On the school field outside the south gate of Yizhou City, it was already crowded with people at this time.

The ancient sect Kunlun Temple, in the rivers and lakes has always been a legendary existence, even if the world is hidden for thousands of years, the people who practice martial arts are still enthusiastic about the temple, and the people of all factions in the rivers and lakes are proud to enter the temple.

The school field was originally a place for the army to practice martial arts, and the easternmost part of the venue, which was more than three feet above the ground, was only slightly arranged by Hua Canghai, and it became a majestic and gorgeous martial arts arena.

In the open space below the ring, large and small pergolas have been erected, a total of eighteen places, representing the eighteen middle and above sects that signed up for the competition.

As for those small sects that are not famous and some loose cultivators, they can only stand at the back of the venue.

The Kunlun Dabi is about to begin, and Hua Canghai, the governor of Yizhou, as a parent official, is sitting in the supervisory seat on the right side of the ring with Zhang Juzhong, the two of them ignoring the chaos and noise in the audience, and are chatting with each other.

On the opposite side of the left, there are four referee seats, except for the Hua family, the other Xia, Shen, and Yin families each occupy a seat, and the remaining one vacant seat is reserved for whom.

Su Ling'er, who was covered with a light veil, was sitting directly above the ring, and behind her stood Linghu Innocent and Gong Tu.

A quarter of an hour later, Su Ling'er nodded to Gongsun Shu, the advisor of the Yin family in the audience.

As the host of the Kunlun Dabi who was elected by the four guardian families, Gongsun Shu, who was wearing a snow-white robe and holding a feather fan, went to the center of the ring with a radiant face, first saluted the temple seat represented by Su Ling'er, the official seat as the supervisor and the referee's seat, and then turned his gaze to the court, and said loudly: "This Kunlun Dabi, there are 1,080 children from all factions who came to sign up. After careful screening through our temple, 712 were eliminated, and the remaining 368 entered today's big competition! Through the three-day competition, one inner disciple and four outer disciples were decided. ”

Gongsun Shu paused slightly, his gaze swept majestically to the audience, and then said, "In this competition, you must not deliberately hurt people, you must not take revenge, you must not hurt people's lives, and those who violate it will be directly out." ”

Gongsun Shu, who had been told by the head of the family that he was directly designated as a disciple of the outer gate of the temple, seemed to be exhausted at this moment.

"Now, I announce the rules of the first stage of the competition, the 368 talents shortlisted today will be divided into six groups to compete, and one group will fight in the ring one by one, and finally determine the top three to enter the second day of the competition."

As soon as Gongsun said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Do you want to turn on melee mode on day one? There are a total of six groups, one group is promoted to three people, and in the end, only eighteen people can stay, and the other more than three hundred people have to be eliminated, so cruel!

In this regard, the strength of the strong disdainful state, confident that they will be able to stand out.

The medium-sized strength has a worry in his heart, afraid that he will be accidentally besieged and go out directly.

The strength is low, and suddenly has the idea of fishing in troubled waters, maybe he is lucky to get the last place.

"Quiet!" Gongsun Shu waved his hand, "The competition starts now, and the first group takes the stage!" ”

The Yizhou campus is huge, and more than 60 disciples from various sects gather on it, and it is not crowded.

Su Ling'er, who felt a little bored, suddenly jumped in her eyelids, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes, why did this fairy couple also come, is there still suspense in the first group? ”

The grim-faced Bei Ying and the white-clad Ni Xiaodie stand out in the ring, causing others to be jealous and become the first targets of most people's attacks.

The two stood side by side in the corner of the ring, sweeping a group of provocateurs out one by one in a simple and crude way.

In the blink of an eye, there were only more than 20 people left in the ring, and it seemed a little empty for a while.

The rest of the people were consciously divided into three parties.

One side was headed by a pale-skinned young man in black, a total of three people.

The other side is headed by a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, and the number is the largest, with more than a dozen, but the strength is uneven.

The remaining party is naturally Bei Ying and Ni Xiaodie.

Bei Mingyan didn't care about the eyes of everyone around him, stretched out his hand and hugged Ni Xiaodie's shoulder, and after provoking a shameful look from his lover, he didn't care, and looked left and right: "Alas, that little white face, how about we join forces, send this uncle down first." ”

The white-faced young man frowned, and he didn't have time to speak.

The man dressed as a scribe did not have the Wenxiu of a scholar at all, and said angrily: "Fuck your sister, the uncle has already seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, and you can still find such a beauty with a look of underbeating, it is really flowers and cow dung, grandpa will pull it out for you today!" ”

The referee's attitude, Bei Ming's attitude also aroused the dissatisfaction of the three heads of the Xia Shen Yin family, the three of them glanced at each other, Xia Xiaotian coughed lightly, and couldn't help but say at first, "This kid is openly ganging up in the ring, and he really looks like he is underdrawn, why not give a punishment?" ”

Shen Ao and Yin Yuexing nodded in agreement.

"Forget it, that kid looks like he is beaten all day long, it's the same everywhere!"

Li Tiantu, who took the "Nine Changes" and incarnated as the hall master of the Kunlun Temple, Li Tiantu, appeared on the referee's seat in the first place without warning, and said with a smile.

"It seems that the man and woman are acquaintances with the hall master." The three masters of the family tacitly agreed with each other, and the idea of condemning the North Immortal to be out was stillborn under the interference of Li Tiantu.

Unaware of the fact that he was almost punished and stepped down, Bei Mingyan deeply realized the feeling that Xiucai was unreasonable when he met a soldier.

The scribe Han shouted in his mouth to pull out the flowers on the "cow dung" of the North Immortal Corpse, but unfortunately it was only thunder and rain, so he only said that he would not do it, and in this short period of time, the Northern Immortal Corpse was completely degraded, and Ni Xiaodie was lifted above the Nine Heavens.

Ni Xiaodie's heart blossomed, and she pulled Bei Ming's arm hard, preventing him from hurting people, she loved to see men embarrassed, and the cute uncle opposite was still praising her, how could it be so pleasant.

Bei Shen had no choice but to ask for help from the referee, and the three heads of the Xia Shen Yin family had no feeling for Bei Shen and directly ignored his pitiful gaze.

In the end, the white-faced young man couldn't stand it anymore, so he flew up and kicked the scribe man, and snorted coldly, "Shy! ”

The leader of his own side had already been kicked out of the ring, and the remaining dozen or so cultivators who were weaker in the face of the white-faced youth's impressive momentum automatically jumped out of the ring one by one.

In the end, there were only five people left in the ring, and the North Immortal finally faced the white-faced youth.

"Brother, let's discuss it, let your two subordinates go down directly." Bei Mingyan didn't miss the white-faced young man's kindness at all, and said with a shy face.

"If I don't agree?" The white-faced young man said coldly.

"Then I'll send them down." As soon as Bei Ying's words fell, Ni Xiaodie understood, and stood between the two men without a trace.

"I don't want to bully women." The white-faced young man looked at the two subordinates expressionlessly, "You go down." ”

"Huh?" Bei Ying shrugged his shoulders, thinking that he would resist to the end, but the reversal was too big.