Autumn is crisp and clear.

All the players have entered the Kunlun faction, due to the increase in outsiders, the bodyguard strength inside Kunlun Mountain has increased a lot, and there are many monks in the foundation building period who are directly stationed at the important passes of Kunlun Mountain.

The mountains are continuous, and there is a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, and there are dozens of small stone pinnacles around it. If you look closely, the giant peak is like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop stick, and those small peaks are like little monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, Sun Wukong is leading his children to the South Heavenly Gate to kill. Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron, solemn and solemn. The red sun is rising, and the peaks are dark blue. Immediately afterwards, the mist rises, and the milky white veil separates the heavy mountains, leaving only the cyan peaks, which is really like a landscape painting with refreshing brushwork and dense ink.

The elders of the Kunlun faction made a simple speech on the high platform, and the rest of the elders of the major sects took their seats in turn. Then the referee read out the rules of the competition.

“…… In this competition, it is resolutely forbidden to intentionally injure people, and those who intentionally injure people will not only be disqualified from the competition, but will also be sanctioned; If one side concedes defeat, the other team will not attack, and the referee will announce the end of the game; It is forbidden to use magic weapons with mass destruction in this competition, but it is not limited to magic weapons, talismans, etc., and defensive magic weapons can be used. …………”

"All monks are welcome to participate in this five-sect competition. The 251st Five-Race Contest officially began. ”

"Players are invited to draw lots in their respective number boxes, there are ten number boxes in front of them, and the numbers in the number boxes are all random."

An Yiran, An Yingji, and everyone in the Holy Spirit Palace were next to each other, and they were all separated into ten number boxes to draw labels. An Yiran drew No. 532, An Yingjie No. 250, Gongsun Qi No. 1023, and Ning Xiaotong No. 1045...... The numbers drawn by these acquaintances are quite far apart!

That's good. At least there doesn't have to be a bloody thing like infighting......

The rounds are pretty fast.

The referee announced: "In the first game of this game, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, and No. 5 vs. No. 6 ............."

There were 10 sessions in total, so even though there were so many people, the rounds were very fast. More than 5,000 monks took part this time. The numbers they draw are all in front.

“………………”

"Here's No. 531 vs. No. 532."

An Yiran stood on the stage of the martial arts. This platform is almost 1.5 meters high, and whoever falls down will lose. Her first opponent was a monk in the Qi Refining Period, and she directly released the coercion of her Foundation Building Period. forced the other party off the stage alive. The first game was easily won without a fight.

Her next opponent was an old man in the foundation building period, and this monk's cultivation was even higher than her, but it could be judged from the furrow-like wrinkles on this monk's face that this monk must have been very old when he advanced.

On the stage. The two monks each stood on the side of the martial arts platform, and did not move for a long time.

An Yiran looked at the monk calmly. Observe the weaknesses of this old man. Their cultivation is very close, but in terms of actual combat experience, it is natural that this old man is superior, but An Yiran is better than her age. And there is a magic weapon to disguise her cultivation, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a little girl who practices the fifth layer of qi, and it is inevitable that she will be despised for her.

A lot of people don't take young people seriously. But in the cultivation realm, it should be the other way around.

At the beginning, He Jingzhi also saw this little girl a little clearly. But the caution he had cultivated over the years had almost become his instinct when he fought. The girl's aura, though harmless, formed a strong sense of dissonance with her flawless posture. Although this girl's posture may also be arbitrary, this girl did not directly have the kind of look that determined the outcome of this game because of the cultivation of the fifth layer of the refining weapon. So, there must be a deception.

He Jingzhi's food for so many years has not been eaten for nothing, and the people who recognize He Jingzhi below watched him hovering with a little girl for so long, and they were a little disappreciative in their hearts.

He Jingzhi found that this girl could endure more than himself, this was a selection, a competition, and there was not so much time for them to fight. Thinking of this, He Jingzhi took the initiative to reveal a flaw and attacked An Yiran's side first. The white Dao robe turned into phantoms in mid-air, and the old man's speed was even faster than she had imagined. An Yiran was a little stressed.

But it was impossible for her to be hit by someone else's blow, she seemed to dodge He Jingzhi's attack lightly, but, in fact, An Yiran felt a burst of exhaustion. That speed is a bit oppressive and forced out of cultivation, her speed exercise "Divine Journey of a Thousand Miles" has only reached the first level, focusing on illusory and soft, although the speed is also fast, but in the end it can't compare to He Jingzhi's cultivation for many years.

An Yiran's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, she miscalculated, the longer this game dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for her. Because she couldn't easily dodge He Jingzhi's attack, but He Jingzhi's speed might be a little faster!!!

An Yiran dodged He Jingzhi's next round of attacks with a bit of a wolf, his speed was still accelerating, and the attack was becoming more and more aggressive. He Jingzhi should have a wind spirit root, and the wind marks attacked An Yiran like a cruelty, she tore an earth talisman, and a tall earth wall instantly appeared in front of An Yiran. The wild wind spirit power wanted to break through this earth wall domineeringly, and the sky was full of yellow sand blown by the wind, and the earth wall gradually disappeared, but at this time, the attack strength of the wind spirit power was also much smaller.

An Yiran's face was accidentally cut by a shallow wound by a wind. Although it was shallow, it left a wound on her face. An Yiran was angry on the spot, don't you know that the most important thing for a woman is her face?

He Jingzhi will not let go of this opportunity to chase after victory, and there are several fierce winds, and there is a trace of tyranny and wildness in this wind.

If it is wild and tyrannical, what element in this world can compare to thunder?

An Yiran tried to throw a few purple thunders back, but she didn't expect those thunders to instantly disturb the wind, but her thunder was still not affected by the wind, and almost at the speed of light, she blew a crater under He Jingzhi's feet.

The audience has been paying attention to An Yingji, Gongsun Qi and others breathed a sigh of relief from their worries, found the right way, and had the courage to try, this time the little junior sister, / sister should not lose!!

An Yiran smiled confidently, of course she wouldn't lose casually, in terms of age, she was older than this old man!

(To be continued.) )