The Age of Global Martial Arts

Early the next morning, it was already crowded here!

Huaxia Media has also been equipped with live broadcast equipment.

This time, the rest of the media are forbidden to enter, and all the audience can only enter the official martial artist.

And there are certain limits.

"It's hard to get a ticket."

"I'm exhausted brother."

Peng Liang, Wu Guoqiang, and Luo Shaozong also bought tickets for the audience seats in the front row here.

Although only warriors can buy spectator tickets here.

But this ticket is also very difficult to grab.

To queue up on site, refuse to book online.

Fortunately, everyone lived here a week ago, so they were able to grab the tickets.

But even so, Peng Liang spent a whole day in line to buy a ticket.

Although the entire venue is very large, it seems to be crowded with people now.

At the same time, the warriors of the various warrior academies came in.

The Martial Artist Academy has a collective sense of honor, all wearing uniform uniforms.

"Lin Luo!"

At this time, Lin Luo and Chai Ziming saw Zhang Yongqiang over there as soon as they walked in.

"Are you here too?"

Lin Luo looked at Zhang Yongqiang's figure.

Zhang Yongqiang is now third-order.

If Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy does not have its own appearance, it is estimated that the most powerful one is Zhang Yongqiang.

"Well, the school wants me to try it out too."

Zhang Yongqiang smiled.

There are a lot of powerful players participating this time, and he didn't offer any hope. He just came over and learned his experience.

"Our academy, who is here?"

Lin Luo said curiously.

"There are senior brother Deng Shao, and senior sister Wei Meimei, who are all fifth-order warriors, and the rest are seven or eight, all of which are fourth-order and above."

Zhang Yongqiang said it was a bit embarrassing.

This time, it is estimated that he is the one with the lowest rank.

"By the way, Lin Luo, have you reached the fourth-order peak now?"

Zhang Yongqiang said curiously.

"you guess."

Lin Luo showed a mysterious smile.

"No, is it really at the peak of Tier 4? The progress is too fast..."

Zhang Yongqiang had a look of shock in his eyes.

[Shock from Zhang Yongqiang, points +0]

Now the total points, there are more than 1,010,000.

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

But the number of viewers is small, and the points earned are also limited.

Even the weekly cap of 1.2 million has not been exceeded.

However, if there are so many people here, it is estimated that the increase in points is still very good.

Besides, today is Monday.

"Not too soon."

Lin Luo smiled.

"By the way, Lin Luo, thank you for teaching me the [Body Refinement Technique] last time."

Zhang Yongqiang said seriously at this time.

"What, 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 successfully tempering the flesh for the second time, my flesh has become even tougher!

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

"good."

Lin Luo nodded slightly.

After a few chats between the two, Zhang Yongqiang left here and gathered with the rest of the Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy.

Lin Luo's number is,

And Chai Ziming's number is 99.

Both numbers are very interesting.

"This number is really stupid."

Lin Luo got this battle number, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

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

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

Chai Ziming watched those referees enter the arena, his eyes were full of surprise.

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

Twelve judges 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.

...

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

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

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

Huaxia Channels 1 to 12 all broadcast the martial artist competition at the same time, and the 12 channels correspond to the conditions of the 12 battle platforms.

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

This is the first time that there is such a large-scale martial arts competition.

"What are you excited about? Now is the audition. There are so many people. After the top 24, it is estimated that 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 twenty-four, right?"

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

"nonsense!"

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

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

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

"Old Jian, there are a lot of people from your Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy."

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

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

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

Long Tianmin continued to speak at this time.

Not easy, but impossible.

In other martial arts academies, among the senior students, there are too many powerful ones.

And some who had left the academy also returned to fight.

"Do your best."

Zuo Qiujian also said aloud.

"It's not trying hard, it's trying hard."

"That thing, you know it too."

It seemed that something was said. At this time, there was a special energy barrier around the two, which blocked the words of the two and prevented them from being heard by the others.

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

Standing in the middle of the speech was a chairman of the Warrior Alliance.

All are introductions to the referee lineup, and some official words.

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

Lin Luo looked at the official introduction, and his eyes were full of surprise.

None of these referees are of the eighth order.

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

"Look over there!"

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

Taking a closer look, there is a special viewing area, and in the auditorium, you can clearly see the figures of Zuo Qiujian and Tan Yong.

There seem to be many other deans of other colleges and the like.

Anyway, all of them are big people with a background.

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

Lin Luo was even more surprised at this time.

Soon, the broadcast started announcing that the game was about to begin!

Lin Luo was the number, and was assigned to the No. 12 battle platform, standing around, waiting to call the number to come to the stage to fight.

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

"Battlefield No. 1, No. 357 Zhang bravely confronts No. 57 Deng Xianhe!"

"Battlefield No. 2, No. 457..."

...

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

At this time, on every battle stage with a large area, there are already warriors who have been called to their numbers.

"here we go."

Lin Luo watched this scene, his eyes fixed on the scene on the battlefield.

He wanted to see what the strength of these warriors was.

"This time, there are 80 people coming to your Capital Martial Artist Academy."

Zhang Tianzhi, the dean of the Magic Capital Warrior Academy, looked at Zhao Han, the dean of the Beijing Warrior Academy next to him, and snorted.

"On your side, aren't there eighty people here too?"

