"Artistic Conception Level, your skills are good, you have got a good seedling." Planetary Level, the leader of the Nanlin Martial Arts Hall, was about to stand together with Planetary Level, the leader of the Heyang Martial Arts Hall.
Planetary Level Liang Fei of the Heyang Martial Arts Hall said, "It's a good seedling, but, Old Qi, what you don't know is that he is now one of the Gao Family's seeds, and there is no way he can stay with us Martial Arts Hall."
"Gao Family's seed? That means he should go to Xingyan Dojo through the Gao Family's channel next." Old Qi said.
Liang Fei nodded and said, "I have already received notice when he first came here. When he reaches adulthood, he will go to Xingyan Dojo's subordinate training school to receive further training. At that time, he should soon step into Planetary Level and participate in Dojo Genius Battle."
Old Qi also said helplessly, "Although our Yanhuang Dojo is ranked slightly higher than Xingyan Dojo, as a subordinate of Lingzhu Dojo, the resources in Dojo are indeed much greater than ours. What's more, Gao Family is actually Xingyan Part of Dojo."
Liang Fei said, "If it weren't for those Dojo who couldn't drive to Blue Star, and the entire Blue Star only allowed us Martial Arts Hall to exist, I'm afraid these people wouldn't even come to our place."
Old Qi nodded and continued to look at the competition on the field. Now the last age group competition is about to begin.
"Haha, I didn't expect to lose two games against you. It seems I have to teach them a lesson when I go back." Old Qi held Liang Fei's hand, thanked him, and left with the team.
Liang Fei looked at the dejected team members behind him, shook his head, and said, "Okay, since you have lost, then show your courage and wait until we go to their Martial Arts Hall to win back. What is there to lose? There are always mountains and mountains. Even if these teams win this time, do they dare to say that they can win them all?"
"Be well prepared. In five days, Sky Blade Martial Arts Hall, who will be drawn No. 2, will arrive. Although they are restricted by the rules and cannot use weapons, they are also good at using their hands instead of knives."
After Liang Fei finished speaking, he left Martial Arts Hall, leaving behind the group of students who had just been criticized.
He Meng did not comfort these people, but led the team to leave. After all, there were more things waiting for him.
After returning to the Martial Arts Hall, He Meng asked Jiang Zhicheng: "How long will it take for you to be able to use your body skills stably?"
Jiang Zhicheng thought for a while and said, "Maybe immediately, maybe I don't know how long. After all, Artistic Conception Level's movement skills are still a bit difficult to understand."
He Meng said, "The four of us will take turns practicing with you during this period, and try our best to let you complete it while you still have inspiration in the near future."
In the next three days, Jiang Zhicheng finally mastered the basic skills of Artistic Conception Level through battles with four people, especially the melee with four people except He Meng. Although it was not 100% effective, it was more than 95%. The remaining few percentage points required Jiang Zhicheng to master and understand it on his own.
In the subsequent five games of Tour Tournament, He Meng still did not appear.
Since the teams of the fourth age group of the Nanlin Martial Arts Hall can beat these teams of the Martial Arts Hall, it also shows that the strength of these teams is much lower than our own.
After seeing their team, He Meng discovered that among the five Martial Arts Halls, only one of them had a Apprentice Level 7 in this age group, the others were all Apprentice Level 6s, and these sixth-level ones were also no match for Nanlin's deputy generals.
In the end, even Jiang Zhicheng, the temporary leader, failed to get a few opportunities to play, and was almost directly eliminated by Kang Yiwei.
Once the five Tour Tournament games were over, it was time for them to the Heyang Martial Arts Hall set off.
After five days of training, after receiving the news that Jieyang Martial Arts Hall ranked 6 had passed Changming Martial Arts Hall ranked 9, Liang Fei, who was the leader of the Heyang Martial Arts Hall, organized the team and headed towards the Hening Martial Arts Hall ranked 8.
"Hey, do you have the game videos of the Hening Martial Arts Hall's previous games?" While in the car, a contestant asked the people around him.
In the first few games, everyone only recorded the games by official referees, and the recorded videos were only saved. However, later, in several games, spectators took videos and spread them to the Internet, triggering a violent response. After that, the officials began to gradually make them public. Each Martial Arts Hall game video is recorded, and the Tour Tournament of all teams are uploaded to the Internet according to the region-Martial Arts Hall classification, and the videos are placed under the name of the challenging team, not the defending team.
"Didn't you download it? I've seen it several times, and I will definitely beat them up when the time comes."
"I don't want to either. As you know, my download speed is very slow, and I don't have the patience to wait for it to download."
"Okay, okay, let me show you."
This scene happened many times in the car. Everyone was preparing for the next game and did not dare to relax at all.
But among them, there are five weird ones mixed in, namely the He Meng group.
Under the leadership of Jiang Zhicheng, the table in front of the five of them was filled with snacks, half of which was brought by Jiang Zhicheng.
"Come, come, come, eat. This car ride is the most boring. There are obviously fighter planes, and you can get to the next Martial Arts Hall in no time. I have to come here all the time." Jiang Zhicheng complained.
He Meng, after so many years of getting along with Jiang Zhicheng, knew Jiang Zhicheng's character. He just smiled and said, "If you don't want to sit, Great Nirvana's people didn't get a seat before. What's more, these routes have been carefully selected, and the scenery is very beautiful."
In order to ensure the smooth progress of Tour Tournament and increase recovery time for those injured apprentices, a method was finally introduced, that is, all Martial Arts Hall participating in Tour Tournament need to take a bus, and the scenery along the way can also allow these apprentices to adjust their mood so that they can perform better in the future.
"The scenery is beautiful, but it's a pity that I lack a pair of eyes to discover beauty." Jiang Zhicheng joked to himself.
Zhuang Xin said with a smile, "Donate your eyes as soon as you don't need them anymore. Anyway, you have Artistic Conception Level's body skills now, so losing your eyes won't hinder your life."
Jiang Zhicheng quickly protected his eyes, looked at Zhuang Xin with an extremely frightened expression, and said, "I remember that your family is studying medicine. You won't gouge out my eyes while I'm sleeping."
Fu Jingpeng said solemnly, "You don't have to wait for Zhuang Xin to dig. Don't forget, we sleep in the same dormitory at the Martial Arts Hall. I will help you dig when the time comes, making sure you don't feel any pain."
"Damn, are you sure you can do such a delicate job once you kill pigs?" Jiang Zhicheng quickly moved away from Fu Jingpeng who was sitting next to him and leaned towards He Meng.
"Okay, there are still some difficulties with He Ning, you'd better be prepared." He Meng reminded.