Mosby!"

At this time, as the host read out the names of the two, Lin Luo was already holding the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand and went on stage!

"Ella, kill him."

At this time, a warrior from the Imperial Warrior Academy who was standing here said suddenly.

"That's inevitable."

Ella suddenly smiled.

His eyes looked at Lin Luo, who was walking towards the battle platform, with a killing intent in his eyes.

Lin Luo, he will kill him.

"Boss, your son is playing."

Some supermarket staff, looking at the screen at this time, said aloud.

The people panicked because of the Zerg thing, and now everything in this supermarket has been looted.

But after experiencing this panic, I found that the whole world is still very safe, and no Zerg invasion was found around.

Gradually, everything started to get back on track.

"Um."

Lin Dong also clenched his fists at this time, and it could be seen that he was also quite nervous.

After all, his son is about to go to battle.

And this game is not a friendly match, it is a bayonet fight!

"That bastard, it turned out to be a sixth-order..."

Peng Liang also clenched his fists at this time.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that this time, Lin Luo is in danger.

At this time, he looked at Lin Luo on the battlefield, and Lin Luo still seemed very calm.

There was no change in expression on his face.

"Looks like you're pretty confident in yourself?"

Ella stepped onto the stage, stood opposite Lin Luo, looked at Lin Luo, and said lightly.

"I tell you, I am different from you."

He pointed at Lin Luo with the weapon in his hand.

"I am an all-around warrior who has experienced various battles in different worlds. The Chinese warriors of your generation cannot win against me."

Ella is very confident in herself.

He has been through too many fights, and his fighting skills are very rich.

At the age of twenty-three, he was already a sixth-order martial artist.

He is a genius!