Su Xin practiced in his mind the punch technique that had just evolved from the Thirteen Swords of Death, and before he knew it, the night passed like this.

All the geniuses have already rushed to the martial arts arena.

Su Xin also rushed to the scene, where countless geniuses were standing densely, and at this time they no longer restrained their aura.

Powerful breaths rose into the sky, revealing their presence, and the aura stirred the air around them.

However, this place has been arranged by martial arts powerhouses, and no matter how powerful the power occurs in the martial arts arena, it will not break this layer of enchantment, unless the strength exceeds the realm of controlling qi.

This is simply impossible, a genius below the Gathering Pulse Realm, even the most powerful Tianjiao from ancient times to the present, cannot be comparable to Qi Control in this realm.

Therefore, geniuses can let go of their hands and feet here, and there is no need to be afraid of problems.

The first game of the competition was not a direct competition, 24 families, the whole person was divided into two groups for free, and half of the people in each group were put in, and these people fought.

In the end, there will be 32 people in each group, and the rest of the fight will end as soon as the quota is reached.

The numbered sign on each of them has the power of this protection, and if there is danger, they can use this power, but when this power is used, it means that the person is out.

A strange enchantment power instantly divided the field into two groups, and then two protective enchantments were generated.

Su Xin's number is relatively low, and he and Luo Yuankai are in two venues.

All the geniuses are grinding their fists, looking forward to showing their skills in the battle to be held later, after all, only 64 of the last few hundred geniuses qualified, this feeling is already very small, and one of the five or six people will be able to participate in the top 64 competition, and the competition is not fierce.

These are not ordinary martial artists, every strength is not weak genius, and there will definitely be their own hole cards, this kind of game rules completely rely on their own hard power There is no way to cheat.

In the front row of the audience, there was a group of True Transmission disciples who had all passed, and there were a full eight of them.

In the end, only 12 people were able to participate in the discourse, which means that only four out of hundreds of geniuses could be chosen.

This probability is simply too small.

Unless his own strength can crush all the geniuses all the time, it will be difficult to win these four places.

"In this genius event, there are many people who are not weak. ”

Aokigawa watched as the game was about to start, and she was the first to speak, her voice was very peaceful, like an ordinary spectator discussing these geniuses.

"No matter how strong you are, can you still compete with us?" the voice was a little eerie, and the person who made the voice was also short in stature and extremely thin.

This true disciple is from the Ghost King Sect, this sect itself is very eerie and terrifying, coupled with the exercises he cultivates, resulting in an appearance that is different from ordinary people, and several true disciples next to him are subconsciously separated by a distance.

"Ghost boy, this time is different from the past, the geniuses attracted by this genius event are not as simple as they seem, but I have heard that even the descendants of the Red Dust Sword Sect have appeared in this competition. ”

"Lingchengzi, what you said destroyed your ambition, the Red Dust Sword Sect has not appeared for many years, and even if his heirs appear again, they may not be strong. ”

The ghost boy was very confident in himself, even if he was the rumored heir of the Red Dust Sword Sect, he didn't take it seriously.

Ling Chengzi smiled lightly, and didn't take Comrade Ghost's arrogant tone to heart, just looked ahead lightly.

After hearing the name of the Red Dust Sword Sect, Aoki Chuan couldn't help but be a little moved.

The founder of their Sword Sect was a disciple of a certain generation of Sword Emperors of the Red Dust Sword Sect.

Although this disciple was guided by the Sword Emperor, he did not really learn the true martial arts of the Red Dust Sword Sect, what he learned was only a sword technique re-created by the Sword Emperor after the completion of the martial arts.

As the only disciple of the Sword Emperor of that generation, he wanted to inherit the Red Dust Sword Sect, but the Red Dust Sword never recognized him, and the Sword Emperor gave up on this matter.

And those who have not been recognized by the Red Dust Sword have no way to cultivate the martial arts inheritance on the sword.

Then let this disciple always linger, in the later years of the Sword Emperor, he once wanted to seize the Red Dust Sword, but the Sword Emperor found out and directly expelled this disciple from the sect.

This disciple was unwilling, so after the Sword Emperor entered the depths of the forbidden area, he established his own sect called the Sword Sect.

Although there is no martial arts inheritance of the Red Dust Sword Sect, the sword technique passed down by the Sword Emperor is also a first-class exercise in the world.

The Sword Sect has also been able to develop as a result, until now it has become a well-known top sect in southern Xinjiang.

Aoki Chuan is a true disciple of the Sword Sect, and of course he is qualified to know the inside story.

Just like the people who knew this secret, he had an inexplicable emotion for the Red Dust Sword Sect.

"This descendant of the Red Dust Sword Sect, I would like to meet him for a while. ”

Aokikawa didn't believe how strong this deified Red Dust Sword would be, even if it was really as the legend said, each generation was extremely strong, then he himself would have to defeat this myth.

......

Su Xin looked at the eight true disciples on the audience who had revealed their martial arts spirit, and couldn't help but reveal a strong battle intent.

He wants to compare with these people, Wu Lundao is now in the most critical time, as long as he can step into the ultimate realm of the three realms, then after impacting the psychic realm through the three-in-one, he can go all the way until after the realm of the three desolations, there will be a bottleneck.

The most important thing at the moment is to pass this competition and get the final four places.

After the barrier is raised, the players can enter the barrier with the numbered plate in their hand, and when the ending is fully formed, it is the official start of the competition.

One by one, the powerhouses above the Gathering Vein Realm were shuttling among this group of geniuses, in case they were carrying pills that could improve their strength, as well as various props.

Without these external objects, the real competition is everyone's strength.

When everyone has entered the enchantment, the light blue enchantment changes into a soft light, which means that the enchantment has been completed.

"So here we go. ”

Without any time to think, a big brawl began, and all the geniuses were scuffling together just to get a place in the end.

Su Xin hid in the corner, quietly looking at the geniuses who had begun to shoot in front of him, and the corners of his mouth kept smiling.