Ten days later, Fang Zixuan was finally promoted to the realm of martial artist perfection, but with it, there were only 300,000 contribution points left on Fang Zixuan's personal token.

At this time, this year's new disciple martial arts competition has also begun in full swing.

On this day, all the new disciples gathered in the martial arts training ground.

There are a total of ten martial arts platforms in the martial arts training ground, which are arranged on two sides, five on each side, and in the middle of the two rows of martial arts platforms, that is, between the No. 3 and No. 8 martial arts platforms, there is a large platform that is one zhang higher than the martial arts platform, which is a place for the elders who watch the game to sit.

Fang Zixuan looked at all the new disciples on the martial arts training ground, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, because compared to when he entered the door on the first day, the number of people in the martial arts training ground today was obviously a little less, and the disciples who did not appear at such an important moment were estimated to have fallen.

At the beginning, some people in the martial arts realm have fallen, so if the next martial arts realm, military general realm, and martial marquis realm have fallen one after another, then how many new disciples of this session will be left in the end? This is the price of becoming a martial artist, if you want to gain more strength and longer life than ordinary people, you have to gamble with your own life, and ordinary people can only live to be two hundred years old or even a hundred years old before dying.

It's no wonder that although Qingyunmen can recruit more than 200 new disciples every time, it is only a few thousand people now, otherwise, if not a single disciple falls, then Qingyunmen is estimated to have tens of thousands of people now, how much is the difference between tens of thousands of people and thousands of people?

In addition to the new disciples of this year's competition, there were also eight red-clothed disciples and the eight white-clothed elders and great elders who were in charge of recruiting people at the beginning.

"In the first round of this martial arts competition, we will divide you into four groups, each group of fifty-six people, each of whom will compete three times, one point will be counted if you win, zero points will be counted if you lose, and those who score two points and three points will advance. The first group goes to the No. 1 and No. 2 platforms, the second group goes to the No. 3 and No. 4 platforms, and so on. The rules of the competition are that it is forbidden to take pills, and it is forbidden to cause death and disability. Okay, now you line up to get the number in this box, No. 1 to No. 56 is the first group, No. 57 to No. 112 is the second group, and so on, everyone is forbidden to exchange with other people after getting the number, and if found, immediately disqualified from the competition. The Great Elder said loudly.

Everyone then went up to the box in order to draw numbers, and when it was Fang Zixuan's turn, Fang Zixuan drew it casually, number 20.

After everyone finished taking the number, the Great Elder said loudly: "Next, the referees of each competition platform will draw lots, and the two people who have drawn the lot will come to the stage." If a duplicate opponent is drawn for the second or third time, the referee will draw lots again. ”

"Two to thirteen. ”

"Eight against fifty. ”

"Sixty-eight vs. one hundred"

"Ninety vs. Ninety-Nine"

"One Hundred and Thirty to One Hundred and Fifty-One"

"One Hundred and Twenty-Two Against One Hundred and Forty-One"

"One Hundred and Seventy to Two Hundred and One"

"One hundred and eighty-one against one hundred and ninety"

Soon, the eight red-clothed disciples drew lots.

These sixteen people jumped on their respective competition platforms one after another, and after showing their numbers to the referee, they began to compete with the beginning of the red-clothed disciples.

Hey, Jiang Yue'er is actually the number two, isn't that in the same group as herself. Fang Zixuan was a little surprised, but it was normal to think about it, there would always be at least two people in a group of five people on his side, but he didn't know which group Fang Ying, Fang Zifeng and Su Lang were in.

Since Jiang Yue'er is on the No. 1 martial arts platform, Fang Zixuan naturally has to pay attention.

After looking at Jiang Yue'er's opponent, it is a male disciple who uses a stick, but this person is basically biased towards the power type, and his speed and skill are obviously inferior to Jiang Yue'er, so as long as Jiang Yue'er carefully avoids his stick, then the chance of winning is still very big, of course, when encountering this kind of power-type opponent, if he is accidentally hit, it will be very troublesome.

However, Jiang Yue'er, who had been instructed by Fang Zixuan, had already roughly figured out the opponent's strength after eight rounds of confrontation with the opponent, so he suddenly exerted force under his feet, his body flashed rapidly, and the spirit sword in his hand quickly swung out sword flowers to attack the opponent.

Although the man expected that Jiang Yue'er hadn't used his full strength yet, because he himself had only tried it so far, he didn't expect Jiang Yue'er's speed to be so fast, but the man was not afraid at all, and danced the stick in his hand around him.

Ding ding, a dense sound came from the No. 1 competition platform.

Jiang Yue'er's attack was completely blocked by her opponent.

The man saw that Jiang Yue'er's trick had been exhausted, and was about to sweep at Jiang Yue'er with a stick, but when he saw Jiang Yue'er's figure flickering, he swung out sword flowers to attack him again.

The man also understood, Jiang Yue'er was about to compete with himself, but since he could resist once, he could naturally resist the second time, so the man waved the stick in his hand again unhurriedly.

There was another dense dinging sound, however, as soon as the dinging sound fell, Jiang Yue'er took out his sword again.

"Hmph, in vain. The man sneered.

So, when the man naturally wanted to wave the stick in his hand to resist, he suddenly found that Jiang Yue'er's speed of attack accelerated again.

Oops, I thought Jiang Yue'er was already doing her best just now, but I didn't expect her to have a back hand.

With a bang, Jiang Yue'er's spirit sword slashed through the opponent's right arm for the first time, leaving a scar on the opponent.

Immediately afterward, another sword broke through the man's defenses, leaving a scar on the man's right hand again.

"Come again. Jiang Yue'er snorted, and without waiting for the opponent to come to his senses, he swung his sword again and attacked the opponent.

This time, the man was not so lucky, and was stabbed by Jiang Yue'er again by breaking through the defensive circle, but fortunately, it was only an ordinary skin injury. However, just when the man thought that he had blocked Jiang Yue'er's fourth wave of attack, he found that Jiang Yue'er's spirit sword had stabbed less than half an inch in his chest.

Seeing this, the red-clothed disciple on the side of the competition platform shouted: "No. 2 wins, get one point"

After hearing the referee announce that he had won, Jiang Yue'er put away his spirit sword and jumped off the competition platform.

"Senior Sister Jiang, you are really amazing, you won the first battle, congratulations. Fang Zixuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, that's needless to say. By the way, Senior Brother Fang, what are your numbers?" Jiang Yue'er asked.

"More zeros than you. Fang Zixuan said.

"Oh, that's the twentieth. What, number twenty, isn't that in the same group as me?" Jiang Yue'er exclaimed after reacting to it.

Fang Zixuan nodded.

"Hey, I'm in trouble now, if I meet you, then I won't lose. The joy on Jiang Yue'er's face had disappeared.

"Senior Sister Jiang, a group of fifty-six people, it is estimated that the two of us will not be drawn so coincidentally, you can watch the next game with peace of mind. Fang Zixuan comforted.

"Well, that's too. I shouldn't have been so unlucky. Jiang Yue'er didn't think about the bad side, and she didn't dare to think about the bad side.