All the people who can participate in the competition are not weak in cultivation, they have all undergone strict training in the sect, and the lowest cultivation is also at the eighth level of condensation.

Not only that, but they also practiced martial arts separately, and they were all waiting to shine on the stage of this big competition.

All of them worked hard and gave it their all.

This competition is a real carp jumping over the dragon gate, in the past, you are the dragon god, under one person, above ten thousand.

If you don't go over, you will stop at the inner disciples, although you can cultivate slowly, but the fate of most people is to be bottlenecked until the end of their lives, and in the end nothing can be achieved.

Xuan Qing's heart was full of strength, just for this battle to break out.

The drum beat the tee, and the real competition began.

The first pass of the competition is in the raw platform, the disciples work in pairs, the winner stays directly on the stage, accepts the next challenger, if it fails, the last one to stay on the stage is the final winner.

The competition of Shengtai has very high requirements for the combat effectiveness of the disciples, and the requirements for tolerance and physical strength are also very strict.

If a strong man defeats his opponent the first time, he will then face the challenge of 178 men until he finally wins.

What a huge drain on physical strength and endurance this will be!

Xuan Qing stood silently in the crowd, staring at the platform.

There was already someone next to him who was whispering timidly.

"The front one is definitely not good, whoever can fight hundreds of people by one person will definitely be eliminated...... The rules of the Qingyang Sect seem to be out of line. ”

The people on the side pursed their lips and said disapprecantly:

"If you want to say that it is not humane, but it is very in line with the rules of the cultivation world, the strong are respected, who cares if you are deficient in combat power, you must know that the true disciple may succeed to the sect master in the future, once he succeeds to the sect master, he must shoulder the responsibility of guarding the Qingyang Sect. Could it be that the enemy is coming to invade, can you say, I'm too tired now, we won't fight?"

As soon as these words came out, the person who was blocked just now was silent, and it took a long time to come to his senses.

"That's the truth, but it's really cruel...... It's so hard to get that spot, it's like 10,000 people crossing a single-plank bridge......"

The speaker smiled wryly.

"How many of us do you think really have the strength? Most of our more than 100 people are just cannon fodder. ”

"Cannon fodder?...... Whether it's cannon fodder or not, buddy still has to work hard. The man still gave him a boost of faith.

......

The voices of the two gradually became quieter, and Xuan Qing did not pay much attention to it.

At this time, more than 30 competitions have been held on the battle platform, of which two have won for a second time, and the rest are defeated.

All kinds of bizarre martial arts and tricks were displayed on the stage one by one, and the people who watched were dazzled.

In a short time, nearly half of the people who participated in the competition were eliminated.

At this time, a strong one finally came to the arena, and one person won ten games in succession, maintaining a record of ten undefeated.

No matter who goes up, within three or five tricks, they will be knocked down.

When he lifted his opponent and threw it out fiercely in the air, the audience suddenly cheered.

The man raised his arms and shouted wildly, his voice echoing across the platform for a long time.

"Mighty, mighty!"

"Woohoo, woohoo!"

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the man, the corners of Litian's mouth raised slightly, revealing an unhappy smile.

In Qingyang Sect, arrogance is the patent of Litian, who knew that one appeared out of thin air, which really made him very unhappy.

"Who's coming!!"

The man roared on stage with a thick throat.

As soon as he went out, there was silence all around, and people were silent, although the sect stipulated that no dead hands were allowed, but the swords and guns had no eyes, and it was inevitable that the master would hurt his muscles and bones, and he might break his muscles and veins, or fall disabled, as long as there were no dead people, the sect would not pursue it.

Several people were so frightened by this guy that they didn't dare to go to the battlefield, raised the war-free flag, and withdrew in front of the turtle with a shrunken head.

"This guy is amazing. ”

Sima Shang, who was standing beside Litian, couldn't help but speak.

Litian turned his face slightly, showing a little displeasure on his face, Sima Shang saw Litian's face and immediately silenced.

"The next disciple to take the stage, leave the sky!"

As soon as the deacon's long voice fell, everyone's eyes turned to the sky. Li Tiansulai is the most important candidate for the sect master, and he is usually biased towards him, and he is very talented, and he is definitely very comparable.

"There's a good show to watch! The pride of the sky is up against the god of combat power! Look who is more powerful!"

The god of combat power on the stage is privately known as the god of combat power, and his body has the power of brutality, not only while refining qi, but also cultivating the art of quenching the body, and the combat power of his body is more than ten times that of ordinary monks.

This guy's cultivation is the tenth layer of condensation, the same as Litian, but his combat power should not be underestimated.

Stepping on everyone's gaze from the sky, he stepped up to the nine-foot-high battle platform step by step without squinting, and opposed the man.

"You're just leaving the sky?"

Standing in place from the sky, with a proud face, the light blue robe swayed in the wind, very imposing.

He didn't speak, his eyes stared at the person in front of him slightly, and a cold chill gradually emanated from his eyes.

The crowd was suddenly startled, murderous, they felt Sen Han's murderous aura!

Litian smiled faintly:

"You called it from the sky?"

After speaking, he stepped out, and the yellow Yue in his hand surrounded a layer of cold red light, and struck at the other party.

The man raised his long knife to parry, but found that it was too late, and his abdomen was hit hard by Huang Yue, and he suddenly felt that his abdomen was overturned, and as soon as his body bent, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Before he could react, he quickly swept in front of him, and with a kick flew up, hitting the man in the chest, and the man howled miserably, and immediately flew upside down from the platform, falling under the nine-foot-high platform.

