It didn't take long.

More than 200 participating disciples entered the venue from the four exits and gathered in different areas.

When they stopped and stood separately, many warriors on the viewing platform shouted heartbreakingly for their idols.

In these years, who is an outstanding disciple with a bit of fame, who doesn't have fans.

"Ahem. ”

The city lord of Liyang City appeared on the central arena, and the shouts gradually fell.

"On behalf of Liyang City, the city lord welcomes outstanding disciples from all factions to participate in this sect competition. ”

"I also hope that in the next competition, all the contestants, can achieve good results and win supreme glory for the sect. ”

After some official remarks, the city lord began to roll call.

"Earth Knife Gate, Tang Bolan!"

"In!"

"Longyue Villa, Cheng Mianjin!"

"In!"

"Iron Eagle Gang, Wang Situ!"

"In!"

"Buxing faction, Zhou!"

"In!"

Every time the city lord of Liyang City takes a roll call, there will be relatives and friends of the named disciples and fans shouting and cheering on the viewing platform.

"Iron Bone Sect, Tian Qi. ”

"In!"

Ga.

The audience was silent, and then there was laughter.

"Tian Qi, is it the seventh in the family, or is it a medicinal herb used to treat diseases?"

"It is worthy of being a ninth-rate sect, and the names of the disciples who go out of the battle are all rubbed like this. ”

Even the contestants who were standing next to them waiting for the roll call cast disdainful glances, and even secretly wondered how they could stand with such a common name.

Bearing the ridicule from the viewing platform and the contemptuous gazes of the nearby contestants, Tian Qi clenched his fists and suppressed his voice: "Senior brother, I want to hit someone." ”

Li Qingyang said: "Endure until the competition begins." ”

"Whew!"

Tian Qi took a deep breath, calmed his mood, looked up at Gao Tai and the head of the sect, and said secretly: "Boss, the disciple will not let you down!"

......

The roll call continues.

When a well-known elite disciple of a certain sect was called, it immediately caused heated discussions, all kinds of praise, and all kinds of envy.

"Iron Bone Faction, Su Xiaomo!"

"In!"

"Haha, that's a good name. ”

"It's a pity that he is too short, and the game is also the life of cannon fodder. ”

People who look pleasing to the eye, how to look at how to pleasing the eye, people who don't like the eye, how to look how not pleasing to the eye.

This is the mentality of the martial artists who watch the battle, they despise the Iron Bone Sect in their hearts, so they will always find shortcomings from various angles.

The cautious old man who came one step behind the city gate exclaimed, "That person is not Li Qingyang?"

He and his disciples always thought that Su Xiaomo was the first day talent in Qingyang City.

The old man frowned, and said secretly: "It's not Li Qingyang, but his body is so agile, is it possible that this ninth-rate iron bone sect is still hiding the dragon and crouching tiger?"

"Iron Bone Faction, Li Qingyang!"

"In. ”

The spectator platform suddenly fell silent.

Everyone locked their eyes on the tall Li Qingyang, and praised him as the first day of Qingyang City, and his aura was extraordinary!

It's a pity that I'm blind and joined the garbage iron bone faction.

"Hey. ”

On the high platform, the fat-headed and big-eared elder shook his head and said, "Such a good seedling, if he joins the Cangshan Sect, he should have broken through to the martial arts at this moment." ”

"Obviously, there is a better choice, but if you have to join the Ninth Rank Sect, you have wasted such a good talent. ”

"Other sects are tireless in teaching, but the head of the Jun is tireless in destroying people. ”

No one didn't laugh at Li Qingyang, only regretted, and even more disdainful of the head of the Iron Bone Sect who recruited such a genius.

Jun often smiled and listened, but did not speak.

What to say? Squirt with them, raise the bar with them?

There is no point, the best way to silence them is for the disciple to prove it with strength.

......

The roll call continues.

Not long after, when Xiao Sinji's name sounded, the viewing platform fell silent again.

Many martial artists raised their heads one after another and looked at the eastern high platform, where there were several elders of the Xiao family, wanting to see what expressions on their faces.

