Qingfeng didn't expect that he had been noticed by such a senior, and he was also his idol.

"The one on the south side is Huang Pushuo, the dean of the Hidden Academy, and it is said that his strength is also very high, which can be said to be second only to Nan Shuqi"

Several people also followed Meng Chen's introduction, the dean of the Hidden Courtyard was a white-bearded old man like Nan Huairen, but his face was completely opposite to him, Nan Huairen gave people a kind of old-timer-like kindness, but this person was as gloomy as an old treacherous and cunning.

"This old man looks like a bad guy no matter how he looks."

Hearing Hu Tian say this, Meng Chen hurriedly signaled him not to say anything.

"Brother Hu Tian is really fast-talking, but you must remember that trouble comes from the mouth, they are highly cultivated, and they do not allow other people's insults, if he hears it, I am afraid that my life will not be saved."

Hu Tian nodded to indicate that he understood, and he himself had realized that what he said just now was indeed inappropriate.

"Who is the person on the north side?"

Meng Chen looked at the man and thought about it carefully, but in the end, there was no result, so he could only apologize: "I don't know this person either, I haven't heard the elders say it."

At this time, the person sitting in front of Hu Ren heard the conversation of several people, this person should be a native of Nanming City, so there are more people who know him, and when he heard that Hu Tian and a few people didn't know the one on the north side, they wanted to show off.

"The guy on the north side."

As soon as the man said this, Ya'er beside Meng Chen hurriedly looked at the person who spoke viciously.

Just as he was waiting for him to explain, the man stammered, "I don't know the person on the north side, but he looks very powerful."

"Cut, what's the difference between you and not saying"

Although Hu Tian didn't know that person, he didn't prevent himself from observing, only to see that that person was not a young man like Nan Shuqi, nor was he as old as Nan Huairen, but a middle-aged man.

The face was also majestic and cold, and Hu Tian even felt that all people with advanced cultivation should put on such a posture that no one should enter.

The middle-aged man has an extraordinary bearing, as if he has a momentum that has been in a high position for a long time.

Hu Tian stared at the middle-aged man carefully, somehow, there was a sense of familiarity, but Hu Tian thought about it for a long time and didn't think of where he had seen it.

Just when Hu Tian was still thinking about the middle-aged man, a loud voice came to mind around him, and the voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"I am Nan Shuqi, the city lord of Nanming City, and I announce that the Nanming Dabi will start now, and all the matters of this Dabi will be handled by Mr. Nan, the master of the Phantom Array Pavilion, and I am only responsible for witnessing the fairness of the competition."

After speaking, Nan Shuqi's voice no longer remembered, when he spoke, everyone looked at him, but saw that his eyes did not open, his mouth did not move, and the voice was the sound of the vibration of the soul power, which also avoided that some people would not hear.

At this time, an old but very loud voice sounded, everyone knew that it was Nan Huairen's voice, but they also didn't see any movement from him, and still sat there quietly, as if the person who spoke was not him at all.

"Nanming Dabi is a very important thing, so I won't say much nonsense, there is a big than ID card in the field to stand on the square, and those who don't go are deemed to have given up this qualification"

Hearing Nan Huairen's words, some of the people in the venue began to walk towards the square, and soon there were many people standing on the square, but compared to the wide square, it still seemed very few.

When Hu Tian walked to the square, he also saw a few acquaintances, of course, they were some acquaintances who had a holiday, including Qian Ning and Bai Feng.

When Bai Feng saw Hu Tian, his eyes were still joking and contemptuous, he was frightened by Hu Tian's words that day, and later he only thought that he had a convulsion at that time, and he didn't think too much about it.

He didn't think that a second-order soul melter could really kill a fifth-order cultivator, and there were several.

And Qian Ning saw that Hu Tian seemed to be looking at a dead person, without any emotion, even the previous hatred no longer existed.

In Qianning's heart, Hu Tian is indeed no different from a dead man.

If Hu Tian really met him in the competition, he would definitely kill him by any means.

If he was lucky enough to get out of Nanming City, what was waiting was the anger of Qianyuanmen, so Hu Tian had only one way to die.

Hu Tian didn't care about the eyes of the two, it was still the same sentence, it was useless to think about it now, he could only look at the road under his feet first, and talk about the future in the future.

At this time, his heart suddenly remembered the sentence on the cliff outside Tianchi, "Sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to ask for it."

Since it is useless, it is better not to disturb yourself, Hu Tian stood quietly on the square and waited for the competition to begin.

Seeing that there was no one in the stands walking towards the square anymore, the stone tablet in the center suddenly showed the number of 2012.

"As you have all seen, there are a total of 2,12 participants in this competition, including the first round of qualifiers and two rounds of official competitions, after these three rounds of competition, the final fifty winners will have the opportunity to enter the hermitage to practice, and the top five of the fifty will receive rich rewards and glory."

Hearing this, everyone in the square excitedly talked with people they knew, as if they had been qualified to enter the hermitage or had been rewarded.

Nan Huairen also gave everyone time to absorb before continuing to talk about the rules of Dabi.

"Don't be too happy, no matter how many people Dabi has participated, after the qualifiers, there will only be a thousand left, which means that more than half of you will be eliminated in the qualifiers"

Sure enough, after saying this, many people began to frown again, and only a few people who had confidence in their own strength were indifferent to Nan Huairen's words.

"Now I'll talk about the rules of the pre-selection, each person in the pre-selection will be taken to a separate space, where a puppet monk will appear, and within the specified time, the number of destroyed puppets will be recorded, and the number of puppets ranked more than a thousand will be eliminated"

"By the way, if the number is the same, the stele will record which one reaches the number first, and the specified time is an hour, so show your strength, otherwise you won't even be able to enter the formal competition."

After speaking, Nan Huairen raised his hand and pinched out a few handprints, and the huge soul crystals under the four Taishang statues transmitted soul power to the square along the lines.

Many rune patterns appeared on the ground of the square, and in the blink of an eye, everyone disappeared, leaving only the huge stone tablet in the center to glow.

After a blur in his eyes, Hu Tian found himself in a stone hill, surrounded by countless gray stones, and nothing else.

Hu Tian knew that he should have been teleported here by the formation, and it was also possible that this place was originally the world within the formation.

Hu Tian looked around and found that he was the only one, and the others didn't know where they went, presumably like him, each monk who participated in the Great Contest had arrived in a unique environment with only his own.

At this time, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and all the thick clouds gathered together, and finally formed a human face, and if you look closely, it is exactly what Nan Huairen looks like.

Next to him was a miniature stone tablet with thousands of names listed on it, as well as an hourglass pattern, which he didn't explain too much.

The giant face in the air smiled kindly and looked at Hu Tian below.

Hu Tian knew that this was not paying attention to himself, but everyone was in his eyes at this time, which meant that everyone's performance was under the nose of this old man.

"Nanming Dabi precedent begins"

As Nan Huairen announced the beginning, around Hu Tian, one after another soul cultivators came out of the stones, in different forms, just like real people.

Hu Tian knew that these were puppets and not real monks, so he gathered his soul power and raised his fist to attack the puppet closest to him.

Although it was a puppet, the movements on his body were not wooden at all, and his body quickly dodged Hu Tian's fist, picked up the giant hammer in his hand and smashed it towards Hu Tian's heavenly spirit.

"Damn, it's so fast"

Hu Tian dodged the giant hammer with his head sideways, and his soul power fist became larger, hitting the puppet's waist with one punch.

The puppet split in two, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

Seeing the puppet monk who died tragically on the ground, Hu Tian was stunned.

"What's the situation, isn't it a puppet, why is it so realistic"