Ying Daopu stood up, came to the stage and arched his hand to the four sides, and said: "Today's opportunity is rare, there is rarely such a gathering in the ancient martial arts world, I remember that the master once said that a hundred years ago, the ancient martial arts world held a big competition every ten years, that is, the selection of new people and the refining of children, the ancient martial arts world also has an opportunity to communicate." In the past 100 years, affected by the war, the big competition has long been abolished, and I propose to reopen the ancient martial arts competition, according to age and level, and ask Long Lao to make a decision with the central government. Since the Changting faction is a landlord today, it started to raise three people from each step below the ground level, and invited the heroes present to compete at the same level.

The ancient martial arts competition was once a grand event for the Yanlong, and there were records of all sects. The young disciples who have achieved good rankings in the big competition are the best in the sect and are spread as good stories in the ancient martial arts world. Ying Daopu's proposal was immediately approved by most people, and in peacetime, it is indeed only through such a big competition that the disciples can be tempered in actual combat adaptability with high-level competitions. Even Elder Long and Minister Guan glanced at each other, and they both nodded at the same time, it seemed that they were in favor of this way of enhancing mutual communication in the ancient martial arts world.

Guan Shanyue said: "After I go back, I will definitely report to the Central Committee with Director Feng and reply to the opinions as soon as possible." ”

Director Feng also echoed the words.

As for today's Changting faction challenging the world's ancient martial arts of all ranks, everyone's competitive heart suddenly rose, and it was said that it was also a ceremony held to celebrate the advancement of Ying Daopu and Huang Daohuang, and it should not have swept away the prosperity of Ying Zhang. So this small-scale competition is decided.

The competition started from below the ground level, and there were thousands of ancient martial artists who participated in the meeting, more than 200 large and small sects, and many people of the same level. Long Lao and the other five referees selected three people from those who were interested in making a move, and randomly selected three people to compete with the three Changting disciples.

The nine games of the Xuan Rank ended quickly, and the Chang Ting faction won four games, after all, there are many of the Xuan Rank who have not broken through this realm for many years, and their skills cannot increase to naturally study various skills and techniques, so that the actual combat ability is also extraordinary, and they can even challenge beyond the ranks.

Bei Mingxuan secretly discussed with Zhen Lao, Yuan Lao, Hai Lao and others.

Zhen Lao said: "The Changting faction challenges the entire ancient martial arts world with the strength of one faction, and the courage is really not small, and victory can be famous, and defeat is not harmful. Looking at the strength of the Changting faction, there must be special strength in the later stage of the ground level, if no one from other sects plays, we must choose a good man, and we can't let Changting shake his majesty. ”

Hai Lao nodded: "Watching coldly, this Ying Daopu seems to have a plan, and the picture is not small, and the exchange with each other will not hide selfishness, which has attracted many small and medium-sized sects." ”

Bei Mingwu also said: "Yes, the Xuan-level competition has nothing to do with the overall situation, and when it comes to the ground level, it is the time to show its strength, and it is indeed necessary to prevent Changting from taking the opportunity to stand up." ”

Bei Mingxuan said: "Why don't you arrange the people brought by the elders and pick out the nine people on the ground level, if no one goes into battle, how about we send people to the stage to compete?"

Everyone agreed, and after several selections, the three people in the early stage were Qin Fangyuan of the Tianshan faction, Bai Zi of the Snow Mountain faction, and He Shengming of the Qingcheng faction. In the middle period, it is the Northern Underworld Family, the Ximen Family, Jiang Shangde, and the Changbai Sect Elder Jin Yuesheng, the Northern Underworld Gong is the younger brother of the Northern Underworld Martial Arts, and no one knows about it in the Northern Underworld Family, but this time he was sent out, presumably relying on it. Although Bei Mingxuan is a descendant of the family, he does not know much about the strength of the family. In the later stage, there are only Zhen Lao, Hai Lao, and Bei Yingwu, and how to deal with it can only be done at the opportune time.

