After the middle-aged scribe's voice settled, several huge bubbles appeared in the sky, I don't know what was wrapped in it, but it didn't make Xiaochen wait too long, and after the huge bubble appeared, it began to quickly become transparent, and gradually the sword revealed what was inside. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiaochen was not the only one who looked up at the sky, almost all of the people who were teleported to this arena were paying attention to the bubbles that appeared in the sky, and at this time, everyone found that this film was wrapped in the same person as the person who spoke before, and most of the monks like this one, there were thousands of people in total.

"All the referees have arrived, the game is about to start, this time the big competition is still the same, Miao Peak against Yufeng, Xuanqing Peak civil war, and the remaining six peaks are decided by lot. The old man Xuan Jin is honored to serve as the chief referee of this division. "It was the same middle-aged scribe who had spoken earlier, explaining to everyone present the identity of the person who appeared in the sky and the purpose of coming here.

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand to the sky, and the thousands of monks revealed from the bubble immediately turned into streamers and flew in different directions, this is the competition venue, in fact, there is no such thing as a ring square, there are various terrains, but the general range is demarcated with special marks, that is, the scope of the competition, the contestants will do whatever they want within the scope demarcated, the rules are similar to all competitions, you can't kill people, and you can lose if you go out of the range.

At this moment, there are many disciples who have begun to find the area of the divine peak to which they belong to stand well, Xuanqing Mountain Taoist clothes, the four generations, the third generation and the second generation of disciples are different, at the same time, among the four generations of disciples and the third generation of disciples, their Taoist uniforms are different according to the different divine peaks to which they belong, and they are also embroidered on the cuffs and chests to distinguish different things, like Xuanqing Peak's is a clear character, and Jianzhu Peak's is a few bamboos, the ethereal peak is embroidered with clouds, listening to the ripples embroidered by Yufeng, etc., it is very simple to distinguish, you can see at a glance, not long after, the disciples of each divine peak have already stood up, Quietly wait for the game to start.

"Qi refining competition, use weapons at will, when the game starts, the disciple who hears the name rushes to the arena as fast as possible, and if it exceeds ten breaths, it can be regarded as an automatic abstention." Xuan Jin's voice resounded throughout the arena again.

"Haotian, Haoshu, enter the No. 1 field." Xiaochen was looking around at the entire competition venue and the people who were hiding the game, and suddenly heard a somewhat familiar name, he didn't think about it for a while, he didn't care, and continued with what he saw.

"Haotian, enter the No. 1 field." The voice sounded again, and the entire space reverberated with the sound of everyone entering the room.

"Admission? Haotian! ! Thinking of entering, Xiaochen suddenly remembered, isn't Haotian just shouting himself, from the first time he heard it to the time he heard it again, the time was definitely more than five breaths, or even more, so Xiaochen suddenly rose from the ground and rushed desperately towards the No. 1 venue.

"Hao Shu is really lucky, the first game was won without a fight." Outside the No. 1 venue, someone recognized the contestants on the field, Hao Shu, who was standing alone on a piece of land at the moment, her opponent was Hao Tian, but for some reason, the entry time limit was almost over, but it had not yet appeared.

"This game."

"It's officially started." The referee in charge of the No. 1 arena had already thought that Xiaochen would not come back, and was about to open his mouth to announce Haoshu's victory, when Xiaochen came from the sky and interrupted him.

"Hmph, procrastinating, don't take it as an example." The referee's face is not very good-looking, and his first image of Xiaochen is also a lot worse, but I don't know if he will deliberately "take care" of Xiaochen in the next game.

"Senior sister, let's do it." Xiaochen stood opposite Hao Shu and said with a slight smile.

The opponent who he thought he would not appear stood in front of him again, and Hao Shu didn't know whether to be happy or sorry for the victory that Ben would easily get, "Please." She replied politely, and then began to pinch the trick.

"How is it a man?" A monk from the sidelines asked one of his companions in confusion.

"I don't know, could it be him?" The companion was apparently just as unaware as he was.

"I know, he is the male cultivator who cultivated in Ruyun Youfeng a few years ago." Another onlooker guessed Xiaochen's identity.

"No wonder you compete with a nun."

Xiaochen didn't care about walking slowly towards Hao Shu, Hao Shu didn't know Xiao Chen's intentions, and when he was puzzled, he almost messed up the magic trick in his hand, Xiaochen had a smile on his face, and moved slowly, not only Hao Shu was puzzled, but even the referee above them was also puzzled, looking at the opponent pinching the trick, Xiaochen was not wrong about anything, you know, once the opponent's trick was pinched, it means that when casting the spell, the qi refining disciple who did not make any preparations, how can he take down the spell that has been prepared for a long time at the same level, this move is undoubtedly in the eyes of most people, and admit defeat.

"Wind Blade!" Looking at Xiaochen, who was about to walk in front of him, Hao Shu snorted lightly, pinched his right hand and pointed forward, and a cyan light blade appeared out of thin air and flew towards Xiaochen.

The wind blade is a basic spell of the Qi refining period at the same level as the palm thunder, as early as when Xiaochen has not yet started to cultivate, he can hardly eat the palm thunder sent out by Ling Xiao, not to mention that now, even if this wind blade hits, it won't even hurt.

The result was all in the expectation of the audience and Hao Shu, the wind blade accurately concentrated Xiaochen's chest, the robe was cut out, and Xiaochen also stopped and looked down at his chest.

"This kid, isn't there something wrong with his head? It was defeated by a single blow. ”

"I can't even catch a blow of the wind blade, I may have just reached the qi refining period, and I really dare to start a competition."

Outside the arena, there was a lot of discussion, Xiaochen looked up at the people outside the arena, smiled, took a step, and walked towards Hao Shu at the same speed as just now, her attack just now was like a white ride for Xiaochen, it didn't hurt or itch.

Seeing that the person who had obviously fallen for his spell was walking towards him as if he was okay at the moment, Hao Shu was so flustered that he almost forgot that he still had combat power, and retreated step by step.

And the audience outside the stadium didn't understand what was happening, they only saw Hao Shu's attack hit Xiaochen solidly, but the other party just stopped to look at the place where it was hit, and then continued to walk, and then the other party didn't do anything, Hao Shu himself began to be so scared that he went straight back.

The people present, except for Xiaochen, probably only the referee above their field saw the clue, Haoshu's attack did hit Xiaochen, and it could not be regarded as ineffective, and instantly cut Xiaochen's robe and hit him in the chest, but this attack was not ineffective, but for Xiaochen, this attack had no effect at all, just like a breeze hitting a person with leaves, how could it be injured.

Xiaochen continued to approach Hao Shu step by step, and at this moment, Hao Shu's panic was not only manifested in retreating all the way, but also written on his face.

"The first field, Haotian wins." Hao Shu was still retreating, she only had Xiaochen approaching step by step in her eyes, completely forgetting that she had walked to the edge of the field, at this moment she had withdrawn from the arena with one foot, and as the referee's voice sounded, she realized that she had lost.

Looking at her appearance, it seems that she has obviously given a mouthful, which shows that her psychological quality is not enough, just like this, she is already a little clumsy.

"Why be afraid of me? You could do better. Xiaochen still walked in front of Hao Shu, who was standing in place, and said with a slight smile.

yes, why be afraid of him? At this moment, Hao Shu suddenly realized that she had been afraid of retreating, but now that she thought about it, she didn't know why she was retreating, why she was afraid, she was in a somewhat complicated mood, not just because she lost the game, but more because she seemed to understand something.

"If you are afraid, what you can do well will become unattainable." After Xiaochen dropped this sentence, like an old man, he left the venue with his hands behind his back.