But now looking at Chen Zijing makes them feel at ease, thinking about the earth-shattering things he did at the beginning, which one didn't have to face the test of life and death?

They are also new disciples, and they naturally have a desire to win.

Chen Zijing can be so confident and relaxed, why can't she?

Thinking of this, their mentality suddenly changed, and both of them relaxed, and their eyes were full of fighting spirit.

In a short time, all the disciples had already gathered here.

"Everyone, please come with me!" said the maid who led the way, and led the group outward, and a slender bronze spirit boat had stopped in the square.

The disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion immediately stepped towards the spirit boat.

This spirit boat is not large, but it is very comfortable, and there is a long rest room inside, and everyone sits on it and looks around curiously.

The scenery of the Xuantian Sect is refreshing, especially the new disciples who have no combat missions and come purely to be spectators, all of them are excited, and they keep looking around.

They flew quickly southeast in the spirit boat, where there was a huge square.

This square is called "Haikuotai" and is mainly used for large-scale affairs and high-level warrior competitions.

In addition to the stands, there are countless strange giant pillars around the square, on which the runes are flowing, which are exquisite.

"Rune pillar for Yuan Qi storage?" Chen Zijing immediately judged what it was, it was the energy storage array of the Xuantian Sect Ring.

And the rings that need to use this kind of energy storage array are all powerful formations that can deal with the attacks of high-level martial artists.

At this time, the square was already full of Xuantian Sect disciples, and the number of black pressures was too many to count.

They are all disciples of the Xuantian Sect, and this kind of collision between the best young martial artists of the two sects can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it has a fatal attraction for the martial artists.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived. The maid said loudly, and then the spirit boat slowly landed.

And the arrival of the disciples of Tianji Pavilion instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience around the square. They shouted excitedly, shouted, and even defiant.

This atmosphere makes the place more like the Colosseum, filled with thick smoke of gunpowder.

The emotions of the young martial artists were ignited to the extreme, and for them, as disciples of the Xuantian Sect of the No. 1 Giant Sect in the Sea Kingdom, the pride in their hearts was naturally incomparable.

In addition to supporting the disciples of their own sect, they also knew very well what this battle meant.

Resources, resources that affect the interests of all Xuantian Sect disciples present!

Whether it is reasonable or not that they have these things before, it is not their concern, the warriors only care about whether these resources will still belong to them in the future.

After Chen Zijing took the lead in walking down from the spirit boat with dozens of disciples. In an instant, he felt the momentum of the mountains and seas around him, and the voices of shouts, shouts, and cheers were mixed, and the faces of some disciples who had less knowledge had become gloomy.

Their hearts were on fire and they couldn't suppress their anger, while some of the timid ones looked worriedly at the three senior brothers competing in front of them.

Of course, Chen Zijing, Gu Zhanshan and Shi Qunfeng will naturally not be easily affected, they have experienced a hundred battles, especially the baptism of the two alliances. All of them were filled with a murderous aura, as if the three Heavenly Venerables were standing at the front of the team.

At this time, on the viewing platform in the center of the west side of the square, several old men were sitting majestically.

Among them were Pu Qunsheng and Kong Shixun, as well as Liao Yuanchang, the external elder of the Tianji Pavilion, and Zhou Jie, the master and head of the Xuantian Sect, also sat here. There were also several Martial Saint Stage Ancestors sitting next to him.

They were all high-level warriors of the two factions, as well as high-level representatives of other factions, and were invited to watch the ceremony.

This contest determines the issue of resource allocation between the two factions, so it is valued by all parties. It has even attracted the attention of all forces in the entire sea state.

"The three disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion are quite good......" Master Kull looked at the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, especially the three standing at the front, and praised Gu Jing without waves in his eyes.

His words were also echoed by the warriors of the other factions. These people are all strong men of the older generation, and they can see the strength and weakness of the other party from the aura and momentum of the martial artist.

Obviously, the three martial artists of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion did not disappoint.

Pu Qunsheng and Kong Shixun were also smiling, and they were still very satisfied with the new disciples of this generation, Tianji Pavilion, and the quality was far better than before.

It can be said that Chen Zijing's generation of disciples is the generation of Tianji Pavilion's strength.

Chen Zijing was standing in the center of the team at the moment, looking around indifferently with her eyes, and then looked at the maid and said, "Where is the rest room?"

The maid nodded quickly, she actually wanted the martial artists of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion to feel the morale of the Xuantian Sect disciples around them a little more, and add a certain amount of pressure to them.

Of course, Chen Zijing doesn't care about this kind of little trick, he just thinks that those attention is noisy.

"Please come with me...... the maid immediately led the crowd towards the northwest of the square, while the younger brothers and sisters who did not participate in the competition were led to the stands.

There was a separate area with a good view for the disciples of these other sects to sit in, and of course, to prevent conflicts, to isolate them from the disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

At this time, in the rest room of the Xuantian Sect, there were three people sitting upright.

In the middle is a handsome man, with long thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face like a crown of jade, wearing a white suit, giving people a sense of grandeur.

The aura around him is extremely calm, and a faint murderous aura escapes from his body, making people feel a sense of coldness when they get close.

To the left of this big man sat a bald warrior, this person looked like a monster, saying that he was a monster because his size was so huge, nearly three meters tall!

As if he had the blood of a giant on the northwest jungle island, his body was not only muscular, but also covered with body hair.

On the far right, a fiery female warrior sits with a mask depicting phoenix wings on her face, with only her eyes exposed.

But her eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and the aura of Senhan surrounded her body.

These three people are the leaders of the Xuantian Sect, "God of War" Li Xufeng, "Mountain" Li Zhenkuo, and "Phoenix Immortal" Jiao Yuyu!

Li Xufeng looked at the other two in a cold voice at this moment and said, "I don't care what the above decides, Chen Zijing must be dealt with by me!"

"That guy Peng Hai lost, it doesn't mean that I will lose!" He shouted arrogantly on his face, and Ma Haifeng, the foreign affairs elder of the Xuantian Sect, was standing in front of him, obviously looking a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say.

Li Xufeng continued to hum: "Go and tell the boss, just act according to the original plan, and all the responsibility is mine!" (To be continued.) )