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Chapter 259 I'm still explaining it to you, but you don't need to explain it! (Please subscribe, please vote)
The second day's competition came as scheduled, and the martial arts arena was still bustling with people.

The auditorium was packed with geniuses from all walks of life, and powerful people from all sects also appeared on stage.

Luo Yong slept a little late because of his epiphany and thinking last night. He almost overslept in the morning. When he hurried to the competition venue, there were still some beads of sweat on his forehead.

As soon as he stepped into the martial arts arena, he immediately felt countless eyes focused on him.

Whether it was the audience in the gallery or the other contestants, everyone’s eyes were on him.

Luo Yong felt a little uneasy, muttering to himself: Has the game already started? Why are people looking at me like that?
Just then, the referee came over.

Luo Yong's heart tightened, and he was about to apologize, but he heard the referee gently say: "Luo Yong, do you want me to give you some time to prepare? Adjust your condition before going on the court."

These words made Luo Yong stunned and even a little confused.

He still remembered that yesterday, a contestant was late because of trouble on the road. The referee scolded him, and finally allowed him to continue the competition after repeated requests from him and his master.

Why is the referee so polite even though I was late today?
"No, thank you, referee. I'm ready."

Luo Yong said quickly, feeling somewhat flattered.

Seeing Luo Yong's "humble" look, the referee nodded with satisfaction, turned and walked to the referee's seat and began to preside over the game.

Luo Yong then realized that everyone was waiting for him, but he didn't show up and the game didn't even start.

In fact, he didn't know that there were rumors here just now, saying something like "Luo Yong felt that the intensity of the competition was too low and he might be too lazy to participate today", which was simply to deify him.

The atmosphere today is completely different from yesterday. The audience's eyes are full of expectations for Luo Yong, hoping that he can have a better performance today.

And those contestants who were usually very arrogant did not sneer at him. Instead, they looked at him with burning eyes, as if defeating him was their biggest goal.

That is respect for the strong.

Seeing this, Luo Yong felt a little dazed.

He has always been an ordinary genius and never thought that he would stand in such a high position.

In yesterday's match, he defeated Gao Jingnian and Wei Yuanping successively with the sword refined by His Majesty Li Chen, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

At this moment, he was carrying the emperor's order, so even if he had to pretend, he had to act like a master.

In the referee's seat, Jun Zhantian's eyes also fell on Luo Yong.

As the son of God of Guixu Wuya Sect, Jun Zhantian is the final BOSS of this sword-fighting conference. Whoever wins will be qualified to fight him.

In his opinion, Luo Yong will definitely be able to fight him next, and he is also looking forward to fighting with Luo Yong.

The opponents for the second day's competition were still determined by drawing lots.

Because there are twenty-five people, one person will be given a bye.

Luo Yong's luck was not good. He did not draw a bye, but instead drew the number 1 lottery ticket again and became the first player to play.

What was different from yesterday was that the opponent who also drew number 1 did not look at Luo Yong with contempt. Instead, he looked at Luo Yong with melancholy, as if Luo Yong was the invincible BOSS.

The lucky person who got a bye was the blue-clothed swordsman, a 'good buddy' that Luo Yong had just met.

The opponent of the blue-clothed swordsman in the previous match gave up, so he got a bye in this match. His luck was incredibly good.

Luo Yong muttered to himself, "This guy made it to the round of 13 from 7, so he won't have to get a bye, right? His luck is too good."

However, he had no time to think about it at this moment, as the referee had already shouted loudly: "First match, Luo Yong vs. Zhao Dou, both of you, please come on stage!"

Luo Yong took a deep breath and stepped onto the martial arts arena. Compared to yesterday, he felt more relaxed this time.

As soon as he came on the court, the audience burst into warm cheers, as if these cheers had announced that he was the champion of the game.

Luo Yong's opponent Zhao Dou seemed a little nervous and walked onto the stage with heavy steps.

Luo Yong looked at his opponent and seemed to see himself yesterday. He felt the same way when he played his first game against Gao Jingnian yesterday.

Today, he stands in Gao Jingnian's position and has become a strong man in the eyes of others.

The referee shouted "match start", but neither of them started fighting right away. They just greeted each other symbolically and then got into position.

At this time, Luo Yong was actually still struggling over whether or not he should use the power of His Majesty Li Chen.

But before the fight started, Zhao Dou said directly: "I know that you geniuses have become accustomed to pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, but I want to see the real you."

What he said was: Stop pretending to be a rookie, let's just fight.

Luo Yong thought to himself, I haven't even prepared myself mentally for cheating, and you're going to let me do it, right?

That's what you said.

A minute later, Zhao Dou's sword was knocked away, his face full of fear, he didn't even take a single move from Luo Yong.

After Zhao Dou admitted defeat and stepped down, he slapped himself hard in a deserted place. If he had known, he would not have pretended to be so cool. Facing the pretending to be a wimp, Luo Yong, he could still fight back a few moves, but the other party used his real skills and he could not withstand a single move.

Luo Yong's victory this time was already "expected" by everyone. Many of those present were sword cultivators with superb sword skills, and they knew how strong Luo Yong's "true sword intent" was.

In their opinion, Luo Yong was not on the same level as the other contestants.

