In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight passed through the Heavenly Master Hall like a golden spear and fell directly into the Colosseum in the back mountain.

At this time, the Colosseum was already full of people, they were talking to each other, and many people were looking for acquaintances, ready to watch together.

There were quite a few people sitting in the first row, the Heavenly Master, and four of the five elders were sitting there.

In front of the mountain, a melodious bell echoed, and the old ghost sitting on the top stood up lazily and said loudly:

"The Battle of Qi Tian has officially begun!"

"This competition requires that the age must not exceed thirty years old, and the cultivation must not be lower than the Eight Trick Realm."

"All participants are invited to enter now!"

Under the order of the old ghost, the four entrances of the Colosseum began to be screened, and people were constantly brushed down, all of them because they were too old, more than thirty years old.

As for the low cultivation, there are no people who come to fill up the number indiscriminately...... After all, if the cultivation is low, it will be cold when you go up.

Zhang Bailin was at the back of the team with a loveless face, looking at the continuous entry of people, rubbing the ends of his messy hair, and said with a headache: "Why didn't you screen two days ago?" That's when it began. ”

"That's because there was a bit of an accident this year, so I didn't screen in advance, but it's okay, and it's okay soon."

A rough voice came from behind him, and when Zhang Bailin looked back, he found a middle-aged uncle with a beard, a fierce face, and a burly and straight figure standing behind him.

He touched his chin in contemplation, and wondered, "Uncle, are you sure you are not thirty years old?" ”

The burly middle-aged uncle was stunned for a moment, and said with a sincere smile: "I just look old, and I am only twenty years old this year." ”

Zhang Bailin was stunned, looked the middle-aged uncle up and down, and questioned: "Are you stupid for me?" ”

......The middle-aged uncle was a little aggrieved, and immediately took out his ID card and showed a sincere smile, "I'm really twenty years old." ”

picked up the ID card and looked at it, and found that the other party was indeed only twenty years old, Zhang Bailin returned the ID card to the other party, gave a thumbs up and praised:

"It's ripe!"

"Thanks for the compliment." The burly uncle scratched his head and smiled.

Encountering such an honest and honest uncle, Zhang Bailin was also very interested, and said with a smile: "How about we team up in the first melee?" ”

"Okay." Uncle smiled.

Originally, his cultivation was only the Eight Perfection Realm, but he didn't expect that someone would invite him to form a team before he even entered.

Zhang Bailin thought to himself: Great, with him, maybe I won't need to do it in the first round. Dao heart is so important, how can it be so easy. Be steady!

In the audience, the Celestial Master looked at the people who kept pouring into the venue, and asked with a smile, "How many people are participating in this year?" ”

An old Taoist priest with a goatee and sharp-beaked monkey cheeks walked over, and he had a tablet in his hand to check the number of participants in real time.

"There are 5,000 people now, which is a lot more than the last competition."

The Old Heavenly Master bowed slightly, "Times are changing, but they are no longer suitable for us. ”

The goatee slowly retreated, sat aside and looked at the rising numbers on it, and muttered in a low voice, "It is estimated that it will break 10,000 this year." ”

After a short time, after all the audits were completed, the doors in the four directions slowly closed, and the entire center of the Colosseum was already densely packed with people.

Looking at the Tianjiao below, the old ghost nodded and said loudly: "So...... The first scuffle begins! ”

"Remember, as long as you shout out, the four elders from the east, west, south, and north will take you out of the melee."

The burly middle-aged man who teamed up with Zhang Bailin touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Quit? ”

As the words fell, a golden light enveloped him, and by the time he reacted, he had already appeared in the audience.

Zhang Bailin was also ready to get up with this middle-aged uncle, but this brainless man quit like this, and he was speechless.

Lin Changfeng looked at the old men at the four gates in a little surprise, he saw the scene just now very clearly, the cultivation of these four elders should be in the late stage of foundation building.

It's hard to imagine that just these four elders are in the late stage of foundation building, plus the old ghosts, it is enough to see the foundation of the Heavenly Master Sect.

Song Rushuang sat in the audience, her eyes kept falling on Lin Changfeng and Bai Yue, and her heart was sour.

She is only in the sixth realm now, and she can't compete at all, looking at Bai Yue standing behind Lin Changfeng, she is jealous.

As if noticing Song Rushuang's gaze, Bai Yue raised her head arrogantly, as if she was provoking.

Looking at so many people present, Lin Changfeng felt that there was no need at all, this group of people who cultivated in the Eight Trick Realm were completely cannon fodder in front of Zhuji.

It's better to change it to a battle between Tsukiki Tianjiao.

At the moment when he thought of this, a young man in the center of the foundation building with an unstable breath suddenly made a move, and many people around him were injured by him, and he had no choice but to quit.

Just when he was going crazy and was about to eliminate more people, the spiritual power of a young man in the Eight Aperture Perfection Realm skyrocketed, and in an instant, he actually overwhelmed the foundation building realm, and even the two of them were indistinguishable.

When they started, many people around them were affected by the battle, and they had no choice but to quit.

They participated in the competition to fight for luck, and after seeing the power of the foundation building realm, they all had a clear understanding of their own strength.

The gladiatorial arena, which was originally nearly 10,000 people, walked more than half in an instant, and the audience seats were constantly filled.

Elders' seat.

The corners of Ye Tianxia's mouth rose slightly, and he sneered: "Let you in, don't dare to do it, the reason why you joined the Eight Aperture Realm is to not bury the genius, not to let you fill the number indiscriminately!" ”

He was laughing at the inadequacy of the group, and everyone bowed their heads in shame.

Ye Tianxia no longer mocked this group of young people, but looked at the young man in the middle of the gladiatorial arena and praised: "Very strong strength, it should be about to build a foundation." ”

Qin Hui on the side echoed: "Are you interested in accepting an apprentice?" With the same ancient martial arts cultivation as you, you may be able to become the next you. ”

Ye Tianxia replied non-sensitively, "How about letting your granddaughter worship under my door?" ”

Qin Huishen suddenly stopped talking, looking at Lin Changfeng and Bai Yue at the edge of the gladiatorial arena, the two of them did not move from beginning to end, and watched the battle silently.

Just when everyone was attracted by the two people fighting in the center, someone exclaimed: "Someone has done something to Lin Changfeng!" ”

Everyone hurriedly looked away, and found dozens of people with a clear goal towards Lin Changfeng, they had a strong killing intent on them, and at first glance they were people who had fought out of the sea of corpses and blood.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Lin Changfeng sneered: "Is it finally here?" ”