Lin Zong didn't have the slightest interest in the competition of this martial spirit realm arena, and came to Shi Hanyan: "Teacher, I'll go to the martial soul realm arena and see Tang Rou and Sha Yamei." ”

"There you go. Shi Hanyan waved his hand at Lin Zong.

The number of people in the Martial Spirit Realm Arena is much less than that in the Martial Qi Realm Arena, only about a hundred people.

"Stinky painter, you won so quickly?" looked at Lin Zong, Tang Rou asked in surprise.

Sha Yamei also looked at Lin Zong with some incredulity, their Martial Spirit Realm arena had just been completely drawn.

"No more. ”

Lin Zong shook his head: "I drew the '0' lot, so I don't have to compete." ”

Yes......

0 lots!

The two girls looked at each other there, their faces full of strange colors, and then both of them covered their mouths at the same time, and laughed out loud.

This stinky painter is really lucky.

In this regard, Lin Zong smiled noncommittally.

"You two, what kind of lottery did you draw?" Lin Zong asked Tang Rou and Sha Yamei.

"I drew 2 or 5 lots. Tang Rou shook the sign in his hand at Lin Zong.

"I drew 3 or 9 draws. Sha Yami also said.

Lin Zong nodded clearly.

The disciples of the five major sects, mixed together to draw lots, it is actually possible to draw disciples of the sect, and this probability is one in five. Once a disciple from the same sect is drawn, the competition will continue as usual and no changes will be made.

Leisurely, Lin Zong felt a few unkind gazes, and threw them at him, he turned his face and glanced at them, only to see Zhu Yuan, Changyu, Tai Shifu, and Xiao Mengxuan, who were not far away, looking at him coldly.

In this regard, Lin Zong's expression was as usual, and he didn't do anything powerful.

The four peak masters of Gongsun Deshui, Donggong Yan, Bu Xian, and Le Zhengchuang are also concentrated in the martial soul realm arena.

Obviously, they valued the Martial Soul Realm disciples in their peaks more.

"Knock knock..."

The sound of drums suddenly sounded, this was the first stage of the Yanyu Banquet, the elimination of the disciples of the five major sects.

The entire arena shook up, became enthusiastic, and their eyes were blazing.

Tang Rou and Sha Yamei also had a slight look on their pretty faces, somewhat nervous, after all, it was the first time they had experienced such a big scene.

"Don't be nervous, with your strength, there will definitely be no problem in advancing to the second stage. ”

Lin Zong said to Tang Rou and Sha Yamei.

"Hmm. ”

The two girls both took a deep breath, sank into the dantian, and then slowly spit out, trying to calm themselves down.

The deafening sound of drums suddenly stopped, and the loud voice of the host resounded throughout the audience.

"In the knockout round of the Martial Spirit Realm Arena, no matter who the opponent is, I hope you can fight with all your might, without any scruples, but you can't deliberately hurt the opponent, this is just a martial arts exchange, try to stop as soon as possible......

"All the participants here, there is only one chance, a winner, the winner, the second stage of the game, the loser, eliminated, I announce, the first stage of the martial soul realm arena of the first stage of the rain banquet, starting now, respectively draw 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 3 of the six people, into their respective fighting matches. ”

As the host's loud voice fell, six disciples with swords immediately entered the No. 1, 2, and 3 arenas respectively.

The arena where Lin Zong and the three of them are now is the No. 1 arena.

Of the six people who appeared, four entered the No. 2 and No. 3 arenas respectively.

And the two people who stayed in the No. 1 arena, one of them, Huo Ran, was Zhu Yuan.

"He turned out to be the first to appear......"

Looking at Zhu Yuan, who was carrying a sword and walking to the center of the arena, Lin Zong, Tang Rou, and Sha Yamei were all a little stunned.

"Senior Brother Zhu Yuan, come on!"

"Senior Brother Zhu Yuan, beat the opponent cleanly and neatly, and raise the prestige of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect. ”

“......”

Many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who did not sign up for this smoke and rain banquet also came to watch the excitement, and many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect shouted, after all, Zhu Yuan is the descendant disciple of Gongsun Deshui and the benchmark figure of the young disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Gongsun Deshui, Le Zhengchuang, Buxian, and Donggong Yan also had faint smiles on their faces.

Zhu Yuan held the long sword in his hand, standing proudly in the center of the arena, up and down his body, faintly releasing an invulnerable momentum.

Zhu Yuan's opponent was a disciple from the Seven Swords Sect, who was thin and tall, and at this time he stood opposite Zhu Yuan with his sword, and said to Zhu Yuan: "Disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, Fu Xue, please give advice." ”

The disciples from the Seven Swords Sect behind him also began to cheer for the shout.

"Senior Brother Fuxue, kill the opponent with a sword, so that you can show the power of my Seven Swords Gate. ”

"That's right, just kill the other party with one sword!"

“......”

Zhu Yuan ignored the shouts on both sides, he turned his head and looked at Lin Zong in the crowd.

Rookie, take a good look and see how I perform next?

Zhu Yuan snorted coldly in his heart, when the time comes, you can worship me well.

And then.

saw the young man in the crowd, waved his hand to Tang Rou and Sha Yamei beside him, and then led them to leave and enter the No. 2 arena.

This......

Zhu Yuan was stunned, this dead rookie didn't even bother to watch my game......

Damn it!

In Zhu Yuan's heart, an inexplicable anger arose in an instant, the first young disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, shouldn't his appearance be concerned and expected by all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

Why, would this rookie be so disdainful of himself?

"Disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, Fu Xue, please give advice. ”

The tall and thin Seven Swords Sect disciple behind him, seeing that Zhu Yuan didn't pay attention to him, his face became slightly gloomy, he shook his teeth, and said again.

However, Zhu Yuan still stood there motionless, not paying the slightest attention to him, just looking in a certain direction.

"What do you mean by this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"Peat, look down on us Seven Swords Sect disciples?"

“......”

The disciples of the Seven Swords Sect saw that Zhu Yuan was so arrogant, and they immediately cried out dissatisfied.

The disciples of the other sects were also stunned, this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect didn't even pay attention to the opponent's greetings, it was really too arrogant.

Even the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had a strange look on their faces, what happened to this Senior Brother Zhu Yuan? Even if he was the sect master's descendant disciple, there was no need to put on a score like this, right?

Gongsun Deshui, Bu Xian, Le Zhengchuang, and Donggong Yan also looked confused.

"Disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I don't care what your identity is in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but it is really annoying that you disrespect your opponent so much. ”

A trace of annoyance had already appeared on the face of the disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, and he said coldly.

As a result, his voice just fell.

I saw a flower in front of me, and the cold sword qi suddenly rushed to my face.

Zhu Yuan's long sword had already turned into a stream, stabbing towards his chest at great speed, and even stabbed out a terrible whistling sound.

Fu Xue was shocked and hurriedly swung his sword to block it.