Mu Tian saw that Liu Shi didn't believe it, and he could only sigh secretly in his heart, he couldn't say anything in this situation, some things he didn't necessarily believe when he saw them, let alone oral transmission?

He looked at the inn where Chen Qingyang lived, well, it was a very ordinary kind, and he didn't live in a presidential suite or anything like that.

Chen Qingyang must have pretended.

Sure enough, the big guys like to pretend.

After Chen Qingyang lived in the inn, he didn't want to do anything, what happened in Dongcheng before made him a little scruples, after all, if there was another scene of Li Xuanyi and them coming, then he couldn't keep a low profile.

Chen Qingyang spent money to explore the door, and probably knew what kind of process tomorrow's martial arts competition would be.

When he first came to the Great Wilderness World, he really participated in this kind of martial arts competition for the first time, so he really didn't necessarily understand what the process was.

After spending 20,000 taels of gold, Chen Qingyang finally found a rough process, and in terms of process, it is almost the same as the civil service examination of the Blue Star people.

Registration, review.

Then enter the competition.

The civil service examination is a literary examination, and this martial arts competition is a martial arts examination, competing on the same stage, and finally selecting the genius and the strongest.

Chen Qingyang spent money to get through the relationship, and directly arranged it, of course, it also cost him a lot of money.

The requirements of the system are also very simple, that is, let him participate in the martial arts competition, as for how he participates, it seems that there are not too many requirements, and when the time comes, he can just say his name after the competition, and it is not against the rules.

Nothing was said all night.

Chen Qingyang got up early.

It's a pity, it would be nice if Lin Xiaoyue followed, at least someone was waiting for her own life, and now she can only rely on herself.

Sword Waiting House.

A woman swooped down on a fairy beast,

The woman is about twenty-three years old, very beautiful, wearing a red skirt, and has the posture of captivating the country and the city.

But the chest is very flat.......

When she appeared, she frowned.

Then she looked in one direction.

"Mo Zixuan, what does the person you are talking about look like? What is the approximate realm of cultivation? The woman asked.

"It's quite handsome, but the realm of cultivation, to be honest, I think the strength is estimated to be in the Yuan Dan stage, but because he has a spiritual treasure to cover up the breath, I can't feel his specific cultivation realm." Mo Zixuan hesitated.

The woman nodded slightly.

"Hmph, just a Yuan Dan realm, I don't believe it, you can rest assured, the martial arts competition, I will make him bitter and unspeakable." The woman snorted coldly.

Weng Shijun is the proud daughter of the Sword Cloud Dynasty, the best at swordsmanship, and has always wanted to challenge the geniuses of the world to improve her strength, and also take this as her goal.

There is no sense of accomplishment in defeating ordinary people, but defeating these geniuses can make her happy.

"He's coming to the tournament today, right?"

Mo Zixuan nodded.

"Is the information reliable?" Weng Shijun stood proudly and said slowly.

"It's true, there is the name 'Long Aotian' on the list, and it is also the popularity that joined last night, representing the eternal night city to participate in the war." Mo Zixuan said seriously.

Yesterday, when he knew this name, he found Weng Shijun overnight and skillfully told the other party that this Long Aotian was a ruthless person with a high cultivation talent.

As for some of the past and entanglements between them, Mo Zixuan avoided talking about them.

Although his brother warned him not to provoke Chen Qingyang easily, he still did not give up, he suffered a big loss last time, and he was really aggrieved.

Moreover, his brother Mo Ziyuan was also admitted by Chen Qingyang, and he was beaten for himself in vain, and he had nowhere to tell at all, which made him very unconvinced by Chen Qingyang, quite unconvinced!

"Alright." Weng Shijun held his hands behind his back and stood proudly.

There is no problem for her to participate in the martial arts competition, as long as she meets Chen Qingyang and defeats Chen Qingyang, it will be over.

……

Chen Qingyang soon came to the core of the Sword Cloud Dynasty.

- Jianyun City.

Today, the number of people here has obviously increased a lot, at least several times as many as usual, and the business of inns and restaurants, and even shops is more popular than usual, and the streets are full of stalls.

There is still an hour before the tournament begins.

Now, basically everyone is in the preparation stage, and there are even people who are preparing for the final sprint stage.

Chen Qingyang was idle anyway, he came to a stall.

It's an old man who sells things, and this old man seems to be running for a martial arts tournament, so he came here to set up a stall.

There are a lot of goods in front of the stall.

He also lacked a disguise.

In addition to the disguise, the mask still has to be brought along.

However, at that time, he will disguise his identity with the face king, but he will also appear to stand out, and no one should participate in the martial arts tournament in this way.

But the mask, in addition to being flamboyant, has to be crazy enough.

That empress wore a mask, invincible, unstoppable, and her strength was so domineering and terrifying.

He doesn't need to be invincible, and he doesn't need to be arrogant, just let him make a name for himself at the last moment.

Chen Qingyang glanced at the stall.

The masks on this stall are not bad, and one of them is very flamboyant, the dragon head mask, antennae, and dragon scales, which look very realistic.

Chen Qingyang was about to reach for this mask.

There was a book next to him that caught his attention.

This book is very strange, how to put it, it is very old, yellowed and yellowed, and the handwriting is a little blurred.

Chen Qingyang glanced at this book, he hesitated for a long time, and finally reached out and took it into his hand.

Although he read through a lot of books, there are still some scriptures that he has not covered in at all, especially such old books, which are even more common.

"Old man, I have your book and this mask."

After buying books and masks, Chen Qingyang directly put them on, and in this lively Sword Cloud City, there are many masks, and some wear cloaks, which are also to hide their identities.

After Chen Qingyang bought the things, he started to wander around to see if he could try his luck or something, but in fact, he was really a chieftain, and he didn't encounter any good things at all.

Pinching the time was almost up, Chen Qingyang walked towards the Sword Waiting Mansion.

This Sword Hou Mansion is worthy of being the largest martial arts mansion in Sword Cloud City, covering an extremely vast area, and from a distance, those palaces are undulating, one after another.

There is a lot of people here, and there is a lot of people.

When Chen Qingyang came here, the crowd was like a mess of porridge.

And what everyone was surrounded by was a huge square, with nine small battle platforms and a huge battle platform.

Some people are still busy signing up to participate in the war, the younger ones are more than ten years old, the older ones are in their twenties, and the cultivation realm is also high and low.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qingyang's eyes couldn't help but light up.