All the clan leaders were even sighing that Luo Yong had an ordinary temperament and a plain appearance, but his swordsmanship was so outstanding, which really goes like this: 'You can't judge a book by its cover'.

Even some sword-making sects in the stands were ready to recruit Luo Yong to endorse their swords.

The co-branded sabers used by the champions of the sword-fighting tournament held every ten years have always been a hot seller.

Even if you don't use it, it's worth it to collect it. Of course, the premise of all this is that Luo Yong can win the championship.

You know, above the champion there is the Son of God, Jun Zhantian.

Countless geniuses are proud to defeat the Son of God.

Whether in the secret realm or in some other places, Jun Zhantian has been challenged by many people, but he has never lost.

Apart from anything else, Lin Xun and Yi Yu, who are both at the level of Sons of God, have crushed many practitioners of the same level.

They are the ascending talents cultivated by the hidden sects and are born for fighting.

This is different from other sects, whose goal is only to cultivate saints and allow the sect to continue to prosper for a hundred years.

When Luo Yong stepped off the arena, his good brother, the blue-clothed swordsman, patted him on the shoulder to express his congratulations: "I didn't expect that you are the hidden talent. Yesterday I thought you were very nervous."

Hearing this, Luo Yong smiled bitterly in his heart, I was really nervous. Without the power of His Majesty Li Chen, I would just be a younger brother.

However, now that he understood that this world was inherently unfair, Luo Yong didn't feel that much guilt for cheating.

"No way, no way. Brother, you are a hidden talent. No one knows your strength yet."

Luo Yong was not exaggerating, because the blue-clothed swordsman had always been a bye and had been booed by the audience.

Normally speaking, this guy has such incredible luck that he must be a powerful person who will make a big splash overnight.

Luo Yong felt that the blue-clothed swordsman must be a master, because this guy was very calm and showed that indifferent temperament no matter who he was facing.

Just like now, if ordinary contestants knew Luo Yong's 'real' strength, their mentality would have changed long ago, but the blue-clothed swordsman still approached him normally.

Luo Yong was able to discover clues from a grassroots perspective.

When the blue-clothed swordsman heard what Luo Yong said and saw the look in his eyes, he said helplessly, "I have only had better luck since I was a child. I am really not an expert."

Luo Yong didn't say anything. The two of them chatted normally and analyzed the fight between the sword practitioners on the stage.

Unlike Luo Yong's appearance, Luo Yong defeated his opponent with just one move. Of course, this depends on Li Chen's strength.

Many sword practitioners fought back and forth, countering each other's moves.

I also learned a lot from Luo Yong's perspective.

Next to him, not only the blue-clothed swordsman, but many contestants were looking at Luo Yong, sighing in their hearts: This guy is so strong, yet humble and eager to learn, is this the gap between me and the strong?

If Luo Yong knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say: I beg you to stop imagining things, I’m really a wimp.

When this round is over, the next round will begin.

There are still 13 contestants left, which means that one of them will be the chosen one and will directly enter the top ten.

The one who is eliminated here will undoubtedly be the one who suffers the most.

Because the top ten will receive certain rewards, the tickets have been sold out these days.

Not only the ticket sales, but also the surrounding food, clothing, housing and transportation were all packed during the Sword Discussion Conference, which boosted the economic development.

But it only happens once every ten years, and normally this place is rather deserted.

Luo Yong was the first to draw the ticket, and without a doubt he drew number 1. He was feeling very confused as to why he was always number 1. He couldn't just change his number.

The one who had an even more difficult problem than him was the other contestant who drew the No. 1 lottery ticket.

When this guy drew number 1, he felt his heart sink.

It’s a competition held once every ten years, and I was just one step away from making it into the top ten. How could I have run into Luo Yong, a swordsmanship genius? Damn it!

The people around were still making sarcastic remarks, saying things like "I've wanted to fight Luo Yong for a long time, it's a pity that I didn't choose number 1 this time."

After hearing these words, the person who drew number 1 got angry on the spot and shouted, "Don't pretend, come and change with me if you dare!"

At this time, those contestants who made sarcastic remarks shut up. After all, they could see how powerful Luo Yong was.

No one knows that Luo Yong, whose strength and state of mind are not equal at this moment, is also a little emotional.

What is even less surprising is that his good brother Qing Yi Jian Xiu Zhen is simply unstoppable and gets a bye again.

This guy simply made it into the top ten without even having played a single game.

The blue-clothed swordsman was always left without a chance to play, which made the people around him dissatisfied.

All kinds of accusations and ridicules came.

Luo Yong explained to his good brother, "Everyone got here through the auditions, so their strength must be good."

He was talking to the people around him.
But the blue-clothed swordsman smiled awkwardly and said, "I really have never fought before. During the auditions, the first opponent was banned because of his criminal record, and the second one took banned drugs in advance and was caught by the referee and was directly disqualified.

The third one got into an argument with someone near the martial arts arena and a fight broke out, so both of them were disqualified. The fourth one broke up with his girlfriend and didn’t want to fight anymore, so he gave up. That’s how I made it all the way to the official competition.”

Luo Yong: “.”

Everyone: "."

After hearing about the experience of the blue-clothed swordsman, Luo Yong was dumbfounded. I was explaining it to you, but you haven’t played a single match until now?

(End of this chapter)