"Click. ”

The Great Elder crushed the teacup and said coldly: "A waste should not appear here, and it should not be embarrassed." ”

It just so happened that Jun Changxiao was sitting on the high platform next to him, and when he saw the old guy's eyes flashing with anger and murderous intent, he touched his nose and said, "Are you from the Xiao family?"

The Great Elder of the Xiao Family seemed to notice it and turned his head to look over.

The two looked at each other.

Jun Chang smiled politely, then pointed at him, put a pistol against his temple, and opened his mouth to 'snap'.

This is to warn him, don't have murderous intent towards your own disciples, otherwise Lao Tzu will shoot you with one shot.

It's a pity that the Great Elder couldn't understand it, and when he saw him put on a strange posture, he said secretly with disdain: "No wonder he will accept that waste entry, it turns out that this person has a brain problem." ”

......

After some roll call, more than 200 participating disciples all arrived, and the city lord of Liyang City did not have ink, and immediately announced the rules of the competition.

The rules are simple.

More than 200 people are divided, and the opponent is decided by drawing lots, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

In order to avoid encounters with fellow disciples, contestants from each faction will be arranged to draw lots in different areas.

Lu Qianqian was divided into areas A, B, C, D, and E.

Before going to the various competition areas, Li Qingyang said solemnly: "Senior sister, junior brother, the head is watching from above, we can't let him down." ”

"Cut. ”

Lu Qianqian stepped into Area A.

"Senior brother, understand!" Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi straightened their chests and walked towards their war zone.

Xiao Sinji stayed where he was, looked up at the high platform, and looked at the head of the house, and his gaze suddenly became more determined.

At that moment, except for Lu Qianqian, who was due to her personality, the blood of the four disciples boiled, and they understood more deeply that they were about to fight for the sect!

Jun Chang, who was sitting on the high platform, smiled, leaned forward, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and said secretly: "Come on, my disciples." ”

......

More than 200 disciples took their positions and began to draw lots, which were then announced in public by the head of the war zone.

"In the first game of the first round, the iron-clad faction Tian Qi fought against the big red gate Sun Kai!"

"Oops. ”

The fat-headed and big-eared elder of the Great Red Sect smiled and said, "Master Jun, it's really unfortunate that the disciples of my sect met the disciples of your sect in the first round. ”

The warriors of all factions cast envious glances one after another.

If your own disciple draws it, it will be equivalent to escorting the second round.

Jun Chang smiled silently.

The draw continued, and hundreds of disciples were matched with opponents one after another.

Except for Li Qingyang, the disciples of all factions who met Su Xiaomo and others as opponents all smiled, as if they had entered the second round in advance.

"The first round of the competition begins, please take the stage!"

Tian Qi and Sun Kai walked onto the competition stage, and the two of them arched their hands ceremoniously, representing the beginning of the first round of the first sect competition.

"That disciple of the Great Red Gate, it seems that he is the twelfth stage of the opening pulse, and he is definitely killed in seconds. ”

"In this sect competition, there are many ten sections of the open pulse, and the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect encountered twelve stages in the first battle, and they were lucky enough. ”

"Hahaha, just that kind of goods, isn't it bad luck to meet anyone?"

The warriors discussed in private, and the laughter continued.

The elder of the big red sect was also laughing, and said: "Master Jun, my disciple is a little impatient, and sometimes the attack is not light or heavy, if it hurts your disciple, please bear with me." ”

"Oh. ”

Jun Chang laughed in response.

"Let's go!" the referee's voice remembered.

As soon as the words fell, Tian Qi on the fighting platform rushed over with an arrow step, and punched Sun Kai in the abdomen, directly knocking the person out.

This big red sect disciple was indeed a little impatient, but when the game started, before he had time to mobilize his impatience, he was already lying outside the arena screaming.

The fat of the elder of the Great Red Gate suddenly froze, and his small eyes also widened.

Jun Chang smiled lightly and said, "It's weak." ”

Tian Qi on the fighting platform withdrew his fist, scratched his head and said, "The strength is not well controlled, and I accidentally beat people out." ”