Before dawn, the mountain behind Xuanyun Temple was already crowded with people, and the four martial arts arenas were codenamed A, B, C, and D. At the entrance of each venue, there are two endless queues, each with two monks in front of each team to make records, and the entrance fee is one or two silver, which is the same for these days, and the money earned, Xuanyun Temple does not collect a penny, and all do good deeds.

When the sky was completely bright, there were still a lot of people queuing up outside the stadium, and the rice paper for recording had been used in a thick stack, and the seats in the stadium were full, and then those who entered again had to stand in the aisle at the back of the seats to watch the game.

Today, each of the four arenas of A, B, C and D has a senior monk of the ancestors of Xuanyun Temple as a spectator.

Zu Ming, Zu Yuan, Zu Tian, Zu Yang.

At present, the highest rank in Xuanyun Temple is the guardian of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zong Quanzi.

The second is the temple presiding over Xuanyun, and the deputy presiding over Xuanyun, who travels all year round and rarely returns to the temple.

Then the following generations are ancestors from high to bottom, such as, constant, heart, bright, positive, good, and degree......

In each venue, there are five monks who are often and five monks who are also in the heart of the word to do miscellaneous work.

There is a big "Buddha" written on the square field with a side length of 70 zhang, which is written in order to enhance the solidity of the field, and is inscribed by the ancestors of the senior monks, and the attack below the battle blue realm will not damage the ring in the slightest.

A total of more than 1,200 people participated in the competition, four venues plus a total of 10,000 people watching, the big fight adopts a lottery system to group, each game is not limited, until one side loses the game.

With an average of more than 300 participants in a venue, the Houss is in a large hall, and if someone does anything in private, it will be disqualified.

Hua Wenxiang is in Group A, and Luo Bei is in Group C, fortunately, the two are not in the same venue, and there will be no "cannibalism".

Neither of them got a match today, there will be one tomorrow Hua Wenxiang, and Luo Bei will only have it the day after tomorrow.

Gao Liang and Hua Wenxiang are a group, and their hearts are ecstatic, and God helps me.

They also have Zhao Yuan, the county lord of Shangyi.

After the draw, the four ancestral monks spoke in the venue with the sound of blood souls, the voice was very clear, and the words were roughly emphasizing some rules, no dead hands, no competition for others and other basic rules, but anyone who knew the spirit of the battle understands.

No matches are scheduled at the end of the day, and the big fights are all one-game systems, and the winner directly advances to the next game.

The drums in the four venues were playing in unison, and the big guys didn't know how long they had been looking forward to this exciting moment.

There was still a flow of people outside the arena, and it was not until finally there was no place for the whole venue that the monks outside had to close the door and stop the people from entering.

The old abbot Xuanyun had already expected, at this time he was doing meditation with the big turtle in the temple and took out four illusions from his sleeves, the illusion floated to the back mountain without wind, and suddenly increased a hundred times above the four martial arts arenas, covering a red sun, and the illusion of the magic weapon of Buddhism was stationary in the air, gradually showing the scene in the field, and the real feeling was as present in front of him.

The people inside and outside the stadium shouted again at the same time, and the atmosphere burned to the point of explosion, and every time the spirit of the battle was the best opportunity to see the world.

"A graceful and beautiful man, dressed in white, Chu Chu is only pale. A large group of women shouted their hearts hoarsely, this is their common slogan, these women of all ages are dressed up beautifully, just so that Qingzong's paleness can look at themselves more.

"Liu Xiangbo, Liu Xiangbo...... Knock knock knock...... Knock knock. "Many people beat gongs and drums to cheer for Yoo Sang-bo, and this medicine valley genius is the belief of all of them.

"Bimu Sect, Bimu Sect ......"

"His Royal Highness the Prince will win, His Royal Highness the Prince will win......"

"Qingzong is invincible, Qingzong is invincible......"

"Xuanyun Temple, Xuanyun Temple......"

"Yang family, Yang family......"

"Quanyun faction, Quanyun faction......"

