On this day, the city of the dead water is particularly lively.

Today is the day when the Qing Ying Sword Sect recruits disciples and holds martial arts meetings among all clans.

All the shops on the street are closed, and the notice that "the owner is watching the martial arts competition and temporarily closed" is posted. The Qingying Sword Sect, this is the strongest sect in the Fengyue Kingdom, and the Rao is royal family must maintain a sense of awe in front of this behemoth.

In the hearts of ordinary people, it is even more of a god-like existence.

The main venue of the martial arts was placed on the execution ground of the Passing Water City, and there was no second place in the entire Passing Water City that could accommodate 500,000 people to watch and tens of thousands of people to fight. On the noisy venue, life is boiling, and as time goes by, one by one the young geniuses who participated in the martial arts show up, setting off a climax among hundreds of thousands of spectators!

"Look, that's Liu Jiahao, the young hall owner of the Liu Jiawu Pavilion. I heard that he was already in the early stage of the Ninth Fold of the Jing Yuan Realm at the age of eighteen, and he was the strongest genius of the Liu family in the past hundred years!"

"What is the eighteen-year-old Jingyuan Realm Ninefold? If you want me to say, the most powerful one this time must be those three masters and one tyrant! I have heard that the two young masters of the Lin family were both strong in the late stage of the Jingyuan Realm half a year ago, and it is said that Young Master Wang Meng is a genius who has stepped into the Earth Spirit Realm with one foot. Not to mention that there is also that little overlord of the Hong family, Hong Hu!"

"Look, Wang Meng is here!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on an exceptionally burly young man, who walked with great vigor and vigor. This person is one of the most popular in Huiwu, Wang Meng, the eldest young master of the Wang family!

"Huh?"

Wang Meng stared ahead.

Not far in front of him, two teenagers with similar faces, one cold and one sunny, walked side by side.

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes colliding in the void.

"Lin Tao and Lin Hai brothers are also here, these three heroes have arrived, and some of them have seen it now!" Everyone was excited.

"Wang Meng, long time no see!" Lin Hai said with a smile.

Wang Meng narrowed his eyes and snorted, "Who wants to meet you two little white faces?"

"Alas, it's not your fault that you're ugly, and besides, you can't be jealous of our brother's handsomeness because of your ugliness, right?" Lin Tao said.

"You ......"

Wang Meng was furious, the word ugly was his taboo scale. A fierce light burst out in his eyes, and he was about to rush up and fight with Lin Hai and the others.

"Hahaha, are the three of you standing here to greet Ben Shao?"

At this moment, a domineering voice suddenly came from outside the venue, which made the tension of the three of them instantly disintegrate, and they were replaced by a solemn look looking in the direction from which the voice came. It was a young man with a burly figure who was more burly than Wang Meng, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the whole person was like a tiger in the mountains, full of domineering charm, and walked towards the three of them with heavy steps, "Yes, yes, the three of you haven't wasted your time for more than a year." Stay in the ring later, don't let me down too much!"

With that, the burly young man strode away with the graceful figure wrapped in a black cloak behind him.

After leaving behind, Wang Meng and the three of them looked gloomy: "Damn Hong Hu, he is still as arrogant as ever." ”

"Hehe, I'd love to see how he's improved this year!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and with Hong Hu's interruption, the three of them no longer fought each other and left one after another.

Not much......

Some famous Tianjiao in Passing Water City arrived one after another, and the gray atmosphere became more and more tense.

The high-level leaders of the three major families were also present one after another, and it was the seventh elder of the Hong family, Hong Tiande, who was responsible for presiding over this time, he looked down at everyone proudly, and said lightly: "The Qingying Sword Sect recruits disciples and holds martial arts meetings of various clans. "The meeting is divided into two parts, the first part is the promotion competition, the contestants draw lots to divide into ten groups of rings, each ring competes for a winner, a total of ten people to participate in the general competition. ”

Hong Tiande glanced at everyone and said lightly: "Next, please draw your own number plates!"

After an orderly draw, the contestants were assigned to their respective rings.

There are more than 300 warriors participating in this competition, which means that there are an average of more than 30 people in each ring.

...... in the crowd

Hong Yu, who was belated, drew No. 222 and was assigned to the seventh ring.

He took the number plate in his hand, touched his nose and was a little speechless: "Do I have such a 2?"

Hong Yu's eyes scanned the contestants in the ten rings, and found that those more famous young geniuses were scattered and not in the same group. I think this is a deliberate effort by several major families to avoid these strongest contestants meeting too early.

For example, the biggest favorite Xiaobawang Hong Hu, he was placed in the first group.

Lin Hai and Lin Taoze were divided into the second and third groups.

Scanning the ten groups, Hong Yu found that there were some of them who were not weak in the pride of the sky, and even a few of them were faintly cultivators above the ninth level of the Jingyuan Realm. Hong Yu was a little unfamiliar with these people, but he didn't have much feeling, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances when he saw the figure of the eighth group wrapped in black robes nearby.

For some reason, his heart seemed to beat faster when he saw this figure.

The black-robed figure seemed to feel Hong Yu's gaze, tilted his head slightly, and under the cloak was a pair of dark green gazes, and he glanced at Hong Yu and took it back.

"This guy is so sensitive, you should be careful if you meet her in the finals. Hong Yu was secretly vigilant.

