Chapter Ninety-Six: The Contest Begins

The next day, early in the morning, there was a lot of commotion in the witch cult. Many people can't wait to walk in the direction of the ring.

After Long Yi finished pranayama, he went out of the room with Li Tianxing, but saw a bustling flow of people.

"Wow, look! What material this attic is made of, it's so beautiful!"

"Look at this bridge, how can it be so hard!"

"Look at the fish in the water, is this a rare cloud-swallowing fish!"

Along the way, everyone's admiration for the Witch Cult came and went, and Li Tianxing kept blowing his beard and glaring, feeling that these people were like hillbillies and had never seen anything in the world.

"Are these people's sects very poor! I haven't even seen the most basic things!"

Long Yi was puzzled, such materials or fish from the Witch Evil Sect could be seen everywhere in the Wufan Palace, and even the Wufan Palace's was much stronger than the Witch Evil Sect's.

Li Tianxing laughed and explained:

"In the Wufan Realm, except for this Witch Evil Sect, all the sects have to pay tribute to our Wufan Hall every year, and every time they pay tribute, there are a number of requirements. It's good to see these small sects like these good things, and the slightly larger sects can still have some left!"

"Then let's say that our Wufan Hall is very rich, right?" Long Yi said.

"That's not it! It's impossible to say you're rich. But in this martial arts realm, if my martial arts hall dares to rank second, no one dares to be the first!"

Long Yi finally suddenly realized why Wufan Hall was so strong. Not only is the cultivation of the disciples high, but even the economic strength is very high. It's just that Long Yi didn't understand why the Wufan Hall wanted to collect offerings from these sects.

"Great Elder, then why do our Wufan Hall want to collect offerings from these sects!" Long Yi asked.

Li Tianxing looked around, pulled Long Yi to the side and said:

"Yi'er, if our Wufan Hall wants to be dominant, we must squeeze the strength of these sects, and without good resources, what can they use to cultivate. Besides, if there is discord or danger between the various sects, our Wufan Hall will also come forward to mediate. Actually, part of the resources of our Wufan Hall have been distributed to the poor, and this is an order issued by the Lord of the Thunder Hall when he took office!"

Hearing this, Long Yi admired his master a little, indeed, Lei Yuxiong was indeed from a poor background, and he had an inexplicable feeling for poor people.

In the midst of some idle talk, Long Yi was already approaching the entrance of the ring.

There was already a long queue in front of it, and in front of it was a towering mountain, and there was a huge hole at the bottom, and all the people were lined up at the entrance of the cave, ready to enter the hole.

The cave is about 100 meters long, and when you exit the cave, you are greeted by a huge stone ring, which, as you saw yesterday, is surrounded by mountains and forms a huge basin.

On the hillside around the ring, there are rows of seats, which are densely packed as far as the eye can see, and there is no problem at least accommodating 10,000 people.

Directly opposite the ring was a flattened cliff, and in the middle of the cliff were placed five golden seats, which were condescending, presumably seats for special people.

After some consideration, Long Yi and Li Tianxing also found two seats nearby to sit down, at this time, most of the seats were already occupied, and they all let out a sound of admiration from time to time, indeed, the witch evil sect had a lot of hands this time.

The cave continued to be filled with people, and it seemed that the seats were not yet able to accommodate so many people.

Suddenly, a familiar fluctuation came, and Long Yi looked at it with the fluctuation, only to see five ordinary-looking women sitting above him.

"Could it be the senior sisters!"

Long Yi muttered, and immediately withdrew his gaze after just a glance, it was not appropriate for him to meet with his senior sister at the moment, after all, they each had their own tasks.

Afterwards, Long Yi turned his gaze off the stage and accidentally found that the so-called four geniuses of the Martial Fan Realm were gathering together to talk and laugh at this time.

Suddenly, five figures flew up in front of the ring, flew straight to the five golden seats in the middle of the cliff, and then humbled each other and sat down one after another.

"Blazing!" said Li Tianxing fiercely.

Long Yi was puzzled and asked:

"Great Elder, what's wrong!"

Li Tianxing retracted his gaze, gritted his teeth and said:

"Did you see the old man in red clothes in the cliff, it was the fierce explosion of the Agni Sect, when you entered the path of life and death, the Qingyun Sect colluded with the other four sects to attack my Wufan Palace, and among them was the fierce explosion!"

Long Yi was also surprised, he couldn't imagine that such a big event had happened after he entered the road of life and death, and there were still people who dared to trouble Wufan Palace. Why didn't he know anything about it, Long Yi thought about it carefully, and felt that it should be Lei Yuxiong who deliberately didn't let him know, otherwise it would have spread when he came out.

At this time, an old man in a black robe slowly walked up to the ring, this old man was very thin, but his body looked very tough. Then, the old man raised his hands and pressed them down, and said in a loud voice:

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The field suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black-robed old man.

"The old man is the Witch Evil Sect Elder Shi Qing Ming, welcome everyone to come and participate in the genius competition held by my Witch Evil Sect!"

"In this competition, I, the Witch Evil Sect, sincerely invite all sects in the Martial Fan Realm, and appoint four sect masters as judges, they are the Flame Sect Sect Master Flame Explosion, the Wuji Gate Master Wuxin, the Wind Breaking Sect Master Feng Dangtian, and the Qitian Gate Master Wang Yang. ”

As soon as Qing Ming's voice fell, the four people in the cliff except for the middle all nodded slightly, which was regarded as greeting everyone.

"Next, I would like to invite the Sect Master of the Witch Evil Sect to speak!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the middle stood up and said in a loud voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the contemptible person is the Witch Evil Sect Sect Leader Witch Evil Ghost Yin, this time it is a great honor to hold this Genius Tournament, this time, the top three victories will have a holy treasure as a reward, I hope you must give full play to your strength. ”

"Next, this sect master announces that the Genius Tournament has officially begun!"

As soon as the voice of the witch demon ghost fell, I saw hundreds of disciples of the witch evil sect rushing into the ring and starting a carefully arranged performance.

"This Witch Cult is quite formal!"

Li Tianxing sneered, then twisted his head to the side.

After the performance, Elder Qing Ming continued to come to the stage and said:

"Next, all the contestants are invited to the front of the ring to collect the number plate, and the opponent who draws the same number is the opponent!"

Then, many people began to walk towards the ring, and Long Yi slowly got up.

It's just that the other sects are all in groups of three or five, but there is only Long Yi in the Wufan Palace, and this scene is also very lonely.

After queuing for a while, Long Yi grabbed a wooden number plate from the wooden box, which said eighty-eight, Long Yi glanced around for a week and did not see another eighty-eight, so he had to return to his seat.