"Lan Hu Sect, Lan Hu Sect ......"

......

The shouts on the four fields shook the sky, and everyone cheered for the young handsome man in their hearts.

A field.

The three Taoist priests of Sheng Zhenguan were all in casual clothes today, and they did not wear the dazzling Taoist robes, and the little Taoist priest Yuan Zhen asked, "Who is Master Jiangling Dadou optimistic about this time?"

Qi Heng said: "If nothing else, it should still be Liu Xiangbo of Medicine Valley, the whiteness of Qingzong and Xuanyun Temple are still almost, the little girl of the Yang family should not be simple, and the few people we saw in the restaurant are also very powerful......"

Yuan Zhen, who watched the Jiangling Dadou for the first time, listened carefully and nodded constantly, "Master, the Dadou will be very exciting." ”

Qi Heng said with a smile: "It's getting more and more exciting every year, and when you participate in it in the future, it will definitely be even more exciting." ”

The little Taoist priest took out a sugar hawthorn from the paper bag in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'm still early." ”

Chen Xiang sat behind the two of them, one person in two positions, quietly waiting for the game to start.

Lao Huang took Tu Yuelian and Hei Qiu'er to sit in the first row, which was the preferential treatment given to them by Zu Ming.

B Venue.

Yang Jiaxing sat alone in the stands, waiting for her niece Yang Yan's game, she will have a game today, the opponent is a Jianghu casual guest, known as "Flying Knife Liu Xiaoxi", Xuanhuang Realm.

In addition, there is Zhao Chang, the son of Xiang'an.

C Venue.

Cao Congqi and Long Weiguo are both here, but they are a little far away.

The former feels that there is nothing to look forward to in the short term, unless there are a few cultivation embryos colliding together, there are two battles in the dark white today, the opponent is a red realm, and a Xuanhuang realm, which can be said to be directly given for nothing.

The prince Zhao Shenghan had a battle, and the opponent was a soldier from the military, Xuanhuang Realm, and later returned to the rivers and lakes to enter the monk's way, just to increase his life.

Ding field.

This time, there were three people in Yaogu and Liu Xiangbo, Wu Xingchou, the guest secretary in the valley, and a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses Bai Heshi and Bai Hefeng.

Wu Xingchou, who is strong and famous for his boxing skills, is one of the few guests in Medicine Valley, and he is also the leader of Medicine Valley who has traveled thousands of miles to participate in the Jiangling Fight.

Bai Heshi and Bai Hefeng, two siblings, will also represent Medicine Valley to participate in this Jiangling Fight, and they are divided into the second field.

In addition, Ruluo and the young woman who appeared in the restaurant with Li Jasmine last night were also in the C field, the woman's name was Lin Xi, one of the four saints of the Agarwood Palace.

"The big fight begins!"

The four ancestral monks shouted out at the same time with the sound of blood souls.

Cheer again, both on and off the field!

Two people from each of the four venues walked to the ring at the same time, clenched each other's fists, and then watched the enemy with blood.

There is a young handsome man from the Lan He Sect on this side of the Ding field, Ying Cheng Realm, who directly uses the blood soul artifact as a short knife to meet the enemy, and the other party is a thin man who has passed the age of standing, Xuanhuang Realm.

The thin man pulled out the big knife on his waist, the cold light was dazzling, he complained a little about his broken luck, as soon as he came up, he met a Ying Cheng Realm, or Lan Hejiao.

The Lanhe Sect is also a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes, although there is still a gap between it and the mountain gate of the sect, but the background is not thin.

The young man of the Lanhe Sect is named Zou Ding, a disciple of the sect, who is extremely talented, and he is only in his early twenties this year.

The thin man simply broke the jar and fell, the main sent rushed up, the two clashed, and suddenly there was a sword light and sword shadow, dozens of rounds later, the thin man was already sweating profusely, and the hand holding the knife had been shaken to some paralysis, Zou Ding easily hooked his hand, the thin man gritted his teeth, rushed up again, and slashed at his blood soul knife, and then the other hand touched the Lou Cangyu in the sleeve, and a knife appeared in an instant, directly running to Zou Ding to stop the waist and cut it.

