Liao Jie's sudden appearance, then his rapid disappearance, and the old man in the VIP seat who barely attracted anyone's attention, these anomalies made Xiao Yun even more vigilant.

If, as Liao Jie said, the attack and defense of the Flame Amethyst Array were quite amazing, then this large array was obviously not just for the benefit of ordinary people. Since it is not for the people, then ...... It can only be to watch out for all the cultivators present - whether they are from their own country or from other empires!

Looking at the chatting and laughing with each other on the high platform of the VIP seats, and looking at the excitement of the crowd in the south, west and north of the audience, Xiao Yun somehow always felt that it was an unprecedented storm hidden under this positive atmosphere.

The amethyst screen is locked, and the image formed by the principle of light refraction is also fixed.

Everything was going according to plan, Murong Bo looked around and said loudly: "I don't need to say much about the rules of the Shenzhou Martial Arts Association, everyone under the age of twenty can participate." I believe you have also understood that the three layers of stone platforms in the field correspond to the three age groups of the participants, from bottom to top, from young to long. ”

"So, please be in place. ”

Murong Bo raised his hand to show that nearly 10,000 people in the martial arts test venue moved. Everyone knows what stage they are in, so some people go on stage, some people go down, and there is an order in the venue.

The people around him kept changing, and the age changed from sixteen or seventeen years old to these children who are now about ten years old. Xiao Yun stood quietly among a group of children, although these children were still young, most of them had already cultivated in the martial realm, it seemed that the training of cultivators within the empire had been grasped since childhood.

But the people on the third layer of the stone platform, after all, are limited by age, and no matter how high their strength is, they can't be much higher. The natural level cannot be compared with the first two stone platforms, so since ancient times, the attention of this third stone platform is far from being equal to the other two.

Teenagers between the ages of eleven and twelve, fifteen or sixteen, consciously walked up to the second stone platform, which was their home field.

Xiao Yun looked around, but did not move immediately. He stood in the middle of a group of children who were a head shorter than him, and with his eye-catching tin box, it really attracted a lot of attention at this moment. The children on the third floor, in particular, were mostly staring at him with a curious look.

Feeling the sight coming from all directions, Xiao Yun smiled slightly, and finally lifted his steps and walked towards the second layer of stone platform.

Perhaps because Xiao Yun's iron box was too dazzling, the children's eyes all followed him all the way to the second stone platform.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Climbing the stairs, Xiao Yun ascended to the second stone platform.

As soon as he went up to the second layer of the stone platform, Xiao Yun immediately noticed the change in the atmosphere. He looked at the eyes of several people around him, and he couldn't see the innocence and friendliness in the eyes of the children on the lower floor, and the second layer was more wary, guarded, and even hostile!

As people get older, they seem to be losing something.

There weren't many acquaintances on this floor, and all Xiao Yun could think of was probably Murong Qingcheng. Murong Qingcheng is about the same age as him, and now he is sixteen years old, this age is actually quite selective, basically belonging to a layer of "less than the top, more than the bottom".

Murong Qingcheng never seemed to be determined to win the first championship, so she should be at this level.

Xiao Yun quickly searched around, but did not see Murong Qingcheng. After all, each layer of stone platform is circular, and the number of people on the stone platform is even thousands, and the chance of two people being able to meet can be said to be very small.

Ascending to the second stone platform, his footsteps did not stop.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, he still walked towards the top stone platform without hurrying.

Undoubtedly, that is the highlight of every Shenzhou martial arts meeting.

The first layer of stone platforms is all above seventeen years old and under twenty years old, but their strength is all above the Houwu Nine Realms. There are countless Tongmai realms, and this is the highest level of the conference.

Xiao Yun is only sixteen years old.

He didn't have to go to the top at all.

At the second layer, his strength in the Houwu Nine Realms was top-notch.

At the first layer, the strength of his Houwu Nine Heavy Realm was only at the bottom.

For anyone else, they may choose to forcibly take the crown and give up the first crown.

Because, the crown of the jaw is like a bag to take things, but the first crown is difficult to climb to the sky.

However, Xiao Yun is not anyone else.

He is Xiao Yun.

The Xiao Yun who made a promise to win the first crown.

One step, one step at a time. The steps are small, but they are extremely determined.

"Who is this man?"

"What does he want to do? Does he want to go to the first floor?"

"What an imperial kid is so self-conscious. ”

"Ridiculous!"

"Poor ......"

All of a sudden, from the second and first floors of the stone platform, voices of disdain and mockery were heard one after another. In the venue of nearly 10,000 people, Xiao Yun's reputation was only limited to the Yanhua Empire after all, and those who came from other empires naturally didn't know: Xiao Yun had already boasted of winning the first crown a month ago.

