The next day, the much-anticipated Martial Artist Contest officially began!

Early in the morning, the entire Yuan Sword Sect took action. Murong Tianhua was ready to go. Murong Tianhua put on the dry weapon he asked Nangong Ming to help him refine.

Murong Tianhua first wore a pair of black and purple gloves, then put on a pair of inner armor, and finally put on a pair of boots. Then carry the Fire Lin Holy Sword on your back. At this time, Murong Tianhua looked heroic and majestic!

When Murong Tianhua came out, the others were already waiting for him!

"Everyone, are you ready?" Murong Tianhua asked loudly.

"Ready!"

"Senior Brother Wang, and all senior brothers and sisters, come on!" Murong Tianhua said to the other four.

"Well, do your best!!" Wang Qun didn't think he could win the Luoyi City Martial Cultivator Competition. The same was true for the other three.

"Murong Tianhua, come on!" Zhang Qian ran over and said to Murong Tianhua!

"Yes, I will!" Murong Tianhua said with a confident smile. Zhang Qian looked at Murong Tianhua's confident appearance, and didn't feel that she had lost her mind for a moment.

"Stinky boy, come on, you can't lose, or I won't spare you!" Zhang Jie said.

"Hehe! I won't admit defeat so easily!Wait until I come back to you and count the last time!" Murong Tianhua said with a smile!

"This, that?......" Zhang Jie suddenly didn't know what to say!

"Haha! let's go!" Murong Tianhua said with a smile.

So Murong Tianhua and Wang Qun began to set off towards Luoyi City!

When Murong Tianhua came to Luoyi City, he found that Luoyi City was more lively than before. Since many people knew that it was a martial arts cultivator competition, many people came to watch it.

Soon, Murong Tianhua and the others came to the place where the martial artist competition had registered. It is a huge circular martial arts training venue, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time!

Murong Tianhua found that many teams had already signed up to enter the competition venue!

"We are from the Nangong family team!" suddenly a crisp voice sounded. Murong looked ahead, and suddenly a familiar figure appeared in front of Murong Tianhua's eyes! It was Nangong Ziqi.

Murong Tianhua looked next to Nangong Ziqi and found that there were four people standing next to him, two teenagers, both of whom looked like they were seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were very handsome! There were also two other girls!

Suddenly, Nangong Ziqi looked back at Murong Tianhua as if she had a sense, and then walked towards the venue!

"We are from the Liu family's team!"

"We are from the Yuanwuzong team!"

"We are from the Wu family's team!

"We are from the Yiyuan Sect team!"

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"We are from the Yuan Sword Sect team!" Murong Tianhua stepped forward and said.

Murong Tianhua looked around. A total of twelve teams were found to be participating in this year's Martial Artist Contest Tryout!

After Murong Tianhua entered the venue, he found that there was a huge competition area in the center of the venue, which was assembled from many large stones! It was two or three hundred square meters. There are spectator seats and VIP rooms all around! Since there is no game today, there are no people in the whole stadium right now!

Around the venue, there were twelve tents with the names of the teams written on them. Murong Tianhua looked and found that their team's tent was directly north of the venue, and the Nangong family was directly south.

Murong Tianhua then went into the tent and waited for the game to begin.

About half an hour later, a middle-aged man in his mid-twenties stepped onto the stage.

"Welcome all of you to come here and participate in the long-awaited Martial Artist Competition. I am the host of this competition, my name is Nangong Zhi.

"First of all, let me introduce the rules of this martial arts competition! This competition adopts the method of drawing lots, and two teams with the same number are selected to play in turn. The winner advances to the next match, and the loser is eliminated directly. And if both sides of the game fall or fall off the stage due to special circumstances, the side that falls down loses, and the side standing on the stage is the winner. ”

And so on until the remaining two teams face off in the final showdown to decide the winner. There are three games a day, two days in the preliminary round, two days in the semi-finals, and one day in the finals! A total of five days! Everyone! Here is the number, please come out and draw lots to determine the order of appearance and the two sides of the battle. Nangong Zhi pointed to a wooden tube next to him, in which were twelve sticks.

Murong Tianhua became the captain of the Yuan Sword Sect team without any suspense.

So soon the captains of the other teams also came out. Boarding the competition area, Murong Tianhua unconsciously looked at the Nangong family's side and found that the captain of the Nangong family's team was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenager. Murong Tianhua originally thought that the captain would be Nangong Ziqi?

"Qi'er, that young man named Murong Tianhua from the Yuan Sword Sect seems to be interesting to you!" said to a woman in the Nangong family tent who looked seven points similar to Nangong Ziqi. This woman had already noticed that Murong Tianhua had looked here several times!

