"Ladies and gentlemen, the last day of the Qingteng Cup newcomer zone preliminary match is about to begin. Let's take a look at the 16 players who have maintained their winning streak!" Cai Huaying, the host, loudly reported in her mind, and now there are already 120 million viewers gathered on the channel address where she is located.

  The names of the sixteen contestants were each given a ten-minute introduction, although many viewers were already familiar with them, but 16-year-old Fang Xin received the most attention.

  "The young genius swordsman, Fang Xin, codenamed 'Green Jade Calabaza', has entered the stage. Let's see if he can create a miracle and maintain his 100-win streak! Let's wait with bated breath!"

  Fang Xin's total score has now reached 1112.6 points, which is equivalent to a prize of 110,000 yuan if converted into cash. According to the rules, there are several opportunities to exchange points for cash: the first is after the end of the novice zone preliminary round, the second is after the end of the novice zone final round, the third is during the mid-game break, and the last is during the final round. Each point is equivalent to 100 yuan, but points cannot be exchanged during the game. This is a large sum of money, but judging from the current response, the audience's viewing rate has already earned it back.

  Actually, it's only with consecutive wins that such exaggeration is possible. After all, most of the points are reward points. For example, Fang Xin gets 100 points every day for winning consecutively and ranking high. Once there's a loss in between, even if one qualifies, they won't get 1,000 points, not even 100 points. There are less than twenty people who can reach 1,000 points, so the organizers don't need to spend much money.

  The real risk, with 300,000 participants, each given 5 points (automatically eliminated when used up), the total is 15 million points. Afterwards, except for additional rewards for ranking or consecutive wins, the basic amount will not change, so it's just a small investment of 1.5 billion chips for such an event!

  Of course, the game is about everyone competing for each other's points. The total number increases with each merger, and 20% of the opponent's points are deducted for each failure (except for the first new player zone). Those who win consecutively will get a terrible number. Fang Xin thought maliciously that if he wins all the way to the final, won't the organizer have to spend several times more money?

  Of course, just him alone. Not much more than that.

  Newcomer selection competition, eliminated eighty percent. According to the score calculation, out of 30,000 contestants, only 6,000 entered the novice district finals, and after the second round of eliminations in the middle plate, the number of people was drastically reduced to 2,400 to enter the final match. It is estimated that these 2,400 people will all be recruited by various parties.

  As it was the last match of the newcomer selection, the organizer used a virtual reality scene to arrange the battle scene, which is rented from the Imperial Government. I suppose with such a large scale, the cost of three hours would be tens of millions, right?

  "Green Jade Calabaza, you have drawn the tag of group battle, will you accept?" Fang Xin received the message at this time.

  Group battle is a label that draws into chaos, and it's also the organizer's magic to break the winning streak. After all, the winner will be surrounded by nine others.

  The internet was suddenly in an uproar. However, this wasn't changed just now, but rather it had been like that for a long time, the organizers were far-sighted and had prepared their chess pieces early on.

  Of course, when it comes to a group battle, the environment is broadened. It's impossible to have nine people fighting in a narrow arena, that would be too shameful.

  Drawn this lot. Can be rejected. No points will be deducted, but the winning streak must be recalculated.

  Fang Xin smiled and nodded "yes".

  In front of me, everything went black again. It was the rainy season. I was in a hillside village surrounded by fields and near a small rural village with about thirty households.

  The rain was not heavy, but it was continuous and endless. Within tens of meters, no one could be seen. It was truly a misty and hazy scene. Occasionally, a few people walking in the rain could be glimpsed. Among them, he stood out, wearing an imperial sword-handling cloak, with white clothes that shone like snow, his demeanor majestic and calm. He didn't hurry to find anyone else, but instead walked slowly downwards, gazing at the village hidden in the rainwater.

  Down the stairs, in the rain, the young man stopped his footsteps. At this time, on the edge of the stairs, several sprigs of rhododendron were blooming, red and white competing with each other, mutually reflecting. Although it was a rainy day, the fragrance still floated. Fang Xin stretched out his hand, picked one off, smelled it, and then inserted it into his own clothes.

