Knock, knock, knock!

Early in the morning, an earth-shattering bell sounded on the martial arts arena, spreading into the distance, and the entire Sword Casting City seemed to be shaken by this bell.

The younger generation of the Sword Family gathered together in the field below, discussing today's competition in twos and threes, each with their own opinions, and they also said the Tao, but they knew that they would definitely not have a chance.

"Look, the son of Jian Shang has arrived." One of them pointed to Jian Shang, who had just walked in, and said with a look of adoration.

"Cut, that kid just lost to Miss Wan'er yesterday. Bullish what! "There are also people who disdain Jianshang, after all, Jianshang's strength is good but his reputation is not very good, and he often bullies some weak people.

Jian Shang ignored those people and walked straight to the front of the group, he was full of confidence today.

Just when everyone was discussing Jian Shang, Jian Chen and Jian Wan'er also came to the martial arts arena, so far Jian Chen was still confused, I don't know what today's competition is, I only know that some people are going to be selected to replace the sword family.

"The young patriarch is also here. I wonder what the situation of the young patriarch is? It's a pity that a generation of heavenly pride has fallen like this. ”

"Don't talk nonsense there, no matter how bad the young patriarch is, it will still be more than wrong to beat you." The person next to him didn't give face to the blow at all.

Li Mu, it was the first time for Meng Ke to see such a formation, a little surprised, so many young powerhouses together, they never thought that there were so many cultivators, for them this world was too vast.

This is an old figure walking up to the stage, that figure Jian Chen is very familiar, it is the Elder Jian Qiufeng.

No one dared to underestimate such an old man, for newcomers, this Elder of the Gong Transmission could be said to determine the life and death of their cultivation journey.

Jian Qiufeng looked at the younger generation under the stands, most of them didn't know what this competition was for, but he knew that this competition was an opportunity for this group of people to achieve nirvana, and in the crowd he saw a familiar figure - Jian Chen, who looked like Jian Yuan at that station. He still remembered that when he was on this stage, he was young and frivolous, but the young patriarch Jian Yuan rose strongly and defeated himself, and when he heard Jian Yuan's sword autumn wind, he felt a burst of hair on his body, and the two words were against the sky, it can be said that it was a kind of sadness to live with Jian Yuan on Sword Island in the same era, and all the geniuses seemed to be just used to set him off. I wonder if Jian Chen's is the same? A question flashed in Jian Qiufeng's heart, as for Jian Chen's innate inability to break through the sword, in Jian Qiufeng's eyes, he was bullshit, he didn't believe that there was anything in this world that Jian Yuan couldn't solve.

After a while, Jian Qiufeng brought his thoughts back, and announced loudly to the audience: "Today is the candidate selected by the Sword Family to represent my Sword Family to participate in the Sword Island Competition, a total of six are needed, they must be under the age of sixteen, and the strength of the swordsman is above level five." Okay, now start the registration, the people who want to participate will go to the stage to register, and then the lottery will arrange the competition. ”

With Jian Qiufeng's order, many people who were excited just now immediately turned off their fires, thinking that they still had a chance to show their faces, but they didn't expect that they would have no chance if they had a minimum requirement.

Jian Chen and Meng Ke Li Mu said hello, and then walked to the stage with Wan'er, yesterday Jian Yuan specially ordered Jian Wan'er This girl must also participate, otherwise this girl will definitely hide under the stage and applaud Jian Chen.

Jianchen and Wan'er walked to the stage like a pair of talented and beautiful women, and many people in the audience were envious. Meng Ke's originally smart eyes suddenly darkened when he saw this scene, and Li Mu on the side patted Jian Wan'er on the shoulder: "I like to fight for it myself, you are no worse than her." This sentence is a bit abrupt, and a teenager speaks with a hint of maturity.

Jian Chen, who had just come to the stage, found a pair of cold eyes staring at him. Jian Chen looked over, it was that Jian Shang, Jian Chen couldn't help but shake his head, he had been away for more than half a year, this Jian Shang still held a grudge, but he seemed to defeat him every time when he was most proud, which was indeed a bit immoral.

