Hearing this, everyone below instantly became quiet, and Na Tianming continued to say: "There are six rings here, that is, the high platform you see, and when the game begins, all of them will be drawn by lot, and finally six teams will be discharged. After a pause, Na Tianming's eyelids jumped and continued: "The six teams are located in their respective rings, and the team competition will be held first, and each player can advance with one enemy and five players. After that, the teams of six promoted players will compete against each other, and each will defeat ten people to advance and get a ticket to the Battle Pavilion!"

As soon as these words came out, the more than 4,000 players below all had their faces leaking from the earth, and this kind of wheel battle format made them all feel that it was too harsh.

It's acceptable to beat five people in this team competition, but after everyone has gone through several battles, they will face ten opponents next, and they will have to defeat them one by one, which is inevitably beyond the difficulty factor.

Even if you barely beat the five players of your own team, you can almost eliminate 80% of them in the next six team competitions.

In addition, it is also necessary to remind that life and death have their own destiny in the competition, and those who admit defeat in the middle can kneel on their knees to signal, so that the judge can make a judgment in time. After discovering that the faces of the people below were like ashes, Na Tianming sneered in his heart and continued: "Also, you can't take any restoring pills during the battle. There is no quarter of an hour's rest from the first round of the battle to the end, and if anyone dares to take the pill secretly, they will be disqualified from the competition and their cultivation will be revoked!"

"How can you be so cold-blooded? What kind of competition is this, Lao Tzu is not comparable, the court is amazing!"

"Yes, it's not comparable, what the hell is this selection of talents, is this obviously asking for human lives!

The people below who were angry about the rules of the game all left angrily. In less than a moment, more than 4,000 people, encouraged by the masses, left one into two, and two into three.

Although being able to pass the guò competition will give you a path to cultivation, most people still choose to give up the competition, preferring to leave safely rather than break the boat.

After seeing that nearly a thousand people had left, Na Tianming and the ruling elder who had been staying next to him did not have any emotional fluctuations.

It's very conspicuous, they have long been surprised, the Inquisition Tournament has been held for hundreds of years, and almost every time someone disobeys the rules of the tournament and leaves angrily.

For such a person, even if the talent is high, the Inquisition will not be rare. Because they only need the elite to endure hardship, not the elite who retreat when they see some hardship.

"Qianming, do you think the rules of this competition are reasonable?" asked Bella, holding a white cigarette and looking at Yang Qianming in front of her.

Looking back at him, Yang Qianming said lightly: "It's quite reasonable." ”

Bella nodded thoughtfully when she heard this, and did not speak, and Raphael on the side immediately disagreed when she saw it: "Reasonable fart, where is this selection of elites, it is obviously choosing dead soldiers!"

At this time, Xiao Feng, who had not spoken, spoke: "After seeing these rules, I understand why the court has been standing at the top of the pyramid on the continent for thousands of years. ”

"What's the matter, I guess I'm going to be eliminated in the first round," Yang Qianxun said very unconfidently.

patting him on the shoulder, Yang Qianming comforted: "Believe in yourself, and always remember our mission!"

With that, Yang Qianming quietly handed him ten Venerable-grade spirit stones.

Seeing this, Yang Qianxun was surprised: "Big brother, where are you from?"

"This is the bride price given by your sister-in-law. Yang Qianming said with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Seeing this, knowing that Yang Qianming's sore spot was mentioned, Yang Qianxun immediately changed the topic and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely persevere to the end, otherwise I will be sorry for these ten spars." ”

Knowing that he was afraid that he would think of the sad past, Yang Qianming felt a warm current in his heart and said in a deep voice: "I believe in you." ”

"Lao Yang, you are a little unparticular, you don't treat your brothers as brothers, don't you share good things. Raphael pretended to be angry and looked at Yang Qianming.

Smiling slightly, Yang Qianming had already prepared theirs.

The spar can stabilize the energy in the body, allowing the cultivator to recover quickly, and promote the cultivation to improve in a short period of time, so at the critical moment of the competition, Yang Qianming divided the spar one by one.

Except for Yang Qianxun, who has ten, the rest of Xiao Feng and the three are five. A single vein can collect up to a million hedrons. Yang Qianming knew that in the future, there would be a lot of places where he needed spars, so he didn't want to be extravagant and wasteful.

To deal with this competition, five spars were enough, but Yang Qianming was worried about Yang Qianxun, so fortunately he gave him ten.

Yang Qianxun is also the lowest strength here, since he said that he would avenge his father together, Yang Qianming can't watch him stop failing.

After getting the spare, the impression of the three of them Yang Qianming has changed again, and their feelings are really flying straight like a rocket.

The spar is the most precious thing on the mainland, whether it is a soul-level spar or a spirit weapon spar, it is that kind of precious treasure.

If it weren't for the relationship, no one would give away the hedron that was beneficial to them to others in vain. But Yang Qianming not only sent it, but also sent it to the level of the honorable weapon, and the bold gift was five.

"Qianming, you can't take out this kind of thing at will in the future, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster!" Xiao Feng cautiously looked at Yang Qianming and instructed, and it could be seen that he regarded Yang Qianming as a true brother, so he said this.

After hearing this, Yang Qianming was naturally moved from the bottom of his heart, but he looked at everyone with a smile: "That's for others, between your own brothers, and you still care about this?

"You kid!" Xiao Feng, Raphael, and Bella all punched Yang Qianming together, and laughed in unison.

Since the use of pills is not allowed, then Yang Qianming will take advantage of this loophole, and the use of spar recovery power should not be considered a foul.

