The Seven Veins Martial Arts is the most important event in Qingyunmen during this time, so the people in charge of this competition are all the elders of each vein who are highly respected in Qingyunmen.

And the person who spoke just now was an elder in Tongtian Peak, with an extremely high seniority.

"Who is the number two, the sixty-three, the number one in the ring competition!"

The elder looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, with a childish face and a high spirit, a white robe clinging tightly to his body, and he shouted loudly.

That strong voice, accompanied by a faint mana true qi, was transmitted to everyone's ears.

And after this elder spoke, the Qingyunmen disciples in the audience were crowded, looking around one by one, wanting to see who the first competition in the Seven Veins Martial Arts was.

You must know that this first competition was naturally able to attract everyone's attention, so I saw that all the disciples' eyes were focused on the No. 1 ring, so that the other rings became unattended.

Seeing such a scene, the heads of the eight rings looked at each other, and after making eye contact, they finally decided to let the No. 1 ring compete first, and the other rings were postponed a bit.

"Senior nephew Xiao, this ring is about to be used for competition, you ......" Seeing that Ye Xuan was still standing in the ring, the Tongtian Peak Elder in charge of the No. 1 ring couldn't help but say in his mouth, with a flattering and discussing-like tone in his tone, without the slightest arrogance or bullying the small.

After all, as the senior brother of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, Ye Xuan's seniority in Qingyun Sect is very high, far from being comparable to these elders of Qingyun Sect, and this elder himself is from Changmen Tongtian Peak, so naturally he will not embarrass Ye Xuan.

Otherwise, if someone else dares to occupy the ring like this, I am afraid that he will be beaten down a long time ago, and he can still persuade you with good words.

Hearing the elder's words, Ye Xuan nodded, and just jumped down from the stands above, landing right on this ring, occupying the position of this ring.

Ye Xuan looked at the elder, his arm was raised slightly, and a ray of light flew out from the cuff, only to see a white letter flying out of Ye Xuan's cuff, and finally landed on the vertical wooden sign in front of him.

When everyone saw Ye Xuan's movements, they looked at the paper, and saw that the number sixty-three was written on the paper!

"Hiss~"

Seeing this, everyone in the audience immediately gasped and looked at Ye Xuan, they didn't expect that in the first game of the Seven Veins Martial Arts, they would meet the recognized senior brother in the Qingyun Sect, this luck was simply amazing.

Thinking about it, everyone suddenly began to look around, their eyes were full of gloating expressions, everyone wanted to know who was going to compete with Ye Xuan in this first game, and they met Ye Xuan in the first game, this luck was really unlucky, it was estimated that they couldn't even pass the first game, and they had to lose under Ye Xuan's hands.

At the same time, everyone also looked at Ye Xuan with anticipation, for this disciple who was known as the most talented disciple of Qingyunmen for thousands of years, at the age of sixteen, he cultivated Qingyunmen's supreme determination Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the Shangqing Realm, which made everyone look forward to what kind of surprise Ye Xuan would bring them when he made a move.

And just under the ring, when countless people stared at Ye Xuan intently, there was a disciple among them, his face was as black as coal, his body began to tremble constantly, and his eyes were staring at the note in his hand, on which No. 2 was written.

Seeing this, this disciple almost blackened his eyes, fainted, and couldn't wait to cut off his hand when he had just drawn lots, this unlucky urge, he actually met Ye Xuan in the first game, this is Chengxing don't want to live by himself.

"Who's Number Two? Hurry up and come up, what kind of system will it become! Seeing that Ye Xuan was already standing in the ring, the referee in charge of this game yelled impatiently in his tone.

"Me, it's me!"

Looking at the note in his hand, a disciple in a white robe raised his hand, and the expression on his face was more ugly than that of his dead parents.

"Hey, isn't this Xiang Zhengzhi, a disciple of the first Tianyun Daoist of Luoxia Peak?"

"Yes, I heard that this Xiang Zhengzhi is the best among the disciples of Luoxia Peak, he is not more than a hundred years old, and he has already reached the tenth layer of the Yuqing Realm with one cultivation, and he has high hopes for the people of Tianyun Dao, but he is expected to sprint to the top ten of the Seven Veins Martial Arts this time."

Seeing Xiang Zhengzhi, countless Qingyunmen disciples cast sympathetic eyes on him and began to discuss them in private.

There is no way, this Xiang Zhengzhi originally had the hope of sprinting to the top ten in the Seven Veins Martial Arts this time, but it was a pity that he met Ye Xuan, the senior brother of Qingyunmen, in the first round.

Xiang Zhengzhi looked sad and indignant, and the whole person walked to the ring tremblingly, looking at Ye Xuan, who was breezy in front of him, and his face suddenly turned bitter melon color.

"Senior Brother Xiao!" Bowing slightly to Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi looked at Ye Xuan, the depression in his heart was like a surging river, originally with his own cultivation, not to mention the top ten, at least he could pass three rounds, but he met Ye Xuan in the first round, and this is the end.

"No. 3 Luoxia Peak disciple Xiang Zhengzhi against No. 63 Tongtian Peak Xiao Yicai!"

Just as Ye Xuan was looking at Xiang Zhengzhi in front of him with a playful expression, the Tongtian Peak Elder who was far away from the ring suddenly spoke.

"Wait!" Just when Ye Xuan was about to make a move, Xiang Zhengzhi on the opposite side suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly shouted: "No need to compare, I admit defeat!" ”

Looking at Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi had a bitter face, his cultivation was only at the tenth level of the Jade Qing Realm, if this kind of cultivation was second to none among the disciples of the same generation anyway, but in front of Ye Xuan, it would be too inadequate, after all, the other party was a character who broke through the Taiji Xuanqing Dao at the age of sixteen, even if he tried his best, he was probably not the opponent of the other party.

And to be honest, in the face of Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit at all, so he had to admit defeat.

"Surrender and admit defeat? Are you sure? As a referee, Elder Tongtian Peak looked at Xiang Zhengzhi with a calm expression.

"Yes, I throw in the towel!" Saying that, Xiang Zhengzhi didn't wait for others to answer, and walked out of the ring alone. In this ring, in addition to falling down and losing combat effectiveness, falling under the ring is also considered a loss, so Xiang Zhengzhi walked off the ring without hesitation, and the whole person left in a gloomy manner, with a gloomy back.

Looking at Xiang Zhengzhi, there was not the slightest ridicule in the eyes of the Qingyunmen disciples, only deep sympathy.

Although it seems very shameful to surrender without a fight, it also depends on where it is placed.

For Xiang Zhengzhi's direct surrender of defeat, everyone felt that it was right, after all, his opponent was the senior brother recognized by everyone in Qingyun Sect, a genius who was even more demonic than the Qingye Patriarch thousands of years ago.

Lose under Ye Xuan's hands, don't be ashamed.

This can only be blamed on his bad luck and meeting Ye Xuan.

"In the first game, Xiao Yicai of Tongtian Peak won and successfully advanced to the first round!"

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