  This carefree demeanor left millions of viewers watching his match speechless, as if it wasn't a competition but merely an outing.

  Then, with a raised eyebrow, he parted his clothes, drew out his sword, and with a flash of cold light, Fang Xin rushed straight at one person.

  This is still in the game, if in reality, his spiritual awareness can detect murderous intent within 100 meters, but even in the game, he can discover the opponent based on subtle clues from the environment.

  Originally hidden behind one person, after being discovered, he let out a loud roar and turned around, with two people following behind him.

  In such a short period of time, it's already quite good to have three people unite.

  Fang Xin held his sword and walked, the coordination between his steps made him feel infinite pleasure. He thought that when those masters played chess, the feeling of manipulating with ease and being in a state of complete focus was also wonderful.

  Suddenly, a person rushed up in the middle, and then two people responded from the side. At this moment, Fang Xin accelerated his pace and happened to cut between the three people's tacit understanding points. The opponent's long sword stabbed out, but only missed by a hair's breadth, stabbing at nothing. This feeling of emptiness made him immediately feel that something was wrong. Just as he wanted to shift and reorganize his attack, he felt a pain in his heart!

  All the audience present clearly saw Fang Xin's simple stab, turn and pull, and saw the splashing of fresh blood on his chest. Fortunately, it was a virtual scene, and no more terrible situation was simulated. The man immediately let out a dull hum, took only one step back, fell to the ground, and died instantly!

  Outside, watching the scene on the spot, immediately pointed out to the audience that the middle sword position was exactly the heart, and the sword entered it without directly pulling back, but still made a slight rotation inside. Although the amplitude of the rotation is not large, it immediately broke open the heart, no wonder it was judged as instantaneous death!

  Many spectators let out a cry of "ah", their hearts shocked, this is the art of killing.

  At this moment, taking advantage of the opportunity, a person from behind stabbed towards Fang Xin with one sword!

  Fang Xin drew a circle with his sword, the golden light flashing as he attacked and defended in perfect harmony, like flowing clouds and water, without a single drop out of place. This one move landed squarely on his opponent's sword, causing it to stab at empty air. Although this move was simple, it fully demonstrated the pinnacle of controlling the field and rhythm. The swordsmen watching the match were shocked, some even standing up straight.

  The sound of gold and iron had just echoed. Fang Xin suddenly took a step forward, his sword stabbed, turned and pulled out again, the man's eyes widened in disbelief, he fell backwards, dying instantly!

  Three people combined, and in an instant two were gone. Just as everyone was watching the last one fight, Fang Xin suddenly turned around and stabbed at a patch of flowers not far away. Suddenly, someone rushed out from the flowers, thudded to the ground near Fang Xin, and blood splattered everywhere.

  The last man let out a loud shout and charged forward. Fang Xin made a simple sword move, and a red line appeared on the opponent's throat as he fell to the ground. His body was still trembling, and according to physiology, he would struggle for a while longer, but this was too cruel, so after a few seconds, the system judged him dead.

  Among the nine, four have been killed. Fang Xin drew his sword sideways. A single finger pressed against the blade, and rainwater and fingers rose together, washing away the fresh blood on the sword. However, if someone looked closely, they would discover that the fingertips had not actually touched the blade - just two millimeters short.

  Fang Xin didn't wait and continued downwards. As one person challenging nine, he still had this privilege, it couldn't be that he wasn't allowed to move and then be surrounded by everyone, right?

  Down the stone steps, small hills, should also be on top of the layered peaks.

  In the distance, the low hills began to open up farmland, a road wound its way through the hills, wooden boundary markers stood at the foot of the hills, and after passing under the stone steps, below was the farmland, where you could overlook the entire countryside.

  Fang Xing floated a hint of a smile, taking another step forward. The Fang organization couldn't help but create a virtual scene, and it was fine if they wasted some more money - after all, they had already played him once before.

