Haotian Sect Main Peak Hall.

A handsome young man stood in the center of the main hall, white lined with black monk's robes, and a sword-like mark with gold wire on the neckline, which seemed to be the emblem of the Nine Swords Immortal Sect. He held a fairy sword in one hand and a bouquet of blooming tulips in the other.

Su Fan and Zhang Shanfeng walked into the main hall.

"In the Lower Nine Sword Immortal Sect, the master of the Lotus Heart Hall Jian Mubai, I have heard for a long time that the demeanor of the Immortal Lord is extraordinary, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation, and the name of Sect Master Zhang is also admired for a long time, please take care of it when you meet for the first time. Jian Mubai bowed deeply to the two.

Su Fan said: "The politeness is exempt, what is the reason why your sect came to the door today?"

"It is rumored that Su is a fast talker and a bold person, and he really deserves his reputation when I see it today. ”

Jian Mubai smiled faintly and said, "I came to the door today to invite your sect to participate in the New World Martial Arts Tournament to be held in Sword Heart City in a month. ”

After that, he held the bouquet in his hand in front of Su Fan, "Can your sect show your face?"

Su Fan didn't move, but Zhang Shanfeng stepped forward to take the bouquet.

Caught in the bouquet was a golden envelope, and inside the envelope was a golden invitation card, on which a man stood with a sword in one hand.

"I look forward to seeing you all at the event. Jian Mubai raised his voice and bowed deeply to leave. He turned and walked out of the main hall, as he had come, and left quietly.

"Are all the people of the Nine Swords Immortal Sect such stinky fart?"

Su Fan held back his anger and looked at Jian Mubai's departing back, and just now he almost couldn't help kicking him in the ass.

"Uncle Shi was angry, after all, he had a good face, and he personally sent a hall master to invite him, and the etiquette was also in place. ”

Zhang Shanfeng said: "Uncle Shi, look at this martial arts competition, do you want to participate in it?"

Su Fan stood up and walked straight out of the hall and said:

"It's boring, you can go if you want, anyway, I'm too lazy to move, it's all a bunch of garbage, what's there to compare. ”

“......”

I'm afraid that there is no second person in the world who can say such things except Su Fan.

Back in the small courtyard of the back mountain, Su Fan still asked Xiang Qiling curiously:

"What kind of sect is the Nine Swords Immortal Sect?"

"The Nine Swords Immortal Sect is a top wealthy family in the original Hualong Realm, and it is currently one of the top ten forces in the New World, on a par with our Haotian Sect. ”

"What do you think of this tournament?"

"Senior Uncle, I think this martial arts competition should be very exciting, because since they have invited us, they will also invite other sects, and the forces of the entire three thousand worlds should gather together at that time. ”

Qi Ling continued: "And this competition stipulates that only monks who have cultivated below the rank of Scattered Immortal can participate, so there will definitely be many young talents competing for life and death at that time." ”

"Isn't this coming at me?"

"So Uncle Shi, you should participate even more, a group of young talents with strong blood and strength are fighting, hiss, just thinking about it makes me feel very exciting. ”

“......”

It should be very exciting for young talents to fight, but I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to be their grandfather at my age.

If you really go up to the competition, won't you become an adult wrestling with a child?

That's too boring.

Why don't you come and fight with me...... No, no, it's not interesting to scatter immortals, it would be fun if there were real immortals.

"Chess spirit, you said that this martial arts tournament is mainly a group of little kids fighting, what is the point of me going?"

"You should just go out for a walk, it's not interesting to stay at home anyway, it's better to go out for a walk. ”

Su Fan thought about it, and what he said did seem to have some truth.

If you stay in the sect by yourself, you can't wait all day for other true immortals to fall from the sky and fight with me.

Now that these three thousand worlds have merged, and all the forces have gathered together, there may be an old monster from one family coming out to sneak around or something.

Hey, it seems like it's okay to think about it this way.

But he had just pretended to say to Zhang Shanfeng that he couldn't go, and now he said that he was going to go, which seemed a bit embarrassing.

"Alas, there is. Su Fan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered a very useful prop-

A thousand face towels!

It's better to pretend to be a casual cultivator and have a good time.

As for the exam, leave it to the old master to arrange, anyway, he basically knows the number of roads.

......

A few months later, a heavenly boat slowly passed above the Sword Heart City Gate and flew straight in the direction of the Bright Star Palace.

An immortal detective squatting on the ground looked at the heavenly boat above his head and sighed:

"Alas, the audition of this martial arts competition has begun, and the big forces have appeared one after another, and there are fewer and fewer casual cultivators. ”

In the past few days, he has witnessed the people who came to Sword Heart City, from walking on foot at the beginning, and then slowly becoming flying in the sky, and now they can't even see people, and they have directly become heavenly boats.

"Who says it's not, I've only recruited ten loose cultivators this time, and if I can't complete my performance, I'll have to be scolded again, alas. ”

"What's the matter of being scolded, my master said that if you don't pull enough people, you will get out of the sect, and I'm worried to death. ”

“......”

At this moment, a figure slowly walked in through the door.