This side has been properly discussed, and the three early disciples of the ordinary court on the stage have already taken the stage, namely Bai Zhaoxing, Guo Daoyun, and Zhu Zhaolin. This Niu Zhaolin has never appeared, and he is a big man with a strong body.

After the three of them came to the stage, Niu Zhaolin stood up and hugged his fists and said: "Niu Zhaolin, a second-generation disciple in the lower Changting, should still be under the disciple of the teacher, please teach my colleagues at the beginning of the field level." ”

As soon as the words fell, two elders from the Blood Refining Sect of the Middle Sect and the Broken Sword Villa stood up to fight, and the referee team designated the elders of the Blood Refining Sect to play. The Blood Refining Sect is a body cultivation sect, and this elder is called Blood Wugang, and he is also a muscular figure Huai Wei. After the two met the ceremony, they immediately began to fight, and this shot was naturally different from the Xuanjie competition. The fist is strong, the feet are full of energy, you come and I are full of wind, the two have the same skills, and the path of cultivation is also similar, and they have fought hard for more than a dozen moves, and they are evenly matched.

At this time, Niu Zhaolin suddenly shouted: "Open!"

A punch hit directly, and Xue Wugang didn't care, blocking his hand to parry, not wanting Niu Zhaolin to turn his fists up this time, falling like a bead, and Xue Wugang's arms were staggered to resist. Niu Zhaolin's punch was as fast as a punch, and this strength continued to impact like a tide, and gradually accumulated, and in an instant, Niu Zhaolin's fast punch had hit nine hundred and eighty-one punches. The blood Wugang couldn't support it anymore, and he was hit sideways with a muffled snort, and he was injured internally with blood spurting from his mouth. Niu Zhaolin caught up with his words, and helped up the blood Wugang who fell to the ground, his body was actually fast and flexible, but he took a hard-hitting approach to defeat the Bright One in the Ancient Martial Realm Body Refining Sect.

Niu Zhaolin said: "Brother Blood is offended, his skills are not pure, and he can't hold back his hand and hurt Brother Blood, I hope I will forgive me." ”

Blood Wugang hugged his fists and said: "There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and the blood is not as good as a person, Brother Niu does not need to be polite." ”

After saying that, he supported the stepping down, and his companions in the sect hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Niu Zhaolin bowed to everyone and retreated, and Bai Zhaoxing took the stage. With Niu Zhaolin's comparison, Bai Zhaoxing is even more famous, and no one responded to the battle for a while.

Bei Mingwu introduced: "Bai Zhaoxing is a dragon whip, the whip is proficient, the skill is only one line away from the middle stage, the Tianshan faction is good at swordsmanship, the Snow Mountain faction is good at swordsmanship, the Qingcheng faction is victorious, the dragon whip is a long weapon, easy to attack and difficult to defend, how to arrange it?"

Hai Lao said: "The Tianshan Sect Sumeru swordsmanship is offensive in defense, and there are strange moves in calmness, Elder Qin has been immersed in this swordsmanship for decades, and he can restrain Bai Zhaoxing. ”

Everyone nodded yes, and Qin Fangyuan was elected to take the stage to fight. Different from the previous one, this competition was full of sword qi and whip shadows, and the two of them spread out their bodies and roamed around the field, with exquisite and accurate moves. The layman looks at the lively insider's doorway, and the field is the elite of the ancient martial arts world, and this level of hand-to-hand is rare to see on weekdays, especially the juniors of the two sides, which confirms what they have learned on weekdays, and they all have understanding. Bai Zhaoxing's long whip whistled and attacked like a tide, and the scene was full of whip shadows; Qin Fangyuan's Sumeru swordsmanship was like a mountain, condensed and heavy, his sword was sharp and not sharp, and an occasional assault was like a strange peak, and the enemy must defend it, so although Qin Fangyuan was on the defensive, he did not fall behind.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of times passed, and the audience continued to praise and cheer. On the referee's seat, Long Lao introduced the situation to several officials, and Guan Shanyue and others also saw the security personnel around them practice and compete on weekdays, and compared with this fight, it was like the wrestling of children on the street was not worth mentioning. Except for a few officials, the rest were experts, discussing with each other about the gains and losses of attack and defense. Tang Fanglan and Ying Daopu were both silent about their subordinates, Tang Fanglan's expression was serious, and Ying Daopu's face was relaxed.

