blogombal Chapter 20 Regular Season
Chapter 20 Regular Season
After returning home, Lu Hao washed up briefly and then continued practicing in the training room with his broadsword.
Just as he said, he really didn't feel anything was wrong. At most, he felt some physical discomfort. As for psychological discomfort, apart from being a little scared at first, he felt completely unaffected afterward.
Whether this mentality was good or bad, Lu Hao didn't pay much attention to it. In any case, for Lu Hao at the moment, it was a good thing, which meant that he could adapt to this cruel world more quickly.
He began practicing basic sword techniques, and also practiced a move or two of the "Blood Battle Mad Blade." Perhaps due to the bloodshed he had witnessed today, Lu Hao's swordsmanship had become somewhat different.
His swordsmanship contained a hint of fighting spirit and killing intent. Lu Hao had already undergone such a transformation before even engaging in real combat. If others knew about it, they would definitely praise him as a martial arts genius, born for the martial arts.
The next day, because Lu Hao's performance exceeded Bai Qiuyao's expectations, she originally planned to continue looking at and collecting corpses, but at Lu Hao's request, they went to the arena instead.
Bai Qiuyao agreed. After all, judging from Lu Hao's performance yesterday, there was no need to train his courage anymore. They could have a real battle, and with her watching over him, there was no danger to his life.
So they agreed to Lu Hao's request to go into the ring.
However, Lu Hao is not going to fight in the life-or-death arena now, but in the regular season, so he can accumulate practical experience first.
Upon arriving at the large courtyard, Bai Qiuyao tossed out another ordinary Qi and Blood Pill and entered.
This time, Viper came out to greet me before I even got backstage.
"Director Bai, what's the schedule for today? Continue with the courage training as yesterday?"
"Arrange two regular season matches for him, one for intermediate first rank and one for advanced first rank."
"Director Bai only arrived yesterday, isn't it too rushed to start the regular season today? And what about the young master's abilities?"
"It's alright, he requested it himself. As for his strength, he's at the low level of the first rank after the second bone tempering, but now his blood and qi have reached the peak of the first rank, and his combat techniques are not bad either."
"Okay, then there's no problem," Viper agreed and began making arrangements.
"Hao'er, now that you're going to the arena, remember what your mother said: on the arena, your opponent will stop at nothing to win, so you might encounter any means necessary."
"Furthermore, conceding is allowed in the regular season, but in the deathmatch, conceding is useless unless the opponent doesn't want to kill you. That's the difference. In the deathmatch, people kill as soon as they make a move, while in the regular season, people will do anything to win."
"All sorts of underhanded tactics will be used, and once you're in the ring, don't even think about holding back. While it's normal for people to die in the regular season, that's still normal. If you hold back and die, you can't blame anyone else."
Bai Qiuyao began to instruct Lu Hao from the side, while also explaining the possible situations to him. As for death, how could she watch Lu Hao die with her here?
...half an hour later.
Viper came over and said it was all arranged: a two-match series, one for the intermediate level and one for the advanced level.
Lu Hao glanced at his mother, and seeing her nod, he followed Viper to prepare to go on stage.
……
"Please welcome the two teams to the stage."
"A mid-level first-grade martial artist, with a full-arm tattoo!"
On the stage, the host shouted a message, and soon a dark-skinned middle-aged man stepped onto the stage.
"First-grade low-level warrior, Blood Blade!"
……
On the arena, Lu Hao slowly walked up. As for Blood Blade, it was a nickname he came up with on the spot before Viper suggested it.
He originally wanted to say something like "God of Slaughter" or "Human Butcher," but considering his own strength, he decided to keep a low profile for now and adopted the name "Blood Blade."
He sounds like a lone assassin from ancient times. If the other side tries to deal with him based on his name alone, he'll show them what a surprise is.
On the arena, Lu Hao sized up his opponent, weighing the large ring-handled sword in his hand. It was provided by the arena and was much lighter than the one at home, but it was still quite comfortable to hold.
A middle-aged man with a full beard, probably in his thirties or forties, was holding a stick. He had incomprehensible tattoos on his arms, no wonder they're called "flower sleeves."
However, judging from his posture, he is definitely not someone who has systematically studied stance training.
The middle-aged man opposite him wore a serious expression. He looked at the young man, who was probably not even 20 yet, and although he could see a clear understanding in him, he didn't relax. After all, at this age, this person was definitely a student at Wuhan University.
The combat tactics and fundamentals of the Wuhan University students are far superior to his. It seems the only option is to try and launch a surprise attack while he lacks practical combat experience, and see if that succeeds.
As the referee shouted...
"start"
Lu Hao instantly used the stance training of the Void Realm to borrow strength from the void, thus preparing to quickly finish off his opponent with his sword technique.
The man opposite him, after the referee shouted "start," pulled a handful of lime from his pocket, threw it forward, and prepared to launch a sneak attack.
As a result, when the lime was scattered, it didn't hit Lu Hao's eyes, but instead hit his leg.
Seeing this, Lu Hao was filled with lingering fear. Fortunately, he had used the Standing Void Stance Technique at the beginning to stand in mid-air, otherwise the handful of lime would have hit his eyes, and he would have been at the mercy of others.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He hadn't expected such a thing to happen. They were both first-grade martial artists, so why was he allowed to stand in the air?
I disagree; you're cheating.
Taking advantage of the middle-aged man's momentary daze, Lu Hao did not hesitate. He circulated his qi and blood, gathered it in his leg, and kicked out. His slightly advanced leg technique caused his qi and blood to burst out the moment his leg made contact with the opponent.
The middle-aged man only realized what was happening then, but it was too late. Lu Hao had already kicked him in the chest, causing his blood and qi to explode, and instantly the middle-aged man's chest became a bloody mess.
The middle-aged man was sent flying, landing at the edge of the ring with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He quickly shouted, "I surrender!"
Lu Hao did not attack again, but stopped and looked at his opponent.
He didn't expect the outcome to be decided in just one move. However, this time it was a coincidence. If he hadn't planned to use his sword technique to slash downwards, he wouldn't have been standing in mid-air, thus avoiding the middle-aged man's lime attack.
This could be attributed to luck, but Lu Hao began to reflect on his battle just now. If it weren't for luck, he might be the one lying there now.
He had indeed been careless. Although his mother had told him many examples, he hadn't really paid much attention to them. After all, strength determines everything, and he felt that he would definitely be fine with his combat skills and the advantage of his blood and qi.
This time I almost failed. It seems I'm still not cautious enough, and my practical experience is insufficient. I was lucky this time, but I hope it won't happen again next time.
As Lu Hao walked off the stage, he began to review the situation, pondering how to deal with such an enemy. Relying on his exceptional mental strength, Lu Hao repeatedly reviewed the situation in his mind.