Retracting his gaze, Xue Ling glanced at the rings around him, the battle was basically in full swing, his line of sight swept roughly, and there were also many figures sitting indifferently in the ring, obviously ending the battle.

Walking to the center of the ring, Xue Ling calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quietly waited for the end of all the battles.

Sitting in the ring, the line of sight is quite wide, and the monks in the nearby rings are all unknown monks, and the difference in strength is not big, it seems that it will take some time to decide the winner.

Looking over the two rings, Xue Ling saw Wei Qianmi's figure, this fat man's luck was not very good, he met a monk of the Condensation Realm, and the fight was not easy.

But seeing Wei Qianmi's battle, Xue Ling was also slightly stunned, this kid turned out to be a powerhouse in the Condensation Realm!

Although he knew that Wei Qianmi's strength was not weak before, Xue Ling never thought that he was a powerhouse in the Condensation Realm, and he looked obscene and unflat, and he was very judgmental.

The battle between Wei Qianmi and the other person did not look fierce, the fat man turned left and right, hit in the east, and fired a cannon in the west, which provoked the other party, and chased and killed him all over the ring with a long sword.

Xue Ling rubbed his forehead, does this kid want to play like this, the most bizarre thing about so many battles is them.

And he also felt other strange eyes, and the monk who was chasing Wei Qianmi was annoyed and angry, and frantically urged the speed, with a fierce posture of wanting to beat Wei Fatzi miserably.

However, the fat man was not only oily and slippery, but also unexpectedly slippery in his actions, which did not match his large body at all, and although he seemed clumsy, no matter how hysterical and crazy the monk behind him was, he could still only eat dust in the back.

At a certain moment, Wei Qianmi seemed to be tired of running, stopped, looked back, and gasped for breath.

Behind, the cultivator saw Wei Qianmi stop, his eyes flashed instantly, as if he had seen a beautiful beast, and he pounced out at once, and his fierce and decisive face almost roared to vent the passion in his heart.

"Phew, what kind of eyes are you, the fat man is not a beauty, get out of the way!"

Wei Qianmi spat a mouthful of saliva, with a look of disgust, he really couldn't stand the expression of the guy who pounced, he was a good man with a pure and upright orientation, and he had no special hobbies.

Saying this, Wei Qianmi's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and with a backhand, the light on the streamer sword flashed, and a rather unparalleled edge swept over the sword body like flowing water.

Seeing this, Xue Ling's eyes were shocked, staring at the streamer sword, his expression was solemn, and his expression immediately relaxed, it seemed that this little fat man was also tired and was about to end the battle.

"Bell!"

The sound of the fine iron clashing resounded in the ring, and then Wei Qianmi and the opponent's figures were entangled in the ring, the fierce sword light, the compelling sword qi, like the light of the blooming stones, shot out in the ring.

"Boom!"

The sword light in the sky dissipated, Wei Qianmi appeared, he lifted his foot on the opponent's stomach, the opponent was in pain, his heart was divided, and when he looked up again, a smiling face was already looking at him with a playful smile.

In his neck, the cold feeling spread out, making every nerve in his body tense up in an instant.

"Take!"

Wei Qianmi smiled, the man gritted his teeth unwillingly, but the long sword also reversed, arched his hand towards Wei Qianmi, and then walked to the edge of the ring with an angry face, jumped down, and walked into the distance.

Wei Qianmi's streamer sword was withdrawn, stretched his waist, and blinded Xue Ling's eyes, it can be said that this is the most shocking human arc he has ever seen, and there is no beauty at all, but the fat man still has a proud and proud face, that feeling makes Xue Ling want to jump into the ring now and give him a kick in the big watermelon-like stomach.

Didn't notice Xue Ling at all, Wei Qianmi walked to the center of the ring, the old god shook his stomach a little, shook like a wave ball, and he sat on the ground.

Immediately, he buried his head directly, as if he was sleeping.

Xue Ling was speechless, no longer looking at this guy, and then turned his gaze, and searched for an interesting battle again, the battle at this time had already been carried out, and there was only one figure sitting in many rings.

And when Xue Ling turned his gaze, in a ring, Fang Zheng was sitting cross-legged in the ring, his eyes happened to look around, and it just so happened that the eyes of the two met.

Frowning slightly, Xue Ling looked at Fang Zheng, and there was a cold glint in the latter's eyes, but then the corners of his mouth set off an arc.

That smile, quite a joke.

Xue Ling's face darkened.

Fang Zheng suddenly stretched out his palm, spread it out, and immediately bent it lightly towards Xue Ling.

Xue Ling suddenly laughed too, that smile was even brighter, this scene made Fang reiterate the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and suddenly stiffened, he didn't seem to expect that at this time, Xue Ling could still show such a smile.

He should be very nervous, worried and afraid?!!

Seeing Fang Zhengzheng's change, Xue Ling smiled even brighter, and he immediately stretched out his palm and faced Fang Zhengzheng, and then his four fingers were bent and his thumb was facing up.

Then, the gesture turned abruptly downward.

The smile on Fang Zheng's face completely disappeared, and the fierce color in his eyes spread out.

As for the movements of these two people, many monks in the distance also noticed it, and they were obviously not strangers to Fang reiterating, but they were not familiar at all when they saw another provocative monk.

Who's looking for death??!

On the side of the square, there were many monks who pursed their lips and made a sarcastic voice, and dared to reiterate that they dared to provoke Fang Fang to reiterate, they were really impatient, although they were not at the West Gate, but the name was still impressive, and from the words that came out, it was possible to know that this Fang was reborn, and he was not a good person.

It is said that once a monk of the One Condensing Realm offended him, and Fang Fang, who had a gentle smile before, reiterated that he shot directly and beat the strong man of the Condensing Realm with strong means that he couldn't get up, and after that, the other party reiterated that he didn't dare to offend at all.

However, Xue Ling didn't know what these people thought, he made a weak gesture and left a gloomy face Fang Zheng, turned his head, and went to see another competition.

At this moment, the first round is basically over, and when the most deadlocked places of the fierce battle are announced, the first round of the entire Wuzhen Sect's four major and big competitions can be regarded as the end.

On the forty rings, in the center, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, and the battle did not continue, and after a while, one ring shone brightly, and at the same time, there were several rings, and the other also flashed light.

In the two rings, there were loud cheers, and the monks in the two rings reported their names, which means that the opponent has been determined in the next qualifying battle.

Then, the light of the two rings disappeared, and the light of the other two rings flashed again, like passing a torch, but after Xue Ling's light bloomed in the ring, he looked over and was stunned.

Really, by coincidence!

In the other ring, after the light, Fang's smile was full of cat-and-mouse mockery!