Thousands of miles away, the head of the three empires, the Xuan Empire, at this moment, most of the people in the imperial capital Geyun City have gathered in one place, where the grand competition of the three empires once every ten years is being held.

The voices are boiling and lively.

In the middle of the crystal stone circular field, two white figures swaying like two white dots are fighting.

Swift spiritual power of different colors slammed into the transparent protective cover of the circular field from time to time, and the next moment they were all swallowed by the protective cover, and the killing moves that escaped did not affect the outside world at all.

The ordinary people who watched could only see two wind-like black shadows in the field, and from time to time they had a violent collision, emitting a dazzling colored light, and the others could not be seen clearly, even so, the enthusiasm for watching the battle was undiminished.

Lin Tian of the Xuan Empire, Emperor Fu Yuezhou of the Dark Ice Empire, this meaningful game, no one wants to miss it, they all opened their eyes wide, for fear of missing a little.

Both of them are dark horses who rushed out of the Imperial College election, and they were unknown people before the election, just like the crowd of onlookers, they are ordinary people.

The two stood out from so many people, and it seems that they also have the possibility of soaring.

Lin Tian and Huangfu Yuezhou's cultivation strength is comparable, and they are both scheming players, for a while, winning or losing is not a good judgment, so this game has been played for several hours.

Ordinary mortals look at the excitement, but cultivators look at the insiders.

It's just that there are very few young people who can see the fighting moves clearly on the scene.

On the judges' seat, the three old men from the three empires who are highly respected, have become fascinated by cultivation and origin, and the emperor does not dare to offend easily, are the judges of this competition.

The three of them had white hair and hair, but there were no wrinkles or age spots on their faces, and they seemed to have lived for a long time.

Cultivators all know that when they reach a certain stage of cultivation, they can change their faces on their own, whether they are old, young, or young, at any stage.

But like this, there are not many people in the entire cultivation world who want to be young or young, and they are not old, and this is quite unique.

The faces of the three of them did not fluctuate, they could not see their joy and anger, and their simple clothes, two black and one white, looked fairy-like, quite a big man's demeanor, and they were not impatient after sitting for several hours.

At this time, the minds of the three old men were all focused on the two people fighting in the arena, and their always calm expressions were slightly smiling.

After a few hours of fighting, the game was about to be decided.

In the field, Lin Tian, who was fighting on behalf of the Xuan Empire, his aura changed, and his empty hands suddenly had weapons.

It was a long sword, very ordinary, and a little mist covered it, which looked a little mysterious.

But the next moment, the misty sword turned into a white whip.

Hearing the crisp sound of 'pop~', the long whip trembled, like a long spiritual snake, and rushed towards Huangfu Yuezhou with its 'neck' high, forcing him to keep retreating, but after a while, the long whip changed shape again.

The weapons in his hands were a long sword, a short knife, and a spear...... The shape of the weapon changed in a myriad of ways, and everyone was stunned by him.

Lin Tian's weapon, is it an artifact? Why else would this be!

But his background is no more ordinary, how can he have an 'artifact'? Few people present knew Lin Tian's origins, and what he was holding in his hand at the moment was a dagger that was two fingers wide and extremely sharp.

The black eyes that were always calm and waveless narrowed slightly, and the dagger in his hand crossed a small arc in the air, and the bright light flashed, and the figure shook, and he stepped forward violently, and the dagger with cold light instantly approached the opponent.

With a sound of 'sonor~~~', Huangfu Yuezhou's long sword was broken into two, and his body couldn't help but staggered back two steps, looking at the snowy mutilated sword body in his hand, a touch of shock appeared on his calm face.

The indestructible Zimo Sword, the spirit sword given to him by Shizun, was unexpectedly broken so easily!

How could it be easy for the man he admired to teach him moves? Grabbing Huangfu Yuezhou's momentary stunned gaze, Lin Tian waved a palm in the air.

The big palm with a scorching fire attack slapped on Huangfu Yuezhou's chest, and suddenly, Huangfu Yuezhou was like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily from the air several meters high, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and no longer able to lift half of the aura.

'Wow~~~'

The crowd was agitated and boiling.

In the first round of the competition, among the three major empires, they took the lead in seizing the momentum, which is a good sign!

Compared with the elated people, the three old men with white beards on the judges' bench saw Huangfu Yuezhou's broken sword and Lin Tian's last palm, their pupils shrank suddenly.

With their vicious eyesight, they could naturally see how strong the spiritual power contained in that last palm was.

That's why they were surprised.

Lin Tian and Huangfu Yuezhou fought with all their strength for a few hours, and this young man was still able to retain the strong spiritual power that determined victory or defeat, and the winner was determined by one blow!

At first glance, the three old men knew that Lin Tian's cultivation was inferior to Huangfu Yuezhou, and they thought that they would be able to know the result of this game without fighting, but they didn't expect that.

Lin Tian, this kid, is really unexpected!

First relax the opponent's vigilance, let the opponent misestimate his strength, wait for the opponent's spiritual power to be consumed, and then give him a heavy mental blow, and finally take advantage of this move to settle the situation.

If it comes to strategy, the three of them are not as good as the old man, and they all exclaimed, what a cunning teenager!

But after all, they have lived for many years, are highly respected, and are quite face-saving, and such a shocked look returned to normal in only a moment, looking at the young man standing in the field without shock, with an appreciative smile.

In this match, he won without any suspense.

The second game is the battle between the Dark Ice Empire and the Surprise Attack Empire, and the people who watch the excitement have a lot more gossip topics than the 'dragging' battle that just ended.

And Tang Xun Ji Ze and the others, who were good friends with Lin Tian, seemed to be somewhat careless, and they all rushed together, and the cheers overshadowed the people whose gossip hearts were burning.

After Lin Tian won, there were too many people around him to congratulate him, and after Tang Xun expressed his congratulations, he squeezed out and walked around the crowd, as if he was looking for someone, a little anxious.

"Tang Xun, where are you going?" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy squeezed out of the crowd and hurriedly grabbed Tang Xun, who was walking out.

"Your game is almost here, where do you want to go?"

"You can't run away!"

Tang Xun was in a hurry to find someone, and he didn't have time to deal with this talkative little boy.

"Don't you go?" Ji Ze, who was talkative, followed her vigilantly, for fear that she would be attacked by someone at this juncture, and if she was injured and couldn't participate in the game, it would be miserable.

"What are you looking for, you name it, and I'll help you find it!"

However, Tang Xun still didn't answer him, but walked faster and faster.

"Sister, slow down!"

Tang Xun walked quickly, ignoring the person who was panting after him, and he was very anxious.