Everyone's hearts trembled in unison.

This guy will be crippled if he doesn't die. He is powerful, but Litian is even more powerful than him, he can defeat the opponent with just one move, and the opponent's combat power is more than ten times stronger than that of Litian.

"It's not a loss, it's the pride of the sky, it's really different. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience for a while, and there were only a dozen disciples left who had participated in the competition, and Xuan Qing was among the dozen or so people.

"Who else?

Litian shouted at the others, a triumphant smile on his face.

The whole person has the air of a king, as if he is a true disciple, and he is no longer the only one.

Next, a few went up one after another, and they were defeated by Litian's move, and when it came to Sima Shang, he was a little panicked when he saw Litian, and said with a smile:

"Brother Litian, you have mercy, I can't beat you, please don't hurt me. ”

Litian smiled faintly and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I won't hurt you. ”

After receiving a positive answer from Litian, Sima Shang picked up the sword and made a move at Litian Xu Huang, only to see Sima Shang screaming and running over, using all his strength to cut the sword down, and the sword suddenly stopped at a distance of only half a foot from the sky.

Sima Shang smiled, and used a little more strength, and saw that it was like growing in mid-air, still motionless.

Looking down, he only used one finger from the sky, lightly against his sword, which seemed to be effortless, but the strength was a thousand catties.

"Hey, hey. ”

Sima Shang smiled at Litian. "I can't beat you, Brother Litian, I admit defeat. ”

Leave the sky funny loosening. At this time, Sima Shang raised his sword high, shouted "I admit defeat!" and walked off the platform in a gloomy manner.

"You're pretty good at protecting yourself. ”

Xuan Qing saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Xuan Qing was the last to play.

Just when many spectators thought that the sky would win.

The nine-foot-high battle platform, he climbed steadily, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing his figure, Bai Susu's face in the audience couldn't help but tighten.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but stand up, and his palms were nervously pinched with sweat.

"It's not looking, it's definitely a win. ”

"Look at it, this kid obviously has the strength of the eighth layer of condensation, and the sky is ten layers of condensation......"

Monks can sense each other's cultivation, and Litian and Xuanqing are no exception, the difference is that Xuanqing has been hiding his strength before he took the stage.

From an outsider's point of view, he only has the strength of the eighth layer of condensation, but in fact, his strength has reached the tenth layer of condensation, and it is at the peak state.

Finally standing on the life platform, Xuan Qing looked indifferent, couldn't see the joy and sorrow, and stared at the sky in front of him.

A sneer rose at the corner of Litian's mouth, because he had already felt Xuanqing's cultivation a moment ago, and the eighth layer of condensation also wanted to compete with him, it was really ridiculous.

"Waste from the outer door, if I beg for mercy now, maybe I can still show mercy. ”

What he said from the sky was extremely arrogant, and his chin was about to rise to the sky.

Hearing Litian's sneer, Xuan Qing's expression did not change much, his body remained still, and a voice came out of his mouth.

"It's a pity, I, Xuanqing, have never spoken softly. ”

Seeing that Xuan Qing ignored his coercion, a trace of anger rose on Litian's face. "The mayfly shakes the tree, and it is beyond its own strength!!"

Xuan Qing immediately sneered, his eyes did not look away from the sky, but silently pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword and raised the sword gently.

The cold light flashed on the sword's body, and the next moment Xuan Qing's eyes froze, and he looked at Litian again:

"Today, what can I do if my grasshopper comes to shake your big tree?"

Xuan Qing's voice spread from the ninth-floor platform to the viewing platform, everyone heard his voice, and everyone couldn't help but gather their eyes and look intently, the last competition on the stage to see who can win......

Strength and glory, who can fall on it, only depends on this comparison.

"Let's do it. ”

Xuan Qing's eyes said calmly.

Litian sneered, lifted the Huang Yue in his hand, used all the strength of his body, and swung it towards Xuan Qing.

A three-foot-long golden light flashed out from Huang Yue, roaring out, and quickly approaching with the figure leaving the sky. Xuan Qing's eyes were cold, and he raised the Phantom Snow Sword to greet him.

The sword and the sword sword exchanged fires, and the blue light on the Phantom Snow Sword and the golden light on the yellow Yue intertwined with each other, and the figure flickered, and it had been fighting for dozens of rounds.

Huang Yue's light suddenly retracted, and his figure from the sky withdrew from Zhang Xu Kai, his eyes were gloomy, at this time, the true qi in the collective was transferred to Huang Yue, and the next moment Huang Yue spit out layers of flames out of thin air!

Rumble!

Huang Yue suddenly leaned forward, and with a fierce momentum, Xuan Qing raised his hand and released the Jiaolong Kill.

I saw that in the air, a domineering wind passed by his side, and Huang Yue came straight to his heart.

"Hundred Broken Domineering Yue!"

Xuan Qing's heart was shocked, the dragon killing style was released head-on, there was a violent and domineering sound, the shocked Xuan Qing took a step back, and the yellow Yue sneered and inserted it into Xuan Qing's chest, Xuan Qing looked down and saw that it was not an inch deep.

The corners of Litian's mouth rose again, and the tepid sneer was still in his mouth:

"The power of the mayfly is really ridiculous!"

Xuan Qingyun had enough internal breath, resisted Huang Yue alive, and with a bang, he bounced Huang Yue out, and as soon as he raised his hand from the sky, Huang Yue returned to his hand again.

Xuan Qing covered his chest, and blood gushed out from between his fingers.