Cypress Boat Floating

Chapter 225 Competition

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, like a beacon, guiding the way forward for lost travelers. Under the bright moonlight, some people move forward bravely, some people fight hard, but some people... just keep fighting.

Lu Zhixing's suggestion to Lu Ciqiu was very concise and clear: the more opponents you can defeat in the Dark Guard Camp, the more candidates you can choose from. The right to choose is entirely in Lu Ciqiu's hands. Of course, it is a bit unfair to Lu Ciqiu to fight continuously for a long time, so when Lu Zhixing knew that Lu Ciqiu had such a plan in the morning, he brought him here without stopping and provided him with enough time.

Lu Zhixing expected to complete the selection of players within one day, and then start the competition. After each competition, he would have some time to recover his strength. He could continue fighting until he felt that he could not fight anymore. Although Lu Zhixing wanted to train Lu Ciqiu, he was his beloved brother after all, so he thought it would be better to keep it simple.

Lu Ci Qiu's speed was a little faster than Lu Zhixing had expected. He selected six people from a team of dozens of people in just one morning.

Lu Zhixing would not interfere with his choice, and he would have to bear the consequences of the quality and ability of the people he chose. Lu Ciqiu also followed this rule and his own standards and judgment, carefully selecting from various aspects such as height, weight, figure and even hair, and finally selected two women and four men to participate in the competition.

Of course, these six people are just the number he has initially determined. If he thinks these people are not good enough and wants to replace them, or feels that they are not enough, he can continue to challenge at any time.

The two women have their own strengths: one is good at whip techniques, has superb martial arts, and is a light-footed expert, ranking 20th in the camp; the other is good at folding fan techniques, with fine needles hidden inside the fan, and the needle tips are coated with a deadly poison, which kills people if touched. The fan bones are made of black iron and are extremely sharp. This woman ranks 26th.

As for the man, he used a broadsword known as the "chief of all weapons" as his weapon. Although he looked thin, he was actually very strong. After taking off his shirt, a pair of thick and strong arms like a unicorn were revealed. He was holding a broadsword, waving it like the wind, and it was so fierce that it was difficult to get close to him. Although this man was not ranked very high in the camp, only 22nd, he was the most difficult person. Lu Ci Qiu had a hard fight with him, which delayed him for a long time.

Being able to successfully defeat three people in one afternoon was completely beyond Lu Zhixing's expectations. Lu Ciqiu secretly felt lucky that he had spent a few years in the military camp in his previous life. Although wars were not very frequent at that time, he would participate in arduous training every day, not to mention the terrible devil training like Ye Jianqing. Even a ghost would be terrified to see this kind of training, but he persisted with his tenacious perseverance.

Since his rebirth, he has never relaxed his requirements on himself, and has been training for more than half a month. These efforts have laid a solid foundation for the current game, at least allowing his physical strength to be greatly improved during this period of time. If it were his former self, after fighting with three opponents, he would probably have been exhausted and lying on the ground, unable to even lift his arms. However, after a fierce battle with Twenty-Two, he was able to return to the mansion to have a meal with Ye Jianqing, and then return to the arena to continue fighting.

The next three men who appeared had their own characteristics. One of them was holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, and standing there quietly, like a gentleman who had just walked out of the Jiangnan water town. However, if someone took him lightly because of his gentle appearance, they would probably pay a heavy price. This man ranked 15th in the military camp. Although he was holding a seemingly fragile oil-paper umbrella, it was actually stained with the blood of countless enemies.

The man ranked sixteenth was a little different. He was not carrying any weapons and stood there with his bare hands. Although he was not tall, he was taller than Lu Ci Qiu at the moment. If you look closely, you can find that the metacarpal bones on the back of his clenched fists have long been worn flat, which shows that he must have undergone arduous training on weekdays. What really makes people afraid is the secret weapon hidden under his ordinary black sleeves.

The man placed at the end was about the same age as Lu Ci Qiu, but he had just turned fourteen. His face was full of innocence, as if he knew nothing about the world. From beginning to end, that bright smile was like engraved on the corner of his mouth and never faded. At this moment, his hands were fiddling with a small and exquisite dagger. Although this dagger could not be compared with the skylark in Ye Jianqing's hand, its sharpness should not be underestimated. The cold light flashing from the blade gently brushed across the boy's cheek, making his originally sunny smile faintly reveal a bit of heart-pounding chill.

