Time passed, in a blink of an eye, two days and nights passed.

Since he was successfully promoted to a second-rate military general that day, Feng Wei has not relaxed on himself, and in the past two days, he has never left the inn for half a step, spent a lot of money to charter a separate courtyard, and practiced the Brute Bull Boxing method all day long.

Compared with the various skills given by the game space, the Wild Bull Boxing Method is not worth mentioning at all, however, in Feng Rebellion's view, no matter how powerful and powerful the skills given by the game space are, they are still foreign objects after all, and foreign objects can be used, but they must not be too dependent, otherwise, there will be troubles in the future, and only the strength obtained through their own hard work is what really belongs to them. To put it bluntly, Feng Rebellion still has a certain degree of vigilance and suspicion about this game space of unknown origin, besides, taking a step back, even if there is no problem with this game space, working hard to improve one's own strength is always beneficial and harmless, isn't it?

In this way, in the penance of the rebellion every day, the day of the official start of the martial arts conference is getting closer and closer.

"When—"

"When—"

"When—"

In the early morning of this day, the loud bells spread throughout the city, and immediately after, the entire imperial capital was boiling!

"It's finally begun!"

In the room, Feng Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, he knew that this was the assembly bell from the imperial capital's martial arts arena, and it was also a sign of the official start of this martial arts conference.

Getting off the bed, Feng Yi walked to the side of the bed, and looked down, he could see that countless people had walked out of the building, and the qualified contestants walked directly in the direction of the martial arts arena, while some ordinary people were consciously standing on both sides of the street, looking at the direction from which the bell came, and discussing.

Thousands of participating martial artists flocked to the martial arts arena like a tide, and the scene looked quite spectacular. And Feng Wei also quickly joined this wave of tide, just slowly walking forward with the crowd, like the most ordinary water droplets, without setting off a little wave.

After a long time, this tide of contestants poured into the parade square outside the martial arts arena before stopping, and then, the guides who had been waiting for a long time lined up the contestants one by one in order.

"When—"

As the last bell fell, the vast square, at this moment, suddenly became extremely quiet, at this time, no one dared to talk to each other, and even heard thousands of people seem to be breathing in the same rhythm.

A moment later, a powerful middle-aged man in black armor appeared in front of the contestants, this middle-aged man was sturdy and solemn, his eyes swept the audience sharply, and then, he said loudly: "Next, I read out the list of participants in this martial arts conference, and those who heard the name will report, and then enter the martial arts arena with the qualification card, and those who do not register will be disqualified." ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of missing their name.

"Zhao Guang!"

"Here!"

Hearing his name, a handsome young man in white immediately stood out of the crowd, and immediately walked to the gate of the martial arts arena and handed over his qualification card to the inspector guarding the door.

The inspector took the qualification card, carefully inspected it, and then waved his hand: "Pass!"

"Wang Zhan!"

"Here!"

"Liu Dekai!"

"Here!"

"Sun Hui!"

"Here!"

......

I have to say that this list of participants is really long enough, and after half an hour, there are still more than half of the contestants waiting outside the martial arts arena. However, Rao is like this, in the meantime, no one dares to show a trace of impatience, even if some disciples of the family feel drowsy, but the stakes are very high, they all try to keep themselves awake, otherwise if they miss their name, they will have to regret it.

"Rebellion!"

Finally, after about half an hour, the name of Feng Yi was finally read. And then, Feng Wei also successfully entered the martial arts arena.

Walking into the martial arts arena, looking at it, the appearance of the arena is very different from the day of the registration test, the original horse Pingchuan martial arts arena appeared at this time ten giant rings of nearly a thousand zhang in size, each ring is made of black crystals used in the test that day, and the audience around the martial arts arena is also gathered a lot of people, looking at the temperament of these people, they should be the dignitaries and nobles of the imperial capital, after all, ordinary people are not qualified to enter the martial arts arena to watch the battle.

After looking at it for a while, Feng Yi walked towards an open space in the southeast corner of the martial arts arena, where the rest area before the contestants entered the arena, where all the contestants who had entered the arena before had gathered.

"Hehe, this brother, hello!"

As soon as he stepped into the rest area, a short, fat young man with a gorgeous dress and a round body came up with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Feng Wei glanced at him lightly, and subconsciously frowned.

This fat man has big ears, curved eyebrows and a small mouth, and there are two dimples on his face when he laughs. However, Feng Yi never judges people by his appearance, in his previous life, his uncle who ruthlessly sent him to a mental hospital was also a virtuous elder who seemed to be kind and kind, however, under his kind face there was a greedy and vicious black heart. Since then, Feng Rebellion has never trusted anyone easily, and in this life, so far, the only one who has been trusted by Feng Rebellion is the dead Feng Lie.

