There are 180 sets of two-person competitions, and every three groups can compete at the same time.

This big fight can last for six days.

Ling Luo's face was a little ugly, her exam number was obviously relatively low, but she was arranged in the first round.

It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes is obviously deliberate, and I wish she had been eliminated as soon as possible and got out of the Holy Seminary College as soon as possible.

The 300 candidates were arranged to sit in an open space in the west corner, so that they could enter at any time.

And those senior brothers and sisters who competed with them in the previous session were arranged to sit on a vacant lot in the east corner.

The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Suddenly, in the center of the open-air martial arts arena, a large golden light curtain dozens of meters high suddenly flashed.

The cheers in the Great Martial Arts Arena fell silent one after another, and all eyes were firmly fixed on the battle rankings on the light curtain.

[Fu Dong, the second-generation disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, fights against the newborn Ling Luo]

[Helian Gong, a third-generation disciple of the Holy Golden Hall, fights against the newborn Yang An]

[Xu He, a third-generation disciple of the Holy Wood Hall, fought against the freshman Shen Chang]

The spectator seats of the entire grandstand of the Great Martial Arts Fight are divided into six parts equally, and the Shengjin Hall and the Shengdan Hall are the fullest because of the large number of disciples.

The number of people in the Holy Fire Hall is the rarest, there are nine disciples in total, and now there is still a Fu Dong who wants to go down to face it, which looks even more pitiful.

Fire cultivators on the Tian Yuan Continent were already very rare, and coupled with the existence of the Saint Dan Hall controlled by the Xiling Family, no one was willing to enter the withering Sacred Fire Hall.

The remaining eight disciples of the Holy Flame Hall were all very nervous to observe the battle situation, and their senior brother Fu Dong was forced to participate in the battle because he had violated the door rules.

This is an extremely faceless thing for their Holy Flame Hall, if Senior Brother Fu Dong accidentally loses again, then the Holy Fire Hall will really not be able to raise its head in front of the other five halls!

Ling Luo's face was extremely heavy, and Xuanyuan Yangyue, who was sitting in the front row, turned her head with an extremely smug smile on her face, and said, "Hey, the first beauty in the royal capital, your luck is really declining enough, I hope you won't be too ugly when you lose for a while." ”

Words full of irony floated out of the woman's mouth, and they seemed unusually scathing.

Ling Luo didn't even raise his eyelids, and he didn't even glance at Xuanyuan Yangyue.

Arguing with something like this dog will only lower your IQ.

She wants to see herself make a fool of herself?

Then don't let the dog get lucky!

Ling Luo stood up, took light steps, and slowly walked to the center of the Great Martial Arts Arena.

On the opposite side, a man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked towards Ling Luo.

Fu Dong was wearing a blue robe of the Holy Cultivation Academy, with a second-generation disciple's jade pendant pinned to his waist, a bright red mark between his eyebrows, his face was extremely resolute, his eyes were calm, and his eyes were clear.

Ling Luo was a little surprised.

She thought that the person who fought against her would be a very evil person who broke the rules, and his appearance was very hideous. I didn't expect this Fu Dong to have such an upright look.

At this moment, from the stands of the Holy Flame Hall on the north side of the Great Martial Arts Arena, several shouts suddenly came.

"Come on, big brother!"

"Senior brother, we support you!"

"Senior brother, senior brothers have been waiting for you to come back!"

……

Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved.