Yu Qitian Enters the Arena

Tenth Battalion Grand Competition.

Under the leadership of the Third and Fourth Battalions.

Several battalions began to encircle and suppress the warriors of the Second Battalion.

The warriors of the Second Battalion did not back down either, resisting the encirclement and suppression of several battalions with their own strength.

Although the Second Battalion was still at a slight disadvantage, the situation was much better than the generals had initially envisioned.

On the generals' seats.

Beside Guan Shan, the Head Instructors of other battalions looked at Guan Shan with forced smiles, "Old Guan, you really hid a good hand from us."

"It's true that three days without seeing each other warrants a new look. The Second Battalion's performance has far exceeded my expectations."

"It seems I can congratulate you in advance on securing your position in the Second Battalion."

Hearing these words, which were practically designed to stir up trouble, the Head Instructor of the Third Battalion, Li Kai, and the Head Instructor of the Fourth Battalion, Du Heng, couldn't help but show anger on their faces.

If the Second Battalion performed poorly, they would be the most likely to take over its position.

Therefore, this operation was also initiated by the two of them together to deal with the Second Battalion.

If the Second Battalion secured its position, their plans would be like drawing water with a bamboo basket – all in vain!

"We can't keep holding back our strength anymore."

Du Heng and Li Kai both gave orders, telling their respective battalions' warriors to go up and challenge the Second Battalion's fighters.

Even some warriors they had originally intended to save for the final competition for the top ten spots were sent onto the martial arts stage.

They were determined to win the Second Battalion's seat!

As for the First Battalion, the gap in strength was too large, so they shouldn't covet the top spot.

The battles on the martial arts stage instantly entered a white-hot stage.

Except for the warriors of the First Battalion, who still maintained an absolute lead.

The warriors of all other battalions were fighting with real fire. Many were severely injured and knocked off the martial arts field, and it would likely take half a month to recover.

However, severe injuries like Fang Wen's were still rare.

Deng Kai, who replaced Gu Lin, walked off the martial arts stage after defeating two warriors of the same realm.

"What a shame, you only defeated two people."

Gu Lin smiled and patted his shoulder, "It's okay, anyway, anyone who takes a break in the middle can still re-enter the competition."

Even so, everyone understood that defeating consecutive opponents of the same realm without taking a break would definitely earn more attention from the generals.

Guan Shan was not surprised by the battle situation this time.

To maintain their second-place position, he had organized various competitions since the day these new recruits joined the camp, even giving out Blood Tempering Pills as rewards.

The military does not produce anything, and obtaining funding depends on the faces of those in the imperial court.

These Blood Tempering Pills all came out of Guan Shan's own pocket!

Although the Blood Tempering Pills were not valuable to him, a large quantity could lead to a qualitative change, and a sufficient number of them still represented a considerable sum.

If he couldn't keep the title of the Second Battalion, he would lose both his soldiers and his money.

After the Third and Fourth Battalions exerted their full force, the other battalions they had previously won over consciously withdrew from the struggle between the three major battalions.

The warriors of the Second Battalion, facing the numerical advantage of the other two major battalions and employing the strategy of "Tian Ji's horse racing," gradually began to show fatigue.

With enough people, they could choose opponents they could handle.

This would greatly increase their chances of winning.

Although the Second Battalion would counterattack as quickly as possible, they were outnumbered and found it difficult to fill the gaps.

"Gu Chen, wait a moment, I'm itching for a fight, I'll go up first."

Seeing a warrior from the Second Battalion falling into a disadvantage, Yu Qitian said this and quickly walked towards the martial arts stage.

A heavy impact sound, mixed with a muffled groan, came from the martial arts stage.

A figure was sent flying out, almost hitting the stone pillar by the edge of the stage.

Fortunately, security personnel intervened in time and saved the person.

If they had been hit squarely, let alone lying in bed, not breaking their spine would have been good news!

Since Fang Wen's serious injury, Guan Zhen had ordered all referees and security personnel to pay close attention to the movements on the martial arts stage at all times.

They even equipped each martial arts stage with an additional assistant referee, fearing that such a tragedy would occur again.

This also helped to curb the situation of warriors being seriously injured.

On the other side, Yu Qitian jumped onto the martial arts stage, crossed his arms, and said calmly to the person, "You can choose to go down and rest now, I'll challenge someone else."

The man had originally intended to rest, but seeing Yu Qitian's arrogance, he was instantly enraged.

"Arrogant! Do you really think you've already won against me, kid?"

Anyone chosen by Yu Qitian as an opponent was undoubtedly an elite in their respective camps.

How proud were such individuals?

Faced with Yu Qitian's dismissive tone, he absolutely could not stand it!

After the referee's whistle blew, the man, wielding a solid wooden staff, stomped fiercely towards Yu Qitian. The staff in his hand also swept towards Yu Qitian's chest.

Facing this powerful blow, Yu Qitian merely shook his head calmly.

"I told you to rest, but you wouldn't listen."

Humans aren't machines. When their bodies are damaged, both Strength and Speed will decrease.

Anyone who could contend with Yu Qitian would have to be at least a top-three warrior in other camps.

Although this man was skilled, Yu Qitian estimated he could barely rank in the top ten.

Yu Qitian's figure retreated explosively, causing the man to miss with his staff.

Immediately after, while the man was off-balance, Yu Qitian flicked his scabbard outwards.

Under the man's bewildered gaze, the scabbard struck his forehead with a bang.

This warrior immediately felt dizzy and fainted on the martial arts stage.

The onlookers watching this stage fell into dead silence.

"Damn, isn't this guy too weak?"

"He lost to someone who fought a proper match, but this guy got knocked out by a scabbard."

Although the man had defeated other sixth-tier Martial Disciples, proving his strength.

Still, such a humiliating defeat made people cover their faces.

Medical personnel standing by quickly rushed forward, carrying the man away. The battle continued.

Around the martial arts stage, the warriors from various camps who were eager to try their luck had their eyes fixed on Yu Qitian. For a moment, no one dared to step forward to challenge him.

They didn't know much about people from other camps, so they could only judge based on the strength displayed in combat.

And the strength Yu Qitian had shown made him a strong contender for a top-ten spot!

The other warriors vying for a top-ten spot, while confident in their own abilities, didn't want to take the gamble!

If they won the gamble, it would be fine. But if they lost, it would mean no chance of making the top ten.

It could even drag down their camp's ranking, which would be a complete loss.

This resulted in Yu Qitian's martial arts stage remaining empty, with no one challenging him!