At this moment, most of the people up and down have stopped. Almost everyone went to the stone platforms suitable for their age group, and there were almost no people on the stone steps between the stone platforms.

However, the stone steps connecting the first and second stone platforms still have a thin back at this time.

He carried a long, narrow tin box that covered his ass at one end and raised his head at the other.

The audience was silent, waiting for him to choose his position as soon as possible.

Even in the audience, countless pairs of eyes were gathered on Xiao Yun at this time. Through the refraction of light, his back looked even more resolute on the four crystal screens.

And those cultivators who had chosen a location and waited for Murong Bo to announce the start of the martial arts meeting had not been instructed for a long time. If there are no instructions, it means that there are still people who have not chosen the platform.

In this way, whether it was the audience or the cultivators participating in the martial arts meeting, more than 20,000 eyes were all added to Xiao Yun.

However, Xiao Yun was unaware.

Now he is far from being as relaxed as he seems.

For some reason, when he stepped on the first step to the first stone platform, a myriad of different forces suddenly fell from the sky and all fell on him.

Clang.

As soon as he took the first step, a footstep sounded far heavier than a normal walk, but no one noticed. Immediately after the second step, the sound was only stronger than the first, but it was still drowned out by the noisy environment around it.

And then the third step, the fourth step, is the same.

Until he reached the middle of the stone steps.

At this time, he was the only one who was still on the stone steps, and he was the only one who had not yet chosen a position.

But he can't be blamed, because he is the only one who has extraordinary strength to fight against him when he walks.

With each step up, that strength grows a little bit. With each step, the hem of his shirt became a little wetter.

"Before you started, were you afraid of me?" Xiao Yun snorted softly in his heart, he regarded these inexplicable forces against himself as a measure taken by someone within the empire who did not want him to win the first crown.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Xiao Yun's every step is very rhythmic. Every step is unusually heavy.

As the audience fell silent, the sound of his footsteps rang in the ears of those around him.

Especially the cultivators with a slightly higher realm could hear his footsteps very clearly.

"How could it be?" The attentive person actually found that Xiao Yun had left wet footprints behind him.

"What's that?!"

"It's so oppressive. ”

"What's going on?"

More and more people discovered the difference in Xiao Yun's body, and some people even released their own perceptions, and they actually felt enough suffocating oppression around Xiao Yun.

There are five more steps.

Xiao Yun looked at the top of the steps and counted down silently.

Four steps.

He gritted his teeth, the invisible force oppressed, and the iron box weighing more than a thousand catties on his back, his physical strength was already overdrawn.

What's more, he is still seriously injured and has not recovered.

Three steps.

He only felt weak in his limbs and dizzy in front of him. Sweat rolled down his cheeks, dripping down the stone steps, and even sounded a ticking sound.

Instead of laughter, there were exclamations, and occasionally a hint of admiration.

"That's pretty much it!"

When the audience was silent, a soft shout suddenly sounded from the VIP seat.

The sound was not loud, but the more than 20,000 people present all felt as if they were right in their ears.

It was this voice that carried a fierce offensive and came to Xiao Yun's head in an instant. Xiao Yun only heard the sound of "Boom", and all the forces that were intertwined in his head were torn apart in an instant.

The oppression suddenly came to naught.

Xiao Yun suddenly felt comfortable and indescribably light. On the last two steps, he jumped up as if he were happy, but the soles of his wet feet still had two footprints on the stage - they were sweat.

Although his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, Xiao Yun knew that if he hadn't been helped just now, he would probably not have been able to walk the last two stone steps.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the high platform of the VIP seat, whether it was the previous oppression or the sound of tearing apart the oppression later, all of them swept over from the high platform.

And when his eyes touched the high platform, he saw that nearly a hundred pairs of eyes on the high platform were actually staring at the old man who appeared last. Even Tranquility, Lei Long, and Murong Bo are no exception. And from the eyes of those people, Xiao Yun could only read two words: Hell!

However, where the gaze was focused, the old man sitting to the left of the throne was still unsound, oblivious to all these gazes. His old eyes seemed to be closed, as if he was napping.

"It seems that this old man helped me out. After just one glance, Xiao Yun immediately understood the previous situation. It was probably that many people behind the old man came together to suppress Xiao Yun and wanted to give Xiao Yun some problems, but the old man couldn't stand it, and the lightning shot to erase everyone's strength.

After all, the old man's sentence "It's almost enough" was heard by everyone present.

Judging from the expressions of everyone on the high platform, it is very likely that the strength of this old man is completely superior to everyone present.

"Ahem. Everyone was a little confused, but Murong Bo was the first to react, coughing lightly twice, before shouting loudly, "Now, the conference begins, three layers of stone platforms, each with a hundred!"

"I abstain!" However, before Murong Bo finished speaking, a childish voice suddenly floated out.