The fight on the stage was in the heart, Bai Zhaoxing's move changed, the long whip was excited by the internal force, and it shook straight, Bai Zhaoxing grabbed the whip handle with both hands, and wheeled the whip to use the stick method, and Mount Tai smashed Qin Fangyuan like a top. Qin Fangyuan sideways to dodge, but this whip is not really a long stick, the whip body turned, an arc still smashed towards Qin Fangyuan, Qin Fangyuan raised his sword to resist, and there was a sound of "bell", just like Niu Zhaolin's charging attack just now, Qin Fangyuan was already restrained by this move, and under this wave-like attack, the pressure on the Sumeru sword network has become more and more intense.

The defeat was decided, Qin Fangyuan shouted: "I admit defeat." ”

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Bai Zhaoxing just came with a whip, this whip brought him twelve points of skill, Qin Fangyuan had already admitted defeat, and he was slack in his heart, and he didn't guard against the other party, not only did not regain his strength, but he hit with all his strength. Seeing that the situation was not good, it was already hasty to resist again, and with a loud bang, Qin Fangyuan's long sword was taken out of his hand, and the whip head hit him firmly in the chest, and the person was immediately smashed to the ground. Qin Fang vomited blood from afar, and when he heard the sound, several ribs were broken, and the person had already passed out. Tang Fanglan stood up anxiously, and Tianshan sent several elders to rush to the high platform to rescue Qin Fangyuan.

Bai Zhaoxing hurriedly explained: "I can't close the momentum and accidentally hurt Elder Qin, I'm really sorry." ”

Ji Fangzheng glared at Bai Zhaoxing angrily and shouted: "Mr. Bai's kung fu is really perfect, Gu Wu has reached the ground level, and he still opened his mouth to say the words "it is too late to close the momentum" in front of everyone's eyes, he really regards the people in the ancient martial arts in the world as if they were nothing! Senior Brother Qin has admitted defeat, you are still ruthless, the great fusion of Chang Ting, the Tianshan faction can be regarded as a teacher. ”

Ji Fangzheng is upright, but he has always been responsible for internal and external contacts, which shows the character of the Tianshan faction, which is thought-provoking.

Bai Zhaoxing laughed dryly: "Elder Ji has some misunderstandings, Elder Qin has profound skills, and I am also going all out, so this is why this is the case." I have a bottle of Changting Heart Protector, please smile and accept it as a token of my apology. ”

He took out a porcelain vase from his bosom and handed it to both hands. Ji Fangzheng snorted, ignored it anymore, and lifted Qin Fangyuan away from the high platform.

Ying Daopu bowed his hand to Tang Fanglan in the referee's seat, Tang Fanglan smiled: "Ying is not polite, his skills are not as good as others, and he should suffer this." ”

Carrying down Qin Fangyuan, Bei Mingxuan and others surrounded for treatment, a few pills went down, Zhen Lao used internal force to help heal his injuries, and his internal force repair ability was strong. After a few weeks, Qin Fangyuan's internal injuries were suppressed, and he woke up slowly.

