The era of global magic

[Shock from Zhang Yongqiang, points +10]

Now the total points are more than 1 million.

During this period of time, Lin Luo has gained a lot of points on the battle tower.

But the number of spectators is small, and the points obtained are limited.

Even the weekly upper limit of 120 million has not been broken.

But here, with so many people, it is estimated that the increase in points is still very good.

Besides, today is Monday.

"Not so fast."

Lin Luo smiled.

"By the way, Lin Luo, thank you for teaching me [body training technique] last time."

Zhang Yongqiang said seriously at this time.

"Why, have you learned?"

"Well, I have successfully tempered the flesh for the second time!"

Zhang Yongqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart at this time.

After the second tempering of the flesh was successful, his flesh became even tougher!

Compared with the first tempering, it is obviously stronger than I don't know how much!

"good."

Lin Luo nodded slightly.

After the two chatted for a few words, Zhang Yongqiang left here and gathered with other people from Yangcheng Martial Arts Academy.

Lin Luo's number is 1111, while Chai Ziming's number is 998.

Both numbers are very interesting.

"This number is really stupid."

Lin Luo got the battle number, and the corner of his mouth twitched immediately.

At this time, Lin Luo had already seen many referees enter the field.

"A lot of eighth-rank warriors..."

Chai Ziming watched the referees enter the field with surprise in his eyes.

This time, there are a total of twelve battle stages in the knockout round of the audition.

Twelve referees came.

These referees are often seen in the news column of the Warrior Alliance app.

They are all powerful warriors.

"It seems that this competition is indeed very important."

Lin Luo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

……

"Lin Luo! Where's Lin Luo?!"

Yu Xiaoyue watched the live broadcast at this time, and could only see a large number of warriors entering the arena, as well as those referees who looked very dressed.

But there are too many people to see anything at all.

Channels [-] to [-] of Huaxia broadcast the Warrior Contest at the same time. The [-] channels correspond to the conditions of the [-] battle stations.

At this time, the atmosphere of the entire Huaxia was mobilized.

This is the first time there is such a large martial artist competition.

"Why are you so excited? Now is the audition. There are so many people. After the top 24, I think we will be able to see it."

The girl sitting next to Yu Xiaoyue said aloud at this time.

"Your brother should be able to enter the top 24?"

At this time, a student in the class saw Yu Xiaoyue watching the live broadcast with her mobile phone, and said immediately.

"nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaoyue and several other girls said in unison.

This boy was frightened, is it necessary for this boy to be excited...

He also wanted Lin Luo to win, but this time, it is said that all genius-level tasks were played.

"Lao Jian, many people have come to your Yangcheng Martial Arts Academy."

At this time, Long Tianmin and Zuo Qiujian were all suspended in the sky, looking at the open-air battle platform below, they said suddenly.

"However, this time is not limited to freshmen, but under the age of 24, and includes 24-year-old fighters."

"It's not easy to get the first place."

Long Tianmin continued to speak at this time.

Not easy, but impossible.

In other warrior academies, among the senior students, there are too many strong ones.

Moreover, some who had already left the academy returned to join the war.

"Do your best."

Zuo Qiujian also said aloud.

"It's not about doing your best, it's about working hard."

"You know that too, don't you?"

It seemed that he had said something. At this moment, there was a special energy barrier around the two of them, which blocked their words and prevented others from hearing them.

Soon, the prelude to the Young Martial Artist Tournament has begun!

The one who stood in the middle and spoke was a chairman of the Martial Artists Alliance.

They all introduce the referee lineup, and there are some official words.

"It's really all eighth-rank warriors."

Lin Luo looked at the official introduction with surprise in his eyes.

None of these referees is not of the eighth rank.

With so many eighth levels, it can be seen that this competition is very important.

"Look over there!"

At this time, Chai Ziming seemed to see something, pointed to the front and said.

Taking a closer look, there is a special spectator seat, where Zuo Qiujian and Tan Yong can be clearly seen.

There seem to be a lot of deans of other faculties and things like that.

Anyway, all of them are big figures with backgrounds.

"A lot of ninth-rank warriors have come..."

Lin Luo was even more surprised at this time.

Soon, the radio started announcing that the game was about to start!

Lin Luo was number 1111, and was assigned to the No. 12 battle platform. He stood around and waited for the call to take the stage to fight.

As for Chai Ziming, he was assigned to the fifth battle platform.

"On the first battle platform, No. 357 Zhang bravely confronts No. 578 Deng Xianhe!"

"Platform No. 457, No. [-]..."

……

At this time, with the sound of the broadcast, all warriors immediately began to stand on the battlefield!

At this time, on each of the large battle platforms, warriors whose numbers were called had already stood up.

"here we go."

Lin Luo looked at this scene, and his eyes were fixed on the scene on the battle platform.

He wanted to see how strong these warriors were.

"This time, 80 people from your martial artist academy in Beijing actually came."

Zhang Tianzhi, the dean of the Martial Artist Academy in Modu, looked at Zhao Han, the dean of the Martial Artist Academy in Beijing next to him, and snorted coldly.

"Aren't there 80 people over there?"

Zhao Han coldly said.

The Martial Artist Academy in the capital city and the Martial Artist Academy in Shanghai are deadly rivals. Every time the deans of the two academies meet, they always have to say a few words.

"However, there are many people, what's the use, the final victory does not depend on the number of people."

Zhang Tianzhi said lightly at this time.

"You think that you, the demon city, can win, what a joke."

Zhao Han smiled.

"In my opinion, our Yangcheng Martial Arts Academy should be able to win the first place in this competition."

Tan Yong, who had been stroking his beard without making a sound, said suddenly.

As soon as he said his words, everyone here fell silent.

"Old Tan, I didn't hit you."

"Your academy, being able to enter the top 24 this year, should be very popular."

Zhang Tianzhi also said aloud at this time.

"Old Tan, there are some things you have to learn to accept."

Zhao Han also said aloud at this time.

Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy has been in decline for two or three years, and now it is said that it wants to take the first place?

The top 24 is enough!

"Humph!"

"We'll find out later."

Tan Yong snorted coldly when he heard the words of these two people.

The battle soon started.

Lin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the people fighting on the twelve battle platforms.

The strength of the first batch of people to fight on the stage is good, but for Lin Luo, they are still too weak.

I haven't seen anyone from the capital city or the Martial Artist Academy in Modu yet.

The martial artists from Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy also did not play in the first round.

"Wang Chao, come on."

At this time, the instructor at Pengcheng Martial Arts Academy spoke to Wang Chao.

Since Wang Chao was defeated by Lin Luo last time, he seemed to have become a little depressed.

"Well, I'll get a good ranking."

Wang Chao also said seriously at this time.

He thought of Lin Luo, but he didn't know if Lin Luo would come.

should come.

After that failure, he went back and accepted the hell training. He absolutely, it is impossible to lose again!