The Hundred Sects Conference, the participants in this grand event, there are demon sects and decent sects, but these sects are all first-class sects in the world today without exception.

Of course, in addition to the sects, there are also some more special ones. For example, some of the personal disciples of the masters of no sect and no sect, and the strongest of the younger generation of the six gates.

In short, almost all the leaders of the younger generation in the Central Plains are here.

The format of the Hundred Sects Conference is a ring match.

There are ten rings in the ring, and after entering the ring, you have to accept the challenge of disciples from other sects. You can rest for 10 minutes after each challenge, or you can choose to continue playing.

There are ten numbers in the ring, number one to number ten, and those who cultivate to enter the day after tomorrow can only challenge number one, two, and three. Those who are not congenital can only play seven seats from No. 4 to No. 10.

As the referee explained the rules, the game officially began.

"Senior Brother Bai, which ring are you going to fight?" Jiang Lin leaned over to Bai Jingting and asked.

"Naturally, it's number one." Bai Jingting said.

"First, that's the acquired realm to challenge!" Jiang Lin said loudly, "Senior Brother Bai, are you the day after tomorrow?" ”

If this world wants to observe the other party's cultivation, it must contact the other party and feel the other party with internal force in order to judge the other party's cultivation.

Bai Jingting nodded and said modestly: "The previous retreat and accidental breakthrough are not worth mentioning. ”

Jiang Lin pursed his lips, isn't it the day after tomorrow? I'll fix it sooner or later.

"Senior Brother Bai, why don't you fight for the third, the first is a bit hanging!" Jiang Lin proposed, Jiang Lin didn't think that he Senior Brother Bai could succeed in becoming the first place.

According to the so-called novel routine, the first is definitely the protagonist, as for Bai Jingting, Shu Jianglin explained that this Senior Brother Bai is definitely not the protagonist.

"Senior Brother Ling, those who practice martial arts in our generation, even if there is a certain defeat situation ahead, they must face the last pair, and they must not be defeated before fighting." Bai Jingting said.

"......" Jiang Lin shrugged his shoulders, his thoughts were different, and he couldn't communicate.

……

Jiang Lin sat on the spectator seat and looked at the stage.

The sects and sects that come to the Hundred Sects are all very familiar, such as Emei, Wudang, Shaolin, Beggars, Tangmen, Taiyi, Mingjiao, Heimuya, Five Poisons, and Snow Mountain Sect......

Most of these schools are based on traditional martial arts novels.

It seems to be the tacit understanding of the various major sects, until now, the genius disciples of the acquired realm have not yet played, and the seats in the top three rings are still empty.

"Senior Brother Ling, Senior Brother Ouyang, you can also go up and compete with the people in the ring." Bai Jingting was not in a hurry, but proposed to Jiang Lin and Ouyang Qing, "It doesn't matter if you win or lose. ”

"I'll forget it." Jiang Lin sat paralyzed in the audience, without the slightest mentality of winning glory for the sect.

And Ouyang Qing was eager to try, his cultivation was already sevenfold at this time, although his cultivation was still a certain distance from the ninefold qi cultivation on the seven platforms, but Ouyang Qing was not false at all.

Reborn in a life, what he has is much better than in his previous life, and his internal strength is the "Zixuan True Formula" obtained in a cave in his previous life, this mental method is no worse than the "Zixia True Qi" of the Huashan Qi Sect.

As for swordsmanship, in the past ten years of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship he learned was not only Huashan swordsmanship, although it did not reach the level of swordsmanship, but it was also a small achievement.

In addition, he also has mastered the secret art of looking at qi, and can observe a person's qi, and with these, he is confident that he will occupy a position in this ring.

"Senior brother, I'll go!" Ouyang Qing said.

"Very good, come on, Senior Brother Qing!" Bai Jingting encouraged, "Which platform does the junior brother plan to challenge?" ”

"Number Ten." Ouyang Qing said.

"No. 10, he is a disciple of the Tang Sect." Jiang Lin said, "The appearance of throwing hidden weapons during the competition is very handsome, but after the competition, you have to pick it up one by one, which is a bit weak." ”

"Tang Sect, it's okay, although Tang Sect is a secret weapon sect, but the use of poisonous means has long been abandoned, the only thing I care about is whether the other party is a secret weapon or a puppet." Bai Jingting said

"It's also possible that it's a double cultivation." Jiang Lin said.

"I really have to pay attention to this, but looking at the appearance of the other party, even if I refined the puppet, I didn't bring it with me." Bai Jingting judged.

Guarding the tenth ring was a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Ming, others didn't know the other party, but Ouyang Qing knew his details well.

As Ling Hu Chong said, the other party is a secret weapon genius who cultivates both the hidden weapon flow and the puppet flow, but the other party is a little special. Tang Ming is a master of broken arms, his right arm was broken when he was young, and in its place, his right arm at this time is a puppet right arm.

……

"Tang Sect disciple, Tang Ming."

"Disciple of Huashan, Ouyang Qing."

The two made their identities clear and exchanged gifts.

"Let's get started!" As the referee announced the start of the game, Ouyang Qingruo left the arrow and rushed straight towards Tang Ming.

Several sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and several flying needles shot towards Ouyang Qing, but only very few people could see Tang Ming's technique clearly.

"When, when, when!" The three sounds were the sound of a sword colliding with a flying needle.

At this time, Ouyang Qing's eyes were exceptionally clear, and a touch of light blue appeared in the pupils of his eyes.

Seeing that one move failed to stop the opponent's pace, Tang Ming performed light skills and began to keep his distance from the opponent, and at the same time, the hidden weapon in his hand also beckoned to the opponent.

Jingle Bell!

Ouyang Qing waved the long sword in his hand and shot down the hidden weapons that ushered in him.

"It's all blocked!" Not only Tang Ming, but the crowd on the stage was also a little surprised.

"Brother Mo Yi, that kid seems to be from your Huashan, right?" An old man on the stage asked the leader of Huashan, "This kid seems to have some material!" ”

"That's nature." Yin Moyi touched his beard, and at the same time began to think about whether Huashan's disciples had such a number one?

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"I didn't expect Senior Brother Ouyang's swordsmanship to be so good." Bai Jingting looked at Ouyang Qing's performance and said.

"Bells and whistles~!" Jiang Lin looked at it and said sourly.

Bai Jingting listened to Senior Brother Linghu's words and shook his head with a smile.

On the field, the shadow of the sword was long, stabbing towards Tang Ming, and Tang Ming no longer hid, stretched out his right arm, blocking in front of him.

"Ding~!"

The sword made a crisp sound as if it had slashed at a solid stone.

"Whoosh!"

Ouyang Qing leaned back, directly dodging the hidden weapon from the right arm of the other party's puppet, which was a bone-piercing needle.

Almost instantly, Ouyang Qing retreated rapidly, and Tang Ming's entire right arm shot out a large number of hidden weapons towards Ouyang Qing, the hidden weapons were all needle-type hidden weapons, obviously the right arm could not hide the larger hidden weapons.

Jiang Lin looked at Tang Ming's right arm below, and at this time, Tang Ming's right arm was like a machine gun, constantly shooting flying needles towards Ouyang Qing.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Ming took out a small box from his clothes, and then pressed it on his right arm, and at the same time took down an identical box from his right arm.

"This magazine, wonderful!" Jiang Lin couldn't help but admire.

Humanoid submachine guns, who can withstand this.

Ouyang Qing walked on the edge of the ring, dodging the flying needles that were shot.