Zhao said coldly.

The Capital Martial Artist Academy and the Demon City Martial Artist Academy are deadly rivals. Every time the deans of the two academies meet, they always have to say a few words.

"However, there are too many people, what's the use, and the final victory is not due to the number of people."

Zhang Tianzhi said lightly at this time.

"You think you can win in the magic capital, just a joke."

Zhao Leng smiled.

"I think, this time, our Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy should be able to take the first place."

Just at He Shi, Tan Yong, who had been stroking his beard silently, suddenly said.

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

"Lao Tan, it's not me who hit me."

"Your college, if you can enter the top 24 this year, you should burn a lot of incense."

Zhang Tianzhi also said aloud at this time.

"Lao Tan, some things have to be learned to accept."

Zhao Han also said aloud at this time.

Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy has been in decline for two or three years. Now you want to take the first place?

Twenty-four is enough!

"Humph!"

"We'll find out later."

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

The battle soon started.

Lin Luo looked at those who were fighting on the twelve battle platforms, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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

I haven't seen anyone from the Capital City or the Magic City Martial Artist Academy yet.

The warriors of Pengcheng Warrior Academy did not play in the first round either.

"Wang Chao, come on."

At this time, the instructor at Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy said to Wang Chao.

Wang Chao seems to have become a little depressed since he was defeated by Lin Luo last time.

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

Wang Chao also said seriously at this time.

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

should come.

After that failure, he went back to receive hell training, he absolutely, can't lose again!

"I heard that you lost to the martial artist of Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy?"

At this time, at the Beijing Martial Artist Academy, a man spoke indifferently to Wei Guang.

The man looked arrogant in his eyes.

"Now, can't you even defeat a warrior of this level?"

"You'll know when you meet him."

Wei Guang didn't explain anything, and said lightly at this time.

"I want to see how strong he is."

This man was also a little curious about Lin Luo.

The warriors at the Demon City Warrior Academy also looked at the warriors at the Capital Warrior Academy.

For them, the main goal is to deal with the people of the Beijing Martial Artist Academy.

"what!"

At this moment, a scream came from the battlefield.

With a sound of martial artist, the arm of another martial artist was cut off!

The scene looks a little bloody, but for the warriors who often travel to and from another world, it seems like a commonplace meal.

No one showed surprise in their eyes.

"what!"

But Yu Xiaoyue and others who were watching the live broadcast on the other side exclaimed.

They just saw this battle!

"His arm... was cut off!?"

A girl next to Yu Xiaoyue covered her mouth at this time.

Although they have also entered another world to experience, they are relatively safe.

Haven't seen such a scene.

Although Yu Xiaoyue exclaimed, she was not as surprised as they were.

"Warrior, is to have this kind of injured consciousness."

Yu Xiaoyue said with a serious face.

But he was a little worried about Lin Luo.

When Lin Luo comes into battle, will it be like this now?

This live broadcast, Huaxia Channel did not stop, and the Weibo was instantly fried.

After all, these bloody scenes are really not suitable for people to see.

However, it is strange that the Huaxia Channel continued to broadcast and did not stop the live broadcast!

"Being a martial artist is not about going to another world to make money. This should also be known to these people."

Tan Yong looked at this scene and said coldly.

Too many media now think that warriors have privileges and that they can make a lot of money by entering another world.

Now the world is not optimistic, some things, there is no need to hide.

"Battle No. 12, No. 45 Chengsong against Linluo!"

At this moment, Lin Luo also heard the sound of the radio reading his own number.

Is it your turn?

Lin Luo was holding the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand, and at this moment, he also jumped directly onto the battlefield.

Everyone looked at Lin Luo's figure, and at this time their eyes all looked at Lin Luo.

[Surprise from Tai Lixiao, points +5]

[Surprise from Mo Min, points +5]

【From... 】

...

At this time, everyone looked at the Fang Tianhua halberd in Lin Luo's hand, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Because Lin Luo's Fang Tian Hua Ji is a bit exaggerated.

It's like a weapon that only exists in the game.

Can such an exaggerated weapon be used?

"Oh? This is from your Martial Artist Academy, Lin Luo, right?"

Zhang Tianzhi, the dean of the Demon City Martial Artist Academy, looked at the battle platform No. 12 at this time and said aloud.

Because he had heard that Lin Luo used a halberd.

Martial artists with halberds can hardly be found.

As soon as I said it, everyone's first reaction was Lin Luo, who has been in the limelight during this time.

"Zhao Han, the talented freshman in your academy, Wei Guang seems to have been defeated by him, right?"

Zhang Tianzhi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes turned to Zhao Han at this time.

Hearing Zhang Tianzhi's words, Zhao Han's face became gloomy.

"Do you think that you will be able to win the Demon Capital Martial Artist Academy?"

"certainly."

Zhang Tianzhi said very confidently.

Because he can feel it now, Lin Luo is only fifth-order.

Fifth-order and sixth-order, but there is a world of difference!

"But what he is dealing with now is not easy to deal with. Cheng Song, a senior from Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy."

Zhang Tianzhi took out the tablet and entered the number and looked at it, and found the information of Lin Luo's opponent.

"Are you Lin Luo?"

At this moment, Cheng Song stood on the battlefield, staring at Lin Luo and speaking.