Chapter 45: The Great Battle Pavilion Mountain (I)

The next morning, when the sky was just slightly shining and the morning star was still in the sky, the top of Tingshan Mountain was already crowded with people, and the warriors were rubbing shoulders, stepping on their feet, climbing trees, and desperately competing for seats in front of the ring, all in order to see the finals.

For ordinary martial artists, being able to see a master competing in martial arts will be tantamount to helping their own cultivation, so competing for the seats in front, the people of the small town are so eager for cultivation, and they can see how crazy the people of the Bauhinia Continent are.

As a family, the four major families have fixed seats, so there is no need to get up early. Xiao Tian stood in the Xiao family's team, looking around, compared to yesterday, there were more people on the top of the mountain today.

On the top of the mountain, the ring that was destroyed yesterday has a new look today, and there are more dense stripes on the ring than yesterday.

"It seems that the Xuanist of the Seven Peaks Sword Sect is afraid that the ring will be destroyed, so he has strengthened the protection formation. Xiao Tian looked at the marks and said to himself.

When I turned my head, I saw Yue Lingling in the crowd, and I couldn't help but smile on my face, only to see that she had changed into a white dress today, and she was more radiant than before.

Yue Lingling's gaze also looked over, glanced at each other, and nodded to each other.

In the crowd, Tong Yuan closed his eyes and recuperated, while Yue Yang was communicating with his family.

"Second brother, who do you hope to be your opponent today?" Xiao Meng stepped over, pulled Xiao Tian's sleeve, and rolled his dark eyes.

"Anyone can do it, I'm not afraid of anyone" Xiao Tian smiled and said confidently.

"That's it, that's it, the fourth sister, the second brother is the strongest now, whoever touches him can only be considered unlucky! Of course, anyone can do it. Xiao Yishan smiled, and his face was full of pride after speaking.

Xiao Yidao, with a solemn face, was also happy when he heard this, his face was full of pride, because of the majesty of the head of the family, he still restrained himself, coughed a few times, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Tian'er is going to compete, don't disturb his mind, a few of you, it's okay, go to the ring more today, you can enter the finals, you are all the best, see others compete, accumulate experience, this kind of opportunity, you can't ask for it, it's good for you, you know?"

After a reprimand, the disciples of the Xiao family all lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Xiao Yidao gave a few words of advice, and walked towards the crowd randomly, and the disciples of the Xiao family also followed.

"When~"

The crisp sound of the bell spread all over the top of the mountain, echoing at the top of Tingshan Mountain, and everyone was in good spirits for a while, and instantly quieted down.

In the ring, two men in black lifted out a wooden plank and stood up, and the people who entered the top 16 walked into the ring one by one under the watchful eye of everyone.

"Oh my God, go up, it's about to begin. Xiao Yidao reminded.

Xiao Tian, who came back to his senses, slowly walked up to the stage, but his eyes looked at the black-clothed man in the crowd from time to time.

White-robed elder Ji Long smiled slightly, walked out, looked at the sixteen people on the martial arts training ground, and said loudly, "Everyone, you have been able to come this far, which is tantamount to proving that you are the leader of this generation of Sanyuan Town, but this is only limited to Sanyuan Town. There are mountains outside the mountain, a mountain is higher than a mountain, your current cultivation, don't say that the Bauhinia Continent, that is, the entire country of light, is also very low, the Seven Peaks Sword Sect, since its establishment, has been more than 5,000 years, has been the first-class force in the continent, why? Because we collect elites, not waste, in order to prove that you are not waste, pick up the sword in your hand, hit the enemy opposite you, remember, only the first place can enter the Seven Peaks Sword Sect. ”

"Ah~5,000 years of history. The disciples under the ring were amazed.

Since ancient times, prosperity must decline, Nuoda sect, can prosper for a long time, there must be its uniqueness, Xiao Tian is also secretly admired in his heart, the long history of the Seven Peaks Sword Sect.

"Next, the draw begins"

The white-robed elder pointed to the large mahogany box in the ring, which was boxy, except for a round hole at the top, which could accommodate an arm.

"In the mahogany box, there are sixteen notes, one against sixteen, two against fifteen, and they go down in turn until the winner is decided. ”

Under the square, the eyes of tens of thousands of people gathered on the mahogany box, next to the mahogany box, there was a black-clothed deacon, who was responsible for reading, and another black-clothed deacon was responsible for recording on the list.

Looking at the sixteen people on the stage, Xiao Tian was confused for a while, and a considerable number of unfamiliar faces entered the top sixteen.

Yue Lingling approached the mahogany box, took out a note, opened it, and put it in front of the black-clothed deacon.

"Yue Lingling, No. 3"

The black-clad deacon recited, and the other quickly recorded it on the list.

The draw continues, and after the draw, stay on the sidelines and get ready to start. Xiao Tian was at the end, looking at Yue Lingling's confident appearance, and smiled, Yue Lingling slowly walked up, looked at Xiao Tian, and whispered, "The last thing I want is to fight you." ”

"Why?" Xiao Tian's face was full of surprise.

"Because, I still want to live a few rounds. Yue Lingling put his hands behind his back and smiled, and the dimples on his face immediately appeared.

The people next to him nodded with a kind of agreement, and from their eyes, it seemed that they could read that I very much agree with your thoughts.

"Xiao Feng, No. 1"

Xiao Feng smiled and walked down, looked at Xiao Tian, patted his shoulder, and gave him an encouraging look.

......

When it was Xiao Tian's turn, thousands of people underground, instantly quiet, all waiting for Xiao Tian's number.

The people in the ring are also secretly praying, don't be in a group with me, never be in a group with me. The same is true of the people of the participating families underground, their faces full of nervousness.

Xiao Tian took out the note and slowly opened it, the white paper said "No. 13" on it.

glanced at the list, "Tong Yuan, No. 4", I didn't expect that his first opponent would be Tong Yuan, and Xiao Feng's opponent was a person named Tong Jun.

"Number 13, Xiao Feng. ”

The black-clad deacon recited, and the other one was recorded on the list. The people of the Tong family were like ashes, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, while the patriarchs of the other families were secretly relieved.

......

The first game, the game, Xiao Feng against the Scouts.

"When~" The crisp bell rang, echoing on the top of Tingshan Mountain, everyone was in good spirits for a while, looking at the ring intently, knowing that the main drama was about to begin.

The boy scout jumped and stepped into the ring, his figure was very chic, and there was a cheer under the ring, Xiao Feng was young and vigorous, not to be outdone, his right hand pointed forward, and in an instant, his body floated in the air, the speed was as fast as lightning, and he rushed to the ring, and the people of the Xiao family immediately clapped their hands and applauded.

Xiao Feng, with his hands behind his back, pinched out the law decision, and the long sword behind his back made a "zheng" sound, instantly detached from the scabbard, and flew obliquely in his hand, and the yellow Xuan Qi was all over the sword body. Seeing this, the boy scout's hands shook, and there was a sound of "choking~", and the big knife in front of him shook for a while, popped out of the scabbard, and slashed out.

The big war is about to break out.