Li Jie and the others hurriedly took out the identity token.

About a moment later.

Wu Shangtian raised his hand and pointed, and a cyan jade cylinder suddenly appeared in the sky above the square, and the cyan jade cylinder automatically unfolded after it appeared, and below the square, the light on the identity token of the people shot towards the jade cylinder.

……

I saw that there were six three-zhang high platforms standing at the front end of the square, and there were ten more competition rings the size of half an acre in the center of the square.

At this time, there were only a few people in the square, and many people were coming one after another.

In a short time, thousands of people were gathered here.

Some were spectators, some were participants, and each had different expressions, some with gloomy faces, some leaping to try, and some with firm eyes.

At this moment, the time has come, and the five great elders and the main head of the sect have spoken and laughed, and the six of them have descended on the six platforms.

"There are a total of 200 people in this competition!"

"I have 200 bamboo sticks, respectively one to two hundred, the battle is decided by lottery, one to two, three to four, five to six, and so on, respectively, in the following ten rings, after the ring battle, the next group of fighters, according to the bamboo stick matching number, on their own stage competition." As he spoke, Elder Taishang threw out ninety bamboo sticks in his hand, and these bamboo sticks fell into the hands of each contestant.

"Here we refuse to use magic weapons beyond the stage of concentricity! Violators will not be allowed to participate! Wu Shangtian shouted.

Xiao Tian looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, which read, "Eighty-three".

"The opponent is Eighty-Four, who will it be?" Quartz muttered.

"Participants, No. 1 to No. 20, according to the number of bamboo sticks in their hands, are on the first to tenth rings. The competition was announced. Wu Shangtian said with a majestic face.

Soon twenty contestants went to the ring and began the competition, and for a while, there were swords and swords and spells on each ring.

"Yang Qiuyu, how many are you?"

Not far away, a girl with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes walked towards her, she was Yan Jia.

"What?"

The white-haired boy replied expressionlessly.

"What's your number?"

"Number 100."

"It's a pity, I'm the twenty-one, when this round is over, the next one will be me, otherwise we can still compete." Yan Jia said with a grin.

"You're still too tender." The white-haired boy said silently.

"By the way, Brother Lin, look at the No. 6 ring, how powerful that purple-clothed young man is."

The white-haired young man looked at the No. 6 ring and saw a burly young man fiercely competing with a handsome purple-clothed young man.

The burly young man's name is Shi An, and he has cultivated to the seventh-layer Great Perfection of Qi Condensation.

"Fan Li, I heard that you are a Qi Condensing Disciple, the first day of arrogance under Ouyang Xuecheng, three rounds have passed, but you can't defeat Shi, you are nothing more than that!" Looking at Ye Li, Shi An said with a slight mockery.

Seeing Shi An mention Ouyang Xuecheng, Fan Li's face sank, Ouyang Xuecheng was the thorn in his heart, a disciple who entered the sect half a year later than himself, and in a short period of time, he condensed ten layers of qi, so he also took away the title of the first day of his qi condensing disciple.

Fan Li was immediately furious: "I originally wanted to test your physical strength. Shi An, you can't find death! ”

I saw that his right hand was raised, and a purple long sword appeared, Ye Lijian pointed at Shi An, and the long sword shot out, and in the burst, the long sword flashed wildly several times, turning into a purple tiger.

"Roar!!"

The sound of the purple tiger roaring was heard, and the many spectators around the No. 6 ring suddenly took a few steps back, most of them watching in horror.

"Why is it that you can directly perform the chanting technique?" Seeing such a scene, Li Jie couldn't bear to look directly at him and asked.

"I'm afraid the sword in his hand is a treasure, otherwise it can't be." Xiao Tian nodded, because he and Jing Lingtian had survived with treasures in the Broken Trace Mountain Range.

"What kind of cultivation is this from?" Jing Lingtian looked at it with a contemplative face.

"Nine layers of condensation, I, Li Chuan, have studied him!"

