He doesn't seem to have played against his peers yet?

I don't need that senior's help this time.

"Xiao Hei, what do you say, do you want to come out to breathe?" Chen Qingyang turned his head sideways, looked at Xiao Hei in his hand and asked.

"Boss, what do you say, should I listen to my master?" Black's voice resounded in a space, which was the space where they communicated, also known as the spirit context.

"Yes, but don't trouble your master."

A solemn voice rang out.

Emperor Tu received confirmation from this voice, and it nodded humanely.

Chen Qingyang showed a surprised expression.

This brute could really understand what he was saying, and that would be easy, and he was really worried that he didn't have the wisdom and relied entirely on guesswork.

Chen Qingyang released Xiao Hei, and the cage was directly placed in the storage ring.

He looked at the martial artists who had signed up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, he really hadn't had a good fight with these peers.

It's much easier to do later, just start fighting, there's no need to think too much about it, the simpler the better, after all, he doesn't like to complicate things.

The task given by the system is not difficult, that is, to participate in this martial arts competition, the fight is over, and the task is completed.

And the main thing is that he wears a mask and changes his face, even if he loses, it won't matter, presumably that senior also knows this relationship, so he should be able to fight heartily this time.

Chen Qingyang was wearing a mask and stood in the crowd like that, and at this time, many people were paying attention to him, but what he didn't know was that a few eyes were also paying attention to him.

"This mask is not simple."

The person who spoke wore a long red dress.

It was Weng Shijun.

Next to him were Mo Zixuan and others.

Well?

Mo Zixuan and the others looked over one after another, quite curious in their hearts.

"This mask is definitely not simple, and the materials used to create it should be good." Weng Shijun said.

She has always seen things accurately, and she can never be wrong.

Mo Ziyuan frowned.

He knew that Weng Shijun was a woman, belligerent, strong, and gifted.

But how did she come this time? And with his younger brother, he seemed to think of a possibility, Mo Zixuan was very likely to have asked Weng Shijun to deal with that Long Aotian.

But what is Long Aotian's strength? Since he came back from the Black Horn Domain yesterday, he felt very frightened, and even warned Mo Zixuan not to provoke Chen Qingyang again.

But now it seems that his brother can't listen to it at all.

This is not a good thing to do, if this matter is revealed, his brother is likely to be in great trouble, which they cannot afford now.

"It's almost time to start." Weng Shijun said lightly: "I hope you don't disappoint me too much!" ”

Mo Ziyuan frowned.

He felt that something big was going to happen, and if he didn't know it, his brother would probably be targeted by that strong man, and then it would not be as simple as lying on the ground.

Tian Jing looked at Chen Qingyang, she didn't have too many mood swings, but she felt that something might happen too, after all, Chen Qingyang's strength was unfathomable, which she saw at the beginning.

But what does this have to do with her?

In fact, when Chen Qingyang came to tease her, she refused in her heart, but after seeing Chen Qingyang's strength, she felt that Mo Zixuan was even more annoying, if it wasn't for Mo Zixuan to stop her, wouldn't she have to have a relationship with this powerful man.

Chen Qingyang naturally didn't think about it so much, he just felt that there were so many people participating in the war, and it was inevitable that there would be a fierce battle.

In order to preserve his strength, and in order to hide his own strength, try not to be too active, but also to take down the opponent in one move, so as to achieve the effect of his fame.

Imagine that he defeated the enemy strongly, and finally lifted the mask and told everyone his identity, you can imagine such a scene, so that his fame is bound to spread.

However, he can't announce that he is Chen Qingyang in public, after all, this is not good for him, if so, wouldn't those people in Daluo Holy Land think too much? How should others feel?

It can't be direct, but it can be indirect.

For example, if you are a small girl, a registered disciple or something, isn't a famous teacher a high apprentice?

If he represents his own registered disciple, and then comes to participate in this martial arts competition, appears in such a strong and domineering way, and wins the first place in the martial arts competition, then won't he also be famous in another way?

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

The melodious sound of bells and bells resounded throughout the whole world, spreading into the distance, passing over mountain peaks, cities and temples.

"The tournament is about to begin!"

"Martial artists, please enter!"

A deep dantian voice, through the true yuan, continued to resound, towards the distant region, constantly stretched, clearly into everyone's ears.

Everyone's eyes froze.

It's finally going to begin.

Chen Qingyang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would have to wait for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would start as soon as he came here, and there was not the slightest ink.

"Martial artists below the Xuanwu Realm can participate in the martial arts competition."

The voice continued to reach everyone's ears.

Before everyone could wake up, an old man with a fairy wind and bones, and a group of old men, descended on the square one after another, and they walked towards the highest viewing platform.

A man in a python robe, he also followed, step by step to the highest place, where there was a dragon chair.

Seeing this person sitting on the dragon chair in all directions, Chen Qingyang almost didn't have to guess to know that this person should be the lord of the Sword Cloud Dynasty.

Even if it's not, it's probably the one in power.

In addition, there were also some warriors who followed closely behind, and they landed on the highest viewing platform and took their seats one after another.

The invisible tension, like the atmosphere before the exam, also quietly spread at this time.

Liu Shi also saw Chen Qingyang at this time.

"He's here too?"

But Chen Qingyang has no impression of this Liu poem at all.

"Hello, Daoyou."

Chen Qingyang was thinking about entering, and Weng Shijun walked in front of him.

Chen Qingyang looked at Weng Shijun and couldn't help but look stunned.

It's beautiful!!

The only fly in the ointment is that the place is so peaceful that it doesn't even have his bulge.

Although many people don't care about those two meats, Chen Qingyang still thinks that there is the best.

"Hello." Chen Qingyang nodded, his voice slightly hoarse.

Mo Zixuan and others also came over.

When they heard Chen Qingyang's voice, they always felt as if they had heard it somewhere.

But soon they shook their heads again and denied it, where is there such a coincidence in this world?

Chen Qingyang was stunned.

How are these people?

Are you here to seek revenge? Or is there something else?

"Please enter, the tournament is about to begin!"

The voice rang out again.