Huqi Mountain is quite big and quite small.

There were too many first rounds of the Chengyun Competition, so it was specially moved to the bottom of the mountain.

Eight hundred and sixty-four rings were built at the foot of the mountain, rotating day and night.

The audience watched the battle from a distance on the mountainside, and the monk's eyes were strong, and they looked at it from a distance.

That guy is a red flag waving, crowded with people, and the colorful light is floating, covering the emerald green of Huqi Mountain.

The dazzling brilliance of the spell seemed to be the only color in the eyes of the audience, and as the competition ended one after another, the audience made the sound of cheering or sighing or scolding, and the voices were full of buzzing.

Occasionally, the light escaped, rushing down the mountain.

That's the contestant who is about to play.

The bottom of the mountain is not crowded, nor noisy, and the atmosphere is dignified.

The contestants are either in groups of three or two, or standing silently alone, some are staring at the battle in the ring, some are closing their eyes and not asking about foreign affairs, and some are looking around relaxed and comfortable, and so on.

Ling Xiao found an open space, sat down, and yawned.

Observed the scene in the ring.

In some competitions, there are not just two contestants, but three.

After all, the number of contestants is not fixed, and in order to ensure that no one has a bye, sometimes there will be a situation where three contestants will play together and finally choose one of the three.

If you draw that kind of lottery, you can only say that you are unlucky.

The original one-in-half probability of promotion became one-third, and the battle became more intense.

Ling Xiao quickly lost interest and closed his eyes.

Beneath his seemingly casual appearance, there is a steady beating heart, and the sound of a firm and powerful heartbeat reaches his ears, and then hits his heart directly, as if forming a strange circulatory law.

Above each ring, a curtain of light is displayed to display the results of the competition and the names of the contestants in the next competition.

Ling Xiao estimated that it was almost him, so it was him.

He slowly floated up and flew to ring 38 to show his participation card.

The magic circle shrouded in the ring also opened a gap in time to let him in.

The magic circle seemed to have a soundproof function, and after entering the ring, it became quieter, which also made the heartbeat in Ling Xiao's ears clearer and more powerful.

Ling Xiao had a very wonderful feeling in his heart, very quiet, and very looking forward to it.

In the past, most of his fighting methods were only for the purpose of killing people.

How is the current competition in the ring different from the past?

He bowed directly to the direction of the Jin Dan referee, and then he always bowed his head and stood silently, immersed in his inner world, as if he had lost his perception of everything.

Because of this, he didn't find that his ring was the most high-profile ring at the moment.

Don't get me wrong, it's not because of him.

It's because of her.

As a new Jin Dan guest of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, Dong Qingran is in charge of the referee work of the No. 38 ring today.

She changed into a referee's black clothes, an ordinary referee uniform, and she seemed to be endowed with the brilliance of wisdom and justice, adding a little awe-inspiring temperament to her sinking posture, like an elegant and righteous goddess, becoming the focus of the entire competition.

Most people's eyes will look at her, intentionally or unintentionally, the most dazzling existence on the field.

This is also one of the purposes for the Pure Yang Sword Sect to send her as a referee.

See, our Pure Yang Sword Sect has a peerless beauty Jin Dan, why don't you hurry up and join the Pure Yang Sword Sect, maybe you have a chance to worship her disciples!

The advertising effect is excellent!

The Cloud Riding Contest had only been held for more than a day, and the Pure Yang Sword Sect had recruited a lot of outstanding loose cultivators, and they had just waited for the competition to end and hold an introductory ceremony for them.

Not only the contestants under the ring, but even the spectators on the mountainside of Huqi Mountain are mostly paying attention to this ring.

When they saw Yuan Li, a well-known name, many people were also excited.

Beautiful referee, become famous and scattered!

This competition is too interesting.

"Who is this Ling Xiao?"

"His odds are not low, is he also a good powerhouse?"

People looked at the flowing handicap and were slightly surprised.

"You said he, I know, he stood in front of me on the day he signed up, it is said that he is an overseas monk, he used to be someone else's scholar, and now he is the trustee of the gambling house!"

"That's right, he deliberately made small moves when he signed up, as if he was quite powerful, and he was almost banned!"

"The gambling house deliberately sent this person to manipulate the odds!"

People talked a lot, and Ling Xiao's deeds when he signed up were also mentioned from time to time, and they soon spread for a while.

"There is such a despicable person, fortunately he met Yuan Li, and everyone believes in Yuan Li's strength."

"That's right, if you win the nameless casual cultivation, it is estimated that you will kill a lot of bettors!"

"Yuan Li, hurry up and enforce the law justly and kill him!"

“……”

The people on the mountainside were indignant and unanimously spurned the "despicable" Ling Xiao, and for a while, Yuan Li's support continued to increase, and even many people chose to bet on Yuan Li on the spot after hearing the words.

The list goes on.

Look at ring number 38 again.

Dong Qingran looked at Ling Xiao a few steps away and felt a trace of inexplicable trance.

He hadn't seen him for days, but he didn't seem to find himself.

He still competed in the end.

For the sake of chance?

When she thought about this, she regretted it a little.

After serving as a referee, she finally understood how ferocious the Chengyun Competition was, and there had been seven deaths in the No. 38 ring she was in charge of!

As soon as those loose cultivators entered the ring, they were like beasts that had seen blood, completely exposing the savage temperament in human nature, and becoming crazy and bloodthirsty.

Welcome to the world of dispersion.

And this is only the first round, the first round with no rewards for promotion or failure!

It is conceivable that the later the round, the closer to the line of rewards, the more crazy the casual cultivators will become.

Ling Xiao really participated in this kind of bloody competition.

Dong Qingran regretted that he had persuaded him to participate in the first place, but unfortunately it was already a boat.

Let's hope he doesn't go crazy against the opponents.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Dong Qingran suddenly heard someone call him.

Ling Xiao's opponent Yuan Li also came to the stage at this moment and bowed to her.

"See the fairy. Fairy, I have agreed to the invitation of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, after the competition, I will join the Pure Yang Sword Sect, I wonder if the fairy is willing to accept me at that time? ”

Yuan Li seemed to ask respectfully, but a pair of triangular eyes stared at Dong Qingran, revealing a snake-like grabbing meaning, fierce and gloomy.

Dong Qingran's heart sank slightly.

Seeing that the game was about to start, Yuan Li was still talking about some and nothing, obviously not taking the opponent in his eyes, arrogant and arrogant. However, this person exudes blood all over his body, and he is also warning the people around him that he is obviously not easy to mess with, and he does have arrogant capital.

The hateful Ling Xiao, how could he be so unlucky and meet such a dangerous opponent as soon as he came?

She held back her thoughts, ignored Yuan Li's inquiry, and asked coldly, "Are you ready?" ”