The last three were Lu Ci Qiu's biggest challenge. Their strengths were all among the best. Even the last one ranked 13th in the Dark Guard Camp. They were truly strong. Facing such a strong enemy, Lu Ci Qiu did not dare to slack off.

Fifteen was one of the members who joined the Dark Guard Battalion earlier. He always had a cold face and expressionless expression, and seemed indifferent to everything. However, it was this seemingly indifferent person who was full of rebellion and unruliness in his heart. This person never gave in to anyone, even when he was brought back by Lu Zhixing, he was full of disdain.

Of course, Lu Zhixing would not tolerate the existence of such a person. After defeating him several times with methods that he could accept, he was willing to serve him and be loyal to him wholeheartedly. Now asking him to change his allegiance and serve Lu Ciqiu as his master is harder than ascending to heaven! In his mind, Lu Ciqiu only has his current status because of his master's favor, and he is not qualified to challenge them at all. As for the victory in the afternoon, he was even more dismissive, thinking it was purely due to luck.

However, when he fought with Lu Ci Qiu with real swords and guns, he was shocked to find that his opponent was strange and unpredictable. On the surface, the skills Lu Ci Qiu used were undoubtedly authentic, but if you look closely, you will find that there seem to be some unexpected changes. The umbrella in Shiwu's hand can actually turn into an extremely sharp sword after closing! Despite holding such a sharp weapon, he still couldn't defeat Lu Ci Qiu. The spear in the latter's hand was as powerful and sharp as a dragon out of the sea, forcing him into a desperate situation step by step, and finally he had to surrender.

After defeating No. 15, Lu Ci Qiu didn't even have time to rest, and immediately launched an attack on No. 16. No. 16 was quite conceited, and believed that his pure martial arts alone was enough to surpass all the heroes. Over the years, he had harvested countless lives with his pair of iron palms, so he naturally didn't think that Lu Ci Qiu had the ability to get an advantage under his fists.

Unfortunately, things went against his will. This pure physical strength contest fell into Lu Ci Qiu's trap. After so many years of hard training and countless life-and-death battles, Lu Ci Qiu had already mastered all the skills taught by Ye Jianqing, and his body's instinctive reaction was as fast as lightning. The result is predictable. The seemingly powerful Sixteen also couldn't escape the fate of defeat.

There is only one thirteen left.

In the Dark Guard Camp, status is directly proportional to strength. The higher the ranking means the stronger the martial arts. Everyone here has lost their own name, leaving only a cold code name. The only way to obtain a higher code name is to defeat the previous owner. Thirteen can sit in this position, so I think his martial arts skills are not low.

"I wonder what Qing'er's ranking is in this camp?" Lu Ci Qiu couldn't help but chuckle, laughing at himself for having such a thought in his mind at this critical moment. Obviously, his question could not be answered at this moment, because the moment Lu Ci Qiu stepped onto the ring, his opponent rushed over like a gust of wind. His speed was as fast as lightning across the sky. The opponent held the extremely sharp dagger tightly in his backhand, and the tip of the knife flashed with cold light directly in front of him.

Lu Ci Qiu kept retreating. He held the spear tightly in his hand, his eyes staring forward like a hawk. Thirteen chased him closely, probably thinking of using his explosive power to eliminate Lu Ci Qiu as soon as possible, but Lu Ci Qiu was not as he expected.

Seeing the distance between the two getting closer and closer, Thirteen suddenly squatted down, holding a sharp dagger, ready to take advantage of Lu Ci Qiu's unpreparedness and stab him hard at his calf. According to past experience, if this knife hits the target, even if it just lightly brushes any corner of the enemy's body, he will cling to the opponent like a ghost until he kills him.

In a flash, just when Thirteen's dagger was about to touch Lu Ci Qiu's calf, Lu Ci Qiu seemed to know his attack route in advance. He quickly lowered the tip of the spear in his hand, just blocking the incoming dagger. This move caught Thirteen off guard, but he was not discouraged. He immediately let go of the dagger and quickly twisted his body backwards.

