So many people cheered, but Ji Zimo didn't seem to hear anything, standing still in his seat, looking a bit of a master's demeanor.

"According to the rules of the martial arts competition, the first competition will be opened by the seeded players, and Ji Zimo is invited. The old man said loudly.

There is no privilege for seeded players, but it is an affirmation of strength and an honor, and without a certain strength, Kenben cannot become a seeded player.

The seeded players in the ancient martial arts competition are all screened out by major families, and these seeded players already have a certain reputation in the ancient martial arts world.

Of course, if some low-key casual cultivation masters are missed, these small number of masters may become the dark horses of the ancient martial arts competition, which is also the charm of the ancient martial arts competition.

The old man's voice fell, and Ji Zimo finally saw the ring, and then stood up, which attracted more cheers.

Ji Zimo still didn't hear it, calmly walked to the middle of the field, hugged his fists at the referees and saluted, then turned around and stood still, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his eyes were restrained.

"It's hypocritical to pretend to be like this. Ling Shuiyao looked very disdainful.

Lin Tian didn't care, and said with a smile: "He's not pretending, but confident, with his strength, there's really nothing to worry about." ”

"Hehe, that's because you didn't play, if you played, he would definitely have a sad face, more bitter than a bitter melon. Xiao Manxuan said with a smile, full of blind confidence in Lin Tian.

If you run wild, no one will be your opponent, Lin Tian also thought funny in his heart, if the second young lady runs away, I'm afraid no one here can control it.

At this time, the field was a little quieter, but most people were looking for Ji Zimo's opponent and wanted to know who this "unlucky man" was.

A child of the Ji family walked up again and put the bamboo tube in front of Ji Wancheng, and the bamboo stick in the bamboo tube was engraved with the name of the player.

Ji Wancheng was not so solemn this time, he drew a bamboo stick at random, and read out his name casually: "Liu Xiaoxiao!"

When Lin Tian heard this, as soon as this name came out, several people exhaled heavily, obviously glad that they didn't have to be the first to play.

In fact, the first stage of the Guwu Competition is a group stage, two by two, the two who win the most games are promoted, and the rest are eliminated. That is to say, sooner or later, the people in Group A will also meet Ji Zimo.

However, no one wants to lose the first game, because losing the first game will not only hit morale, but also may be injured by Ji Zimo's heavy hand.

Although after being injured, the organizer Langya Pavilion is responsible for treatment, but it is possible that he will lose his combat effectiveness due to injury, so he will withdraw from the competition, which will be a big loss.

Therefore, no one wants to meet Ji Zimo early, which can be regarded as a strategy.

Just in anticipation, a person walked out of the crowd, and it turned out to be a woman. The woman is not amazing, but her appearance is not low, she is a durable type, wearing a black tight-fitting suit, and she has a good figure.

As soon as the woman appeared, she focused the attention of the audience, not only because of the good figure set off by the tight suit, but also because she was the "unlucky person", Liu Xiaoxiao.

The audience was ridiculed, pitiful, and sympathetic. As soon as Liu Xiaoxiao came out, she felt the complicated eyes of everyone, but her steps were still firm.

"Hmph......" Liu Xiaoxiao snorted, obviously a master who does not admit defeat, but the ring is about strength, and it is useless not to admit defeat.

She clenched her fists slightly, and an aura emanated from her body, and everyone found that under her feet, the dust gradually rose and formed a whirlpool.

It was a phenomenon caused by her running true qi, drumming up internal force, and shaking the surrounding air, which shows that the internal force is not weak.

"The late realm of the day after tomorrow!" someone exclaimed.

Most of the audience are ancient martial artists, and their eyesight is good, and they can see that Liu Xiaoxiao is actually in the late stage of the day after tomorrow. Without a certain talent, it is impossible to reach the late acquired realm at all.

The most important thing is that Liu Xiaoxiao is still so young, with unlimited potential, and there is a ninety percent chance of achieving the innate realm in the future.

That is the innate realm, how many ancient martial artists dream of it, especially the scattered ancient martial artists, they have no resources, no powerful masters, no good exercises, it is too difficult to produce an innate master.

But Liu Xiaoxiao has this opportunity, and youth is potential.

The person who laughed just now suddenly became embarrassed, although Liu Xiaoxiao still had no chance of winning, but her strength blocked the mouths of these people.

"It's a pity, if Liu Xiaoxiao was born in an ancient martial arts family, or joined the cultivation of the Great Gate Sect, it would already be the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow at this time. The eldest lady sighed slightly, it was a pity, they were all female compatriots, and they cherished each other.

Lin Tian shook his head with a smile: "I don't think it's a pity, in the ancient martial arts competition, she attracted the attention of many bigwigs, such as the people of Qingshuang Pavilion, Tang Xuansu may take her under his command, and when the time comes, she can still get more cultivation resources." ”

In this ancient martial arts competition, in addition to those disciples of the family, the scattered ancient martial artists will be the object of attention of the big guys, no matter what the purpose is, whether it is good or bad.

The two of them in the field, dozens of meters apart, stood against each other, waiting for the order to start.

"When ......"

A bell rang, announcing the start of the competition, and everyone suddenly became excited.

But neither of them moved, Liu Xiaoxiao frowned, and said, "Why don't you take out the Sky Sword?"

"You don't deserve it!" Ji Zimo said lightly, without contempt, just a plain tone, but it was this tone that stimulated Liu Xiaoxiao.

"It's too much to deceive people!" Liu Xiaoxiao's face turned cold, his eyes contained anger, and his true qi was drumming again, and his momentum was on the rise.

The bigwigs' eyes lit up, because they could see that Liu Xiaoxiao actually had a tendency to break through, if he broke through, he would be promoted to the acquired Great Perfection realm, then he was only one step away from the innate realm.

"This is the future of the ancient martial arts world, how many people, because of this ancient martial arts competition, they can comprehend more things, and even break through. Ling Yeshan looked relieved and very happy.

Liu Xiaoxiao is fearless and fearless in the face of the huge pressure of the innate masters, and has a firm will, and there is a faint tendency to break through, which is what Ling Zishan hopes to see, and she hopes that more ancient martial artists will achieve something, because these young ancient martial artists are the future of the ancient martial arts world.

On the stage of the ancient martial arts competition, the ancient warriors bloom all their strength, stimulate their potential, and comprehend the mystery of the ancient martial arts.

Ji Zimo finally raised his eyes, but he just raised his eyes, his face was still flat, and he said calmly: "Among the scattered ancient martial artists, you are a rare leader, if you can take my punch, you will win my respect." ”

"And I'm going to take out the Sky Sword and make it more decent to lose. ”

This sounds so arrogant that the next punch is not counted as you winning, but just to win respect, Ji Zimo put his position at the top and looked down on these scattered ancient martial artists, he is a nobleman, and he is an ancient martial arts orthodox.

(End of chapter)