  At this moment, he stopped in his tracks and looked up. The five men who had been hiding above him now rushed down towards him.

  Fang Xin raised his head and looked up, seeing these people, this gaze, was suddenly broadcast down.

  Then he turned around and charged forward, even if the sword path was fourth-tier, there was no need to let them unite to surround him. Every move he made was to disrupt the enemy's formation and create a favorable situation for himself - this counter-charge was the same.

  The one in front swung his sword down immediately.

  Fang Xin's sword "clanged" as it struck the tip of his opponent's sword, then he arched his body and pounced forward like a flying bird, with a "whooshing" sound in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, a blood-curdling scream and fresh blood burst forth simultaneously.

  The giant body collapsed with a loud thud, blood splashing out of the flesh and scattering everywhere.

  The audience was stunned, watching Fang Xin counterattack and then behead the other four people one by one. The time was only about two minutes. By the time Fang Xin washed his sword with rainwater, he finally came to his senses.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, the last day of the Qingteng Cup newcomer tournament has come to an end. The genius swordsman Fang Xin, who has maintained his winning streak, has created a miracle by achieving 100 consecutive victories! Oh my, the battle just now was intense and brief. Everyone, look at Fang Xin, he hasn't received even a scratch, not even a drop of blood on his clothes. He truly has the style of an ancient swordsman!" exclaimed host Qian Hua Ying.

  At this time, Fang Xin received a system notification.

  "Ding Dong, you have won the Qingteng Cup Swordsmanship Tournament Newbie Zone Selection Match, you got 12.5 points, due to your 100 consecutive wins, the tournament rewards 500 points, now your total points are 1625.1 points, entering the top 100 swordsmanship ranking board."

  Suddenly, dozens of messages came again, all of which were letters requesting interviews. Fang Xin had taken on the role of consultant at An Yi Jing She, so he wouldn't be getting paid for nothing. After some consideration, he accepted an invitation from Qian Hua Ying's news company to conduct a brief 10-minute public interview.

  Jiang Huaying immediately changed channels upon receiving the message, at which point Fang Xin was still in the scene.

  At this time, the rain was still hazy, Qian Hua Ying fell beside Fang Xin, and they looked at the scene below together. However, during such a tense news time, she wouldn't waste any time, so after taking a glance, she turned around to ask: "You're only 16 years old, as the only young sword hand, having achieved 100 consecutive victories, what are your thoughts and would you like to say something to our audience?"

  "There's nothing special to think about, I'm thinking, I like virtual scenes, after all, it's relatively hard to see in real life, some special scenes are even more impossible to see in reality."

  This wasn't what she wanted to hear. She immediately said: "Then where did you learn your swordsmanship? Who do you want to share your joy with?"

  "My swordsmanship is the Yumen swordsmanship, but I learned it from An'ge Jing She. The teachings of An'ge Jing She are indeed good, and I like them. As for sharing joy, I think that any friend who likes me can share my joy. However, what I hope most is that my parents can see it." Fang Xin said so.

  "Will your girlfriend share this joy with you?" The host asked especially considering many young people were watching.

  "This is a private matter, please forgive me for not going into details, but I believe she will feel the joy and share the victory with me, now and in the future." Fang Xin said this and indicated the end of the interview.

  Although ending the interview was unsatisfactory to many, Qian Hua Ying immediately shifted to Fang Xin's qualifications, detailing his history of practicing sword fighting. Of course, most people wouldn't believe that following An Yi Jing Society for a year would lead to such achievements; they believed that Fang Xin had been training since childhood and simply chose An Yi Jing Society when he debuted.

  But anyway, while discussing Fang Shuo, An Yixi Studio has gained advertising effect, and just this one is enough to offset the annual salary of 10 million yuan.

  At the same time, Yue Men swordsmanship also gained an advertising effect. Many people began to pay attention to this swordsmanship, and some young people chose to practice swordsmanship. Yue Men swordsmanship was at least one of the top ten choices for them. This is undoubtedly a pie that fell from the sky for Yue Men.