While everyone was talking, the players who wanted to leave in the square had also left, and the ruling elder Ronan looked in the direction of the palace and said in a deep voice: "After the first round of the team match, Emperor Brando will personally come here to watch, so come on, everyone, the game will begin!"

After that, there were many invigilators standing under the six rings, handing out team number plates to the contestants and drawing lots.

The contestants all received their own wooden number plates, and then came to the teams under the ring of Xuanyi to Xuanliu to stand up.

Yang Qianming found the man in white yesterday in the crowd, he saw Yang Qianming at the same time, and cast a provocative smile.

"It's not good! He's in a group with Qianxun!" Yang Qianming looked at the man in white who was standing in the same line as Yang Qianxun, and secretly said that something was wrong.

After receiving the license plate, Yang Qianming found that his wooden license plate was engraved with Xuanliu, so he came to the team under the Xuanliu ring.

Xiao Feng also followed after a while, looked at Yang Qianming and said with a smile: "If you meet it for a while, don't show mercy!"

"Don't worry, I'll beat you down!" Yang Qianming could only pray for Yang Qianxun, hoping that he would not meet the young man in white, otherwise he would definitely die for life.

And Raphael and Bella were also drawn to the ring of Xuan San and Xuan No. 1 respectively, and only Yang Qianming and Xiao Feng met together among the four.

Looking at Yang Qianming, who was worried, Xiao Feng asked with concern, "Qianming, what's wrong with you?"

Shaking his head, Yang Qianming was suddenly stunned again, because he saw the rabbit mask man, and was assigned to the Xuan No. 3 ring with Yu Fan and Dugu Dark Xiang.

It was Raphael's ring, and Yang Qianming was not surprised that Yu Fan and Dugu Dark Xiang could come to participate in the competition. But he was surprised that Dugu Dark Fragrance's strength had reached the peak of Emperor Zun in just a few days.

You must know that she was only in the early stage of the Martial Saint before, Yang Qianming couldn't understand how she had improved her strength so quickly in a short period of time.

"It's nothing, just a little worried about Chihiro. Yang Qianming retracted his gaze and began to concentrate on preparing for the battle, in his opinion, the grievances between Dugu Dark Xiang and Yu Fan, maybe it was right to dodge.

After all, they have all experienced life and death together, and Yang Qianming doesn't want to pursue anything with them about Lan Meier's affairs.

patting Yang Qianming's shoulder, Xiao Feng comforted: "Don't worry, your second brother will definitely be promoted!"

I don't know when, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

In the Xuanliu ring, there was a middle-aged man, dressed in a robe that was a little sloppy, but there was a golden halo of carved brush shining on his chest.

I know very well that the carved golden brush represents the position in the Inquisition, the senior judge, and each of them is a strong person in the realm of honoring the king.

The position of the inquisition court is somewhat peculiar, in addition to the bronze, silver, and gold court emperors, from high to low, it can be divided into eight ranks: the judgment of the twelve guards (Holy Emperor), the adjudication elder (Holy King), the grand adjudicator (Zun Sheng), the adjudicator (Zun Di), the senior judge (Zun Wang), the intermediate judge (Emperor Saint), the low-level judge (Emperor Zun), and the first-level sanctioner (Emperor).

And each rank also has a corresponding status symbol carved on the chest of its robe. The sanctioner is the blade of sanctions, and the judges at the top, from low to high, can be judged by the color of the brush on the chest, which is divided into three types: copper, silver and gold.

As for the Adjudicator, it is a weapon carved on the chest like a club, and from the Adjudicator to the Grand Adjudicator and the Elder, they are also replaced by bronze, silver and gold.

The twelve guards of the trial, which were second only to the three court emperors, almost every one of them was a strong storage zài, and it was difficult to see it on weekdays, so the identity pattern on his chest was unknown.

He even sent a high-ranking judge to be the invigilator, and it seems that the Eastern Trial Court attaches great importance to this competition.

"Now, please draw the players from Xuanliu No. 1 and No. 2 to compete on the stage!" said the senior judge aloud below, a pair of eagle-like eyes blazing.

Hearing this, Yang Qianming hurriedly picked up his wooden number plate and took a look, there was a number eight behind the Xuanliu ring on it, and it was very obvious that his opponent was the person with the Xuanliu or Ninth card.

"I'm Xuanliu Nine," Xiao Feng said speechlessly as he stood behind Yang Qianming.

Yang Qianming also felt that it was too much of a coincidence, so he made a silent decapitation action at him.

As soon as the senior judge's voice fell, Yang Qianming saw a young man in red jumping into the ring in a few steps, and then another young man in black also stepped up.

"Please exchange names!" The senior judge instantly clicked his feet on the ground, left the ring, and floated in the void as he waved his hand to lay down a defensive barrier.

The tall ring was instantly shrouded in a transparent light curtain, and the two teenagers said in a deep voice at the same time: "Yang Long!"

"Zhang Shan!"

After seeing the names exchanged, the senior judge in the void waved his hand and said, "The game begins!"

Yang Long took the lead in flashing, and blasted at Zhang Shan with a punch, and the first thousand-year-old beast ring shone brightly.

Immediately after Zhang Shan's expression changed, and his figure surged and dodged this punch, a pair of iron claws emerged from Yang Long's hands, and the bright silver iron claws covered his hands, exuding a piercing cold glow.

"Huh!" was just a flash, Yang Long slashed Zhang Shan's chest with a claw, and Zhang Shan, who was bleeding profusely, did not give up, but gritted his teeth, and finally sacrificed the first beast ring to prepare for a counterattack.