With the improvement of cultivation, coupled with the top-level body technique of Phantom Step, Zhang Heng's speed was so fast that only a few afterimages were left on the way.

It's just that after a while, Zhang Heng finally came to the martial arts platform, looking at the crowds in front of him, and there was no way to pass the road. Zhang Heng jumped and flew into the sky. The toes tapped on everyone's shoulders, slightly borrowed, and the speed did not decrease at all, and swept towards the martial arts stage.

After a long period of registration, the roster of several people who recorded the identity information of the participating warriors was almost overcrowded. At this time, Zhang Heng still didn't arrive, which made Yan Xiaosong feel a little anxious.

"Boy, don't throw the chain for me!" Yan Xiaosong muttered in his heart.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. Seeing this, Yan Xiaosong hurriedly looked ahead. A figure that was running rapidly appeared in his eyes, and the moment he saw this figure, Yan Xiaosong's face finally showed a smile. And the person who noticed this situation was Chang Kuan of Tianyun Academy, and his face became a little gloomy.

"Wait!Wait!And me!Zhang Heng of Qingyun City, sign up for the competition!"

Between a few shots, Zhang Heng finally landed firmly on the stage with the help of everyone's shoulders. And everyone below stared at Zhang Heng's back on the high platform angrily, and anyone who was used as a stepping stone would feel uncomfortable. Zhang Heng smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and showed an apologetic smile to the people behind him.

The matter was urgent, and Zhang Heng didn't care so much about it at that time. As the first place in the knockout round, the female messenger of the Ethereal Peak, who was responsible for recording the identity information for Zhang Heng, naturally knew Zhang Heng, and the messenger of the Ethereal Peak was also full of curiosity about Zhang Heng for the waste in the mouth of the people, so he began to look Zhang Heng up and down.

"These messengers, please fill in my name quickly, or when the game starts, I will have the reputation of running away without a fight, and I will be sorry for some of the people present. Zhang Heng urged.

Hearing this, the female envoy of the Ethereal Peak recorded Zhang Heng's name in the last place of the roster in her hand, closed the roster, and said with a smile: "You came at the right time, the time is just right." I wish you the latecomers to come ahead and shine!"

After the registration ended, the participating dancers finally gathered together and waited to be grouped. After Zhang Heng just walked into the team, he suddenly felt a few hostile eyes, and when Zhang Heng looked at these people, he immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that these people who were hostile to him were a few people in Zhang Xing's team yesterday, including Zhang Xing himself.

And when Zhang Heng's eyes looked at Long Qinglin and Lin Sen, both of them nodded at him, as if they were greeting him. In this regard, Zhang Heng also smiled and nodded, which was considered a response to the two.

As for the others, Zhang Heng didn't pay attention to them. Instead, he moved his gaze towards the high platform, and then fell on Yan Xiaosong's body. Seeing that Yan Xiaosong was looking at him with a smile at the moment, Zhang Heng also nodded slightly.

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The grouping was quickly completed, and an old man who seemed to be the host of this time came to the center of the high platform with the list in hand under the instruction of the four major academies.

Group 1: Long Qinglin, Wang Yuan, Yi Feng...

The second coarse: Lin Sen, catkins, Zhang Zhi...

Group 3: Zhang Xing, Li Yueming...

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Group 50: Zhang Heng, Xiang Tian...

Hearing the grouping, Zhang Heng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this first grouping of the four major academies would actually disperse these genius-level figures. And in the fiftieth group he is in, there doesn't seem to be any strong opponents, isn't it clear that he wants to advance.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng looked at Yan Xiaosong, and Yan Xiaosong smiled slightly and nodded imperceptibly. Seeing this, Zhang Heng immediately showed a wry smile, it was obvious that this grouping was deliberately done by Yan Xiaosong.

Grouping complete. Several old men who presided over the competition walked on several martial arts platforms, and with an exciting bell ringing, the game officially kicked off.

"The second round of the four major college admissions will be promoted!

With the loud announcement of several hosts, a terrifying aura erupted from several martial platforms, and all kinds of martial soul powers were staggered. Everyone on the stage looked at the people around each other defensively.

The knockout round is a draw of lots, a group of ten people fights, only one person wins, and the remaining nine people are eliminated. And the goal of the people on the stage is very clear, that is, to kill the strongest person first. In an instant, battles broke out in the major martial arts. Long Qinglin of the No. 1 Martial Theater was the first to be attacked by the other nine people, but judging from Long Qinglin's indifferent expression, he didn't take the cooperation of these people to heart at all.

And Lin Sen of the second martial arts platform also suffered treatment like Long Qinglin. One person against nine people, it seems to be at ease. As for Zhang Xing's side, it is more cruel, perhaps in order to vent the anger in his heart, Zhang Xing seems to have regarded these people in front of him as Zhang Heng, every time he makes a move, there will be a person who is seriously injured in his hands, and he is seriously injured, and even almost abolished.

As for Wutai, where Zhang Heng was, it was surprisingly calm at the moment. Zhang Heng stood alone in the center of Wutai, while around him, the other nine people surrounded Zhang Heng in a circle.

At this moment, the nine eyes all converged on Zhang Heng's body. Although in Qingyun City, everyone knew about Zhang Heng's awakening of a martial spirit, but these nine people did not look down on Zhang Heng because of this. Regardless of whether Zhang Heng is a waste or not, at least the defeat of Zhang Xing on the top of the Qingyun Mountain Range yesterday is an indisputable fact.

"Zhang Heng, I'm sorry! You who can defeat Zhang Xing have become a threat to us, and to deal with you, we can only choose to join forces first!"

Among the nine people, a young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old looked at Zhang Heng and said with a solemn face. In this regard, Zhang Heng just smiled indifferently, and even his expression was a little trance-like. The scene at this moment couldn't help but remind him of the time when he was once known as a genius, when he was in the Zhang family, and the younger generation of the Zhang family also valued him so much.

Just when Zhang Heng was stunned, the nine martial artists on the martial platform gave each other a look, and then shot at the same time, casting their most powerful attacks.

Airplanes!

Several fierce auras continued to erupt on the martial platform, and martial souls of different forms were also displayed in an instant. Everyone's attacks have the same purpose, they are all directed at the people in the center of Wutai!

Zhang heng!