The people on the field were shocked, or praised this person's methods, although there was a difference in one realm, but they were not to be outdone, or ridiculed this person for being insidious and vicious, not a righteous gentleman.

Zou Ding was obviously careless and failed to dodge the blow, but he blocked the blade with the blood soul protector, and in the end he was only hit by the impact of the big knife and staggered to the side a few steps.

The thin man felt that the timing was right, holding a double knife head-on, Zou Ding steadied his footsteps, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, the thin man gave birth to an orange light under his feet, blocking his forward rush, but the inertia of the upper body had gone out and could not be recovered, but fortunately, Zou Ding grabbed his back with his hand, which did not make him fall and eat, but the blood soul knife in Zou Ding's hand was also set on the back of the thin man's neck at the same time.

It turned out that when Zou Ding slashed the thin man just now, he sprinkled the blood soul qi on the feet of the thin man with the secret technique of the sect, and the blood soul qi had a binding effect, but Zou Ding didn't expect the other party to let himself succeed so easily, it seems that these people who sell their reputation on the rivers and lakes are indeed not opponents.

The thin man scattered his blood and soul energy, hung his head and said, "I admit defeat." ”

The senior monk of Zuyang announced the verdict with a blood soul voice, "Lan He Sect Zou Dingsheng." ”

Cheers from the venue again!

In the other three venues, the battles also ended before and after, which was quite exciting.

The next battle, a few quick breathing kung fu has ended, the slow is that the two sides are evenly matched, the fight is difficult to solve, there is one of the most exciting, is a duel between a martial artist and a dashing swordsman, the strength of the two sides is equal, and finally flew out of the ring at the same time, which immediately aroused the applause of the audience.

Qingzong Dubai's two duels, the other party is from some small forces, just hear the word Qingzong has no fighting spirit, and when he sees Dibai again, he is even more chaotic, in addition, there are countless infatuated women on the field of crazy shouts, where is there still the slightest idea of winning, Dibai finally threw the two out of the field without even using blood and soul.

Yang Yan faced Liu Xiaoguang, who was good at flying knives, wrapped in British orange gas, and leisurely dodged the flying knives wrapped in Xuanhuang gas on the field, and finally the flying knives Liu Xiaoguang flew out of knives and had no knives to fly, and the little girl was still hiding, and then found that there were no knives to fly again, and he said that your flying knives were all used up? Seeing that it was not interesting, the little girl then threw Liu Xiaoguang, who had no flying knives to rely on, out of the ring.

There are hundreds of flying knives on and off the field, Liu Xiaoguang's sleeve is empty in the building, today is eight lifetimes of blood mold, when he meets such a crazy girl, he usually meets people with more than a dozen flying knives, today his mother's life and death can't fly, and he has to lick his face for a while to find Xuanyun Temple to ask for these flying knives on the ground, after all, there are so many knives, it's quite expensive.

Liu Xiaoguang, who was lying on the ground, had a sad face and a pain in his buttocks.

......

......

At the end of the day, there were thirty or forty people eliminated in each venue, and the onlookers still felt that they couldn't see enough, but the time had come, and it was approaching dusk, so they had to end today's big fight.

Some even moved tents and set them up next to the tournament arena, just to have a good spot in it tomorrow.

The four venues were dispersed, and the warriors who lost the game were depressed and unwilling, and when the next Jiangling Da Dou had to be four years later, some people left, while others stayed and continued to wait for tomorrow's Da Dou, hoping to learn some duel skills and explore the doorway.

In the center of the four martial arts arenas, there was a bloated fat man who was arresting people and hitting them, and then calling them brothers and brothers, and selling a Loucang jade sweetly.

There are many big fighters, all rich people have them, and the fat man has a good eye, and he can make a sum by almost catching one person, and the price is dozens of taels or hundreds of taels higher than usual.

(End of chapter)