Xuanxia

Chapter 300 Thousand Machine Box

Luoyi, the headquarters of the Wulin Alliance, near noon.

There were huge crowds of people below the stage, and only the rest area for the young participants was much more spacious.

After all, out of nearly a thousand contestants, only a hundred were left.

Fu Qingzhou sat on a chair in the rest area on the judging platform, holding a tea bowl in his hand, and yawned loudly.

These three days...he was exhausted.

Why are you tired?

Practice swordplay.

He spent a day carefully reading through the notes Yuan Zhen sent him.

Of course, in addition to looking at it myself, I also asked Smoker to go through it to make sure there were no hidden dangers or traps.

After watching it, Fu Qingzhou was really shocked.

This Yuan Zhen... or his master Huikong, really invested a lot of money, and he has the four unique sword skills of Jinchan Temple without any problem!
What else to say? Practice!
Of course, no matter how talented he was, it would be impossible for him to master all four sword techniques in two days. Naturally, his focus was still on the Ming Wang Sword.

I have learned two moves of this set of sword techniques and have a deep understanding of their meaning. Naturally, the remaining three moves will be easier to learn.

In the past two days, he had memorized the remaining three sword moves of the Ming Wang Sword in a hurry, and had also memorized the internal breath circulation method and the sword intent, but he was still some distance away from mastering it thoroughly.

But never mind, just learn it first.

As for the iron box?
Not urgent.

Now Jiang Baichuan has been dealing with various affairs of the Qianlong Baijie Association, and he also has to entertain judges from all over the place. Among the people from the martial arts world who come to watch the ceremony, there must be some senior masters who need to be entertained, so he is busy.

What's more, Yuan Zhen now lives in the headquarters of the Wulin Alliance. If I go to investigate the iron box, there is a possibility that he will find me.

Although there is nothing wrong with the sword-fighting notes, one must still be on guard against others... Let's wait until the gathering of the 100 Hidden Dragons is over.

"Brother Fu."

Wu Changfeng, who was sitting next to him, interrupted Fu Qingzhou's thoughts and said, "How do you think we will compete today? We won't have that illusion again, will we?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I don't think so. It's not easy to create the illusionary formation once, and there are only a hundred people left. If ninety people are eliminated in another afternoon and only ten are left, then this competition will be too short."

"That……"

Wu Changfeng became interested: "One-on-one competition?"

"That's really possible." Fu Qingzhou nodded. "A hundred-man elimination match is actually quite fast. A one-on-one match won't take too long. After all fifty groups are finished, I estimate it will be over in two or three hours at most."

"The top 50 will be decided this way, and then they will be matched up one by one... they can play like this for a few days, and it will be lively. Everyone will only play a few games, so it won't be too tiring."

Tang Jiao, who was sitting on the other side of him, whispered, "What if we encounter a strong confrontation from the beginning? Wouldn't that be unfair?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "If you can think of it, how can Alliance Leader Jiang not think of it? He certainly wouldn't arrange such strong opponents together at the beginning."

As they were talking, several judges came in and sat down at the judges' table.

"Everyone!"

Jiang Baichuan smiled widely and spread his arms: "Sorry for the long wait! The second round of the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Competition is about to begin!"

Amidst the cheers like a tsunami, the leader of the Shenji Sect, Kong Ling, stood up. In the blink of an eye, he flashed from the judges' seat to the big stage.

The 100 participants and the audience below were all stunned.

What does this mean?
Jiang Baichuan still had a smile on his face and said loudly: "The second round of the competition will be hosted by Master Kong of the Shenji Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Ling, who was as fat as a ball, cupped his hands and said to the audience with a smile: "Everyone... take a look at this."

After saying that, he raised his right hand high.

On the judging platform, the disciple who had been standing beside Kong Ling let go of his hand.

The disciple was holding a strange-looking box. Suddenly, the box made a mechanical sound, and then eight spider-like legs grew out from both sides. The eight legs moved together at an astonishing speed. Before many people could see it clearly with their naked eyes, the box climbed down from the judging platform like lightning, quickly came to the big stage and stopped beside Kong Ling.

"This item is what I have painstakingly studied and refined for more than ten years - the Thousand Machine Box."

He patted the box with a smile and said, "This thing... can be transformed into a thousand forms."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and operated something on the Qianji Box. The box quickly changed and turned over with a sound of mechanism. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a person! Although this person was not lifelike, and the face of the person made of wood and iron had no facial features, all the joints and muscles had replacements.

