Early the next morning.

After yesterday's knockout match in the Qingyun Mountain Range, the martial artists who stayed smoothly have gathered at the martial arts stage at this moment. On the high platform of the martial arts platform, the envoys of the four major academies arrived one after another.

About a quarter of an hour passed. Seeing that the martial arts platform was already overcrowded, the envoy of the Dragon Sword Academy stood up and raised his arms for a while, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

After looking around, the envoy of the Dragon Sword Academy ascended to the top and shouted: "After a night of statistics, there are only about a hundred martial artists who successfully stayed yesterday, and the rankings of the Youth Games Mountain Range Elimination Tournament this time have also been counted separately." ”

"First place, Zhang Heng! A total of 100 tokens, hundreds of magic cores, and statistical points, 350 points!"

"The second place, there are Long Qinglin and Lin Sen, and the two teams live together. Statistical points are 300 points. ”

"Third place, Zhang Xing's team. Statistical points, two hundred and forty points!"

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With the announcement of the ranking of the envoy of the Dragon Sword Academy, everyone at the scene did not seem to feel a little surprised, for yesterday's battle on the top of the mountain, Zhang Heng defeated the three masters of Zhang Xing's team with the strength of one person, and it had already been rumored in Qingyun City. While some people were shocked that Zhang Heng was strong, others treated Zhang Heng with contempt.

They felt that the reason why Zhang Heng was able to become the first place this time was completely opportunistic and forcibly took other people's spoils. But these people all ignore one point, that is, Zhang Heng has the strength to do these things.

"What can you do if you get the first place, a waste of a first-grade martial soul, it is impossible to go far in the martial arts in this life. ”

"yes, what is the future of a piece of waste. What a waste. ”

Hearing the disdainful discussions around him, Zhang Heng always maintained a breezy and indifferent face. Turning a deaf ear to these unbearable words around you.

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, if Zhang Heng's martial soul is really just a human rank, then he will not win the battle on the top of the mountain. ”

Long Qinglin on the side shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"Alright, the first round of rankings is out. Of course, there are also benefits to those who finish in the top three, and the prizes have already been arranged to be distributed after the second round of qualifiers. ”

"Now, let me announce the rules for the qualifiers. Roughly the same as the knockout round, the remaining participating disciples will compete in groups of ten different martial arts arenas at the same time, and only one person in each group can win, and the remaining nine will be eliminated. ”

"The group is determined by drawing lots, a total of 100 lots, every 10 people draw lots at the same time, and those who draw the same are divided into groups. ”

After the envoy of the Dragon Sword Academy finished announcing the rules of the competition, there was a sudden discussion among the participating teams. Judging by this rule, this is just an unfair scuffle.

But now that the rules have been set, even if there is an element of unfairness, they can't argue with it. With a wave of the Dragon Sword Messenger's hand, ten chests covered with black cloth immediately appeared in the air, and then landed on the high platform. On the side, two envoys came out of the teams of the four major academies, holding a roster and beginning to record the names, ages, cultivations, family backgrounds, and so on.

As the first person of the young generation in Qingyun City, Long Qinglin took the lead in signing up on the high platform. The people of the Long family are also full of expectations, although Long Qinglin has been favored by the Dragon Sword Academy, but for this competition, Long Qinglin is also very fond of it.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Sen of the Lin family, Zhang Xing of the Zhang family, Liu Wu of the Liu family, Wang Tianjiao Wang Yuan, Li Yueming, the eldest young master of the Li family, and others successively ascended to the high platform.

Young warriors from all cities, towns, and villages waited for the children of these big families to sign up, and then they lined up a long line to sign up in turn.

On the high platform, Yan Xiaosong's eyes kept wandering among these warriors, searching for Zhang Heng's figure. And the same is true of Chang Kuan of Tianyun Academy, but at this time, Chang Kuan's face has an indescribable cold color.

Since yesterday on the top of the Qingyun Mountain Range, Zhang Heng defeated Zhang Xing's famous Qingyun City, but Zhang Heng disappeared as if he had disappeared.

Some people want Zhang Heng to participate, and of course some people don't want him to participate.

After Zhang Xing finished registering, he also paid attention to the surroundings, and when he saw that there was no Zhang Heng's figure, Zhang Xing was angry in his heart. At the same time, it was not only Zhang Xing who paid attention to Zhang Heng's figure, but even Long Qinglin and Lin Sen were also searching for Zhang Heng's figure.

Zhang Guoqing, the elder of the Zhang family, said in a low voice: "Xing'er, you don't need to have any burden in your heart, Zhang Heng defeated you yesterday just by opportunism." After refining the elixir left to you by Tianyun Academy overnight, your cultivation has advanced again. He has already reached the True Spirit Realm Quadruple Heaven, and Zhang Heng is only the peak of the True Spirit Realm Quadruple Heaven, he can't be your opponent!"

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Zhang Xing's face became extremely gloomy, his hands clenched into fists, and he said with murderous intent: "Father, don't worry, as long as Zhang Heng dares to appear, this time, I will definitely let him survive and not die!"

On the high platform, Chang Kuan glanced down, and after not seeing Zhang Heng's figure for a long time, he suddenly sneered at Yan Xiaosong and said: "It seems that the person you like is a turtle with a shrunken head, and that's right, knowing that this promotion match is more auspicious and less auspicious, it is normal not to show up in order to survive." ”

Hearing Chang Kuan's words, Yan Xiaosong did not confront him, but leaned lazily on the chair and said in a flat tone: "Don't worry." The person I have my eye on is not as bad as you say. Your Tianyun Academy should first care about your inner disciple, maybe this person will die in a while. ”

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At this time, Zhang Heng was completely immersed in cultivation. Under the operation of the exercises, Zhang Heng's martial soul was quietly suspended behind Zhang Heng, and a dark aura that made people feel very oppressive wrapped Zhang Heng's whole body, which looked extremely weird.

After the battle on the top of the mountain, Zhang Heng felt that his cultivation was about to break through the neck bottle, and after saying goodbye to Yan Xiaosong, he entered the cultivation.

After a night of cultivation, Zhang Heng's injuries had fully recovered, and his cultivation had also stepped from the previous peak of the True Spirit Realm Double Heaven to the early stage of the True Spirit Realm Triple Heaven. At this time, a force that made Zhang Heng feel very happy was constantly nourishing his eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the dantian was as wide as a lake that was nourished and opened up by this power, storing slowly pure spiritual power.

This cultivation not only greatly improved Zhang Heng's cultivation, but also laid a solid foundation for his future cultivation.

In addition to the Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra, the Dantian, and the key points around the body, Zhang Heng's physical body has also been tempered by a large amount of spiritual power, and it is so powerful that it is amazing. It can be said that Zhang Heng's physical body at this time, even if it is compared to the real martial arts realm, is not much better. Every inch of skin has a black power that flows endlessly.

The spiritual power of the elixir in his body had been absorbed by Zhang Heng at this moment. At this moment, Zhang Heng opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze froze, he stretched out his palms, gathered spiritual power, and pushed forward violently.

Rumble!

Under this palm, the tables, chairs, wooden stools in front of him, and even the door of the room were suddenly knocked out and scattered to the ground. Zhang Heng jumped up and landed on the ground, his slender physique full of strength. It's not the kind of muscle swelling fatness, but a real cheetah-like fluid force.

"Damn, I'm glad I'm awake. Otherwise, I would have missed today's qualifiers!Zhang Xing, are you ready to die?"

Zhang Heng's face gradually became cold. Without hesitation, the phantom step was instantly cast, and rushed towards the direction where the martial arts stage was located!