is also because the emperor's energy is limited, so the arrangement of the event is to stage the finale first, so that the emperor can feast his eyes, and then the emperor can go back to the palace to rest, and he doesn't watch the rest of the low-level games. Therefore, the level of the competition is carried out from top to bottom, that is, the competition of the Heaven Opening Realm martial artist is staged first, then the competition of the Soul Cleansing Realm martial artist, and finally the competition of the Quenching Body Realm martial artist.

That's fine, when the masters are all finished and they are playing, the pressure is not so great.

Ye Shubai was very satisfied with this arrangement.

When the sun slowly rose, the emperor sat on the high subjective platform, he was a little sluggish from the wine, but there were so many people watching around, especially some otherworldly orcs, he had to hold on, pretending to have fun with the people.

The martial arts tournament is held every year, which is nothing new, so not all aliens send people to watch the competition. For example, in this martial arts conference, only the demon clan sent a demon general to lead a team of demon soldiers to show off their might.

An area under the main platform is neatly arranged with many chairs, where people from the eight major sects are seated. The eight major sects are the Taiyue Sect, the Beiyue Sect, the Nanyue Sect, the East China Sea Dragon Gate, the Nanhu Island Shengwu Sect, the Lixianglou Duan Clan, the Hanshan Palace, and the Chulan Valley.

The Eight Gates dispatched eight martial artists from the Open Heaven Realm to catch and fight each other according to the method of drawing lots. Xiu Wenjie's opponent is Leng Pin of Hanshan Palace. He was first in the order of appearance.

There was no cheering from the audience, let alone flowers and applause, there were just a group of lifeless officials and princes and nobles, who were asked by the emperor to sit on the viewing platform every year, and they might be a little aesthetically tired to watch the life and death on the field. For the situation on the field, it has always been indifferent. Before the competition began, many people were already drowsy.

But on the field, it was a different scene, and the warriors on the stage were all shouldering the honor and disgrace of their respective sects, so they didn't dare to relax carelessly.

Under the tense atmosphere, Xiu Wenjie slowly walked up to Wude Square.

Xiu Wenjie was dressed in a light green arrow sleeve suit, with a bun on his head, and a small jasper crown, his face was like jade, his eyes were deep, and he looked elegant and dusty in the gentle autumn breeze.

His opponent, Leng Bin, was also a young man, tall and thin, with a pale face and deep eyes, like a vampire.

After the two of them stood still, the distance between them was seven or eight feet.

When the emperor bowed slightly, the commander raised a wooden mallet, and after the bell sounded the gong, the game officially began.

Leng Bin's eyes were cold, and suddenly his claws were open, like a bolt of lightning rushing towards Xiu Wenjie.

The ruthless claw method that the Cold Mountain Palace is proud of, in fact, there is no difference between the martial arts of the level of the Open Heaven Realm, whether it is an external martial arts or an internal martial arts, in their hands.

Bang bang!

Leng Bin's ice devil claws with a whirring cold flame beckoned to Xiu Wenjie's vital parts.

But Xiu Wenjie did not panic at all, he sacrificed the Open Heaven Fist method to overcome yin with yang. The Open Heaven Fist method is the Extreme Yang Fist Method, and the path taken is fierce and unmatched, like the scorching sun.

In an instant, the two of them attacked and defended each other, attacking with all their might, and they had already attacked each other for dozens of rounds, and in the surrounding air, there were violent fluctuations in vitality, and there was a faint thunderous roar.

People from various sects on the field were nervously watching the game, and the scene was silent.

After the battle reached the 300th round, Xiu Wenjie deliberately sold a flaw to induce the opponent to rush in easily. That Leng Bin was really fooled, and with a move Leng Yue smashed directly into Xiu Wenjie's abdomen, Xiu Wenjie was like a spirit fox, easily avoiding the opponent's blow, and then turned his fist into a palm, and slashed the opponent's left shoulder with one palm.

Kara!

Leng Bin was hit by this blow and dislocated his left shoulder, surprised, and rolled backwards on the spot, in the process of rolling to the ground, he actually dislocated the left shoulder joint rejected the original position, when Xiu Wenjie punched the door in front of him again, Leng Bin struck with his palm, and took advantage of the momentum to retreat five or six feet away again, and his movements were as fast as a rabbit falling down.

Xiu Wenjie saw that the other party was retreating, and he no longer chased after him, he knew that the other party was going to fight with him next.

The martial art of the town faction of the Hanshan Palace is the Fengshan Palm, and its vitality wave is extremely cold, as terrifying as the wind of the wax moon.

Leng Yin contained vitality in his palms, and there were stirring and terrible vitality waves around him in an instant, as if a cold winter was coming.

Ye Shubai sat in the seat under the field, and also felt the cold.

