Let's temporarily go back to the day before the promotion match.

Witchers from all over Winterfell are getting ready to go.

At the subway station, a short-haired girl in green clothes walked out of the station carrying a large backpack. Her beautiful eyes looked at the city of buildings for a while, and then she walked through the crowd.

Ye Lin stopped a taxi and asked the driver to drive to the sports center.

"You said you want to go to the sports center? Tomorrow, that's where the Disaster Association will hold a promotion tournament."

After she got in the car, the veteran driver said curiously: "Do you mean, little girl, you are also a contestant?"

"Yes... I'm from out of town. I need to arrive at the competition area one day in advance to arrange accommodation and prepare for tomorrow's game."

"I didn't expect it to be true. It's amazing. At such a young age, you really didn't realize it."

"Thanks……"

Driving the car, the driver saw that the girl was pure and beautiful, and couldn't help chatting with her: "Uncle, I saw the competition three years ago, and I saw it was wonderful, but I can also see that the promotion competition is not good for the contestants.

It seems very cruel to say so.

After every game, there will be losers who are seriously injured and hospitalized, and they are almost unable to recover."

"……I know."

In the back seat, Ye Lin twisted her fingers together and bit her lower lip: "But I will win. This time, I am here for the championship."

champion?

Judging from this girl's age, I'm afraid she has been a witcher for less than two years.

Looking at her cute little body, the old driver felt that she was just asking for trouble when the time came for her to enter the competition.

To put it bluntly, it sounds ugly. She is so weak that she may be punched by her opponent or killed by mistake.

But this is just an inner slander. After all, the competition stipulates that the two sides will fight and it cannot cause life-threatening danger. However, accidents have not happened in previous competitions.

The veteran driver could see the obsession in the girl's eyes in the rearview mirror.

This young man...

It was hard for him to say anything that would undermine other people's confidence, so he said in a tone like an elder: "Little girl, then uncle, I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Thanks……"

Ye Lin looked at the retreating road outside the car window and murmured thoughtfully: "Only by winning the championship and facing that person, will I be qualified enough..."

Ye Lin, player No. 30 in the promotion competition.

…

Donglin City Affiliated Hospital, in the medical room, in a ward.

A woman in hospital clothes was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a white quilt and wearing a sling bottle. Her face was pale and her sleeping face was peaceful, like a sleeping beauty.

Outside the ward, a handsome man wearing an orange coat frowned and asked the attending doctor: "Doctor, how is my sister's condition?"

"Your sister has been cursed by a vampire. Logically, she needs to be injected with a large amount of serum to be able to recover, but..."

The male doctor in a white coat sighed and said, "She came too late."

"You mean...there is nothing we can do?"

"Hey, I'm telling you the truth. The curse has penetrated deeply into the internal organs, and the disease is so severe that it is difficult to cure. The success rate of rescuing him is very small, very slim."

The man felt a pain in his heart: "...will my sister become a vampire?"

"No, on the contrary, the situation is even worse. She has heart disease, which may endanger her life."

Seeing the man's even more ugly expression, the doctor comforted him and said, "We will try our best to help, but the medical fee is only 200,000 yuan. I hope you are mentally prepared."

"200,000." The man frowned slightly.

"Xiao Ming..."

Sister's call sounded, and the man immediately walked into the ward, sat on the bed, and looked at Wang Xinyao, "Sister, you're awake."

"Aren't you going to participate in the promotion match tomorrow?"

Wang Xinyao weakly stretched out her hand and put it on the back of the man's hand: "Don't worry about me... just go to the game with peace of mind..."

"But..." The man wanted to stay and take care of her. In her current state, she needed someone to accompany her.

"You've been waiting for this for three years..."

Wang Xinyao said seriously: "Sister, I don't want to drag you down. That game is your dream..."

The man was silent, and after a long time, he forced a smile: "I know, wait for me, I will definitely bring the champion back to show you..."

Man, player No. 50.

…

Sports center.

Preparation area.

Every demon hunter is waiting in the hall with enthusiasm.

After the vice president stepped down, the elimination round officially began.

All the contestants present were holding their breath and focusing on the big screen.