Next, Hong Yu began to pay attention to the contestants in his seventh group.

In the seventh group, there were also a few contestants who were not weak, but most of them were cultivators of the eightfold and eightfold of the Jingyuan Realm, and the strongest were only two teenagers in the early stage of the ninefold of the Jingyuan Realm. Hong Yu listened to others talking, and one of them seemed to be the young owner of the Liu Jiawu Pavilion, named Liu Jiahao.

As for the other one, Hong Yu looked a little familiar, it was Lin Yun, the young master of the Lin family who he met in the underground alliance that day!

"Half a month ago, he was still in the early stage of the Eightfold Realm of the Jingyuan Realm, and now he has advanced to the Ninefold Realm?

Lin Yun, who was in the crowd with his eyes closed, also discovered Hong Yu.

His eyes flickered, and then a grim smile appeared, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Slowly walked towards Hong Yu and said coldly: "You really came to participate in the martial arts, hehe, last time I made Young Master Ben lose such a big face in front of Sister Mengru." Don't lose before you meet Young Master Ben, I'm still waiting to beat you in public!"

Hong Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "If you are ready to stretch your face over to me again, I don't mind hitting you a little harder this time!"

"You ......"

Lin Yun's eyes sank, and he was about to make a move.

But after thinking about it, he taught Hong Yu in private that he was far from being in the ring, and everyone beat him to cry and call his mother happy. With a sympathetic smile, Lin Yun said coldly: "Let you be arrogant for a while longer, I will definitely let you die an ugly death later." ”

Hong Yu touched his nose and was unmoved.

Is it true that if you are bitten by a dog, do you want to bite it back?

"Ring No. 7, No. 198 vs. No. 201!" shouted a silver-armored sergeant in the ring.

The referees of this martial arts meeting are all strong men from the City Guard Legion of Passing Water City.

No. 198 is Lin Yun, and No. 201 is an eightfold boy in the Jingyuan Realm.

"Under ......"

The eightfold young man of the Jingyuan Realm arched his hand, and was about to introduce himself when he was interrupted by Lin Yu.

Lin Yun clasped his hands around his chest and said proudly: "No need to introduce, you are destined to be eliminated, and no one will remember your name!"

"You ......"

The young man's face was red, he was not a weak genius, how could he have been insulted like this?

was furious at the moment and launched an offensive against Lin Yu.

However......

Lin Yu is already a nine-fold cultivator in the Jing Yuan Realm, and the Lin family is one of the three major families, with a rich heritage. As soon as he made a move, it was a high-level martial art "Rolling Stone Fist", the fist style was like a rolling boulder, and the fist style that was not strong enough to smash down with one punch had already made the young man's face change drastically.

"I, I recognize ......"

The boy hurriedly wanted to admit defeat.

Lin Yun laughed fiercely, as if he wanted to vent the grievances of Hong Yu's encounter: "It's too late to admit defeat now!"

A punch fell.

"Click!"

The sound of broken bones suddenly sounded, and the eightfold young man of the Jing Yuan Realm spurted blood from his mouth and flew out upside down. His hands had been smashed to the bone, and he hung limply to the side, fainting.

"If you don't have the strength, don't come to embarrass people. ”

Lin Yun glanced at the defeated young man with disdain, slowly turned to look at Hong Yu, opened his mouth and gestured, "Boy, you're next!"

“......”

Hong Yu simply turned his head to another ring.

This made De Lin Yun feel a sense of powerlessness and aggrieved in the soft flowers, glared at Hong Yu fiercely, and left the ring.

The contestants who belonged to the No. 7 ring in the audience retreated one after another to open a road, and their eyes looking at Lin Yun had a touch of awe and fear.

"This guy is so cruel. ”

"His strength should be the ninth level of the Jingyuan Realm, which is on par with that Liu Jiahao. It seems that the strongest person in our group is one of the two of them!"

"Damn, this guy will abolish people when he makes a move, if you meet him, it's better to admit defeat early. ”

The emotion of everyone's awe echoed in his ears, and Lin Yu's face showed a hint of pride. He glanced at Hong Yu with a faint gaze, and finally looked at Liu Jiahao, another popular person in the seventh group, with a cold expression: "Liu Jiahao?

The referee glanced indifferently at the seriously injured and defeated boy, and said expressionlessly: "No. 198 wins." The next pair, 199 vs. 208!"

This time it's Liu Jiahao's turn to play!

Compared with Lin Yun's domineering and ruthlessness, Liu Jiahao seemed to be much more atmospheric, and Long Xing strode into the ring and humbly saluted his opponent. However, his opponent only had the sevenfold peak cultivation of the Jingyuan Realm, and the gap between the strength of the two was too big, so he also solved the battle with one move.

Liu Jiahao arched his hand at the defeated young man: "Accept!"

"Thank you Brother Liu for your mercy!" the young man said sincerely.

Liu Jiahao smiled slightly: "You and I have no grievances, it's just a competition!"

"Brother Liu's temperament, mind and strength are all superior, I admire him!" the young man was convinced.

The referee's gaze at Liu Jiahao also had a hint of appreciation, and his stiff face eased a little: "No. 199 wins." Next, 200 vs. 222!"

Hong Yu in the audience opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up, with a hint of long-awaited look......

"Finally, it's my turn!"