Then, I saw the prince slowly go up the mountain under the greeting of everyone, enter the first seat at the top of the grandstand of the summit competition venue, and have a cordial conversation with several organizers around him.

"Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in place, on behalf of the Imperial Court, I announce to all the monks of the Empire that this tournament has officially begun. I hope you all can go home with a full load!"

After listening to this, the prince nodded with satisfaction, swept his eyes down, and found that the referee's deep voice slowly dispersed, and after reaching the ears of everyone present, the dense crowd around him quickly dispersed, and the number of more than 10,000 contestants started a fierce battle in their own competition area, and the prince's face immediately showed anticipation and looked at the eunuch on the right.

"Father-in-law Cao. I don't know what to see this year? Which son's son are you most optimistic about?"

"Your Highness. This year's contest will not disappoint you. There are a lot of highlights, the Zhao family and the Li family all have talented and powerful children to participate, and the Chu family, who has been absent from three competitions, will also return to the competition this year. You're sure to have a blast watching it. If you want to ask the old slave who he is optimistic about, the old slave thinks that Chu Fei, the son of the Chu family, is the most likely to win the championship. I recommend the prince to pay more attention to Chu Fei. ”

As soon as these words came out, the prince suddenly smiled happily, took out a fan with his left hand and put it in front of him, his little eyes lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that even the Chu family, who had not shown up for a long time, would participate in the competition this year, so I have to take a good look." The Chu family's peerless prince has heard of it for a long time, and if the Chu family can win the championship this year, I will be rewarded. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince!"

As the two spoke, the first round of the bout was over.

The first round of promoters was quickly produced, the Zhao family and the Li family easily entered the next round because the strength of the players sent was too strong, and Chu Fei, who was favored by the prince, did not disappoint, although the winning time in the first round took a little longer, compared to the powerful Zhao family players and Li family players, Chu Fei occupied several times the time of both sides.

In the end, he won the first game without any suspense, but the sensation brought to the surrounding audience and players was huge. Because, in the first round of the game, Chu Fei showed his amazing skills, as if he was deliberately showing off, and he stunned the opponent with dazzling flying swordsmanship before winning the game.

This way of winning is friendly and will not hurt the harmony of both sides, which is not new, so it instantly won the favor of the monks around him, and also made the prince in the highest position in the stands nod again and again, full of praise, and gave a satisfied thumbs up to the old eunuch next to him.

"Not bad! Strong cultivation, high skills, and one of the best in morality, being able to come up with such a way to win without hurting his temperament proves that this Chu Fei has a smart mind, and he is indeed a newcomer worth looking forward to. This year's champion is none other than Chu Fei. Prince Ben will definitely not be able to look away!"

Relatively speaking, Yang Qiu's promotion is a little difficult to get into the hall of elegance. Whether it is a disciple sent by the major families, or a casual cultivator who has signed up for interest and confidence, they all know how to compete to show their own extraordinary, and almost everyone is either offering magic weapons, or using the art of flying swords to divide the superiority.

Yang Qiu's competition was extremely simple, just like a martial arts person who was not even as good as a monk, but he was carrying a seven-foot long sword on his back, and he pulled out the sword to fight with his opponent. This method caused a lot of discussion among the people watching the battle around at the beginning, and some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were wrong.

"Hey? Did I read it wrong? Isn't this a monk joust? Why did this guy come out with an ordinary sword? That sword doesn't look like a magic weapon at all! What does he think of the jousting tournament?"

"It's not going to be some country hillbilly, is it? You dare to compete without even a magic weapon? I think this kid is crazy!"

"Wait, look, look! This kid actually has his sword in his hand. Doesn't he even know how to fly swordsmanship? If he doesn't know how to fly swordsmanship, he dares to participate in the monks' martial arts competition? I'm laughing to death! What a self-defeating death!"

However, after the referee reported Yang Qiu's name, such a discussion was small. But what followed was not silence, but a louder and longer mockery. Because, the people present are very familiar with the history and details of the Yuan family, and they have heard a lot of rumors about Yuan Ruofei in the early years, and they know how many catties and taels Yang Qiu has.

"Did I hear me right? This kid is the famous waste Yuan Ruofei?

"Hey, you keep quiet, I don't know if Yuan Yi is there. It's not good to be heard by him. Although the Yuan family has been in decline for hundreds of years, we should also respect this kid. It's not that he has no magic weapons, didn't we seize a batch of abandoned magic weapons a while ago, give him one. Although the quality is terrible, he is not without it. Quick, give him the piece of paper I just used to go to the hut.

