The first stage of the competition is a knockout competition of nearly 10,000 yuan, and this kind of competition is obviously more difficult the further it goes, and the more famous the master, the easier it is to take the stage last.

Because the finale is the real master.

Instead of waiting for those famous masters, it is better to take the stage earlier, how can Xu Yan not see through this, so when the gray-haired old man announced the start, he directly stepped into a ring, chose a strange monk as his opponent, and became one of the first two hundred yuan babies to take the stage.

Xu Yan boarded the ring, not far from Ah Wu and the others, as soon as they saw him on the stage, these inn monks who were familiar with him looked at each other.

"The good boy came on stage so early, I'm afraid that he lacks confidence, and the cultivation of the peak of the Yuan Infant is still afraid that he will not be able to enter the Thousand Infant List. ”

"What you said is that the good son of the family may be an anxious person, and there are many masters who appear in advance. ”

"What do you know, people are calling this a good start, and they are lucky to beg for good luck, so naturally the sooner they get on stage, the better. ”

Among the monks in the same inn, a few people came to the stage, but there were also more people who planned to watch the excitement, among them, Qian Qianqian was the most nervous, holding his little hands to watch the battle for her master, and Ah Wu hugged his arms and smirked, not showing the slightest worry.

Xu Yan's opponent was a thin and withered young monk, and there was a magic circle in the ring that isolated the spiritual sense, and unless he recognized it, he could only sense the opponent's breath after he took the stage.

Xu Yan's luck was good, his opponent's realm was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and he was controlling a blood-colored flying sword with a high-grade magic weapon level.

For the majority of infant monks, the top-grade magic weapon is already the limit, and there are indeed a lot of top-grade magic weapons in the cultivation realm, but the price of the top-grade magic weapon is even more amazing, and most of those who can have the best magic weapon are monks in the late Yuan Infant period or even the peak.

Don't look at it as a high-grade magic weapon, but the flying sword of the thin young monk actually contains a strong fierce aura, and Xu Yan can see the ghost qi permeating the opponent's long sword without using his sword eyes.

"Bloody Sword, you are a member of the Bloody Sect. ”

Xu Yan sacrificed a high-grade magic weapon flying sword, and there were already many people fighting in the ring around him while he spoke, and there was no need to report his name, and there were not many opponents to talk to.

"Good eyesight, you guessed it, since you have met the master of the Blood Demon Sect, you should accept your fate!" The thin young monk's eyes flashed fiercely, and he urged the fierce sword carrying the ghost qi, and shouted in a hideous voice: "The sea of blood is surging...... Ahh

It was supposed to be a monstrous sea of blood from the Blood Demon Gate, supplemented by the many evil ghosts that were lodged on the blood sword, and an offensive based on the ferocious aura of the sword body, and before the thin young man could say the fourth word Tianzi, there were already two more sword holes in his shoulders.

Not only was he hit hard in an instant, but the thin young monk also found that the evil ghosts in his fierce sword trembled with awe, as if he had seen an even more fierce evil ghost, and he didn't dare to come out at all.

The young man of the Bloody Demon Gate saw the extraordinaryness and difficulty of his opponent, but he didn't see that the ten great demon refining souls around him were spreading their teeth and claws, if it weren't for their masters' lack of murderous intent, these refining souls would have pounced out long ago.

In order to make the battle not seem to end in an instant, Xu Yan also pretended to cast a fire spell to wrap the battlefield, so that it would be difficult for outsiders to detect the truth in the ring.

Anyway, the surrounding fires and thunder are continuous, hundreds of rings are fighting at the same time, and two hundred Yuanying masters are fighting at the same time, so it's strange that the sound can be smaller.

Every ring is a formation, and all of them are from the hands of the gods, so the Yuan Ying who fights in the ring, even if he uses all his strength, does not have to worry about affecting others, and the spell sword qi that flies outside will be blocked by the formation.

"Incendiary Spear, Thunder Spear, Water Dungeon, Ice Blade......"

Wrapped in the sea of fire, Xu Yan meticulously cast all kinds of spells, although the power was not too great, but the opponent was embarrassed.

Until he received a wide ice blade, the thin monk of the bloody door spat out a mouthful of blood, hanging his arms, his hair was scorched, his eyes were black, and his voice roared hoarsely: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! How many times have you shouted, you are going to kill them all!"

Stopping the condensed thunder spear, Xu Yan smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too nervous, I thought you were playing happily when I saw you jumping around." ”

The thin little monk of the bloody sect roared with red eyes: "I'm happy fart! I broke my arm at the beginning, how can I fight! Oh, it hurts me to death, I'm going to go down to bandage, you are ruthless!"

The thin monk jumped out of the ring and staggered away, without looking back, Xu Yan grabbed the small flag on the ring, glanced around, and found that there were already many rings that decided the winner.

Jumping out of the ring and returning to the old tree area, Xu Yan won the game and easily won a game.

"Childe is great, powerful, powerful!" Qian Qianqian greeted with a smile, like a maid, pouring tea and hammering shoulders.

"It's my turn!hehe!" Ah Wu shook his tall figure and was about to go out to find someone to compare, but he quickly turned back and smirked: "I forgot that we don't need to compete in the top ten, just wait for the final challenge, hehe, this saves trouble." ”

The top 10 of the last year's Thousand Babies list has a special right to not participate in the competition of the first two stages, just wait for the start of the third stage.

"I'm going to go around, too. The ugly ghost master pursed his lips, and he left the tree without knowing whether he was envious or jealous, and disappeared in the area where the other monks gathered in a short time.

"Childe, do you suspect that ugly and ugly ghost?" Qian Qianqian said in a low voice when he saw the master walking away.

"He's not Zhong Er, but this master is not very simple. Xu Yan glanced at the direction of the master's departure, although he could conclude that the other party was not Zhongli Fuji, but he always felt that the master was not an ordinary person.

In the distance, in the stands on the side of the Sword King Palace, Zhen Wuming, who was as steady as Mount Tai, saw Ah Wu from a distance, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Awu, he really came. ”

Looking along the direction of Awu's stage, Zhen Wuming's eyelids jumped, and he said to himself: "Isn't that girl Xu Yan's subordinate, how can she be a maid for others?" Who is the dead fat man under the tree, the style looks not small, what is written on the fan...... Good!"

The nameless boy who ran the sword eye almost bit himself, unfolded his folding fan with a brush, and slapped it twice, at this time, the other party's gaze also came, and the fat young man under the old tree smiled gently, with an indescribable strangeness at the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, Xu Yan...... That guy really didn't die! He couldn't even swallow him, he was really a scourge for thousands of years, why was he so dead?"

Zhen Wuming secretly said in his heart, he didn't recognize Xu Yan's disguised appearance now, but seeing Ah Wu and Qian Qianqian, as well as the folding fan with good characters written on it, how could Zhen Wuming still not recognize his old friend.

"This guy provokes too big a basket, it's better to stay away from him, not only the soul prison, but even Dansheng and Xuanyuan Haotian will hate him to the bone. ”

Zhen Wuming shook the folding fan and groaned secretly.

"Xu Yan, Xu Yan, we don't owe each other and should break up, you find Daozi to be friends, it's better to forget me, this son has been unlucky recently, and he was unlucky last night......"

Zhen Wuming, the top ten masters of the Thousand Infant Fight, did not need to be on stage, but the other Yuan Babies fought hard, and it was not until a day later that the first round of the first stage of the Thousand Babies Fight was over, and the second round of the competition began. 10