Before the dagger hit the ground, Thirteen caught it with his other hand at an extremely fast speed, and slashed it straight at Lu Ci Qiu's back. This series of actions was smooth and flowing, obviously the result of countless training.

Lu Ci Qiu's eyes condensed, and he swung his hands violently, the spear in his hand dancing like a dragon. Then, he held the spear with one hand, and stretched out the other hand as fast as lightning, aiming directly at Shisan's right hand.

Thirteen was startled, and it was too late to dodge. At this critical moment, Lu Ci Qiu made a lightning-fast move and accurately grabbed Thirteen's right hand. He pulled hard, and Thirteen involuntarily fell forward and came in front of him.

Thirteen, who had the upper hand, was defeated by Lu Ciqiu in one move, and the situation was reversed in an instant. Lu Ciqiu wanted to attack Thirteen before he could stand firm, but Thirteen's years of assassination experience were not in vain. Although he was not standing firm, his steps were light, and he escaped from the attack range of Lu Ciqiu's spear in an instant with a step of his left and right feet.

After he stood still, the two men each held one side and looked at each other. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Lu Zhixing in the stands had a solemn expression on his face, and his palms were sweating slightly due to his nervousness in the face of the situation on the ring. Originally, he had intended to take advantage of Lu Ciqiu's suggestions to give him some guidance, but he didn't expect that the situation was completely out of control now, and Lu Ciqiu had already surpassed him! It seemed that he could no longer provide him with more advice in this regard. However, what confused Lu Zhixing was where did Lu Ciqiu learn these skills?

While Lu Zhixing was thinking hard, Thirteen on the ring launched another attack. Thirteen has always pursued a quick victory, because his body has poor endurance, but has amazing explosive power. For him, the best strategy is to quickly defeat the opponent at the beginning of the battle. But now, facing Lu Ciqiu, not only did he fail to gain the upper hand at the beginning, but he was made so embarrassed.

Thirteen held the hilt of the knife with his backhand and decided to change his tactics. He knew that his advantage was his excellent lightness skills, which allowed him to attack the enemy when he was least prepared. So, he flashed across the ring like a ghost, no longer choosing to confront Lu Ci Qiu head-on. While Lu Ci Qiu was confused, he moved forward with the dagger in his hand.

When facing an opponent like Thirteen who is armed with short weapons, keeping a certain distance from him is undoubtedly the best strategy, and Lu Ci Qiu is obviously well aware of this.

When Thirteen came towards him, he shook his wrist, thrust his spear forward, and quickly retreated a few steps, instantly widening the distance between him and Thirteen. However, Thirteen was extremely agile and flexible, like a ghost, and in a few leaps he approached Lu Ci Qiu again. Thirteen originally intended to seize the moment when Lu Ci Qiu had no time to turn around and defend himself, and defeat him in one fell swoop.

But what he didn't know was that there was someone beside Lu Ci Qiu who was also good at using short weapons. Because they often practiced together, Lu Ci Qiu had a very accurate grasp of the minds of those who used short weapons.

Just when Thirteen was feeling smug and thinking he had won, Lu Ci Qiu suddenly leaped forward a few steps, twisted his body rapidly, and thrust out the spear in his hand, with the tip of the spear firmly against Thirteen's shoulder, forcing him to retreat a few steps away. At this moment, the situation had already reversed!

"Admit it!" Lu Ci Qiu slowly retracted his spear and looked at his opponent calmly and firmly. His voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible majesty.

This competition was meant to be a one-off contest. Lu Zhixing was worried that the secret guards in the camp would accidentally hurt his brother, so he set a rule before the competition began that no one could hurt the other. Lu Ciqiu understood his brother's good intentions, so he remained restrained during the competition.

Hearing Lu Ci Qiu's words, Shisan showed a bitter smile on his face. He knew that he had tried his best, but still lost to the young prince. However, he was not discouraged at all, but praised sincerely: "The prince is really amazing! I admire you very much."

After saying this, Thirteen bowed deeply, then smiled, clasped his hands together, and turned to leave. His movements were quick and decisive, showing his respect and recognition for Lu Ci Qiu.

At this time, the sky was just getting light. After a night of fierce competition, the game finally came to an end. The sky in the distance gradually turned pale, and a new day was about to come.