Seeing that everyone was around, he said in a deep voice: "Qin is not talented, and he has heavy hopes. ”

Bei Mingzhen said: "What did Elder Qin say, the Changting Sect has several peculiar techniques, and their skills are deeper than those of the same level, so they are controlled by the same level. That can superimpose internal force techniques also exists in the ancient martial arts world, but none of them can be continuously accumulated dozens of times like Chang Ting. ”

Hai Lao nodded: "Yes, if this method is not broken, there will be no need for subsequent competitions, Elder Qin can recuperate with peace of mind, and we will find it sooner or later." ”

Bei Mingxuan said: "This technique is not difficult to break, as long as you are not suppressed by the opponent's skill, you can change your body." It's just that the competition is changing rapidly, and as soon as it is suppressed, it will be trapped to death immediately, and it can be deserved with Tai Chi or Shifting Exercises. ”

Everyone was reasonable, and at this time, Guo Daoyun came to the stage to challenge, and everyone planned to send Elder Mingfeng, a Tai Chi master of Xuandu Temple, to the stage. Suddenly, I saw a man in his forties with a medium stature and thick eyebrows in the Xuanyuan family, and he stood up with a dignified expression.

Walked to the referee's bench and hugged his fists and said, "Xuanyuan Luo, the second-generation son of the Xuanyuan family, asks for a challenge." ”

The other sects on the field who had the idea of fighting all dispelled this intention and did not compete with the Xuanyuan family for places. The referee team agreed to the challenge, and Xuanyuan Luo walked to the high platform without hurrying. and Guo Daoyun hugged their fists, and the two fought together.

On the referee's seat, Long Xingyun glanced at Ying Daopu with a smile, only to see that his face was as usual, looking at the stage relaxedly, but the fingers that tapped the armrest of the chair revealed that he was also a little uncalm in his heart. The Xuanyuan family, which has no quarrel with the outside world and does not participate in the disputes of other sects in Guwu, today's attitude makes people think deeply, and the strength of the Changting faction has also touched this mysterious family?

The competition on the stage was tight, Guo Daoyun was holding short knives in both hands, and various hidden weapons were constantly flying out between attack and defense. Xuanyuan Luo only responded empty-handed, his palm was arcing, and the distance from the hidden weapon to his forearm was like touching a falling leaf in a vortex, unconsciously deviating from the track and turning aside, or flying out diagonally, or inserting it on the ground, and occasionally a few flew back and shot at Guo Daoyun. Guo Daoyun's double-knife attack encountered this whirlpool and couldn't attack, and he couldn't hit it hard.

Xuanyuan Luo used the Xuanyuan family's unique mastery of the Xuanyuan family, and Guo Daoyun saw that the strength of the stacked mountains could not be used, and the attack of the hidden weapon was also restrained. With a muffled roar, a Shu opera mask suddenly appeared on his face, and in the roar, a mask came out and went straight to Xuanyuan Luo. Xuanyuan Luo's palms were forced by He Daosheng's hands at this time, he roared angrily in his mouth, a pure internal qi gushed out, the mask was taken to a high place and cracked, the fragments flew towards the two of them, Guo Daoyun hurriedly retreated and dodged. Xuanyuan Luo took a step back, the swirl energy bounced off the fragments, and caught up with Guo Daoyun with both palms, Guo Daoyun only had time to stagger the two knives, and he couldn't block it under the pressure of Xuanyuan Luo's majestic internal force, and even the palm knife was slapped on the chest, Guo Daoyun flew straight out and fell to the ground. Bai Zhaoxing and Niu Zhaolin on the stage rushed to the rescue.

But Guo Daoyun bounced up again and hugged his fists and said: "Brother Xie Xuanyuan is merciful, Guo is invincible, and he is willing to bow down." ”

Xuanyuan Luo smiled and shook his head: "It's just a fluke, Brother Guo agreed." ”

After saying that, he went to the referee's seat, and the audience bowed their hands and went off the stage.

In the three competitions in the early days of the Heavenly Order, Chang Ting won two and lost one, and he was in the limelight, but Xuanyuan Luo knocked Guo Daoyun to the ground without hurting anyone at all, and Chang Ting's ruthlessness was highlighted in comparison. However, the ancient martial arts have always been respected by the strong, and the strength and magic techniques of the Changting faction still suppressed and attracted many ancient martial artists and sects.