The giant screen rolled and the battle list for Arena No. 1 slid out.

[The first knockout round begins]

[Arena No. 1, Contestant No. 22 (Cheng Feng) vs. Contestant No. 14 (Li Jie)]

As No. 22, Cheng Feng was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would be on the field so soon.

[Arena No. 2, Contestant No. 40 (...) vs. Contestant No. 57 (...)]

[Arena No. 3, Contestant No. 71 (...) vs. Contestant No. 84 (...)]

[Arena No. 4, Contestant No. 30 (Ye Lin) vs. Contestant No. 49 (...)]

[Arena No. 5, Contestant No. 33 (Jiang He) vs. Contestant No. 31 (...)]

There are five arenas, and five groups of demon hunters compete in their own competitions at the same time. Only after the contestants defeat five opponents can they advance to the official competition in the square tomorrow.

Only by advancing to the official competition can the next eight... the semi-finals... the champions.

"I'm on it."

Cheng Feng took a deep breath to calm down his somewhat excited emotions. Yes, instead of feeling nervous, he felt excited.

At this moment, Cheng Feng even doubted whether he had a warlike gene in his body, just like the Saiyans, eager to face powerful opponents.

He stood up and walked to Arena No. 1.

Behind him, Liu Shiyu raised his fist in front of his chest to encourage: "Come on!"

Facing countless eyes from the audience, Cheng Feng stepped onto the ring. Soon his opponent also came up, and the referee stood between them.

Among the waiting contestants in the audience, Luo Ke, an acquaintance, was among them. He and Gu Yan also came to participate in the promotion competition.

Because there were too many contestants in the preparation area hall, they did not meet Cheng Feng.

But when Cheng Feng entered the ring, Luo Ke recognized him immediately: "That's Brother Cheng. I didn't expect him to be here too."

"It's him."

Gu Yan, who was sitting next to him, blinked: "It seems like you might meet on the field."

"Cheng Feng..."

Jiang He also came to compete. He stared at the figure on the ring and whispered to himself: "It's great. I finally have the opportunity to compete with you head-on... As long as I beat you, Shiyu will look at me with admiration.

Bar."

The battle has already started in arenas two, three, four and five, but arena one seems out of place.

On Arena No. 1, Cheng Feng and his opponent stood looking at each other, their eyes meeting.

The opponent summoned the spirit sword, announced his name, raised his hands and said, "Li Jie, I am currently a trainee member. Please give me your advice."

The lightning flashed in Cheng Feng's hand, and the spiritual sword Lei Qie appeared in his hand. He politely responded: "Cheng Feng, I am also an intern of the association. Please give me your advice."

"Haha, I'm sorry to tell you bad news. I will defeat you soon, and I will take away the fruits of victory."

Li Jie grinned confidently, "You'd better be mentally prepared."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it."

Cheng Feng didn't understand the opponent's self-confidence, so he set up his spiritual sword. The members of the Disaster Association all had their own awakened superpowers, and they didn't know what this opponent was like.

No matter how strong the opponent is, if he cannot even release his spiritual power, he cannot be his opponent.

"Are both parties ready?"

The referee looked at the two people left and right, and seeing that neither of them had any objections, he backed away and said: "Okay, let the battle... begin!"

"ha!"

Li Jie suddenly shouted loudly, powerful energy burst out from his whole body, and strong winds blew up around him, making most people dare not underestimate him.

He rushed toward Cheng Feng and slashed out his spiritual sword from top to bottom.

Facing Li Jie's brave and fearless attack, Cheng Feng decided to face it head-on.

"clang!"

Cheng Feng raised his sword to block it, and a powerful force was suppressed along the blade, causing the blood vessels in his body to almost burst. This blow almost caused internal injuries.

The masonry beneath his feet collapsed and cracked, showing the strength of Li Jie's sword.

"I am a violent demon hunter, because my super power... is pure power! A power stronger than any demon hunter! Power enough to break mountains and crack rocks!"

Li Jie saw Cheng Feng's expression and thought he was scared.

In fact, Cheng Feng's expression did become depressed, but he was not frightened. He was obviously saying: After doing this for a long time, that's it?
Chapter completed!