The arena of the Imperial Spirit Dawu was built on the largest square of the Imperial Spirit City, and the three arenas combined had a total of 50,000 positions, and if you count the standing positions, 100,000 people could accommodate it.

From the outside, the platform used for the game is very simple and simple compared with the spectator seats, a circular platform built by countless special stones, there is a ten-meter grass outside the platform, and some stone tablets engraved with special inscriptions are outside, and these stone tablets can release a transparent protective cover during the game, which can effectively prevent the audience from being injured.

Now the whole square can be described as a sea of people, although each ticket has a special place, but in order to avoid the embarrassing situation of too many people to enter, many people still came early, and those who did not need to buy tickets even began to wait in line yesterday to enter.

When you buy a ticket, you can see it clearly from any position; If you don't have a ticket, it's all up to who's early.

In the contestant's preparation room, it was the first time for Ferris River to see such a spectacular scene, and he couldn't help but say, "It's so spectacular." ”

At this moment, a discordant caustic voice rang out.

"What a hillbilly."

Ferris couldn't help but frown and glanced at the man.

It was a man wearing a yellow dress and looking a little mean, and the man standing next to him happened to be Wang Yi, who had been slapped by Viashi, and Wang Yi was looking at Ferris with a displeased face.

Mo Tianhe suddenly turned his head speechlessly, thinking that if they met on the field, they must teach him a good lesson, so that he can remember it for a long time.

A huge light screen opened in the air, and inside was a serious-looking middle-aged man, and as the light screen opened, the entire square quickly fell silent.

"Today is the beginning of the new Imperial Spirit Martial Arts, I am your old friend Li Qilong, and I am very grateful to you for taking time out of your busy schedules to watch this session of the Imperial Spirit Martial Arts."

"Due to the large number of participants in this year, then to make a long story short, this year's regulations are the same as the previous ones, no dead hands, no disabilities, out of the round platform is eliminated, the flight altitude can not exceed 100 meters above the ground, one party admits defeat and coma and the other party must not continue to attack, and those who violate the rules are eliminated."

"Due to the large number of participants, all the participants appeared in numbers when the competition list was announced, so remember not to make a mistake."

"Half an hour later, the first of the three arenas started at the same time, so don't forget the time."

I don't know when, Mo Tianhe suddenly had a stone tablet engraved with numbers in his hand.

One hundred and thirty-five.

The light screen in the air also turned into a chart, and each text was only the size of a fly, and if you weren't a qi practitioner, you would definitely not be able to read it clearly.

Mo Tianhe's eyes slid down with the chart, and after nearly ten minutes, he finally saw his number, and his opponent was five thousand one hundred and ten.

Mo Tianhe was very shocked, there were more than 7,000 high-level qi practitioners who came to participate in the competition, and Mo Tianhe didn't know that there were not only local high-level qi practitioners in Huangling City, but also other places, and this was still the number of people in the City Lord's Mansion after strict review.

"Brother Wang, my opponent is number one hundred and thirty-five."

Mo Tianhe heard Wang Yi's familiar voice, he really didn't expect that there would be a total of two places for the City Lord's Mansion to participate in the superior qi practitioners, and they would meet together in the first game, and there was no one else who was really lucky.

Compared with the three platforms, the one with the best sense of viewing is definitely the platform of the intermediate qi training master, where a bright light appears from time to time, while the senior qi practitioner here looks much more ordinary.

Wait until the afternoon before it is the turn of the Ferris River.

"In the next game of one hundred and thirty-five against five thousand one hundred and ten, two players will enter."

Wang Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped directly from the arrogant high and landed on the platform, while Motianhe walked unhurriedly from the steps on the other side of the platform.

When Wang Yi saw that his opponent was Ferris River, his originally arrogant expression was slightly stunned, and he turned to show an abnormal smile.

Vias's slap, he didn't have the ability to hit it back, but he could hit Motianhe in the face, and he was beaten in front of so many people, and he used a little more force, tsk, just thinking about it makes me feel cool.

"Let's go." When the referee saw Wang Yi's strange expression, his heart was also in shock, is this person a pervert?

"Do you know how I've spent all this time? That slap, I want to fan back in my dreams, watch the moves, jump on the mountain, and destroy the mountain. ”

Wang Yi spread his legs apart and pressed down on his right fist and pulled back, the yellow heavenly qi wandered between his right arm, and a heavy aura emanated from Wang Yi's body, and the space seemed to become heavy.

Ten force, all issued, indomitable without leaving half a move for himself, which means that once he can't hurt the Ferris River, he will fall into passivity.

"Red Scales, Demon Slayer."

The lower the cultivation, the smaller the gap between the different qi cultivation techniques, both of them are going all out, and whoever can win depends on whose cultivation is solid.

The strong aura on Wang Yi's body is far better than when he was in trouble with Motianhe before, obviously he did not have half a point of convergence, and the Motianhe fist condensed a cyclone with a few sparks.

Bang –

When the fists collided, a hurricane rushed straight into the audience, and countless people grabbed their clothes and hats to prevent them from being blown away, and some beautifully dressed women hurriedly held down the hem of their skirts to prevent them from going away.

Wang Yi was shocked, it wouldn't take long for him to advance to a lower-level Qi cultivation master, and his full strength was actually eaten by a stinky boy who was not yet an adult.

When Wang Yi was shocked, Ferris River was actually not comfortable, the huge impact and violent heavenly qi made his arms tremble slightly, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: How ruthless is this? Come up with all your strength, and it's not me who slaps you.

Ferris River appeared behind Wang Yi using the Sky Command, and the fluctuations of the heavenly qi exuded between the palms of his hands were full of a sense of crisis, Wang Yi decisively ignited the heavenly qi that erupted all over his body, and he repelled the Ferris River a few meters.

