Beigong Nianqin's heart was tense, and she controlled the two meteorite heavy swords under her feet without distraction, her characteristic is that she stepped on one foot and one on the other, according to the words of the gold medal commentator Li Yunyi, it was to step on two boats.

More than thirty contestants almost marched in unison, rushing towards Fox Valley along the route planned by the sect.

However, they had no idea what the hell awaited them ahead.

The first level, throw stones!

The sect organized a hundred disciples with strong arms to ambush them in their path, each with a pile of fist-sized stones next to each of them, which can be called the Sword Sect's goblin throwing team.

Seeing more than thirty sword lights flying from the direction of the sect from a distance, the leading disciples gave an order, and hundreds of disciples got up together, sank into the dantian, shouted, and threw the stones in their hands towards Beigong Nianqin and the others.

The contestants looked at the overwhelming and still flying stones in front of them, their eyes glazed, how could they still play like this?

In fact, this is not the most bizarre, the most bizarre sword flight competition happened many years ago, the then Sword Sect Master thought of a set of strange tricks, he used the great magic power to subdue an incomparably huge gibbon, the rules of that competition are that all the contestants must circle the raging ape monster beast three hundred times and be unscathed, the one who takes the shortest time wins.

That competition lasted for a total of a month, and almost all the Sword Sect Foundation Disciples signed up to participate, but as a result, very few successfully completed the task, and after the competition, the huge ape demon was tired into a monkey.

Of course, the Sword Sect did not treat it badly, after the sect had been a mountain guard demon beast for a hundred years, the Sword Sect gave it a creation, so that it advanced smoothly and became one of the several demon beasts with the highest cultivation in Kyushu at that time.

Okay, let's turn our gaze back to the game.

The stone wrapped in true qi came quickly, Beigong Nianqin decisively put away a heavy sword, changed to a snowboarding posture, used the put away heavy sword as a shield, and rushed all the way up.

On the other hand, Ji Xiaoling Ji Beauty, she was silent, with a wave of her sleeves, the sleeves of the pink neon skirt turned into countless strips of cloth like chaotic silk and waved wildly, smashing the nearby stones one after another.

Lang Hongxi is even better, he directly shows people with his skills, controlling the flying sword to dodge left and right, jumping up and down, and his skill is so high that even Li Yunyi, who wants to hack him, is amazed, not to mention the people watching from the sidelines of the sect.

Li Yunyi's acquaintance, Pastor Qiao of the Zongmen Law Hall, was more direct, he didn't know what method he used, he turned his law robe into a hard rattan armor, shrank his head, and rushed straight and obscenely.

Li Yunyi quietly wiped the cold sweat with his hand.

Others, such as Senior Brother Bing Ziling Bing, were exuding a cold aura all over his body, and the stones close to him were all slow, and he had already rushed out in a hurry.

And Tang Hongye, who drove the Fire Pattern Cloud Sword, was more shameless, directly following behind Bingziling, and bounced the stone frozen into ice stone at a high temperature around his body, and the speed was not slow.

Seeing this, Bing Ziling sneered, disagreed, and still moved straight forward.

However, at this moment, Lang Hongxi, who was playing with technology to attract most of the eyes, screamed miserably and fell to the dust in an instant.

Everyone looked at a small mound in front of them, a mighty and strong man stood proudly, and the tendons and flesh all over his body were almost undaring to look at directly, especially the thick arms, which were almost born to throw.

The elite of the Sword Sect Instrument Hall, the ninth-level disciple of the foundation is slaughtering the father.

Theoretically, he is also one of the players who are eligible to sign up, but he knows that his talent in swordsmanship is average, and he was entrusted with an important task by the sect, so he had to serve as the guard of this level.

His task is to smash whoever flies the fastest!

Lang Hongxi became the first victim, only to hear Lang Hongxi, who fell to the ground, shouting angrily: "Zai Father Yuan, I remember you this time, don't you smash your sword if you smash your face!" ”

Zai Fuyuan smiled, obviously having an unusual relationship with Lang Hongxi, and said in his heart: Lao Tzu is waiting for your stinky face to come up.

The next target was Beigong Nianqin, who was angry and dantian, and shot again, a stone slashed across the sky like lightning, and smashed directly on the flying sword of Beigong Nianqin as a shield, only to hear Beigong Nianqin's muffled snort, his speed decreased sharply, and he was instantly surpassed by others.

Zai Fuyuan sold one after another, smashing the contestants all over the place, and everyone was really dumb and couldn't say what was going on.

Those who were smashed down got up and continued to hurry, and those who were not smashed rubbed their bodies that were injured and rushed forward as well.

"Okay, most of our contestants have already crossed the Tianshi Henge without danger and rushed towards the second level, what awaits them, we will wait and see!"

"It appeared, the first player to reach the second level appeared, he is the little golden boy of the Sword Sect Lang Hongxi, Senior Brother Lang relied on his superb skills to become the first place again!"

At this time, Xia Feiyan took over the conversation and exclaimed, "Wow, what is the large number of black presses in front of Senior Brother Lang!" ”

As Lang Hongxi flew closer and closer, the audience suddenly became silent, and in front of the contestants was a large floating talisman pressed by black.

Almost only one person can pass through each rune.

Lang Hongxi calmed down and slowed down, but there was a warning in his ears: Those who do not advance at full speed will be disqualified from the competition!

When Lang Hongxi heard this, his scalp hardened and rushed in directly.

Then everyone in the sect heard his miserable cry, which made people feel pity.

But Lang Hongxi's speed did not decrease much, but his voice was really miserable, and the number of talismans did not increase or decrease, just like that, it seemed to float without movement, waiting for the next player to come.

In the audience, Ou Zhenyuan, who had a righteous face, sneered, how could the talisman array he had spent a whole week arranging be idle.

"Okay, it's time to reveal the mystery, this rune array is from the hand of Ou Zhenyuan, a new disciple of Fu Tang, and he has become a burst note, which has a strong power to interfere with the mind, and can be used many times, please contact if you are interested in buying...

This level is a test of how the disciples can maintain a stable flight state despite great interference from the outside world.

Everyone put away their defensive postures, and after the stone bombardment in the previous level, they all looked a little embarrassed, and then rushed into the burst note array, and immediately became miserable.

One of the disciples directly hit the talisman headlong, and as a result, the talisman exploded directly, knocking him unconscious and being eliminated.

"I forgot to mention that this popping note will explode if it is directly impacted!"

Everyone had a chill, what a sinister design, this Ou Zhenyuan is really a talent.

Only those players with a firm mind and a steady breath can resist the interference caused by the burst note array and maintain a relatively stable speed to pass safely.

At this time, two disciples had already been eliminated, and the remaining players had also made a judgment, and seven or eight people in the first echelon had successfully passed the second level.

Ahead, there is a turbulent third level.