As Kong Ling waved his hand, a long sword instantly popped out from the arm of the mechanical man. It held the long sword and swung it several times on the spot. Its sword energy was compelling and its moves were exquisite!
Amid the surprised shouts of the crowd below the stage, Kong Ling showed a smug look on his face and said with a smile: "I have adjusted the capabilities of the mechanical man according to the strength of the hundred heroes. Today's mechanical man has roughly entered the sixth realm of cultivation, which is comparable to the top ten of the hundred heroes."

"Therefore, the second round of competition is very simple: anyone who can defeat the mechanical man will advance."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate uproar in the audience - everyone was discussing this with the people around them.

Soon, one person stood up from Baijie's side. It was Ning Wushu. She frowned slightly, bowed to Kong Ling on the stage, and asked loudly, "I am so bold as to have some doubts in my heart. Can I ask Master Kong to answer them?"

Kong Ling turned around, still smiling: "Of course."

"May I ask Master Kong..."

Ning Wushu said, "What if the number of people who advance to the next level is less than ten or more than ten? And this mechanical man has been through battles and may be injured. Will the first person to compete lose, and the person who advances later benefit?"

After hearing what she asked, everyone fell silent, nodded slightly, and turned their eyes to Kong Ling.

You're right! You said that these machine men are probably in the top ten, but what if? What if some perform poorly and some perform exceptionally well? You can't be sure that only ten people will advance!

Moreover, the mechanism will definitely suffer damage. If you encounter strong opponents like Yuan Zhen, Ning Wushu, and Fu Qingzhou in the middle of the process, they will directly destroy your mechanism. Wouldn't the people behind you be able to take advantage of the situation?
Kong Ling still maintained that smiling look, as if he had anticipated the questions raised by Ning Wushu.

"Miss Ning's question is very crucial." Kong Ling said slowly: "Regarding the number of people who will advance, I and Alliance Leader Jiang have naturally considered it."

"Although this mechanical man is roughly equivalent to the top ten of the Hundred Elites, but..."

He smiled and said, "We can be sure that there will be no less than ten finalists."

Ning Wushu was stunned.

"There must be no less than ten people?" She quickly reacted: "Senior, what you mean is that this promotion does not determine the top ten?"

"of course."

Kong Ling nodded and said, "The top ten young heroes will have to compete in the subsequent competitions. This round of competitions is only to select the heroes. I guess there may be 15 or 16 finalists. By then, you will compete for the top ten, or even the top three, or the potential dragon young heroes."

After that, before Ning Wushu could ask again, he smiled and said, "As for the loss of mechanical personnel..."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and waved at the mechanical man.

I saw a ray of light coming out from his sleeve quickly, hitting the mechanical man squarely and smashing it into pieces!
But before anyone could exclaim in surprise, the debris on the ground began to tremble!
Then, there seemed to be an invisible force pulling the fragments together, gradually bringing them back together. The fragments were being pieced together faster and faster, and soon, the outline of the mechanical man appeared before everyone's eyes again.

As the last fragment returned to its place, the mechanical man stood up again. It moved its limbs, as if to confirm its own status.

The entire venue fell into silence in an instant, and everyone was stunned and in disbelief.

Kong Ling looked at the resurrected mechanical man with a smug smile on his face. He turned around and bowed to the audience and contestants below the stage, as if he was proud of his masterpiece.

"Everyone, this is the secret of my Thousand Machine Box." Kong Ling's voice sounded again: "Unless a Cave Heaven Realm expert attacks with all his strength, no matter how much damage it suffers, it can repair itself and recover in a short time!"

"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have to spend more than ten years searching for various natural treasures and taking the trouble to refine this thing!"

"Therefore, you don't need to worry about the loss of mechanical personnel in the competition..."

He laughed and said, "Don't worry, just use your fists and feet. If you really break it, I won't ask for compensation."

There was an instant uproar in the audience. Amidst the countless praises and laughter, Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

"No wonder this sect leader was invited to be the judge, he really has something."

He whispered, "Why did you make this originally simple competition so complicated?"

"Boy Fu, you don't understand, do you?" In his mind, the Smoker said in a tut-tut voice, "This is called a human relationship! This competition appears to be about eliminating people, but in reality it is about supporting the Shen Ji Sect!"

"This must be a deal between Jiang Baichuan and Kong Ling, in which they want to make the Shenji Sect famous at the conference!"

On the other side, Ning Wushu was surprised to see that the mechanical man was so amazing. She smiled and said, "In that case, I have no questions."

After she sat down again, Kong Ling smiled slightly and turned to the audience: "Everyone, do you have any questions?"

The only things that responded to him were the expectant gazes of countless people.

"In that case..."

Kong Ling smiled and said, "Let's follow the seating order of the hundred heroes below the stage, starting from the first row, and go to the left and right, and have them take turns to go on stage!"

(End of this chapter)