The sports square was full of noise.

On the giant screen, the list of contestants for the first round of the official competition is displayed. Below are the thirty-two contestants arranged, with a total of sixteen groups of members.

No. 01 (Cheng Feng) vs. No. 03 (Jiang He).

No. 08 (Gu Yan) vs. No. 20 (Wang Yuming).

No. 05 (Loke) vs. No. 14 (Jike).

No. 10 (Ye Lin) vs. No. 24 (…)

No. 07(…) vs. No. 32(…)

No. 15(…) vs. No. 29(…)…

…

At the VIP table.

The president of the Disaster Association, who was dressed in robes, cast his eyes on Cheng Feng in the contestants area. His eyes moved slightly, and some confusion appeared on his kind face: "That child is Cheng Feng..."

The mayor on one side said in surprise: "President, is there anything special about that player?"

"Of course it's special."

A smile appeared on the president's face: "I have been waiting for him for a long time."

Su Ting, who was sitting aside, said: "After this game, will the president plan to meet with him?"

"There's no rush."

The president's eyes were deep: "How is Cheng Feng's current strength progressing?"

Su Ting pondered for a moment: "I saw it with my own eyes yesterday at the knockout round. Although he is just a novice, his potential is indeed very good and is worth cultivating."

"Really? Let me see his performance on the field." The president stroked his beard.

In addition, Chu Xinghe, the chief ace, was specially invited to this promotion match.

The news that Chu Xinghe was invited to the Sports Plaza to visit the promotion tournament spread two days ago.

In the past few days, the monsters in Winterland City have stayed true to their duties and disappeared without a trace, for fear of bumping into the chief ace of the Disaster Association.

Even if they just hear the name of this chief ace, most monsters will be frightened and hide in the dark, no one dares to come out to look for food.

Wherever Chu Xinghe is, the monsters in that city will be purged...

Sitting on the left side of the president, Chu Xinghe's gaze was different from the former's 'focus', and instead fell on an inconspicuous girl in green in the area where the players were waiting.

"Ye Lin, why is she here too? What a nonsense."

…

"The official match begins! The first match, number 01, Cheng Feng versus number 03...Jiang He!"

Standing in the center of the ring, the host shouted enthusiastically.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Oooh!"

"ohohohohoh..."

As Cheng Feng and Jiang He came on stage, the audience burst into even more enthusiastic and passionate cheers.

Standing on the stone arena, Cheng Feng raised his eyes and saw densely packed heads, and the audience's shouts were loud and clear.

He saw Liu Shiyu and Cheng Yi in the front row of audience areas, "Why did she bring my sister with her?"

Cheng Yi noticed his brother on the ring, waved his hands vigorously, and shouted for cheers.

His heart warmed slightly, and Cheng Feng smiled back.

…

Offstage, in the waiting area.

Gu Yan, who was dressed in a gothic lolita outfit, was putting her hand on her chin and looking at Cheng Feng and Jiang He on the ring.

She asked curiously: "Luo Ke, who do you think will win this game?"

"If you want me to see it..."

Luo Ke analyzed seriously: "Jiang He has been a member of the association for five years, has a good record, and is about the same strength as me, especially the tricky superpowers, which are not what the Cheng Feng brothers can handle at the moment.

To be honest, his winning rate...is very low."

After all, Cheng Feng joined the association less than a month ago and was just a newbie. To be honest, it was hard for Luo Ke to believe that he could beat the experienced Jiang He in this match.

Moreover, in the last monster auction, Cheng Feng did not show any amazing performance except against the magician.

Cheng Feng's strength rating is [9.0], and Jiang He's is [9.1]. It seems that there is not much difference between the two, but in a real fight, who is stronger and who is weaker will show the true conclusion.

After listening to Luo Ke's story, Gu Yan rolled her eyes: "According to you, Jiang He has a greater advantage?"

Luo Ke pondered for a while and objected: "Although this is true, it is not surprising that any accidents happen during the battle between the two sides. Cheng Feng may not necessarily lose."

"Really?" Gu Yan's eyes flickered, "I'm already looking forward to what you said."

Luo Ke looked at her sideways: "If you don't prepare, it will be your turn in the next game."

Gu Yan snorted confidently: "What are you afraid of? Will I still lose?"

All the contestants were paying attention to the arena, but by the wall that no one cared about, the girl in Tsing Yi squatted there without any sense of presence, intertwining her fingers and looking at the VIP seats.

Ye Lin, number 10.

…

On the ring, Cheng Feng and Jiang He stood looking at each other.

The host held the microphone, briefly introduced the two contestants to the audience, and then officially announced: "The game begins!"

Finally, he quickly ran down the ring to avoid being affected by the fighting between the two sides.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The crisp bell rang, heralding the start of the game and the sound echoed throughout the venue.

More than 30,000 spectators cheered enthusiastically.

Jiang He said slightly excitedly: "I can finally decide the winner with you. I have been waiting for today since the day we met in the sword hall."

Cheng Feng summoned the spiritual sword [Raikiri] and said, "Before we start the war, let me put my words up front."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang He summoned the spiritual sword [Wan Ya].

Cheng Feng set up his spiritual sword: "If you lose this game, you are not allowed to interfere in my affairs again."

"Nice tone."

Jiang He sneered: "If I lose, I will naturally not ask for trouble again, but with your strength?"

Then, the conversation changed: "If you lose, follow my bet last night and stay away from her in the future."

"If you can do it."

Cheng Feng suddenly burst out with powerful energy, violent winds rolled around his body, his knees slightly bent, and he charged forward with a knife.

"clang!"

The blades collided with each other heavily, and the aftermath of the impact spread from the center of the two men, blowing away all the dust on the ring.

The spiritual sword in Cheng Feng's hand slashed out at high frequency one after another, like a continuous breath of storm, shrouding Jiang He in it.

Facing the dazzling white light sword shadow, Jiang He's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly swung his sword to attack.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

As sparks overflowed, bursts of violent sound waves and impacts, like the sound of fierce war drums, continued to resound in the arena.

In terms of the cutting speed of swordsmanship, Jiang He is slightly inferior.

If nothing unexpected happens, Cheng Feng will be able to defeat the opponent in just ten seconds.

Suddenly, Cheng Feng felt his whole body sink, and his arms became extremely heavy, causing the speed of swinging the knife to more than double.

my body?

What's going on?

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he clashed with Jiang He with his last knife, and used his strength to pull back.

Jiang He took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, pouring the spiritual power in his body into [Ten Thousand Pressures], slashing with his sword, and a crescent-shaped vacuum slash wave flew out.

"call!"

The harsh vacuum chop wave cut through the air and shot away.

Cheng Feng was slightly startled and moved to one side, but his extremely heavy body moved too slowly, as if there was a mountain weighing on him, making it extremely difficult to move.

"Whoa!"

A touch of bright red blooms.

At the last moment when he was about to hit, Cheng Feng stepped hard on the bricks under his feet and tried his best to dodge, but could not completely avoid the slashing wave.

The flesh and blood on his left shoulder was cut into a piece, and blood gushed out.

Holding his red left shoulder, Cheng Feng frowned and said, "So your superpower is gravity."

His body that suddenly became extremely heavy made him quickly come to this conclusion.

"That's right."

Jiang He set up his spiritual sword and prepared to launch a second wave of offensive, "I have already studied your superpowers.

Super strength, rapid recovery, and weapons made from blood... none of these abilities can cope with my gravity."

With victory in hand, he sneered: "Now, you can't move, because the entire arena has become my gravity field.
Chapter completed!