Chapter Eleven: Emperor Xuan Luo

  The fastest winner of the elimination match was Di Xuánluó, a well-known genius among this year's graduates who could defeat a 4th-level apprentice warrior as a 3rd-level apprentice warrior.

  Some groups have only played one elimination match, and it would be good if all the group eliminations could be completed today.

  "Yang Tong, you can move around freely now, but temporarily cannot go home. Wait until the competition is almost over and then we will notify you of the overall tournament list." The chief referee in charge of this group said to Yang Tong, "However, I suggest that you take a walk around and take a look at your opponents, learn from them, I think highly of your potential."

  "Thank you, teacher." Yang Tong thanked.

  The people here dispersed quickly, and Feng Xiaobo and Yang Tong, who were the most familiar with him, came over and said: "We can't go home, let's go together to understand your opponents."

  "Alright." Yang Tong nodded, he also knew that Feng Xiaobo was well-informed and had many connections, completely different from himself.

  At this moment, a group of people walked out from the crowd. The leader was a young man who was about the same height as Yang Tong. Behind him were two others, walking with a majestic and powerful stride.

  The young man walked up to three meters in front of Yang Tong and stopped, sizing him up from head to toe.

  "Your strength is impressive, I'm delighted." The youth declared with an air of arrogance, "I am Di Xu Luo, and I hope we can meet in the competition." With a face full of pride.

  "Hello, I've long heard of your great name, I will go all out." Yang Tong replied calmly.

  "Hmm." Emperor Xuanyuan said, turned around and beckoned with his hand. His followers behind him didn't say a word, only gave Yangtong a faint glance before turning to leave.

  Among the crowd, some good-natured young men or those who loved excitement began to discuss it.

  "Yang Tong actually got the recognition of Emperor Xuan Luo? His strength must be very strong, why haven't I heard of this name before?" Many people didn't know Yang Tong because he was really too low-key.

  "Yang Tong ah, I know, is our Class 5's, in our Class 5's grades have always been at the top of the list, studying very seriously." This Class 5 classmate started to show off...

  Feng Xiaobo whispered to Yang Tong: "You've been targeted by Emperor Xuan Luo."

  "What's it to me?" Yang Tong didn't care about these things and didn't even mind the people around him who were looking at him with strange eyes.

  "Di Xuánluó is a martial arts fanatic who loves to exchange blows with masters. Many geniuses have been defeated by him. I heard that he once spent three days blocking the classroom of the top master in his year at Northeast University just to challenge him. He was badly beaten, but after that, he went back every month for three months until he finally won. This guy is like a stubborn sticker - once you stick with him, it's hard to get rid of him." Feng Xiaobo said with a smile, "I bet that in this tournament, if you don't meet him on the way down, he will definitely come find you alone for a duel after it's over."

  Yang Tong shook his head slightly, indeed it was a trouble. However, this didn't exceed Yang Tong's expectations, after all, who hadn't been young and arrogant? It's just that he himself had already passed this stage, although physically he was only twelve years old, mentally...

  The ultimate goal is to cultivate a peaceful and calm state of mind, emphasizing intention over force. Yang Tong can be considered half a Taoist, having been influenced by the Taoist philosophy of non-action, he has long passed the stage of competing for victory.

  Like this time, if it were in the past, at this point, it would be almost possible to retreat with a flourish. However, for the sake of the prize, one cannot help but take action and fight for it, after all, it concerns one's own interests.

  "It's not just him, the two followers by his side aren't easy to mess with either. I've fought that tall and thin guy named Ma Jian before, and lost miserably. His defensive skills are extremely strong, it seems like he has a specialized defensive technique.

  Feng Xiaobo continued, "The other one is called Niu Yue, not a good person either, his strength is even stronger than Ma Jian's. I heard that the two of them have been following Emperor Xuan Luo since they were young, their father was a subordinate of Emperor Xuan Luo's father."

  Di Xuan Luo walked around the various arenas in the competition venue with two followers, and no matter where he went, people who knew him or not would consciously make way for him.

  "Big brother, what's so special about that kid? You're actually going to duel him?"

  "Yes, I took a look, what strength does he have?"

  "Ma Jin, Niu Yue, you've underestimated him. His boxing skills are extremely impressive, with a mysterious and inexpressible sense of harmony that's hard to fathom." Emperor Xuan Luo retorted seriously.

  Di Xuan Luo finished the group knockout match early and happened to catch up with Yang Tong's last arena knockout match. After seeing the Tai Chi Fist used by Yang Tong, he suddenly found it hard to believe.

  "That slow fist? I think it's just that his opponent is too weak." said a young man named Niu Yue with disdain.

  "Hey, big brother, who are you? You're actually the number one master of the sixth grade in the East District!" Ma Ding gave a flattering pat on the back.

  Di Xuánluó nodded and didn't say much more. He also had his own pride and confidence.

  The entire knockout stage took a whole day to complete, with 16 people advancing to the final.

  These sixteen people are: Yan Xiaodong from Class 1, Li Zicheng from Class 2, Long De from Class 3, Xiao Jian and Qin Tianyue from Class 4, Yang Tong and Ge Yunfei from Class 5, Feng Jun and Feng Jun from Class 6, Di Xuanluo, Ma Kai, and Niu Yue from Class 7, Zheng Meimei from Class 8, Jiang Yifeng and Lu Guang from Class 9, and Bei Kensong from Class 10.

  It's clear that this time the grouping is to separate the top masters of each class, all ten classes have people entering the final, from the number of people, Class 7 is indeed the strongest.

  Among the sixteen people, there were two girls, Qin Tianyue and Zheng Meimei.

  The school soon announced the knockout schedule for tomorrow's final tournament.

  Feng Xiaobo dragged Yang Tong to see the schedule, saying with a smile: "The boys in Class 8 are now the laughing stock of the whole grade. Not even one boy made it into the final competition. How embarrassing! Hahaha..."

  "Men and women are equal, you don't have to be so gleeful about it, do you?" Yang Tong said with a shake of his head.

  "Hmm, your opponent is actually Qin Tianyue from Class 4. What good luck you have! You managed to draw one of the two girls right away. Luckily it's not Zheng Meimei, or else you'd be in trouble." Feng Xiaobo chuckled and said.

  "What's up, is Zheng Meimei very fierce?" Yang Tong asked curiously.

  "That's Zheng Meimei, take a look for yourself." Feng Xiaobo pointed to his left and said in a low voice.

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