Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

Chapter 489: Chapter 192: Sofa Throne, Ringside Love Letter_2

After all, this is the second round of eliminations, and the opponent has already won one match.

But West Martial still has two remaining substitutes, and they are at the peak of the third grade. Even if they face A Martial, they wouldn’t lose.

In North Wu, Liao Ping gave up the competition early on.

He can only rely on enduring damage to exhaust his opponent, making the fight both boring and a waste of time. Moreover, the seal cannot be undone, making it utterly meaningless.

North Wu fielded Liao Ping just to prove that we have someone here, and that’s enough.

Nanwu.

Tian Hongwei is still fighting.

He is also about to step down, but his gaze has always been fixed on Dongwu Wang Lu Feng.

He seeks revenge.

He wants to personally tear down the ”Drawer” nickname.

Tian Hongwei’s only hope is for Nanwu to draw Dongwu, so he can honorably defeat Wang Lu Feng.

As for Dongwu.

The atmosphere is particularly relaxed.

Wang Lu Feng is also the only freshman still fighting in the arena, but of course, he is about to be defeated.

At the Warring States Military Academy, Gong Ling made quite an entrance early on.

Afterward, she stepped down.

No choice, Gong Ling is only second grade, her endurance is poor.

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In the stands, Su Yue and Bai Xiaolong were casually chatting.

”Advisor Bai, is West Martial really out of the race this time?”

Mu Cheng could already see Su Yue in the stands, although she didn’t know why Su Yue managed to blend into the VIP seats, but he was here.

Su Yue waved to Mu Cheng from afar, which can count as a greeting.

Su Yue was somewhat worried about Mu Cheng.

This girl’s character is stubborn, proud, and doesn’t accept defeat.

”Not a chance!

”Dongwu is the king of this tournament, North Wu is also not to be underestimated, and our West Martial might just be contending with Nanwu for third place.

”Of course, it depends on the final draw for the top eight.”

Bai Xiaolong said.

The top eight draw is the most primitive lottery, theoretically uncheatable.

Once it reaches the top eight matches, it will be the single spotlighted arena, with no need to arrange purposes anymore.

”Will Meng Yang really step down?”

Su Yue sighed.

Meng Yang, at the peak of fourth grade, is virtually a bug at Wuda, impossible for anyone to defeat.

”I can tell you definitively, if Meng Yang officially announces his withdrawal, Dongwu is surely first this time.

”The president of Dongwu’s student council is Feng Jiajia, she’s known as God.

”Do you know what God means? It means looking down on all beings.”

Bai Xiaolong said.

”Looking down on all beings, that’s so arrogant; she seems to be around the same initial grade as Mu Cheng.”

Su Yue gazed into the distance, contemplating this Dongwu God.

Aside from slightly larger eyes, her braided hair is a feature, but can she be that formidable?

”Last year’s inter-school competition, Feng Jiajia was only third-grade, and she was already a core team member of Dongwu back then.

”As for me, the legendary man you most ought to admire, who defeated Meng Yang, yet almost fell under Feng Jiajia, do you say she’s God?”

Bai Xiaolong shuddered in fear.

”Damn, could this God use the legendary charm technique? But she’s not more attractive than Mu Cheng.”

Su Yue was surprised.

Last year at this time, Bai Xiaolong was already a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist, and he almost got defeated by Feng Jiajia?

This woman is impressive.

”Charming my ass, Feng Jiajia hails from Miaojiang, her family has passed down a Gu insect technique, which happens to be a legendary battle technique.

”The Feng family’s bloodline undergoes special refining from a young age, and when practicing martial arts, naturally develops a Gu insect technique, hence a legendary battle technique.

”Imagine facing a Martial Artist wielding a legendary battle technique while you are only fourth-grade; isn’t she God?

”Facing an overwhelming swarm of insects, it’s terrifying enough that no one can win.

”Forget it, you’ll see during the top eight matches.

”Last year, Feng Jiajia’s Gu insect technique wasn’t yet fully mastered; after a year of practice, this year it’s sure to be even more terrifying. Even in the damp zones, the Miaojiang Feng family remains a mighty force in the Zhao Qi Corps.”

Bai Xiaolong explained.

Raising Gu?

Gu insect technique?

And it’s a legendary battle technique, sounds really powerful.

During the top eight matches, Su Yue decided to closely observe.

He himself knows the Mother Insect Technique, maybe he can exchange insights.

Yet this Feng Jiajia seems not easy to handle, unclear if she is amicable.

The Mother Insect Technique is merely an excellent technique.

Whereas Gu insect technique is a legendary battle technique; it won’t suppress me, right?

Su Yue pondered absent-mindedly.

”Advisor Bai, what method did you use to defeat Feng Jiajia last year?”

Su Yue asked again in curiosity.

”It was through cunning!”

”This touches my unparalleled intelligence domain.

”You’ve seen the fierce fights in West Battle Dao, confronting swarms of poisonous bees, normal techniques seem pale; even the finest swordsmanship is wearisome; much less insects appearing by the thousands.

”If it were me today, I would bypass countless insects and directly defeat her body. But last year, I was still fourth-grade, and her body technique was fast; under insect interference, I couldn’t hit her at all.

”Thus, initially, I simply was not a match for God, even got bitten by insects, my face swelled to resemble a pig head.”

Bai Xiaolong sighed, recalling unpleasant memories.

”And then?”

Su Yue asked tensely.

Bai Xiaolong’s words held truth.

In various Wuda, commonly Martial Artists’ battle techniques focus on blades and spears; excellent techniques are rare, let alone legendary battle techniques.

Blade and spear techniques are always the easiest to train, and most effective otherwise wouldn’t dominate the mainstream.

Yet against insects, sword techniques appear feeble.