"Stinky boy, you forced me." The vibration wave emitted by Wang Yi igniting the Heavenly Qi instantly consumed fifty percent of his Heavenly Qi.

Wang Yi stretched out his palm, and an axe appeared in his hand, the axe was yellow all over, exuding a rich aura, this was a spiritual weapon.

"Boy, this is an eight-grade spiritual weapon." This weapon was exchanged for it by him at a great cost from his brother Wang, although the City Lord's Mansion also had spiritual weapons as a reward, but those that could only be obtained by a lower-level Qi cultivation master.

Ferris pouted, looking unconcerned.

Wang Yi's eyes flashed with disdain, and his expression was hideous, "Jumping on the mountain, splitting the ground." ”

The terrifying spirit axe slashed towards the Ferris River, but the Ferris River was still motionless, some of the audience exclaimed, and some looked flat and thought that the Ferris River was arrogant.

The referee saw that Ferris River did not defend or attack, and was ready to rescue at any time, but he was also a little hesitant when he saw that Ferris River still had hole cards.

Bang——, the two touched, and an explosion sounded.

A second before the spirit axe slashed into the Ferris River, the red scale armor appeared, and a faint flash of light flashed, and the spirit axe fell on the small arm of the Ferris River on his chest, and not even a scratch appeared on the red scale armor.

Wang Yi's face suddenly showed horror, the referee also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the audience let out a loud roar, ordinary people can also see that the axe is a spiritual weapon, it stands to reason that only the attack of the spiritual weapon at the same level is eaten by the spiritual weapon, but Motianhe does not seem to have suffered any damage at all, which is beyond their cognition.

Some of the sects and powerful cultivators who were watching the battle whispered with shocked faces on the contestants.

"It can't be." An old man from the Lower Three Sects stood up and said in shock.

Only Viagra, who knew the reason, was calm, and the fleeting light shield was obviously the seventh-grade spirit clock of the Ferris River.

"It seems that this one hundred and thirty-five needs to be paid attention to, a qi training technique can actually block the attack of the eight-rank spirit weapon." A young man dressed as a boy said expressionlessly.

While others were still shocked, the Ferris River moved.

The forearm rotated to push the spirit axe away, and the other hand popped out and grabbed Wang Yi's neck who was in a stupor, and the arm against the spirit axe stretched out, and his fingers used the heavenly qi on the acupuncture point on Wang Yi's shoulder.

With a bang, Wang Yi's arm lost sensation, and the spirit axe fell to the ground.

Wang Yi's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "No, it's impossible, you cheat." ”

Wang Yi's body once again showed fluctuations in the qi of the sky, how could Motianhe let him succeed, the palm of his hand was slightly exerted on Wang Yi's neck, Wang Yi's face showed embarrassment, and the qi of heaven was also dispersed, Motianhe pushed him a few steps and pressed Wang Yi to the ground to prevent him from touching the spirit axe.

"Still not admitting defeat?" Mo Tianhe said unwillingly when he saw Wang Yi's face.

Who knew that Wang Yi actually broke the defense and directly began to explode foul language.

Ugly words burst out, and the unbearable Ferris River punched Wang Yi in the face one after another, and immediately became blue and swollen.

The referee was a little speechless for these two guys, but Wang Yi did not admit defeat, did not fall into a coma, and was not disabled, and the attack of Motianhe did not even use the qi of heaven, and he did not have the power to stop it.

"Call you to scold, call you to scold, today I will teach you what it means to speak well."

Ferris simply sat directly on Wang Yi, and the two fists took turns to serve.

"Wow, this person is too good, and no one else has the ability to resist." The girl in the audience couldn't help but say.

"Then when I meet him, Sister Ziyin can beat him up." The man beside the girl said.

"No, people aren't violent women, if it weren't for grandpa saying that the first place might be recognized by that thing, people wouldn't have signed up."

Finally, Wang Yi fell into a coma under Motianhe's fist, and the referee hurriedly stopped him and declared Motianhe the winner.

Wang Yi's bones are also hard enough, and he didn't say anything soft throughout the whole process.

"Is this kid the one who was interested in Lord Xingjun? I really can't see any bright spots. There were several gray-haired old men in a room who looked at the Ferris River in the light screen and said lightly, they were all the real core figures in the City Lord's Mansion.

"Maybe he's hiding something, is his seven-grade spiritual weapon given by Weierda?" Even if the old man was not at the scene, he could clearly see how Motianhe blocked Wang Yi's attack.

"I'm a little disappointed, but hopefully he'll finish first." Another old man spoke.

"First place? This time, the newcomers who are likely to win the championship in the upper two and lower three sects, and it is simply whimsical to want to win the championship with a seven-grade spiritual weapon. ”

"Indeed, the Lingzhi of the Imperial Sword Gate, the Wuli of the Mountain Stream Cliff, the Ming Ziyin of the Spirit Puppet Sect, and even the Tang Sect at the bottom and the Medicine Sect that are not good at fighting all have good candidates, Motianhe...... Difficult. ”

Although there were others who did not speak, none of them were optimistic about the Ferris River, and if they knew that the Ferris River could destroy the magic pattern, they might change their minds, but they definitely did not think that they could win the first place.

When Mo Tianhe stepped off the battlefield, the other contestants had some fear in their eyes, and there were countless people among them who practiced qi tricks and had defensive skills, but they couldn't do it with the help of qi tricks to block the eight-grade spirit weapon.

There is no competition today, and Mo Tianhe left the Emperor Spirit Dawu directly.

"Little Brother Tianhe, are you planning to go back, why don't you go to my Shihuang Hall first?"