In the face of Feng Shun's indifferent attitude, the fat man didn't care, and still said with a smile: "Shaoyun below, from the Fang family in Youcheng, dare to ask Brother Tai ......"

"Speak up!" Feng Shun interrupted Fang Shaoyun's words with an impatient expression, he had always been the last to see people who talked around the corner.

"Uh~"

Fang Shaoyun was slightly stunned, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses, smiled "haha", and said: "Okay, it seems that Brother Tai is a cool person, then I will say it directly, Brother Tai should know that the first preliminary match of this martial arts conference is a melee in the ring, at that time, if I and Brother Tai are divided into a group, it is better to join forces first......"

"Not interested!"

Without waiting for Fang Shaoyun to finish speaking, Feng Wei turned around and left directly.

The rules of each martial arts conference are the same, and Feng Wei is naturally clear, the first preliminary round is a melee in the ring, and every group of 100 people is divided into a ring for a melee, and the last person who stays in the ring is the winner and advances to the next round. If you want to stand out among these 100 people, it is obviously impossible to rely on individual strength alone, after all, no matter how strong your personal strength is, it is difficult to achieve one enemy against a hundred, so uniting other martial artists is the king.

Although such a union is only a temporary expedient measure, and in the end, there is still a winner between each other, but in any case, it is better than fighting alone. And this Fang Ziyun found Feng Rebellion, which obviously means the same. It's just that Feng Wei has no interest in the so-called joining forces at all, not to mention that he is extremely reluctant to get along with strangers, just with his current second-rate martial arts strength, it is easy to win the preliminary round, how can he join forces with other martial artists? You know, only the martial artists of the Forging Body Realm need to pass the selection of the preliminary round, and those contestants who have cultivated to the day after tomorrow are the seeded players who skip the preliminary round melee and directly enter the second round of the ring challenge.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift!"

Seeing Feng Yi turn around and leave without giving face, the smile on Fang Ziyun's face also dissipated instantly, and a trace of imperceptible coldness flashed in his small eyes, and then, his body turned around and greeted another contestant who was walking towards the rest area, and when he came to that contestant, the expression on his face changed to the same cute appearance as before.

Fang Ziyun was not the only one who chose to unite with other contestants before the game, in the next half an hour, at least ten people came to Feng Rebellion with the same purpose, but without exception, they were all rejected by Feng Rebellion unceremoniously, until all the martial artists who participated in the preliminary round arrived, and the entire rest area gradually stopped.

"Quiet!"

At this moment, a loud voice resounded throughout the audience, everyone followed the prestige, I don't know when, a middle-aged man dressed in black inlaid gold armor appeared on the high platform on the east side of the martial arts arena, this person is eight feet tall, majestic appearance, just standing there gives people a sense of oppression without anger, like a sense of oppression in the mountains, behind him, a column of black-armored sergeants with solemn faces lined up, like the stars and the moon.

"Innate master?" Feeling the powerful aura coming from the people on the stage, Feng Shun's heart was slightly cold. With his current strength, only a martial artist above the innate level could bring him such a sense of oppression.

"Ahem!"

With a light cough, the middle-aged man stepped forward, his sharp gaze swept the audience, and said loudly: "This seat is the commander of the Imperial Capital City Guard, Yan Ju, in accordance with the will of His Majesty the Emperor Qin, I will be the chief examiner of the preliminary round of this martial arts conference, and now, I will announce the rules of the preliminary round of this martial arts conference." ”

Next, the commander of the city guard army explained in detail the rules of the preliminary round of the martial arts conference. In fact, there is nothing special, just like Feng Wei expected, the preliminary round of this martial arts conference is still the same as the previous ones, it is in the form of a melee in the ring, except for the prohibition of the use of blades, hidden weapons and some drugs to temporarily enhance strength, there is no restriction on means, no limit on life and death, as long as you can stand in the ring last, you will be considered a winner.

Such rules can be said to be very cruel, and going to the ring means that you may lose your life at any time, but the main purpose of the Great Qin Empire's martial arts conference is to add reserve generals to the Great Qin army, in other words, the contestants who stand out from the martial arts conference will definitely go to the battlefield in the future, and the rules on the battlefield can be bloodier and more cruel than here.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, as soon as you get into the ring, you will be conceited of life and death, and you will take your own honor and disgrace, and now, I announce that the preliminary round of this martial arts conference will officially begin!"

With the words of the chief examiner Yan Ju fell, the martial arts conference finally kicked off......