Doupo: I'm just an alchemist

Chapter 45 Not Good at Fighting

"There are fifty bamboo sticks in total, twenty-five on red and twenty-five on blue. Those with the same numbers on the red and blue sticks will be your opponents."

"Now, let's start drawing lots."

It is worth mentioning that, because this ranking competition will not determine the number of places for the Heart Fire Body Tempering Competition, it is just a ranking battle, so these people are still very humble.

When everyone saw Nangong Wuxin, they all had smiles on their faces and were very polite.

If this were to happen two and a half years from now, during the Power Ranking Competition to confirm the places for the Heart Fire Body Tempering Competition, it would be hard to say...

However, when the fight really started, both sides were still very serious. Unless the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, they would directly admit defeat.

Elder Su Qian pulled out a bamboo stick and looked at the number on it: "Number 18, red and blue bamboo stick number 18 stays, the rest of you leave."

As soon as the words fell, a strong voice suddenly rang out from the field:

"I surrender!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found it was Lin Xiuya!
He was a prominent figure in the inner court, so why would he surrender so directly? Who was his opponent? Could it be that master?
"Damn it! You coward, I'm going to beat you up!"

Zi Yan angrily threw a punch at Lin Xiuya. The terrifying force compressed the air into a ball and flew over with terrifying momentum.

The people near Lin Xiuya felt the horror of this punch and quickly dodged.

But the distance between them was not very far, so they were inevitably affected and a group of people were knocked away.

Fortunately, these are all good players on the strong list. They just look a little embarrassed but are not injured.

After they stood up, they looked at the seemingly harmless little girl in fear. Is this a monster?
He is simply a king of brute force!
"Ahem, Zi Yan advances to the next round. Also, a warning: after your opponent admits defeat, you are not allowed to continue attacking."

The Great Elder sighed helplessly in his heart. This girl is really getting more and more naughty...

"Next group, number five."

Nangong Wuxin, who was about to leave with Zi Yan, glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand and was stunned.

Isn't he the protagonist?
Why did you appear so early?
Seeing Nangong Wuxin return to the field, everyone present was stunned.

Many people then reacted, feeling that it was still the academy, without any shady dealings. If this were to happen somewhere else, the battle between the Sixth-Rank Alchemist Master would definitely be the last one.

"Mr. Wuxin, I'm going to offend you next, please forgive me."

The opponent also came up and was quite polite, greeting Nangong Wuxin first.

"It's okay. I'm also a student in the inner courtyard. How can I be offended?"

Nangong Wuxin waved his hands, and the blue beast fire wrapped around his hands.

Seeing this, the opponent also made preparations, taking out a saber. In just a breath, he had adjusted his state to the best.

The heavy saber in his hand swung towards Nangong Wuxin with the force of thunder.

Seeing the blade getting closer and closer, Nangong Wuxin simply stretched out two fingers and clamped the falling blade.

No matter how hard he tried, the saber did not move at all, as if it was clamped by a strong iron clamp and could not move.

The blue flame spread along the blade, and the opponent quickly let go of the weapon in his hand. Instead of retreating, he advanced, wanting to engage in close combat with Nangong Wuxin.

But Nangong Wuxin seemed to have guessed his move and threw a punch directly.

Bang!
That punch, with irresistible force, knocked Zhang Yong away.

His saber also fell to the ground.

"I lost." Zhang Yong came back to his senses and understood that Nangong Wuxin had been holding back on him.

"Nangong Wuxin, advance to the next round."

"Next one, number 13!"

I don’t know how many pairs of eyes were looking at Nangong Wuxin, and many people were guessing about Nangong Wuxin’s strength.

Zhang Yong was a six-star Dou Ling, ranked thirty-eighth on the Power Ranking. To be able to defeat Zhang Yong so easily, Nangong Wuxin's strength must have been at least eight-star Dou Ling.

"Besides, this kid's physical strength should also be terrifying..."

In the stands, several elders discussed Nangong Wuxin's performance. Details that others might not notice were clear to them.

That boy didn't use any fighting spirit to boost that punch, it was pure physical strength.

"Who do you think is more powerful, Wuxin or that little devil?"

"Of course...hiss, it's hard for me to say right now."

Elder Huo was also hesitant for a moment. He only knew that Nangong Wuxin was an exceptionally gifted alchemist, but he didn't know much else.

Especially Nangong Wuxin's relaxed look just now was obviously not his full strength.

"I think that girl is stronger. After all, Warcraft has some reputation for physical strength. Wuxin is just an ordinary human. Even if he has practiced some physical skills, he is only at the Douling realm now, while that girl is already a Douwang..."

Tu Yuanlao has a say in this regard, as he also practiced a little when he was young.

Humans are good at cultivating fighting spirit and soul, and have also created noble professions such as alchemists.

Compared with humans, Warcraft's only advantage is its physical body, which is naturally a natural advantage.

On the other side, Nangong Wuxin, who had just returned to his seat, was stared at by Zi Yan's pair of curious big eyes, as if she wanted to see the answer from his face.

Since the girl didn't ask anyway, Nangong Wuxin pretended not to see anything, said nothing, and quietly watched the battle below.

Nangong Wuxin takes things that involve his own life safety very seriously.

The battles between these top players are definitely worth watching. You can learn a thing or two from their excellent qualities, and also take their mistakes as a warning.

With the perception of a sixth-grade alchemist, the fighting skills of the people below were displayed very clearly in front of him, even like slow motion, with every frame appearing in his mind.

When Nangong Jing's opponent saw her stand up, he surrendered immediately. After all, the female sword god had been too powerful during this period.

"The first round is over. There are twenty-five people in the second round. There is one blank bamboo stick, twenty-four bamboo sticks, twelve red and twelve blue."

The first round was over before the sun reached noon.

The voice of the Great Elder sounded, and those who advanced to the second round began to draw lots.

"Red and Blue Number Three stay, the rest of you leave."

Nangong Wuxin looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and curled the corners of his mouth.

No one else has this kind of luck.

Nangong Wuxin's opponent this time is a seven-star fighting spirit Yan Hao, who seems to be a supporting role with a name, and his weapon is a huge hammer.

He has great strength, but unfortunately he met Nangong Wuxin.

Although he said he was not good at fighting, that was only compared to Nangong Jing. Not to mention he had the advantage of cultivation and the panel:
【Effect: 400
Qi: 293
God: 400
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(End of this chapter)