Shameless to ask, he asked Mr. Lu for advice as usual: "Old Lu, what kind of palm technique is this? The cold wind is whistling, which is much more terrifying than Su Qing's soul ice palm." ”

Mr. Lu said: "This is the sealing palm of the Hanshan Palace, the palm of the yin to the cold. ”

"The palm technique of the yin and cold, can Senior Brother Xiu sacrifice the Guiyuan palm, can it compete with it?"

"Guiyuan Palm is not an Extreme Yang Martial Technique in essence, the Extreme Yang Martial Technique of the Beiyue Sect is a Fire Dance Attack, if Xiu Wenjie can use the Fire Dance Attack, he will definitely be able to restrain the Sealing Mountain Palm, but I don't know if Xiu Wenjie is proficient in this technique?"

"Senior Brother Xiu is Elder Su's proud protégé, and he is also a super martial artist in the Open Heaven Realm, so he should be proficient in the martial arts of the sect. ”

"That's not necessarily, there are too many martial arts in the Beiyue Sect, they are too broad and profound, and the fire dance attack is not the best martial art, the difficulty of cultivation is not small, and Xiu Wenjie may not be proficient. ”

While they were talking, Xiu Wenjie had already taken a horse step, his fists staggered in front of his chest, and the scorching vitality poured out from the dantian qi sea, contained in his fists, and there was a flame burning on his fists, which was extremely scorching.

He sacrificed the Fire Dance Strike!

"Huh! The old slave is blind, this guy can actually dance with fire! The afterlife is terrifying, the afterlife is terrifying!" Mr. Deer exclaimed.

Ye Shubai didn't have time to talk, and his eyes stared at the battle situation on the field without blinking.

Leng Bin roared angrily and pounced on Xiu Wenjie again, as if he had pounced on his opponent with a winter!

The scorching vitality enveloped Xiu Wenjie, even if the strange cold hit, the water vapor around him was instantly frozen into broken ice, and he fell to the ground, but he was not affected by the strange cold at all.

Xiu Wenjie struck with both fists, and the palms that slammed over with the extremely cold qi slammed together.

Rumble!

Extreme Yang and Extreme Yin collide hard!

The scorching vitality wave that enveloped Xiu Wenjie was instantly torn open countless openings, and the strange cold qi invaded his body, making him feel cold all over his body, and he couldn't help but shiver. He was also pushed back a few meters away by the violent cold shockwave.

But in contrast, the impact of cold pin was greater and more severe.

Leng Bin was hit in the chest by a scorching wave of vitality, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, the person was not only knocked away, but also suffered a heavy blow, he glided in the air for more than ten zhang, and when he fell to the ground, he had already spurted blood from his mouth, and the person also fainted.

According to the rules, as long as the commander counts from one to ten, and the person who falls to the ground fails to get up, or the person who falls to the ground voluntarily shouts that I have lost, the winner is divided and the game is over.

Leng Bin had already fainted, and of course he wouldn't stand up before the commander finished counting the ten strokes, so the winner belonged to Xiu Wenjie.

The Beiyue Sect took the lead and won a game, and Xiu Wenjie entered the second round.

The disciples of the Beiyue Sect in the viewing area cheered with joy, and Ye Shubai and the other disciples helped Xiu Wenjie down from the field, talking one by one, so lively. And the disciples of the Taiyue Sect and the Nanyue Sect also showed happy expressions, after all, the three major sects are in the same spirit, and everyone is also the same sect.

Over there, the people of Hanshan Palace lifted Leng Pin off the field in a gloomy manner, and their faces were dull and silent.

In half a day, the four matches of the Open Heaven Realm martial artists were all over, and the players who advanced to the second round were Xiu Wenjie of the Beiyue Sect, Feng Ding of the Taiyue Sect, Duan Wanwan of the Xianglou and Zhen Hong of the Chu Lan Valley, Duan Wanwan was as beautiful as a demon fox, delicate and exquisite, and left a deep impression. This girl is a seven-grade medicine venerable, and the medicinal spirit technique she uses is eye-opening, and she is the leader of the new generation of martial artists in the Western Regions Lixianglou.

In the afternoon, there was a competition of the Soul Cleansing Realm martial artists. The first to appear was Zang Fengming of the Beiyue Sect.

Zang Fengming is a disciple of Ji Tian, the third elder of the Council of Elders, and at the same time, he is entangled with Ji Nihuang, the beloved daughter of the sect master Ji Wuguo. But because he was from a poor family, Ji Wuguo didn't look down on him at all, and he didn't plan to recruit him as a son-in-law, and Ji Nihuang was debauched by nature, relying on the appearance of a captivating city, and regarded the handsome sons and daughters in the world as playthings, and had no intention of marrying other women. This made Zang Fengming love and fear him, and he was entangled, for fear that he would have a prairie on his head one day.