In a high-rise building on the sixth floor, Zhou Huayu sat on the sofa, waiting for time to pass.

  Since they don't have to fight in person, the staff naturally only use their brains or at most wear brain-protecting gear, but haven't opened the nutrition warehouse. Let's not mention that the consumption of the nutrition warehouse is relatively large, it's also very troublesome to take off and put on when entering and exiting.

  "Director Zhou, Fang Xin's Green Jade Calabaza is now online," said a supervising employee.

  "How much time is left?"

  "There are still twenty-five minutes left, he is debugging in the activity area."

  "What's new with the news media?"

  "Already eleven media outlets have requested interviews and follow-ups with Fang Xin." An employee pulled out a stack of documents: "And twenty-three companies and organizations have contacted us, asking for advertising or guidance."

  Zhou Huayu took a look and put his hands together: "Continue to observe and record, in the name of our company, you send a message to ask Fang Xin about his views on this game."

  "Yes, Director Zhou!" The message was sent immediately, and everyone waited because they knew that Fang Xin wouldn't respond right away. However, it seemed like this time was an exception, as a response came in just two minutes later.

  "Director Zhou, the information has been transmitted, striving for complete victory."

  "Strive for total victory? Just these four words?"

  "Yes, just these four words."

  Zhou Huayu's eyes were deep and silent for a moment before he asked, "Will the national lottery draw be divided into groups?"

  "Yes, Director Zhou, shall we intervene?" Everyone in the industry knew that if this lottery draw grouping didn't have any issues, it would be strange.

  "It doesn't matter, anyway we will meet sooner or later. Let me see his skills and it can also decide the extent of our next investment." Zhou Huayu said.

  He actually knew the reason in his heart. If Fang Xin formally joined An Yi Jing She, then Yi Jing She would definitely use its power to protect him. At least he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in these aspects, but now Fang Xin was just an advisor, so that's how it was.

  "Director Zhou, the lottery has been drawn!" The staff reported again.

  Five minutes later, all 36,000 contestants across the country had finished drawing lots and grouping. Immediately, the order of ten battles for each person was released.

  "Director Zhou, here is the list." Soon, the list of Fang Xin's first ten matches came out.

  "Hey, as expected!" Zhou Hua Yu looked at it and smiled. On the list was a third-level sword hand, also an organization that had entrusted him to form a team. Specializing in striking down those who were on a winning streak.

  These three-stage swordsmen are naturally old-timers. If Fang Xin can defeat him, he will naturally be able to thoroughly prove that he is a fourth-stage swordsman.

  At almost the same time, a man was quietly sitting in a chair. Although the nutrition warehouse above lit up red dots and was counting down, he still lit a cigarette, hiding himself in the fog.

  That was one of his works this year, breaking some people's winning streak. Of course, he himself could only make it to the semifinals selection match, and couldn't participate in the final match. And even if he did participate, he might not have made it anyway.

  But not only can you get a normal reward, but also a special bonus of one million, I believe that this year's livelihood is guaranteed, and you can also pay to join the Imperial Expedition Team.

  After I withdrew myself last time, every day I don't think about anything. I just diligently cultivate myself.

  At this time, the countdown reached fifteen minutes. He put down his cigarette, took off his clothes, and then entered the nutrient warehouse.

  "Chaser, are you online now?"

  "It's already online."

  "The draw has ended and you have been arranged to the 161st group, sixth match today. You will meet Qing Yu Hu Lu, hoping that you can break his winning streak." The instructions were transmitted from the other side.

  "Understood!" The man said, his number "Pursuit" flashing brightly, indicating that he had finished waiting.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, the first day of the Qingteng Cup newcomer division finals has begun. There are still ten minutes left, let's recall the 16 players who have maintained their winning streak!" Qian Huaying loudly reported in the light brain, and the program inserted the profiles of the 16 players as originally planned.

  "Qian Hua Ying, are you prepared to follow Fang Xin all the way? There will be great risks!" A man took advantage of the interval to hand over a glass of iced fruit and said: "As long as he fails once, the audience will be greatly disappointed. You'd better follow those well-known contestants, their strength is more stable."

  Qian Hua Ying didn't even turn her head and said: "I believe he can succeed."

  She has already used up all her unit's credit for this year, if she fails, it will be very difficult to have autonomous resources in the future, but if she succeeds, doubling it would be considered a small achievement.

  "Why?"

