Chapter 29: Preliminary Round

Anyone knows him?

Lin Feng turned around.

The leader is the arrogant Yang Jialiulang, it shouldn't be his name, next to him is ......

Zhao Xingwu and Zhao Wuche!

Lin Feng didn't expect that the two would mix with Yang Jialiulang.

"What are you doing?"

In the past, Lin Feng might have wanted to kill the two of them, but now, hmm...... It's too weak.

Two seven-rank martial artists, there is no need.

"Young Master Yang, this person is Lin Feng under the Second Prince, the one who took the relics of the Second Prince."

Zhao Wuche bent down beside Yang Liulang and said.

"Yes, Young Master Yang, it is said that this person has received great benefits from the ruins, and his cultivation has risen greatly!"

Zhao Wuche looked flattering, he understood, but when did Zhao Xingwu also become what he is now?

"Really?"

Yang Liulang raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Lin Feng.

"Childe, if Childe knew Lin Feng's relic inheritance, wouldn't it be even more invincible?"

"Yes, yes, when the time comes, Gongzi will be the first person in the Daqian Dynasty!"

The two of you said a word, and I said a word, and I almost didn't say that I could go to heaven if I learned about Lin Feng's relic inheritance.

Just when Lin Feng thought that there would be a lot of trouble.

Yang Liulang suddenly made a move, but not to him, but to Zhao Wuche and Zhao Xingwu.

He was still smiling one second, and the next second he was immediately angry, and two slaps flew the two of them.

"Two idiots! Does I, Yang Ce, need to rely on the relics to strengthen my strength? ”

"The ruins are just the icing on the cake, I, Yang Ce, rely on myself!"

"Yes, yes, Childe is right."

The two lying on the ground nodded frantically.

"Also, don't think I don't know anything, you want to use me as a gunman, I'm afraid my brain is not qualified enough!"

Yang Ce shouted loudly.

This man is kind of interesting.

Lin Feng thought to himself.

Turn around and go.

Yang Ce: "Hey, what's your name!" ”

"Lin Feng."

Lin Feng's pace does not stop.

Yang Ce continued to shout in the back:

"See you in the ring then!"

I don't know if Lin Feng heard it.

was interrupted by a small episode, and the time was not early, and everyone left after watching the arena.

Lin Feng, Mu Nianci, Ma Chao and Sun Shangxiang returned to the courtyard.

Nothing happened overnight.

Day 2.

The competition has officially begun.

The second prince brought everyone to the arena.

Not only the participants, but many other people came to watch the game, but it was not free, and each person had ten lower grade yuan stones per day.

Lin Feng secretly smacked his tongue, black! It's so dark!

At this point, the huge arena has been divided into four zones, each with nine rings and a draw.

In the center of the field sat the referees.

Surrounded by a circle are the players' seats and spectators' seats.

The scene is very large, but fortunately, everyone is a martial artist, even if it is far away, you can see it clearly.

Of course, if you want to be closer, you can sit in the small audience next to the ring.

Lin Feng and others sat down.

After everyone was in place, an old man rose into the air without showing cultivation.

"Everyone, from today, the Great Qianhuang Dynasty competition officially began, a total of 2,184 contestants, please go to the corresponding competition area according to the group number and number in your hand, draw lots, and compete!"

"The top 80 winners of the competition will be eligible to represent the Great Qian Dynasty to participate in the Hundred Dynasties Competition!"

The old man's words resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

Ma Chao, Mu Nianci and Sun Shangxiang signed up very early, so they were numbered first, and the group number was even higher, basically in the first area.

Lin Feng was the last to sign up, the twentieth group, so it was in the fourth area.

"I'll come and see your game when I'm done."

"Hahaha, Childe, then we'll see who is faster!"

Ma Chao said with a smile.

Immediately, several people went to their respective areas.

Lin Feng also came to the fourth area.

There was also a middle-aged referee in the fourth area, and he was only heard saying:

"Each player is in position, and first go to the draw to draw the first and second opponents they need to fight."

This Lin Feng knows that you draw others, but others may not be able to draw you, so there will be two games.

It also speeds up the pace of the game.

Lin Feng stepped forward to draw lots and drew the sixth number of the twenty groups.

I don't know who drew him, he's number nine.

The draw is over, and then the referees call out.

Each of the five rings has its own number of players to be contested.

Lin Feng is the fifth ring.

"Please play five groups of No. 1 and five groups of sixteen!"

With the referee's order, the two men flew out of the player's seat and landed firmly on the ring.

Lin Feng slumped in his seat, trying to find the most comfortable position to watch the game in front of him.

Both of them are very young, one is a martial artist and the other is a martial artist, but they are evenly matched.

In the end, the martial artist 1 Yipin also won.

Then it was two to ninety-nine.

……

Descend in order.

Soon it was Lin Feng's turn.

Lin Feng is playing against the twenty-one.

It's a pity that the other party is a martial artist, as soon as he came on the field, Lin Feng directly sent out the cultivation of the peak of the Martial Emperor, and immediately scared off the person and directly admitted defeat.

Lin Feng won and got ten points.

In an instant, Lin Feng on the stage felt that there were dozens more eyes looking at him.

After all, if there is one more Martial Emperor in his group, he will basically be one of the top ten in the group.

Soon, everyone's first game was over.

Then the referee called the number from the back to the front.

