The morning sun tore apart the night sky,

On the streets, people come and go, all in one direction.

Everyone in Cangcheng knows what day it is.

"Brother, where are you going in the morning?"

"Come from out of town, this is the day of the Shanhai Dart Bureau, go and have a good time. ”

"And what's going on, I'll go with you!"

Those who call friends and friends all go to the mountain and sea dart game.

Inside the door of the dart game, there is an extremely wide field.

Today, a boxy ring has also been set up on the ground.

People who come to join in the excitement in the city gather near the door, waiting for the excitement that comes only once a year.

The people in the dart game, whether they were dart masters or slaves, were waiting next to the ring.

Wang Chuan walked from the wooden house and was stunned for a moment when he saw so many people.

Immediately understood, there were people joining in the fun.

Not counting those, there were only about 200 people in the game.

Among them, most of them are slaves, responsible for taking care of the affairs of the dart board.

There are only a dozen dart masters, and there are a little more executioners, with more than 30 people.

In addition, there are some teenagers who gather around the ring.

Today is also the day when these teenagers decide their identities.

Most of the teenagers, looking gloomy, obviously knew that they were about to become slaves.

Wang Chuan held the Spirit Wind Sword and stood on the edge of a group of teenagers.

Originally, he was also one of the most teenagers, but because of the sword spirit root, everything was different.

A somewhat gloomy gaze fell on him, and he noticed it.

Following the line of sight, I saw Huang Wei, who was defeated by himself before.

Ignoring him, Wang Chuan simply closed his eyes and rested.

After a night of cultivation, although the body was adjusted, the spirit was a little poor.

After all, he was not a powerhouse in the Yuan Realm, and he couldn't recover his spirit just by cultivating.

But for today's competition, he is full of confidence.

It didn't take long for three people to walk out of the dart game and stand in the ring.

One of them is a middle-aged man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes reveal a sense of confidence, although his face is vicissitudes, he is full of masculinity.

On his left hand, he is also middle-aged, with a somewhat bloated figure, the corners of his eyes are high, and only one slit is exposed in his eyes.

On the right-hand side, there is a young man with a crown of jade, not yet thirty years old, with a lupine scarf, and a smile on his face all the time.

These three people are the three masters of the dart game.

Among them, it is the big boss Wang Yingfan, the younger one is the third master Xue Tianxiang, and the bloated figure is the second master Wang Jian.

The third master is the foreign surname of the master.

The surname of the Shanhai Dart Bureau is Wang, which is owned by the Wang family, and Xue Tianxiang, who seems to be the third master, is the foreign surname.

The treatment of the family and the foreign surname is the same, but it is also different.

It is naturally easier for my family to become a dart master, and even if I become a slave, it is much easier to do things.

Other than that, it's no different.

The three masters stood together, their expressions not angry and arrogant.

At the door, a group of young girls and young women stared at the big boss and the three bosses and kept secretly sending autumn waves.

The vicissitudes of life of the big boss have won the attention of many young women in Cangcheng.

And the scholarly anger of the three masters also attracts many girls who are in the prime of their cardamom years.

Only the two are in charge, and the attraction is slightly insufficient.

Wang Chuan stared at the three masters, quietly sensing their realm, only to feel that the three of them were like three mountains, their strength was unfathomable and insurmountable.

The strong strength made him pale and short of breath.

Hurriedly cut off the induction, and the heart was still pounding.

The strength of the three masters is really unfathomable!

looked at the ring again, and just met the eyes of the three masters.

The third master smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded slightly, and turned his head.

I quietly sensed it, and I was actually discovered!

Wang Chuan was frightened, the three masters were really powerful!

In the ring, the big boss saw that it was almost over, stood up and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming, this year, thanks to your care, there is nothing to repay, only a competition for your pastime. ”

After a pause, he glanced around at everyone, and without much nonsense, he directly announced the start.

"I announce that the tournament has officially begun!"

After that, the big boss and the second master turned around and left the ring and sat on the Taishi chair not far away.

The three masters did not leave, and in the ring, they said loudly: "All teenagers, prepare for the test!"

Before he could finish speaking, he shouted the name of one of them.

In the crowd, a young man stood up, without the slightest timidity, and walked directly into the ring.

"Qi refining realm, three layers, for the executioner!"

The young man looked smug and slowly walked out of the ring.

Time kept passing, and one teenager kept going up and down.

Most teenagers, not acquired warriors or monks, can only end up as slaves.

Before long, they arrived at Wang Chuan.

"Wang Chuan!"

On the stage, the three masters shouted loudly.

Holding the sword, he slowly walked up to the stage.

"That's Wang Chuan, I heard that he hasn't crossed the Heavenly Great Mark for three years?"

"When did you hear this, he had spent the last few days, and now he is a monk. ”

"It's only taken three years, and the talent is really a little poor. ”

At the door of the dart game, some loud voices came out, commenting on Wang Chuan.

Ignoring them, Wang Chuan walked in front of the three masters with his sword.

"Flowing Wind Sword Technique, how far have you practiced?" the third master did not announce it directly, but asked Wang Chuan with a smile.

"It has been completed, and there is still a long way to go before it is complete. ”

There was no concealment, Wang Chuan spoke truthfully.

