Nine-layer armor-breaking

Chapter 135 A miracle...appeared!

In the first competition of the Heavenly Stage Group, if Warrior No. 17 loses to Warrior No. 130, then it will not be as simple as winning or losing the competition.

If the two warriors had a huge disparity in strength, then it would be understandable.

But the reality is that there is indeed a gap between Warrior No. 17 and Warrior No. 130. But obviously, Warrior No. 17 is the one with higher strength in everyone's eyes.

After all, before the competition between the two warriors in the martial arts arena officially began, the female warrior had already announced the heavenly level of each warrior.

Warrior No. 17 is a high-level Heavenly Rank warrior, and Warrior No. 130 is a mid-level Heavenly Rank warrior. This is something everyone in the field knows.

Warrior No. 17 is at the seventh level of the Heavenly Stage, and Warrior No. 130 is at the sixth level of the Heavenly Stage. Although there is only one level difference between the two, there is still a gap after all.

Moreover, even if they are of the same level, both are martial artists at the sixth or seventh level of the Heavenly Stage, it would be embarrassing for a disciple of a government-run martial arts school to lose to a disciple of a private martial arts school.

Not to mention, the current situation is that the disciples of the official martial arts school are one level stronger than others, but are being beaten by the disciples of the private martial arts school who are one level weaker than them. This scene is naturally not going to look good.

The atmosphere on the training ground is certainly tense and intense, but isn’t it the same outside the training ground?

This time, if Warrior No. 17 from the Jingzhou Official Martial Arts School loses to Warrior No. 130 and loses the first match of the Heavenly Grade Group, then the first people to lose face will naturally be the people from the Jingzhou Official Martial Arts School and the people of Jingzhou present.

But this does not mean that it has nothing to do with other people or other martial arts schools.

Although the disciples of the official martial arts school will work hard to win back glory for their state, in a sense, the official martial arts school is one and the same.

If the disciples of the Jingzhou official martial arts school lost to the disciples of the Qizhou private Huise martial arts school in the first competition, it would be a disgrace for the official martial arts schools of the five states.

Of course, as they are all from Qizhou, the reaction of the Qizhou official martial arts school may be smaller than that of the official martial arts schools in the other four states.

As the competition progressed, everyone outside the martial arts arena held their breath and became nervous.

This, of course, includes the officials on the viewing platform, headed by the Jingzhou officials.

On the viewing platform, everyone looked down at the Tianjie Group's training ground.

A middle-aged man sitting on one side of the viewing platform is trying hard to suppress his emotions at this moment.

The middle-aged man stared closely at the two warriors on the training ground, especially Warrior No. 17 who was wearing a light blue Taoist robe.

He silently prayed for the warrior in his heart.

As a representative sent by Jingzhou to observe the ceremony, he now just wanted to find a hole to crawl into. He finally understood what it meant to want to cry but have no tears. He really didn't want to experience this feeling again in his lifetime.

……

In the Tianjie Martial Arts Arena, the competition between the two warriors has entered the final stage and is no longer tense.

"Number seventeen! Number seventeen!"

"Jingzhou Martial Arts School! The official martial arts school!"

"Number one hundred and thirty! Lake Color Martial Arts School!"

……

The crowd off the field shouted loudly, cheering for the two people on the field.

Of course, although Warrior No. 130 performed relatively well, there were still too few people willing to support Warrior No. 130, except for the Hu Se Martial Arts School where Warrior No. 130 was located and a few people from Qizhou.

Although many people who came to watch the excitement were deeply inspired by the fighting style of the 130 warriors, most of them would not express their passion and excitement, but instead hid it in their hearts or behind their faces.

The common people can naturally shout out their excitement and laugh heartily as they please, but in a place like the martial arts arena where many forces are mixed together, they naturally cannot, and do not have the confidence, to speak freely or take sides at will.

The voices cheering for the two warriors rose one after another, and in an instant, the audience in the audience also became excited.

Of course, some people felt that Warrior No. 17 had a bad outcome, so they turned their heads away, tightly shutting their eyes, not daring to look at the martial arts arena again.

Although the scene was extremely intense, in the minds of the audience, the strength of the two warriors was immediately clear, and they were just waiting for an undoubted result.

"Wait! That's not right!" Jiang Xuan stared at everything on the martial arts field, observing every move of the two people competing, and couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

Just as everyone was waiting for the final result, the warrior in the light blue Taoist robe was agile and dodged the gravity attack that the warrior in the aquamarine Taoist robe had tried his best to give.

At the same time, the sword changed direction, and the three-foot sword in the hands of the warrior in the light blue Taoist robe matched the color of his clothes. Suddenly, the sword edge was filled with cold light.

"Shh!"

Another unexpected turn, the sound of breaking air suddenly sounded, and the warrior in the light blue Taoist robe came in front of the warrior in the aquamarine Taoist robe in just an instant.

Warrior No. 130, who was wearing a light green Taoist robe, didn't even have time to react before Warrior No. 17, who was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, put his sword to his neck, with the distance between the sword and his neck being less than an inch.

"what?"

"what!"

"What's wrong? I can't bear to look!"

"My God!"

"Open your eyes! A miracle...has appeared!"

"Really! That movement was so fast, did you see it?"

"Of course I saw it, but I didn't see it clearly!"

"Who can see clearly? I'm afraid even his opponent couldn't see it clearly!"

"Give me some time! Is this true?"

"I thought Jingzhou was going to lose face this time. Why did he lie to us, the audience, and hold back?"

"Who would have thought that after being beaten like that, he would still have the strength to fight back?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't forget, he's stronger than that guy!"

……

Everyone was talking about it, and the audience was shocked by the sudden reversal; the disciples of the official martial arts school also changed their previous anxious expressions; and the people in the viewing platform who were originally nervous breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Xuan anticipated all of this before the warrior in the light blue Taoist robe was about to make a move.

Seeing that the winner of the competition between the two warriors on the field had been decided, Jiang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why Jiang Xuan relaxed was not because he was happy about the victory of the disciple from the Jingzhou official martial arts school who was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, but because he knew the final direction of the competition by observing the movements of the two warriors on the training ground, and he felt happy that he had correctly predicted the result of the competition.

Before Jiang Xuan left Yingzhou for training, he had already developed a habit of mentally rehearsing his moves. Although, due to his lack of familiarity with the two warriors on the field, he couldn't accurately predict their every move, but after extensive training, he could still accurately judge the general direction.

After watching this battle, Jiang Xuan became more certain that his father's method of improving his strength by letting him practice in his mind was effective.

This effectiveness is not only effective in improving one's strength in martial arts, but also in training one's state of mind, and in enhancing one's psychological endurance and adaptability.

As everyone was excitedly discussing, the female warrior's penetrating voice rang out again...

"In the first match of the first round of the Heavenly Class, Warrior No. 17 versus Warrior No. 130, Warrior No. 17 wins!"

As the clear female voice finished speaking, outside the martial arts arena, although the audience and the warriors waiting to go on stage already knew the result of this competition, they still couldn't help but cheer for Warrior No. 17 again!
The entire training ground has been ignited by the enthusiastic atmosphere of the Tianjie Group, and the place is boiling!
At this moment, Warrior No. 17 seemed to be everyone walking in the darkness, everyone who was temporarily frustrated, who faced the difficulties head-on without getting discouraged, until he turned defeat into victory, and at the break of dawn, he saw the light of day.

(End of this chapter)