Lin Feng had been waiting, and he almost fell asleep before he called him.

This time he met was also a martial artist, and Lin Feng easily won the battle again.

At this point, Lin Feng's game today is over.

After the game, Lin Feng also went to other areas to watch other people's games.

Basically, they all won, only Xing Daorong was more unlucky, he met a six-rank martial emperor and lost once.

But it's not a big deal, there are only five Martial Emperors in his group, and the pressure is not too great, even if he fails, there will be a knockout round.

Ma Chao's group is really terrifying, the ten Martial Emperors, fortunately, Ma Chao Martial Emperor cultivates, and whoever encounters it surrenders directly.

At the end of the game one day, everyone on Lin Feng's side won all except Xing Daorong.

On the second day, the game continued, and Lin Feng also met a martial emperor, but unfortunately there were only six grades, and he was easily pinched by Lin Feng.

Two more wins.

The final day is the final match for the final 10 of the group.

There will be no draw of lots for this match, and the group judges will basically make a strength table based on the ranking of each player on those days.

The strong against the weak, and those who are about the same in strength will also meet.

Lin Feng's strength was not medium, so he met a martial artist as usual and easily advanced to the top ten in the group.

Then he went to watch everyone else play, but it wasn't a big deal.

Xing Daorong also won, ranking tenth in points, which can be regarded as rubbing his fart-strands across the line.

The next thing is a one-day knockout round, and it doesn't have much to do with Lin Feng.

So the next day......

Tavern drinking.

On the dinner table.

"About one-third of the martial artists have been eliminated this time, and the remaining martial artists will not exceed two hundred and fifty at most, including the martial artists who may be promoted in the knockout round."

Lin Feng analyzed.

This first round of the competition is basically to select geniuses who have no martial artists to fight beyond the ranks, but unfortunately there are very few such people, and most of them are also going to the Royal Martial Arts Rookie Competition.

The next game is the most important thing, because there will be very few martial artists in the martial arts realm, and even if there are, they are all super geniuses with the combat power of the martial emperor.

Breaking through the coercion of the Martial Emperor realm requires not only amazing qualifications and cultivation resources, but more importantly, amazing will.

At that time, I still remembered that Sun Shangxiang temporarily blocked the coercion of Emperor Wu.

Among them, her qualifications and exercises have helped a lot, and more importantly, she has the heart that does not admit defeat.

"What Childe said is right, I have investigated, this time there are three hundred people above the Martial Emperor realm, and there are twenty-one in the Martial Emperor realm, if you want to win among them, it is still a little difficult."

"And these Martial Emperors are all exposed, I don't know if there are other Martial Emperors."

Shi Qian took a sip of wine and said.

Emperor Wu can hide his realm.

I am afraid that he is the only one who has time to inquire about this kind of news.

"Twenty-one Martial Emperor ......"

Lin Feng muttered, a look of hesitation on his face.

Even though he had long known that the major forces might be hiding a Martial Emperor, he was still a little shocked to know that there were so many young Martial Emperors.

He wants to win the championship because the system mission already starts when he steps into the field.

Only by winning the championship can you get all the system rewards, and winning alone may not be enough.

"Oh, of course this doesn't include Brother Ma."

Shi Qian smiled and pushed the wine in his hand to Ma Chao, and then drank it all.

"Shi Qian, can you tell me about the specific cultivation and information of these twenty-one Martial Emperors?"

"Listen to yeither."

Lin Feng's question made everyone present a little surprised.

Could it be that Childe has the idea of winning the championship, if not, there is no need to inquire about this kind of news.

At that moment, he said what he knew.

These twenty-one Martial Emperors, twelve of them are from the Royal Martial Hall, and most of them are older, basically they are the last chance to participate in the Hundred Dynasties Competition, of course, there are also younger ones, but their cultivation will not be too high.

The other seven are from the seven major families of the Imperial Dynasty, and the last two of the remaining are scattered cultivators who have no power.

"You focus on these two loose cultivators."

Lin Feng said.

"Okay."

"The first casual cultivator, his name is Miao Yi, the cultivation of the Eighth Rank Martial Emperor, according to legend, he is likely to have obtained the inheritance of relics, and he basically does not use his own hands when fighting with people, but can use chess."

"Chess?"

Lin Feng was puzzled.

"That's right, it's a chess formation to be exact, but it's not a real formation, it's quite weird anyway."

Shi Qian said.

"What about the other one?"

"Another loose cultivator, his name is Ximen Black Bull, the cultivation of the Jiupin Martial Emperor, it is said that he used to herd cattle, I don't know why he entered the martial arts, and since then he has been out of control, and this physique seems to be a bit special, with rough skin and thick meat, great strength, and often able to fight beyond the level, a bit like his name."

"Really?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened and he glanced at Sandun.

The world is so big that it's really amazing.

Thinking this way, others may not necessarily be weaker.

In this way, it seems that it will be difficult to win the championship.

Lin Feng began to think, perhaps, it was time for him to improve his strength again.

Emperor Wu?

It's easy.

The city was still very lively at this time, there were those who added gambling games, and there were also treasures that peddled elixirs to enhance their strength.

However, Lin Feng and the others didn't have many yuan stones on them, and second, they didn't rely on these.

Three piers are enough.

So when they had drunk their wine, they had spoken for a while, and went back to their places.