After a while, it will be a competition, and it is useless to conceal it, and all of them will be exposed.

The third master raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised.

"After three years of Qi refining, I am a late bloomer, and I am looking forward to your competition. ”

He smiled slightly, and then said loudly: "Qi Refining Realm, six layers, for the executioner!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was in a sensation.

"What? Didn't you say that he had just passed the Heavenly Mark?"

"Yes, why did you suddenly refine the sixth layer of the Qi Realm!"

"Could it be that this Wang Chuan turned out to be a genius and has been hidden?"

Everyone was amazed.

Looking at Wang Chuan's eyes, there are all kinds of eyes.

Expressionless, he stepped out of the ring, stood on the edge, and closed his eyes.

The three masters were still shouting, and it didn't take long for all the teenagers to go to the ring.

Most of the teenagers can only be slaves.

didn't give those teenagers a chance to be low, and the three masters then announced that the next competition would begin.

Naturally, the competition cannot be a comparison between a warrior and a monk, which is unfair to a warrior.

Therefore, the martial arts and the monks are compared separately.

started the competition so soon, but Wang Chuan didn't expect it.

Moreover, there is another person, whom he has not seen today.

Second son.

No wonder he always felt like something was missing.

In the ring, the two warriors were not interested in the battle, and their eyes were constantly looking for the traces of the second son.

Beside the second master, he found his figure.

The second prince was dressed in white, sitting in the Taishi's chair, sitting in a debauched posture, holding a wine glass in one hand, and looking at the ring nonchalantly.

When Wang Chuan saw the second son, he suddenly felt that he was a strong man.

Obviously, the other party is only the realm of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and the feeling given to him is no less than that of the three masters.

As if sensing Wang Chuan's peeping, the second son turned his head and met his gaze.

The powerful momentum directly pressed on him, making him a little breathless.

After only one glance, he withdrew his gaze, his expression was still careless, and he didn't care about Wang Chuan at all.

"It's so strong, I'm afraid I won't even be able to take a move from him now!" Wang Chuan was shocked.

After all, the other party is the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and he is only the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, a difference of three realms.

If he is also at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, it will be difficult to say.

"I'm not strong right now, so don't be an enemy for the time being. Wang Chuan said in his heart.

Time passed, and the sun hung high.

Most of the martial arts competitions are over, and the next thing is the monk competition.

It is said that it is a monk, but in fact it is just a competition in the Qi Refining Realm.

The powerhouse of the Yuan Realm will naturally not show up because of such a trivial matter.

In the ring, the three masters shouted the names of the two in a loud voice.

Then two people came to the stage, saluted first, and then started fighting.

Both of them are at the realm of the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and the battle can be regarded as a back and forth, and they are extremely anxious

After no less than dozens of moves, someone caught the flaw and knocked the opponent out of the ring.

In such a battle, Wang Chuan was not interested, so he could only wait quietly.

After a few more scenes, the three masters called Wang Chuan's name.

"Wang Chuan, Yan Xiang!"

This name, he has not heard.

When he came to the stage, he learned that the other party was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

The realm is the same as him, it is the realm of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

It's just that at such an age, he is still at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and his qualifications are inevitably too poor.

"I heard that you have practiced the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, and your cultivation is still so fast, let me see if there is any water!" Yan Xiang smiled and pulled out the two short knives at his waist.

The two short knives continued to wave, and the sword qi around the body was surrounded, and the whole person attacked and killed Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan didn't recognize this trick, but someone in the audience did.

"Yan Xiang is the strongest move as soon as he makes a move, this intermediate martial art Huanyan Sword Technique, he has practiced to the fullest, and he is extremely strong. ”

"Yes, it is said that everyone who approaches Yan Xiang will be cut into pieces by these knife qi. ”

"Wang Chuan is only sixteen years old, even if he practices the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, I'm afraid it's just a beginner, if you want to resist the Huanyan Sword Technique, it's impossible at all!"

The crowd speculated.

Seeing Yan Xiang rushing over, Wang Chuan was not in a hurry, slashed out with a sword, and then returned the sword to the sheath.

With the blessing of the Spirit Wind Sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Flowing Wind Sword Technique can be cast faster, and it can be used with a swing of the sword.

A pale yellow wind blade, but the speed was extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Yan Xiang's eyes in an instant.

There was only one wind blade, and Yan Xiang was angry.

This is obviously not taking him seriously!

There was no intention of keeping his hand in his heart, and the Huanyan knife technique was urged by him with all his might.

The sword qi surrounded him, making a burst of wind-breaking sound.

Occasionally, a trace of breath is revealed, as if it can cut steel and break iron.

The sword qi and the wind blade collided directly in the eyes of everyone.

In just an instant, the wind blade broke through the sword qi and appeared in front of Yan Xiang.

Looking at the wind blade that had arrived in front of him, Yan Xiang was stunned.

What's going on, why didn't the sword qi block the wind blade and broke it directly?

He didn't know that with Wang Chuan's current aura quality, it was enough to compete with the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and it was not uncommon for him to be able to defeat him.

While he was stunned, the wind blade had already fallen on him.

In an instant, a trace broke through his clothes.

As soon as it touches the skin, it dissolves without a trace.

It's just a competition, and the other party doesn't have a deep hatred with himself, so there's no need to hurt others.