  "Feeling!" Qian Hua Ying said directly, at this time, she had already connected to Fang Xin's preparation area.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, let's turn the camera directly to our handsome young man. It seems that our talented young swordsman is still calm and composed, now fully prepared. Hmm, hesitating about what clothes to wear!" Qian Hua Ying appeared in the report with a smile on her face: "Whether it's white, blue or red, this is a very serious question."

  The news footage played on, fortunately changing clothes was just a data simulation and couldn't be seen by anyone, so Fang Xin in the footage hesitated for a moment before putting on a white sword-hand uniform.

  "Ah, our young Swordsman likes white, so many friends who like him should remember this!"

  She said that, indeed many people added a clause "likes white" to Fang Xin's file, of course, this is only some people who like him, and does not currently include official intelligence files.

  "The list is out, the first match is Blue Flower Cat who won 69 and lost 21 with a score of 48.8 points, while our young man already has 1625.1 points, what a huge difference! For Qing Yu Hu Lu, winning would only earn him 11.8 points, but if he loses, Blue Flower Cat can earn 325 points in one go!"

  At this time, Fang Xin didn't respond. He had already entered the entrance of the competition arena, which was also a passageway. A door emitted some bright light, and Fang Xin directly pushed it open.

  It seems that a match of 36,000 people is still too much. Fang Xin entered from the entrance and saw that it was still a square, not a completely virtualized random background.

  A moment later, a white light flashed across the opposite side, and a door opened in the white light, revealing a swordsman.

  The other side seems extremely cautious, and his breathing has also slowed down. He adjusts his breath while patiently climbing up slowly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

  Fang Xin slightly furrowed his brow, grasped the hilt of his sword, and stepped forward.

  At this moment, the opponent suddenly burst out and rushed forward, stabbing Fang Xin in an instant.

  Fang Xin seized the opportunity to attack, and with a flash of his sword, a blood arrow suddenly spurted out from his opponent's shoulder. His opponent groaned in pain, and his hand shook as he held his sword. At this moment, Fang Xin showed no hesitation, and with another swift stroke of his sword, his opponent was struck again, the second blow piercing into his chest!

  This sword is undoubtedly fatal, and as soon as it was pulled out, the man fell to the ground with a thud, and blood flowed onto the square.

  The battle was extremely fast, this is the real sword fight, unlike those fancy moves on Earth.

  "Emerald Gourd 101 wins, 101 consecutive victories, earns 11.8 points, and will automatically enter the next match in five minutes!" The system announced.

  "Mr. Zhang, you are a professional swordsman, what's your comment on this?" Qian Hua Ying played the first winning scene and then invited another guest to point out.

  "Qīng Yù Hu Lu is truly a professional swordsman, able to quickly grasp the weaknesses of his opponent's rhythm and deliver a fatal blow. Everyone can see in slow motion how he draws his sword and seizes the opportunity."

  The recording is full, Mr. Zhang begins to comment, pointing out the relationship between rhythm and pace: "Everyone sees this sword stabbing into the shoulder, has cut off the hand nerve and muscle trunk, even if there is no more sword coming out, this hand is already disabled, and victory has been won. However, Qingyu Hulu stabs in without hesitation, this is the gap between the ribs, stabbed in just right to stab into the heart room, so the one who was hit is beyond rescue, this is the real killing technique."

  Data simulation, minus the gore, but explaining the key points of swordsmanship one by one.

  "Is this killing technique a specialty of the Vietnamese?"

  "No, it can only be said that this sword hand is a personal characteristic that has been refined and formed through numerous battles. From past competitions, we can see that Qing Yu Hu Lu is an extremely skilled swordsman at close combat, if there isn't targeted training, even same-level swordsmen will be at a disadvantage, once he makes his move, it will definitely be fatal or crippling to the opponent."

  "But the action is elegant and visually stunning, with a demeanor that only a high-level master can possess." Qian Hua Ying couldn't help but say this as the camera zoomed in on Fang Xin's white clothes, not a single drop of blood staining them. His eyes were calm, his sword tip pointing downwards, allowing the blood to drip down without splashing out when he swung it around. "In this situation, there is a specialized term in swordsmanship that can be used to describe it. All I can say is that this swordsman has an extremely good mental quality, and is also extremely dangerous!" Mr. Zhang commented.

  "Alright, thank you to our esteemed guest Mr. Zhang. The second round is about to begin, let's continue to follow!" Qian Huaying said, and at this moment, the countdown had indeed begun, white light started to emerge, and the second round had commenced.