"Sister Ziyan will make fun of others! People will ignore you!" Nangong Ziqi said with her head down and a red face.

"Hehe! Fourth brother, our fifth sister actually blushed!hehe!" Nangong Ziyan said to a man beside her.

"Is that kid worthy of the fourth sister, and don't forget, he's from the Murong family!" the man said. If Murong Tianhua is here. will definitely find out that this man is none other than Nangong Yi.

"Murong Tianhua, you pray one last time not to touch me! I must give you back the double humiliation you gave me last time!" Nangong Yi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and thought in his heart.

"Senior brother! That young man is Murong Tianhua! Last time I was in Guyue Town, he bullied me! Later, I couldn't find him no matter how I looked for him! I didn't expect him to hide in the Yuan Sword Sect!" At this time, in the rest room of the Yuan Wu Sect team, a young man said to a man sitting next to him.

"Yuantian! is this kind of milky hairy boy who beat you like that?" said the seated man with a smile. That's right! The person standing next to this man was none other than Yuan Tian, the young sect master of the Yuan Martial Sect that Murong Tianhua had met in Guyue Town before! The man sitting there was a senior disciple of the Yuan Martial Sect, called Liu Yu!

"Senior brother, this kid is not as simple as it seems! You have to be careful! Otherwise, it will be easy to capsize in the gutter!" Yuan Tian said seriously.

"Yuantian, don't worry, I will definitely help you get revenge!" Liu Yumo said casually.

Yuan Tian saw Liu Yu like this, and it was hard to say anything!

"I hope you don't lose in the hands of Murong Tianhua easily!" Yuan Tian said silently in his heart.

Soon, the results of the draw came in.

Murong Tianhua drew a match against a sect called Yiyuan Sect tomorrow. The Nangong family drew a match with a family called the Yan family in tomorrow! Yuan Wuzong drew a match with the Liu family in tomorrow! The Wu family drew a match with the Yan family the day after tomorrow! and a match between the Yan family and the Wu family in the day after tomorrow. The Xie family and the Lu family are in the match the day after tomorrow.

"Alright! The sign has been collected! Please go back and prepare! Please participate in the competition on time tomorrow! Those who are late will be disqualified from the competition!"

So all the people went back and got ready. Each led his team back to the place arranged by the Nangong family to rest!

Just as Murong Tianhua was about to leave the venue, a voice suddenly sounded: "Murong Tianhua, you'd better be prepared to be enlightened by death!"

Murong Tianhua looked back and found that it was Yuan Wuzong's people!

"It's you, why are you screaming again?Isn't the lesson from last time enough?" Murong Tianhua said.

"You!Murong Tianhua, don't be too arrogant!" Yuan Tian's face instantly turned red!

The other teams around also stopped, ready to watch the show!

"Murong Tianhua, it seems that there are a lot of people who hate you?" Nangong Yi thought with a sinister smile.

Murong Tianhua did not speak. Ignoring Yuan Tian and continuing to move forward! Murong Tianhua didn't want to waste time arguing with meaningless words.

"Boy, do you hear me!Don't be so arrogant!" Liu Yu said arrogantly.

"Am I arrogant? I'm very low-key!" Murong Tianhua suddenly turned around and said with a smile. Then move on!

"Huh!" The people around were so confused by Murong Tianhua's hand that they didn't know what to do!

"Hmph, boy, I'll beat you in the Martial Cultivator Competition! You'd better have this realization!" Liu Yu looked at Murong Tianhua who was far away and said loudly.

"Hehe, I'll wait!" Murong Tianhua said without looking back.

"Huh, this kid is very interesting!" Nangong Ziyan said with a smile as she looked at Murong Tianhua who was going away.

"Really?" Nangong Ziqi looked at Murong Tianhua in the distance with a complicated expression.

"Murong Tianhua, I see how long you can be proud!" Nangong Yi thought viciously in his heart.

"Big brother, third brother, what do you think!" Nangong Yi asked two men beside him who looked like him. One of them is slightly longer than Nangong Ren. The eldest young master of the Nangong family, the captain of the Nangong family team this time. The other person is the third young master of the Nangong family, Nangong Ren.

"Fourth brother, let's go! Don't talk so much nonsense!" Nangong Ren said.

Nangong Ren didn't speak! he just looked at Murong Tianhua in the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking!

"Murong Tianhua will let you be proud for a few more days, and then you won't have a chance to cry if you want to!" Yuan Tian looked at Murong Tianhua who was leaving, and said fiercely.

Soon, everyone left! In the dark corner of the venue, a shadow slowly emerged. I saw this shadow looking at Murong Tianhua in the distance, and muttered, "It should be him!" Then the shadow slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared......

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