The moment of the first round of the competition is getting closer and closer, and the whole square is quiet, and everyone is waiting quietly.

The Spirit Vein Realm alchemists of the Eight Directions Force are all ready and eager to try.

But at such a tense moment, Muyang was worried about another thing.

He listened to the voice he had just recorded twice, but he still couldn't get a satisfactory answer, he couldn't help but poke Chen Lingfeng's arm and asked, "Did the Infinite Sect Sect Master forget to say the rules of team battles just now?"

After introducing the rules of the first three days, he didn't seem to say the rules of the final team battle, so that Muyang has been struggling with this matter.

Chen Lingfeng shook his head and said, "He didn't say it, but the elders should know that when we go back tonight, the elders should hold a meeting for us." ”

The elders had all been given brocade cloths with rules written on them, so they should have a good idea of the details of the battle.

However, Mu Yang couldn't help his curiosity, so he quietly came behind Shuotian, he was mistaken for the elder of the Falling Moon Valley, so he also got a brocade cloth.

Mu Yang asked secretly, "Xiao Tiantian, can you show me the brocade cloth?"

Among these people, only Shuo Tian was the least concerned about this matter, and he had nothing to do with him, so Jinbu did not have the slightest attraction to him.

So, he nodded and was about to hand over the brocade cloth to Muyang, but when he picked up the brocade cloth, a big hand held Shuotian's hand.

Moving his gaze up along his arm, it turned out to be Xiao Qi.

At this time, he was staring at Mu Yang coldly, "Don't ask for the time being, I'll talk about it when I go back at night." ”

Xiao Qi still looked so cold, and rejected Muyang's request.

Mu Yang just wanted to be coquettish and cute, but he was slapped by Xiao Qiyi and covered his face, "Stop, go back and sit down." ”

Muyang was surprised, what was written in Jinbuli, and why did the elders have such a tacit understanding and just didn't tell the disciples?

Even Shuotian, an outsider, do they have to take care of it?

Could it be that the rules of this team battle are even more unfair than the general rules?

Mu Yang thought about it, and only this situation was the most likely.

The situation was so bad that the elders didn't want to tell the disciples.

After eating the closed door, Muyang had no choice, so he obediently returned to his seat and forced himself not to think about it anymore.

He set a goal for himself, under the condition of ensuring his own safety, try to win points for the Falling Moon Valley, according to the arrangement, tomorrow will be the competition of the refining group, he hopes to be able to win that ten points for the Falling Moon Valley in the refining weapon.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Elder Wei stood in the center of the square again, stroked his beard, and saw that the eight parties had already confirmed the candidates, so he spoke: "Then, the battle of the eight directions, on the first day, the spirit vein group refining competition has officially begun! First of all, we invite our eight judging elders to sit down!"

As soon as Wei Xun's voice fell, white light appeared on the floor in the west of the center of the square.

Immediately afterwards, the slate receded, revealing a deep pit, and a long table slowly rose up.

Eight chairs are attached to the long table, facing one of the vacancies in the Bagua direction.

After the table stopped, the slate was raised again, and at the same time, there were eight pairs of pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table, neatly arranged in a row, corresponding to a seat, and this was the position of the jury.

Cong Rong stood up, cheered up the four disciples beside him, and then walked out of the area of the Falling Moon Valley calmly and stood at the jury table.

At the same time, among the other seven major forces, an elder each came out and gathered with Cong Rong.

These noble people gathered at a table, it was inevitable to be polite to each other, and the family talked for a while, although it seemed to be amiable on the surface, but everyone had their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.

The reason why a judge is selected for each course is also for relative fairness, they are all excellent alchemists, and they are all familiar with each other, so there will be no obvious favoritism or targeted scoring.

After the judges took their seats, Wei Xun continued: "Next, let's welcome all the contestants to the field!"

"Oh, come on, brother! A little exertion can crush them!"

"Goddess! Show them your hand! Let them know that our Red Rainbow Sect is powerful!"

"Come on, I believe in you!"

"Lu Xing! Don't forget the sculpture!"

......

The square suddenly exploded like a pot, and all the disciples of all factions were excited, cheering for their fellow disciples.

Although there are few people in Luoyue Valley, and there are some senior brothers and sisters who are afraid of face and are not easy to shout, they have Muyang!

As soon as Muyang's multi-functional audio speaker is turned on, it is simply deafening, and with the voice of one person, it can overshadow all other opponents!

This made the disciples of the other sects all look at Mu Yang with disgust, but Mu Yang didn't have time to deal with them at all, so he pulled Chen Lingfeng, Qin Yun, Kong Wei, Ma Yuqi and other friends to cheer together.

Luoyue and the elders didn't stop it, let Muyang make trouble, others could shout, why couldn't they shout?

Mu Yang was a little cute like this, which made the four disciples who participated in the competition couldn't help laughing, and their hearts were warm.

In the end, Wei Xun couldn't bear it anymore, and used his spiritual power to spread his voice and suppress the audience, "Please be quiet and don't put too much pressure on the contestants." ”

In fact, everyone knows that he was mainly saying to Mu Yang, and even most of the spiritual power voices were concentrated in the direction of Mu Yang, but they were just bounced away by the powerful momentum of the falling moon.

Mu Yang observed a little, and the alchemists of other sects were basically about six, which was generally more than the number of people in the Falling Moon Valley.

The most of them were the disciples of the Jade Ding Sect, and there were eight alchemists, twice as many as the Falling Moon Valley!

A total of forty-seven teenagers stood in front of the judges, although they had not yet started, but there was already a strong smell of fire among each other.

Every outsider here is an opponent, so everyone's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

For most of them, this is the first and most important turning point in their lives on the path to monasticism, and it is a battle for glory!

Wei Xun waved his sleeves and said, "First of all, please register your information in front of the jury." ”

A total of forty-seven contestants lined up one by one, filling in their names and the sects they belonged to on the paper on the table.

This is used to grade and score the elders.

After everyone filled in the information, Wei Xun pinched the magic trick in his hand and threw it lightly to the floor under his feet, and in an instant, a total of forty-seven alchemy platforms slowly rose from the ground!