When the warm sun of spring rises to the third pole, it has already begun to emit temperature, shining on people's bodies, warm and dry.

In the overcrowded valley, the atmosphere is a little tense at the same time, but also mixed with a lot of excitement, because the competition is finally about to officially begin.

Young Uncle Zhang stepped down from the high platform, came to the ring in the middle of the valley, and said loudly to everyone.

"Now, everyone has drawn lots, the competition has officially begun, the first and second people have been drawn, hurry up and come to the ring and compete. ”

His voice was not loud, but it drowned out the whispers around him, and it clearly reached everyone's ears.

As soon as Uncle Zhang's words fell, He Tiansheng, who had been standing with his hands in his hands, walked forward without saying a word, and a bad breath came out of him, which made people feel cold in their bodies.

Seeing him coming, the disciple in front of him hurriedly got out of the way, and looked at a disciple whose face had turned pale with some sympathy.

That disciple's strength is good, I originally thought that with my own strength, it should not be much of a problem to advance to the second round, who would have thought that this was just the beginning of the encounter with the bloody hand man slaughter!

His face turned pale, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked towards the ring.

It's just that he didn't dare to get too close to He Tianshu in front of him, but he followed far behind.

When someone saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly, this one, before the fight, had already divided the winners and losers.

And some people are secretly frightened by the prestige of the bloody hand slaughter, and before they make a move, they have already made the opponent afraid of such a look!

The two of them came to the ring one after the other to stand still, He Tianshu was still cold, and the disciple's eyes showed panic.

"Friendship between the same door is the first, and you can't deliberately kill people when you compete!"

Uncle Zhang said while standing next to the ring.

The sword has no eyes, and when the competition is held, it is natural to use all the means of fighting the dragon and the tiger, and it is normal for some casualties to occur, so in order to avoid death, he is a person in the Dan period, standing here and personally presiding over this comparison.

After all, most of the people who can participate in this game have good qualifications, and even if the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect has a great cause, they don't want to see this kind of senseless loss.

"You two are ready, now, the tournament has officially begun!"

Uncle Zhang said loudly, and at the same time waved his hand down, and the drumstick in his hand hit a yellow gong in front of him.

A crisp voice followed.

And on the ring, He Tianju, who had been holding his hand on his chest, didn't know when the spear behind his back had flown out, like a blood dragon, carrying a monstrous aura, rushing towards the monk who deliberately distanced himself from him on the other side of the ring.

And he himself stood there motionless, but his cold eyes made people shudder!

There were no defenses around him, and he exposed himself to broad daylight like that!

If someone else does this, he can't say that he will be put on an arrogant hat by others, but when it happened to He Tianzhuan, no one will say a word, because he has the capital to do so!

The monk on the other side of the ring had even more fear in his eyes! He didn't expect that the Bloody Hand would use such a killing move when he was slaughtered!

Originally, he was ready to let out his biggest defense at the beginning of the battle, and then fight with the Bloody Hand Tu for a while as much as possible, so that the door master and the elders could show it in front of him.

As for the defeated bloody hand slaughter, he didn't think about it at all.

He thought so and did so, but he never expected that the bloody hand would be so swift and ferocious!

The mana in his body was still desperately inputting into the bowl-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and the seal in his hand was still changing, and the spear with a strong bloody aura had swept over like a poisonous dragon!

His eyes contracted for a moment, the shadow of death enveloped him, and he felt that the spear would pierce his chest in the next moment!

Others may still take into account some rules, but on the other side is a bloody hand slaughter who doesn't stop if he doesn't see blood, how can he pay attention to these!

"I, I throw in the towel!"

This disciple, who was holding a bowl-shaped magic weapon in his hand, shouted in panic, his voice trembling!

The spear that had only been half a foot away from his chest writhed in surprise as the words rang out, and turned away from his chest.

"Ah~!" A scream sounded with blood, and the disciple was firmly anchored in the ring by the rapid spear piercing his arm.

The tail of the spear 'buzzed' like a poisonous snake, and it seemed that he was dissatisfied that he had not killed his opponent!

With a "poof" sound, accompanied by a miserable scream, the spear flew upside down, and was accurately inserted into the holster behind He Tianxing, who looked indifferent!

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it only took a short moment, and he didn't even move his body!

And that disciple had already fainted with pain and fright!

"It's really ferocious, this is the bloody hand slaughter......"

Under the ring, a disciple watching the battle muttered. Everyone who heard this sentence nodded desperately.

Senior Uncle Zhang frowned and looked at the disciple who was lying there and fainted, and said, "In the first game, He Tian won the injury!"

As soon as Uncle Zhang's words fell, He Tianzhuo over there had already stepped out of the ring, and he didn't look at that disciple from beginning to end!

His waist was straight, and his whole person was like a sharp spear, ready to poke a hole in the sky!

The two disciples who had been preparing on the side for a long time quickly rushed to the ring, carried the disciple who had passed out down, and took out the pill from the storage bag for treatment.

Mo Qing looked at He Tianshu who was walking towards him, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes, the other party has such a prestige, he is indeed really capable.

If he threw away the restraint method prepared by the master of the Wu Sect, it would not be easy for him to defeat this person.

The few people who were blocking the road hurriedly got out of the way, and He Tianshu walked over like this, came to his original position, and leaned on the stone pillar as if he had not played before.

It's as if he's just done a trivial thing.

The entire valley was extremely quiet for a while, and it was suppressed by the hand of the bloody hand, and some people were glad in their hearts, fortunately their opponent was not this cold-blooded guy.

"Three and four play!"

Uncle Zhang over there shouted when he saw that the ring had been cleaned up.

The two people here, after hearing the voice, hurriedly walked out of the crowd and walked to the ring.

Probably due to the influence of the bloody hand slaughter, these two people even became a little cautious when walking, and Mo Qing couldn't help but shake his head secretly.