Li Chuan replied with a smile next to him.

"Oh?" Jing Lingtian set his eyes on Li Chuan.

"I've studied you too." As he spoke, Li Chuan patted Jing Lingtian on the shoulder.

Jing Lingtian was stunned and looked at Li Chuan: "Master, you like to study others very much?" ”

"Well, as long as I'm interested, I'll study it secretly." After speaking, Li Chuan looked at Jing Lingtian affectionately.

Being looked at by Li Chuan like this, Jing Lingtian only felt goosebumps on his body, he shook his body, quickly unfolded, and moved to the side.

Looking at Jing Lingtian, who kept a distance from him and stared at him with a strange look in his eyes, Li Chuan immediately coughed dryly: "Apprentice, it's not what you think, I'm used to it..."

Before Li Chuan finished speaking, he saw that Jing Lingtian's eyes were even more strange when he looked at him, and he was about to explain that Jing Lingtian had already started to avoid it quickly.

"Haha, Master, you're so funny." Tsing Yi Quartz couldn't help laughing beside him.

Seeing Jing Lingtian leaving, Li Chuan hurriedly shouted, "It's not what you think, I'm used to joking." ”

Li Chuan found that when he shouted like this, more people around him looked at him, so he coughed dryly, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm drunk."

……

After speaking, he opened the wine gourd and drank the stuffy wine.

"Hey, brother, you also came to see Xue Luoyao?"

The white-haired young man looked in the direction of the voice, and a man in white was walking from the opposite side, and sighed in his heart: "Who is this?" ”

"Oh, brother, my name is Shen Feng, look at your talent, it's not easy." Dressed in white, he looks natural, like a scholar, literate and elegant.

"Well, you're not bad either." The white-haired boy silently threw away a sentence and did not speak.

"In the stands, that's Xue Luoyao." Shen Feng's face showed obsession, and his fingers pointed to the figure of the woman in the No. 8 ring with great excitement and said.

I saw that on the stage, a woman wearing a light blue embroidered dress was fighting with a young man.

"It turns out that she is Xue Luoyao, and her appearance is no worse than Yan Jia."

Quartz next to him touched his forehead and said with a smile.

Fighting with Xue Luoyao was a young man who had cultivated at the ninth level of condensation, because Xue Luoyao had a beautiful appearance, the young man kept his hands everywhere, and his actions were extremely reckless.

Soon, the young man was defeated, probably coveting the other party's beauty, but Xue Luoyao was a powerful person, so she didn't pay attention to it.

Xue Luoyao walked out of the ring, and under the ring, there was a surge of people, and it was inconvenient to walk, ignoring the admiration of the surrounding peers.

Seeing Yiyao leaving, most of the people around him woke up from admiration, while Shen Feng looked at Yiyao's departing back and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

However, when he looked at Yan Jiashi, the pink-clothed woman beside the white-haired boy, he was also obsessed, "Hey! ”

"Hey!" Yan Jia greeted speechlessly.

The two chatted awkwardly for a few words and walked away.

"It's my turn!" Quartz went straight up and soon won.

The white-haired boy walked to the other arenas in obscurity.

Due to the uneven cultivation, there are three layers of condensation to nine layers of condensation, and each game is carried out extremely fast, and the winner can often be separated in two or three rounds.

When it was the turn of the white-haired boy to play, his opponent, No. 99, was a sixth-layer boy of condensation, and the white-haired boy only used a simple move to repel him.

Half a day later, there are only forty-five people left who are qualified for the next round.

After the re-draw, a new round of competition opened, and the strength of the remaining thirty or so people was basically between the eighth and ninth layers of condensation, and their cultivation was comparable, and the competition was carried out extremely slowly, and almost all of them were masters.

But there are a few people who are wonderful, that is, Li Jie and others, because most of the rest are eight or nine layers of condensation, and they are all four to seven layers, and the highest is Xiao Tian's seventh layer of condensation stage.