Jian Chen smiled slightly, Jian Wan'er on the side seemed to feel something, and looked at Jian Chen: "Brother Jian Chen must have thought of something bad." "I was a little embarrassed to hear this sword dust, which was all seen by this Nizi. Jian Chen had to pretend not to hear.

"Okay, everyone has finished registering, so don't talk nonsense, the competition has officially begun." Jian Qiufeng announced on the stage.

As soon as the words fell, those who participated were grinding their fists. I want to get better results.

"First field, one against nine."

"Race 2, number three vs. five."

"Arena 3 ............"

Hearing this, they all walked to their own competition venues.

Jian Chen looked at Jian Wan'er's indifferent look and was a little suspicious of his father's teachings, so he instructed Jian Wan'er: "Don't take it lightly, you have to win the top six for me, otherwise you will look good." ”

Hearing Jian Chen's words, Jian Wan'er, who was originally indifferent, stuck out her tongue, and then walked onto the field.

Jian Chen didn't care about Jian Wan'er anymore, and there should be no problem with Jian Wan'er's current strength to win the opponent.

Jian Chen walked to the stage, a young man like himself stood on the stage, from the referee's mouth Jian Chen knew that his name was Jian Weng Ming, Jian Chen went to investigate a little, and found that his strength was only the sixth level of a martial artist, and he was no longer interested.

"Savage Fist."

Jian Weng screamed, his body rushed forward, and he punched Jian Chen.

Seeing Jian Weng Ming using his fist, Jian Chen's sword also moved slightly, and he didn't pull out the cold ice sword, but met it with both fists.

Bang! There is no sound of gold and iron, but it feels more enthusiastic and exciting.

Everyone in the audience was very excited, there were too many competitions today, and they had to choose the people they were optimistic about to watch.

But just when Jian Chen and Jian Weng Ming made a move, all eyes were on Jian Chen's platform.

"The young patriarch has broken through." I don't know who shouted it first. In a corner of the crowd, Jian Xinying watched all this silently, she still remembered that she gave up a year ago because this person had no future at all, and her relationship with him was so close at that time, and now he is almost a stranger, Huang Xinying couldn't help laughing at himself.

The sword dust that had the upper hand was not ready to be consumed, the Xuan-level martial arts opened the mountain palm technique, under the performance of the sword dust, a pressure pounced on the sword Weng Ming, and the sword Weng Ming had no room for a backhand, this punch hit the sword Weng Ming hard, and the sword Weng Ming flew out and fell to the ground.

Jian Weng Ming slowly stood up and bowed to Jian Chen: "Thank you Young Patriarch for your mercy, I admit defeat." ”

Jian Weng Ming also knew at a glance that Jian Chen had obviously left his hand just now, otherwise he would never have had such a good time, and there was no need to fight again.

Jian Chen walked down slowly, waiting for the next one to begin.

"I didn't expect you to be able to stand up again, don't worry, I'll knock you down." Jian Shang, who was already in the audience, spat coldly at Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's head tilted slightly: "Oh, I don't know who has lost so many times in my hands." ”

After saying this, Jian Chen no longer paid attention to Jian Shang, and the Jian Shang who was left alone was angry, he clenched his fists, and secretly said in his heart, rest assured, I don't have much time to endure you.

Soon Jian Chen's second and third rounds of competition began, and Jian Chen's opponent was defeated with no more than three moves, and the people in the audience couldn't help but swallow their saliva, this young patriarch is going to come back strongly.

However, some people don't think that Jian Chen's strength is very powerful, and Jian Chen's encounters are only some weaker ones, and none of those strong Jian Chen's encounters have been encountered.

Jian Qiufeng's eyes on the stage narrowed slightly, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Jian Chen's strength was far more than that, but he could also see the strength of the young patriarch in general, and he couldn't see the specifics, which made him slightly surprised. sighed lightly: "Could it be the sadness of this era again, but don't, how many proud people will be allowed to pave the way for him." ”