Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 486 - 191: The Entire Arena Is Stunned by Gong Ling, Grade 2_3
Rumble!
Rumble!
Accompanied by the tremor of the ground, 20 elevated arenas are ready.
Many reporters are running back and forth with cameras.
In front of each team, there’s a marker.
Once the arenas are allocated by the system, they only need to dispatch participants up to the stage.
Both fighting teams can send one person to the stage each time; the loser steps down, and another takes their place.
If all three members of a team are defeated, it means Wuda’s team fails to advance.
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Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
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The staff are maintaining order.
Meanwhile, the machines in front of each Wuda team are already showing their corresponding numbers.
All the teams are sending participants to their respective arenas.
As expected.
No difference from previous years.
The four major Martial Arts Academies and military schools, as well as the top ten A-wu schools, have all matched to B-wu schools.
And these elite schools naturally send out substitute team members.
Among them, first-year students from the four major Martial Arts Academies also come out first.
Facing these freshmen, the fourth-year participants from B-wu wish they could find a hole to hide in.
Already seniors, yet inferior to first-year students from the major Martial Arts Academies, such a bitter feeling.
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"Wuda Exchange Competition allows for timed free combat, using non-lethal weapons!"
"The ways to determine victory:
"1. Voluntarily admitting defeat is considered a loss."
"2. Being knocked off the stage results in a loss, based on contact with the ground outside the arena."
"3. Causing severe injury to the opponent results in the offender losing."
"During combat, do not harm the opponent’s eyes, groin, or other vital parts."
"Prohibited to use toxic substances, acids, or other irregular dangerous items."
"Blades should not be sharp, swords should not have edges, and unconventional weapons should follow the principle of no harm to the opponent. If weapons are too violent, the committee has the authority to confiscate them."
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Before the competition starts, a fifth-grade referee announces loudly from the center.
The referee is a vice-principal from Eastern Imperial Capital.
Underneath the 20 arenas, assistant referees, who are mentors from Eastern Imperial Capital, are similarly allocated.
The referee’s duties include preventing further harm after surrender.
Making fair decisions.
If needed, they can directly confiscate lethal weapons.
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"Now I declare, the hundred-school battle, begin!"
With the referee’s command, the venue erupts in unprecedented cheers.
Various chaotic shouts of encouragement rise and fall.
And on the giant screen above, live broadcasts are playing.
Due to the limited space on the screen, only some scenes can be shown in a loop.
Of course, the first-year students of the four major Martial Arts Academies are the focus of the live broadcast.
Wang Lu Feng and the others, as the first to appear, have already begun battling their opponents.
In the massive stadium, thrilling duels are unfolding on the 20 arenas.
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On the podium.
Principal Dongwu watches Wang Lu Feng’s stage.
Meanwhile, West Martial’s Zhao Jiangtao is watching West Martial’s Du Jing’s Book.
Everyone is focused on the arena that concerns them.
"Zhao Jiangtao, I remember last year around this time, you said West Martial would keep winning, didn’t expect this year you’d get slapped in the face."
Principal Dongwu chuckled.
The principals are also chatting idly, keeping an eye on their school’s team.
"No choice, it’s because Bai Xiaolong advanced to the fifth grade and can’t participate.
"Otherwise, one student from West Martial could challenge everyone in the venue, how boring would that be."
Zhao Jiangtao shook his head.
"What about next year?
"Will Bai Xiaolong graduate next year? Are you still so confident?"
Principal Dongwu was taken aback.
He’s been humbled by Zhao Jiangtao for several years, almost driven into madness.
"Next year’s matters, next year; besides, this year, West Martial might not lose. It’s not finals yet, just watch the competition quietly."
Zhao Jiangtao interrupted the idle chat.
Due to Bai Xiaolong’s unique status as Wuda’s number one, he was also placed on the podium, though slightly off-center, it does not affect visibility at all.
He stares at Du Jing’s Book, expressionless.
It seems absurd how weak B-wu’s opponent is in the first match against West Martial.
With Du Jing’s Book’s capability, the odds are he’ll take down three in a row.
"Is Su Yue really not coming?"
Bai Xiaolong looks around, suddenly feeling a bit bored.
Sitting nearby are some unfamiliar men, with whom there’s basically no common language.
How stifling.
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Qingwu.
Due to a busy schedule, Ding Beitu didn’t have time to personally observe the matches in Eastern Imperial Capital, so everyone in the office is watching the broadcast together in the conference room.
For these three days, Ding Beitu specifically gave the research department a holiday.
This hundred-school battle holds extraordinary significance for Ding Beitu.
"See that?
Eastern Imperial Capital’s first-year three-grade in the starting lineup, that’s my student Wang Lu Feng.
"Outstanding.
"A first-year, third-grade, what an exceptional teacher it takes to produce such students."
Ding Beitu keeps expressing his astonishment.
Hundreds of Qingwu faculty members gathered in the conference room, also admiring Ding Beitu.
The old man is indeed amazing.
Others hope their students could care for them post-graduation, but it’s often an empty promise.
The old man almost revives the students.
Not only at Qingwu, even at the higher level of the education ministry, Ding Beitu is a noteworthy figure.
"Do you see that girl?
She’s also my student, a classmate of Wang Lu Feng.
"A second-grade can start in the lineup; I’m proud."
Holding a tissue, Ding Beitu’s eyes are already wet.
The other faculty members have nothing more to say. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
The Qingwu representatives sent out are now facing the main fourth-year team.
