The rules of the Sword and Fairy Conference are very simple, and even very user-friendly challenges are given, giving those who have not signed up a chance to make a name for themselves.

There are a lot of people who have signed up this time, there are probably thousands of people, in addition to the new disciples, the older batch of disciples will also participate, for some geniuses, the cultivation time is not a problem at all, and the older batch of disciples may also be pulled down by them.

There is no doubt that the group of disciples of Hua Qiangu three years ago were the so-called genius cultivators.

It's just that three years have passed, and there are genius disciples from all sects of the righteous path who have risen, and some of their disciples may not be able to win a good ranking in this Immortal Sword Conference.

As Luo Eleven announced the start of the conference, the disciples of various factions who had registered for the name went up to draw lots one after another.

The situation of the lottery is also set up very simply, just in a box, loaded with some bamboo slips, each bamboo slip is engraved with a serial number, serial number one and serial number two battles, so as to push inward, until all the registered disciples get the bamboo slips.

Of course, this is only the first round, and when the next round starts, there will be another draw.

The draw was quickly over, and then the game was announced.

Immediately, the elders who were waiting in the center of the square began to recite the battle number, and groups of disciples of various factions jumped up and started the game.

The ring in the center of the square is divided into ten areas, which can be used for ten groups of contestants to compete, ten groups each time, and the efficiency is not slow.

The monks around the square watched with relish, and some people couldn't help but shout when they saw the wonderful places, and the whole square fell into a youthful and energetic atmosphere.

"It's a really boring game, and when they decide the top ten, won't it take three or four days?" Tang Feng looked at the sky and frowned.

In a competition of nearly 1,000 people, even if 500 people are eliminated in the first round and 250 people are eliminated in the second round, the daylily will be almost cold if it is eliminated all the way, right?

The most important thing is that in Tang Feng's opinion, the battle of these disciples is like a child playing with the house, you make a move, I make a move, and you can't see blood yet, what's the point?

It's boring, okay!

"Heroes see the same thing, brother, you are bored, don't you?" Just as Tang Feng was hesitating whether to make a move to disrupt the situation, a voice came out of him coldly.

Tang Feng looked back, and happened to see a fat man next to him who measured three or four hundred pounds and was sweating profusely by the crowd, this fat man was protesting all over his body at the moment, they may have all cried, shedding a drop of tears, soaking the fat man's clothes.

Tang Feng even suspected that this fat man's underwear was soaked.

"Brother Tai, I'm sorry for you." Tang Feng cast a sympathetic look.

"Hey, I have to go through it once a year, it's pitiful, it's too embarrassing for the fat man." The fat man grinned, revealing an expression that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Although he is fat, his face looks normal, and if you look closely, there is a hint of cuteness.

Tang Feng kindly reminded: "Actually, I think you can stand outside, you don't have to come and squeeze with them." ”

The fat man heard this. There was bitterness on his face: "God is pitiful, I also want to stand outside, but our head has given an order, we must carefully watch each game, and record the competition process of each genius disciple, and when the time comes, he will have to spot check, if he can't answer, it will be miserable." ”

"Tsk, that's inhumane." Tang Feng is really a little sympathetic to this fat man now, it is rare to have a person who is pleasing to the eye, and he plans to help this fat man quietly.

Immediately, Tang Feng used his Dao power to forcibly separate the crowd a little, allowing the fat man to breathe.

When the fat man saw that the crowd was a little less crowded, he didn't care, but when the conscience of the people around him found out, he wanted to give him a way to live.

"Brother, I see that you are polite and talented, I don't know what school you are from?" The fat man moved to Tang Feng's side, and it was rare to find a colleague with a common language, and he planned to get closer.

"Huh!" Tang Feng chuckled: "Brother, you are also very good, it is not only your talent, but even this fat body." ”

was teased by Tang Feng like this, the fat man laughed dryly, and he didn't get angry, as if he had long been accustomed to it.

"Brother, who do you think will win this year?" The fat man stretched his neck and looked ahead, and when he saw that he really couldn't see anything, he turned around and continued to chat with Tang Feng, as for the question of the division just now, he wisely didn't ask.

"No one will win this year!" Tang Feng smiled faintly, his face full of indescribable expressions.

"Huh!" The fat man was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled: "How can no one win the championship?" The contestants of this session are very powerful, especially the disciple Hua Qiangu, she is the favorite to win the championship this time, if she is winning the championship this time, it will be three years old, I heard that she is only nineteen years old, it is simply too powerful. ”

"Because the Fairy Sword Conference is yellow, there will be a championship there?" Tang Feng said meaningfully.

"The Fairy Sword Conference is yellow? How is it possible, the Fairy Sword Conference has been held for so many sessions, and it has never been yellow. ”

The fat man shook his head, feeling that Tang Feng's statement was completely nonsense, and there was no natural disaster, how could a good fairy sword conference be yellow.

"Don't you believe it?" Tang Feng smiled.

"Don't believe it!" The fat man nodded fiercely.

Tang Feng: "Why don't I prove it to you?" ”

The fat man was stunned: "How to prove it?" ”

"Then you see, don't be stupid." Tang Feng smiled indifferently, and didn't see him make a move, the crowd in front of him automatically separated to the side, leaving a way for him, and he walked up like this.

"This, this, you don't want to go up and stir up the situation, do you?" The fat man spoke incoherently, only to feel that his scalp had exploded.

Is this Nima a neurotic? Dare to get nervous on such an occasion?

In the fat man's opinion, this is a disturbance, and he is clearly looking for death, after all, there is still a big man of the entire righteous path sitting above, what is this not looking for death?

Tang Feng didn't answer the fat man's words, he didn't want to wait any longer, isn't there a sentence that is said well, if you can do it, try not to beep.

"What kind of disciple are you? Why are you so ignorant of the rules? Get out of here and wait. Just when Tang Feng came to the center of the square, the elder who was guarding the ring frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"Rules? Where there is me, I am the rule! Tang Feng glanced at Elder Changliu lightly, and jumped into the ring one by one.

There were two disciples in the ring who were originally fighting, Tang Feng jumped up and made them instantly stunned, didn't the rules make it clear that they could only fight in pairs? How can there be one more person?

"Get down!" Tang Feng didn't talk nonsense with them, and the majestic Dao power directly bombarded the two disciples.