In the sect competition every two sessions in Qingyang County, there are only a few hundred people participating in the task, and there are more than 2,000 people in Pingyang County, which is the gap between the ninth-class county and the eighth-class county.

Not only is there a large number of people, but the strength is also very strong.

Jun Changxiao relied on dazzling sunglasses and found that the contestants cultivated to the lowest first-grade martial artists, the fourth and fifth-grade martial artists walked all over the ground, and the highest ninth-grade martial artists also had four.

Qingyang County's sect is a big competition, and the first and second grade martial artists are all championship favorites, and they can only become the bottom here.

In fact, the reason for such a big gap is that the Pingyang County Sect Dabi restricts martial artists under the age of 20 to sign up for it.

Qingyang County is limited to those under the age of eighteen, and the difference of two years old will obviously be different.

Of course.

It is an indisputable fact that the eighth-rank Pingyang County is stronger than the ninth-rank Qingyang County.

"Huh?"

A powerful boss sitting next to him said in a low voice, "What is that Iron Bone Sect leader carrying in his eyes?"

"Hmph. ”

A certain sect's high-level said disdainfully: "Pretending to be a ghost." ”

"An eighth-rate sect of a ninth-rank county also dares to come to participate in our Pingyang County's sect competition, who gave him the courage?"

"It is said that this iron bone sent to challenge the Haoqi Gate, and won the victory. ”

"The old man also heard a little about this, it seems that he sent seven disciples to fight, and he won seven games, and the master of the Qin Sect also lost to him. ”

"Isn't it, is an eighth-rate sect so strong?"

Below, the city lord of Suiyang City was talking about the rules of the big competition, and the bigwigs of various factions chatted.

It is not difficult to hear from the words that it is incredible that the Iron Bone Sect can defeat the Haoqi Gate.

Jun Changxiao listened carefully to the rules of the game.

It is generally understood that the rules of the first round of the competition in Binh Duong County are that if you can stand at the specified time in the eight areas of the big melee, you can advance to the second round.

Gee.

There are at least three hundred people in one area, and the scuffle must be lively.

After explaining the rules, the city lord of Suiyang City, the organizer, began to roll call the contestants.

"Heshan faction, majestic!"

"Sparrow Gate ......"

"Qingyang County, iron-clad Zheng faction, night stars!"

"In. ”

Night Star replied lazily.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to confirm that the contestants were not there, he wouldn't have bothered to answer.

However, the viewing platform exploded, and all the warriors were looking at the night stars and talking in low voices.

"I'm going, this sect competition, people from other counties also came to participate?"

"Ninth rank Qingyang County next door?"

"Isn't the Iron Bone Sect the eighth-rate sect that defeated the Haoqi Sect some time ago?"

"An eighth-rate sect from a ninth-rank county came to participate in our Pingyang County's sect competition, do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"

When the bigwigs of all parties discussed, they paid more attention to their image, and these Pingyang County warriors showed their disdain and contempt to the fullest.

Even though the Iron Bone Sect was able to defeat the Haoqi Gate, in their eyes, it was just a low-level sect of a low-level county after all, and coming to Pingyang County to participate in the war was simply insulting this event.

"Qingyang County Iron Bone Sect?"

"Hehe, hey, you're really bold enough to come to the competition. ”

"It's a pity that he couldn't be in one division, otherwise he would have been ravaged and eliminated in the first round. ”

The participating disciples of various factions were also talking in low voices.

A martial artist standing next to Ye Xingchen underestimated: "It turns out that he is from Qingyang County, why do I say that he is so eye-catching?"

The other contestants in the same division also looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised into disdainful smiles.

I confirmed the look.

This guy was the first person to be eliminated after the game started.

Feeling that everyone was staring at him, his eyes were full of disdain and disdain, Ye Xingchen said lightly: "A bunch of garbage." ”

Jun Changxiao, who was sitting on it, touched his chin and said, "At the beginning of the first round, Xingchen is afraid that he will be taken care of. ”

Soon.

End of roll call.

The warrior of Pingyang County did not hear the name of the second contestant from Qingyang County, and realized that the Iron Bone Sect had only sent one person to participate.

An eighth-rate sect sends a disciple to participate in the war, how is this...... Funny!

"Master Jun. ”

A middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "Qi really admires your courage and dares to bring a disciple to participate in the sect competition." ”

Jun Chang smiled: "It's okay." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head.

Last time, a sixth-rate sect sent across counties to participate, and ten disciples were completely wiped out in the first round, you sent a disciple, are you sure it's not funny?

"Elder Qi. ”

Someone laughed and said, "When the game starts later, there should be excitement in the third area." ”

"Yes, when the time comes, more than 300 people will collectively target one, and it will be a miracle to be able to survive more than half a quarter of an hour. ”

The bigwigs from all sides laughed.

Jun Changxiao ignored it and said secretly: "Xingchen, this first round of melee is a bit cruel, don't let this seat down." ”

At this moment, the city lord of Suiyang City announced loudly: "The 66th Pingyang County Sect Contest has officially begun, and the contestants are invited to enter their respective competition areas. ”

"It's time to start!"

"I can't wait!"

"This time the contestants are good, it will be exciting!"

......

There are eight divisions, each the size of half a football field.

Night Star, who represented the Iron Bone Faction, was divided into the third race area, and when he walked over, more than 300 nearby contestants looked at him.

No doubt.

They are all locked on this out-of-town contestant, and when the competition starts, they will be unanimous to the outside world.

That's too bullying, isn't it?

There's no way, the sect of Pingyang County is bigger.

Since you are from other places to participate, you must be aware of being targeted.

And except for the powerful sects that challenge the excitement and occasionally come to give it a try, the sects in other counties will not be bored to participate.

"Boy. ”

One of the contestants passed by in front of the night star and laughed in a low voice, "When the competition starts, don't cry." ”

Cry?

Nightstar remembered this guy.

......

All the people are in place, and the eight competition areas accommodate more than 2,000 contestants.

"First round, start!"

After a while, the city lord of Suiyang City shouted loudly.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the contestants in the eight competition regions will each burst into cultivation, and the diffusion of spiritual power is quite huge.

When the game officially began, most of the martial artists watching the battle moved their eyes to the third division, and their eyes were locked on the night star.

O people from the outer counties.

Please appreciate the hospitality of Binh Duong County!

"Brush!"

A martial artist in the third division took the lead and rushed from behind, condensing spiritual energy with his fists.

"Smack!"

Night Star turned around, grabbed his fist with one palm, and said, "Trash." ”

"This ......"

The contestant's face changed.

"Click!"

Night Xingchen grabbed his five fingers hard, and the sound of bones shattering suddenly came, and then he staggered backwards, dodged another person's attack, and kicked it away.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The second attacking warrior didn't even stand firm, so he was kicked in the chest, and his ribs were broken several times in an instant.

"Ahh

The two contestants screamed in pain.

"Brush!"

Night Xingchen threw out the guy who crushed the bones of his hand, and then stepped on the dragon to appear in front of a warrior, buckled directly on his left shoulder, and said with a grim smile: "You don't even have a chance to cry." ”

"Click!"

"Ah————h

The warrior who had his shoulder bone crushed suddenly screamed.

Yes.

He didn't even get a chance to cry.

Because the pain came suddenly, it was heartbreaking, and before the tears began to gather, the person had already fainted to the ground.

Boom! Boom!

Night Star turned, reached out with both fists, and knocked the two contestants out of the way.

Standing proudly in the competition area, he swept away the more than 300 contestants from Pingyang County around him, and said indifferently: "A bunch of garbage, let's fight." ”

(End of chapter)