There is still some smell left on it, but it's better than nothing. That's also a lightning talisman that can summon thunder and lightning, so give it to him. ”

Yang Qiu didn't care about these people's discussions, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to them, after hearing these words, he just waved his hand, as if to drive away flies, and his eyes never left his first opponent, a monk who had been smiling at him with a purple gold gourd in his arms.

"Yuan Ruofei. It's really a long time coming, my gourd immortal is really lucky today, I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I came up. It was an eye-opener for me that a waste person like you dared to come to the monk tournament. For the sake of me and you, I will let you go today, plus you are a waste, I will give you a chance.

You're rolling down here like a ball now, so I'm not going to hit you, okay?"

Yang Qiu thought that the other party was dressed extraordinarily and carried a gourd, I was afraid that he was a master, but as soon as he heard the other party speak, he was full of arguity, and when he looked at it again, the game had started for more than a minute, but the other party was slow to make a move, just talking to himself, he was very disappointed, shook his head, didn't bother to say a word, and with a quick turn of the golden pill in his body, he pulled out his sword and pointed at the gourd immortal.

At this time, I saw that the gourd immortal's face changed, and suddenly the fire flashed in his eyes, and the gourd was slapped down, suspended in the air and released a powerful suction, and he wanted to suck himself into it, Yang Qiu immediately laughed, the long sword in his hand was tight, and the speed under his feet was fast, and he narrowed the distance between himself and the gourd immortal in a few steps in an instant, and on the side of his body, the gourd was split in half.

"What!?"

Then, Yang Qiu continued to move forward, without waiting for the gourd immortal to react, as soon as his body turned, his right leg was like a whip and slammed into the opponent's face.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the gourd immortal was kicked out by himself, and in an instant, he fainted, losing to himself in the unbelievable gaze of everyone, Yang Qiu suddenly let out a cold snort with disdain, and he didn't even bother to look at the others, just exchanged glances with the referee, and saw that the referee made a promotion gesture to himself, and left the arena here to go to the next venue.

This immediately caused huge dissatisfaction among the people around them, because Yang Qiu's attitude made them feel that they were being despised .

"This is the attitude? Hmph, isn't it just a waste gourd immortal? Do you need to be so arrogant?"

"That's right, that gourd immortal's cultivation has only just reached the middle of the foundation building period. With such a weak opponent, who will lose!"

These people are both spectators and contestants, but most of them are children of large families. On weekdays, they are used to being arrogant and domineering, except for those young masters whose strength is stronger than themselves and whose status is higher than themselves, I have never seen anyone dare to ignore themselves like this.

The reason is simple, get used to it. I am accustomed to the pleasure of bullying others, so I am also used to being flattered and touted, especially those who are not as weak as themselves. In the past, when facing those weak people, these people have a very big temper, as long as they see anyone who dares to give them a white eye, they will either be angry, or they will vent their anger by all kinds of cruel means.

In their words, it's called Liwei.

Therefore, at the beginning of watching Yang Qiu's game, they didn't take Yang Qiu in their eyes, so they habitually thought that even if Yang Qiu could advance, he should be respectful to them after seeing them, after all, the cultivation in the late stage of the foundation building period is not something that ordinary people can achieve. But Yang Qiu ignored them all for a moment, and he suddenly couldn't swallow this breath.

So, in the next game, these people all made a tacit decision, if anyone touches Yang Qiu, they will never give up if they don't kill Yang Qiu. If Yang Qiu unexpectedly fails to advance when he encounters other opponents, then don't let Yang Qiu have his life to go back. After a few games, this immediately attracted the attention of the representatives sent by the big families in the stands outside the stadium.

"What the hell do you see those people doing?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm watching someone's game. Hey. It's strange that there are only three families to watch this year. Chu Fei's game was over there, and the Zhao family's game had just ended, and the Li family hadn't started yet. These twenty or thirty people gather every ten minutes, who are they watching?"

When the prince heard the discussion of the people around him, he was also immediately interested, and turned his head and whispered to the old eunuch.

"Grandpa Cao......"

The old eunuch silently clenched his fists, and with a flash of his body, he leaped up, like a real dragon rising into the air, and landed above the crowd of twenty or thirty onlookers.

Not long after, after the old eunuch returned to the prince's side and told him in detail what he had just seen and heard, a look of interest suddenly appeared on the prince's face, and he said, "Yuan Ruofei, the son of Mr. Yuan Yizheng." I didn't expect it to be quite powerful, it can attract so many people to watch, it seems that this year's competition will be really exciting!