The group of people didn't even see what the man looked like before they rushed up:

"Big brother, Lanshan Sect understands that the tuition fee is half price, the room and board are free, and there are a lot of beautiful women. ”

"Big brother, don't listen to him, come to our Haoran Sect, the tuition is free, and the food and lodging are included. ”

"The entry of the Swinging Qi Sect will give you a thousand spirit crystals!"

"Big brother choose me, I'm super sweet!"

“......”

"No need ......"

The sound of wooing suddenly stopped, and everyone looked up.

I saw that the man was wearing a yellow waistcoat, an empty sunhat on his head, and a small flag in his hand.

"I'm here for a tourist. ”

After saying that, he walked past the crowd and walked in.

Suddenly, everyone felt as if they were being shaken by something, and they fixed their eyes on—

It turned out to be half a shiny bald head emerging from the empty top of the sunhat!

An immortal detective looked at his back and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

Without looking back, the man replied:

"Saitama. ”

......

Who else could this bald head be if Su Fan was not him, he didn't expect the thousand-faced towel to turn him into a bald man.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he is not a person who pays attention to appearance, which can hide people's eyes and ears more.

"Whew......"

Su Fan stretched his waist, the sun was a little dazzling, he looked at the extremely noisy street in front of him, and was a little dazed for a while:

"This world is really troublesome, and I don't even have a navigation, so where can I start playing first?"

At this time, a burly middle-aged man ran over in a hurry:

"Hey, Achuan, what are you doing here, don't you know if the audition has started?"

"The ......"

As soon as Su Fan wanted to speak, the middle-aged man rushed over directly and put him on his shoulder:

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, being late is considered an automatic abstention!"

Su Fan, who had an inexplicable face, was about to pinch this person's head, but found that this person was just a Mahayana monk, and he had no desire to do it in an instant.

Forget it, I don't know where to go anyway, let's see what he wants to do first.

In the blink of an eye, he was taken by the middle-aged man to a place that looked like a ring.

"Come on Ah Chuan, kill him!

With that, the middle-aged man turned his head down.

Su Fan stood in place with a confused expression, his eyes full of confusion.

And not far from him, there stood a gloomy young man, staring at him deadly.

Seeing this, the audience discussed one after another:

"Bald?"

"What is Xiao Yunzong doing? Pull a bald man up, and make it clear that he will give away people's heads. ”

"Or the little brother opposite him looks a little more powerful. ”

"Get off the bald head!"

"Let's go down!"

“......”

"Game on!"

"Kill!"

With a command, a scarlet magic circle spread all over the ring, and the gloomy young man burst into a shout, his hands turned into two bloody blades, and went straight into Su Fan's eyes.

It was so fast that it almost turned into a red bolt of lightning.

"Oh no, it's the Blood Killing Gate!" someone recognized his genre and exclaimed, "The Blood Killing Gate is notoriously silent for not leaving a living mouth, and none of the people who have fought with them can catch their breath." ”

Everyone looked at Su Fan, who was about to be hit by a sharp blade but was still stunned, and shook their heads and sighed.

Even the middle-aged man from before twisted his head to the side.

They have only one thought in their hearts at the moment, this bald head is dead!

Just at the moment when the blade was about to hit - bald, moved.

I saw him slowly raise a hand, stretch out his finger, and lightly tap on the door of the young man's head.

"Boom ——"

"Poof!"

In the next moment, the gloomy boy flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and blood arrows more than three people high spurted out of his mouth.

"How...... How is that possible!"

The young man collapsed to the ground and looked at Su Fan incredulously, then tilted his head and passed out.

Under the ring, all the people who were not optimistic about Su Fan before were all stupid when they saw this scene, which made them feel more terrifying than seeing a sow eat a person raw.

"Holy!"

"It's a fake!"

"A finger? Does this bald head dare Nima exaggerate a little more?"

“......”

On the other hand, in the ring, the bald head was still standing there with a blank face, feeling like he was asleep.

......

After the game, Su Fan walked down the street.

He stopped suddenly, turned back to the middle-aged man and said viciously:

"Are you relying on your own low cultivation to think that I don't dare to beat you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Where is this, how can the apprentice beat the master." ”

"When did I become your apprentice?"

"Hehe, don't pretend to be Achuan, I know you must have been possessed by some great god who crossed after death, and now you're back to take revenge, right?"

After speaking, he mysteriously elbowed Su Fan: "I understand." ”

You know a big watermelon, you know, where did this brain-dead person read so many sand sculpture crossing texts!

Su Fan kicked him fiercely:

"How many times have I told you, I'm not Agawa, my name is Saitama, don't follow me anymore!"

The middle-aged man who was kicked to the ground immediately got up from the ground:

"Yes, yes, Saitama Okami! You can call it whatever you want, anyway, you helped Xiaoyun Sect win the audition, and you are my Xiaoyun Sect's people. ”

Su Fan rolled his eyes, this person was too deeply poisoned and could not be saved.

"What the hell do you want?"

The middle-aged man said, "I just want you to help our Xiaoyun Sect pass the audition and enter the main competition. ”

"You're talking about the New World Tournament?"

Su Fan frowned and asked, "What does this audition mean?"