Chapter 87: The Tournament Begins

So Xie Tao went out from the back door of Baiyun Temple, made a big circle, and came to the front door, ready to enter through the front door!

Even if Xie Tao was able to volley in the air, he was still tired enough after this lap, after all, he was now a cultivator in the early stage of the foundation building period, and flying in the air would consume a lot of spiritual power for him!

Xie Tao came in, but there was no attention as he imagined, not only did those people not look at him, but they looked at the exit of the backyard, and even more, they were still looking at the sky!

"What's going on?"

"Did you offend them all last night?"

"Why are people so stingy these days?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Xie Tao's heart in an instant, and then he lowered his head and hurried through the crowd, landing directly on the largest ring in the middle.

He Yusheng and Yuan Shuqi saw Xie Tao standing in the biggest ring, and they were both confused!

What exactly is this Deacon Xie going to do? Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?

Isn't that how the script they prepared is not good at all!

He Yusheng and Yuan Shuqi glanced at each other, and both saw the blankness in each other's eyes, and then stood up at the same time and looked at Xie Tao who was standing in the middle of the ring!

Hearing the sound of '......', Xie Tao directly reached out and pulled out the long sword that had been behind him.

This long sword, which originally looked inconspicuous, suddenly dropped by ten degrees as Xie Tao pulled out the sword body, as if the air conditioner was suddenly turned on in a hot climate, and everyone felt comfortable all of a sudden.

The long sword is obliquely downward, and the sword body is like an ice dragon swaying its dragon head, full of momentum!

"Good sword!" Ye Chen sat in the corridor, his eyes moved with Xie Tao's movements, until the sword was pulled out, Ye Chen's eyes stared straight at the long sword, and his heart was turbulent!

After Xie Tao watched everyone present focus their eyes on his body, he said proudly: "This sword, named Phantom Dragon, is a high-grade spiritual weapon in the exorcism, and it will be used as a prize today to the winner of today's competition!"

After Xie Tao finished speaking, his hand loosened, and in the sound of everyone's inhalation, the long sword named Phantom Dragon fell out of thin air, directly penetrating the thick blue and white board, leaving only one-third of the sword body still outside the ground.

This phantom dragon is so sharp, even a good sword with iron as clay can't do this!

Xie Tao's display shocked everyone for a long time!

When many people saw Xie Tao yesterday, they all appeared and disappeared at once, although they all felt strange, but there was not much shock, after all, although there are very few people who can fly in this world, they still exist.

But just now, Xie Tao's sword into the stone was three points, and the shock it brought to people was real.

If nothing else, let's just say that this Phantom Dragon Sword just let go and penetrated the bluestone slab, how sharp it must be to do it!

If you put this long sword on someone's neck, the so-called family property, wealth, status, etc., will all be like a passing cloud!

Therefore, everyone looked at Xie Tao standing in the ring, and they all felt that even their hearts were trembling!

He Yusheng was the first to clap his hands and praise: "Deacon Xie is really a good means!"

The Baiyun Dao Chief, who was standing next to He Yusheng, glanced at He Yusheng and said, "It's really good at sycophancy!"

Then he smiled and said to Xie Tao in the ring: "Deacon Xie is worthy of being a model for my generation of cultivators!"

He Yusheng glared at Yuan Shuqi and said, "It's really hypocritical!"

And Yuan Shuqi replied without squinting, "Hehe." ”

With the beginning of He Yusheng and Yuan Shuqi, the two Transformation Realm Grandmasters, everyone else also praised them!

"Deacon Xie really deserves to be a master of the exorcism!"

"Yes, Deacon Xie is amazing!"

"This sword is so strong!"

"When the time comes, I will definitely win the first place and win this sword!"

Whether it was sitting on the porch or standing around the ring, everyone began to talk in whispers.

And looking at the eyes of the Phantom Dragon Sword, it was like a wolf's gaze, one by one glowing with green light, dozens of centimeters thick bluestone slabs, one let go and plunged into it, if you miss it, you will definitely regret it for life!

Seeing his own move, Xie Tao immediately focused all the attention of these people on himself...... Ahem, the body of the phantom dragon sword is very satisfied.

Even if their attention is on the body of the Phantom Dragon Sword, the Phantom Dragon Sword is here, that is, he is still the focus of their eyes!

Just when everyone was intoxicated with the dream of getting the first sword that had to be taken, a voice that was extremely incongruous with the current atmosphere sounded.

"I'll give 99 points, and please keep working hard for the rest of the points......"

The sound that was still talking disappeared in an instant, and the entire Baiyun Temple, because of this sound, was in a silence, and many people even lowered their breathing sounds

And Xie Tao, who was standing in the ring, was so angry that his nose was crooked!

Xie Tao turned his head to look at the person who said this, but saw a little fat man with a bandage on his arm standing below, looking at Xie Tao with a look of contempt, and his face was clearly written: That's what I said, what can you do with me!

Xie Tao looked at the little fat man with a depressed face, thinking to himself who is this bear child! What nonsense is the truth, didn't you see that this good atmosphere of pretending to be forced was coldened by your words!

Everyone looked at Xie Tao's face and thought that if it wasn't for the identity problem, Xie Tao would definitely pull this little fat man to the stage and give him a hard beating.

The people standing around the ring were all brought by the billionaires sitting on the porch, how could they not use this opportunity to squeeze others? So, even though he was holding back a smile in his heart, he still accused Wang Dou one after another!

"How can this kid talk like that?"

"That's it, whose kid is this, don't adults know how to take care of it?"

"I think this kid is a born calf, not afraid of tigers! Even Deacon Xie dares to laugh!"

Wang Dou obviously didn't expect that he just couldn't hold back, and said a word casually, which attracted everyone's targeting, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, standing there with a bewildered look!

After Xie Tao listened to the condemnation of the little fat man by the people in the audience, his mood was much better, and then he waved his hand, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "That's it, that's it, I don't care about children like children, now, this phantom dragon sword is here, and the person who wins the final victory can take it away, and now the martial arts competition has officially begun!"