Chapter XXIV: Pre-War Interlude

In the selection stage of this year's land ranking competition, a total of more than 5,000 people participated. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

There are thousands of sects in the world, and the total number of martial artists is more than one million. 5,000 may not sound like a lot, but considering the number of people who don't care about making a name, those who can't participate for some reason, those who meet the conditions but lack confidence, and so on, it's actually quite a lot. After all, these are all martial artists who are less than thirty years old and have the cultivation of the middle and third grades, and there are so many of them, which is enough to prove the peak of today's martial arts.

These people are in a group of 32 people, and they adopt a two-to-two promotion system, and within five days, a total of nearly 160 people will be decided to participate in the second stage of the round-robin competition.

There are more than 100 groups, and the five members of the Chang'an Society are not so unlucky, and there is a situation where two people happen to be in a group. And judging from the list of members of their respective groups, there are no young warriors with their own names as Chu Xiangyuan said earlier. It should be said that the likelihood of at least advancing to the second stage has increased significantly.

Of course, no one in the fifteen counties of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon dares to assert that except for those who are famous all over the world, there will be no more amazing talents. Therefore, in every competition, you still need to be cautious and careless.

Gu Liuli and Su Linglong were assigned to the north of Tucheng, Chen Jingqiu and Ye Siyu were in the west, and Ye Tian was in the east. Lin Shiyun and Zhong Linfeng wanted to see their master's competition, and Gongsun Xu Ming and several congregants asked Ye Tian to arrange to follow the two venues in the north and west. He sat alone in the audience, listening to the admiration of the audience around him, with a weird smile on his face.

The square outside the main hall of the Chang'an Association is modeled after the model of the gymnasium in the previous life, with stepped platforms with canopy roofs on both sides. Many sects in Qiyang have visited the door as guests or provoked, and they are also quite interested in this design. When this martial arts conference is determined to be held in Anlan Mansion in Xin'an County, according to the usual practice, a temporary earthen city will be built outside the city. Someone submitted the design of the Chang'an Association to the top management of the Wumeng as a credit. Fortunately, Peng Gaoyi couldn't see it, and said in public that it was the Chang'an Association that had this wonderful idea first, and he didn't let that person's careful thinking succeed.

This matter was only heard from Peng Gaoyi when Ye Tian and Gu Liuli went to the Qiyang Martial League station last time. However, there is no such thing as intellectual property rights in this era, not to mention that this is not any intellectual property rights, let alone really asking for any benefits from the Xin'an Wumeng and even Yingyue Fang, Ye Tian will be over when he knows it. Unexpectedly, on the first day of the trials, the first thing Ye Tian heard was not to discuss the competition in the ring, but to talk about the setting of the audience.

It seems that Yingyuefang and Xin'an Wumeng, as the hosts of this martial arts conference, have been in the limelight a lot at the beginning! This is not bad, everyone did not say it, but Chang'an will always directly or indirectly contribute to the Qiyang martial arts, even if there is no actual return, there should always be some upright people in power to read the Chang'an meeting.

Ye Tian thought so in his heart, and watched several battles in the ring nearby, calculating that the time was about the same, so he got up and walked down to the sidelines to wait.

In addition to him, there are more than a dozen young warriors waiting to take the stage. Ye Tian looked left and right, and found that they were basically sixth-rank and fifth-grade cultivators, and he didn't know if there would be an opponent for his first battle.

The rules of the tournament are also special. There are five black-clothed referees in each ring, four of whom stand according to the four corners, and one is in the ring to preside over the ring, playing the role of witnessing and guarding against the unexpected. Each battle has a time limit of one stick of incense, and if the time comes, the upper hand wins. If the battle is deadlocked, the side with the lowest cultivation wins. If the cultivation is the same, it will be handed over to the five judges to make a collegiate decision based on the performance of the two in the competition. If even the referee can't decide, then it is up to heaven to draw lots to decide the winner.

The time limit can effectively reduce the negative competition of martial artists, and prevent high-level martial artists from not using their true skills, but relying on their internal breath to play more vigorously and long-term consumption. The purpose of taking lots, which seems to be random, is the same. If you don't want to look at luck in the end, you must have a good performance in a stick of incense, and even defeat your opponent neatly. In addition, these rules can also speed up the selection process and save the entire martial arts tournament from lasting too long.

Such a rule can be said to be very beneficial to Ye Tian, who is still in the sixth rank. Once the opponent is also a sixth grade, Ye Tian believes that the degree of favor will be a few percent higher. After all, there are absolutely only a handful of special circumstances like yourself in the world today. Otherwise, Su Linglong, Qiu Rubai, and Chu Xiangyuan would not be so optimistic about themselves.

Behind him, an exclamation from the audience interrupted his thoughts. Ye Tian followed everyone's line of sight, only to see a little distance in the ring, there was only one person left on both sides of the fight, and the other person stood under the ring and shouted: "I don't accept it!" and didn't know what was going on.

Ye Tian listened attentively, the contestants on the stage did not say a word, but the referee asked the person in the audience, "Why are you not convinced?"

"He's a trick!"

"If you have the ability, you can do that. ”

"This ...... Okay, before the time comes, I'll come up and continue fighting. ”

"No, you've been shot down from the stage, and you deserve to be defeated. ”

"What's the reason? The rules don't say that!"

"Hmph! As we all know, in the ring competition, those who are shot down in the ring will be disqualified from fighting again, and if you are not dealt with as defeated, do you still have to be sentenced to win?"

"If the rules don't say it, they don't say it. ”

This person's opponent suddenly walked to the side of the stage, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't accept it, then you will go to the stage to fight again." ”

"Good!"

"Presumptuous, what are you doing at this martial arts conference?" The referee stared at the person in the audience and shouted angrily, signaling to the guards who maintained order on the sidelines: "Come on, write down his division, and expel him from the field." ”

Several guards quickly stepped forward to close the circle, and when they saw that this man was resisting, a referee jumped down violently, joined forces to restrain him, and handed him over to the guards to escort away.

There was also someone next to Ye Tian who didn't know the situation and asked, "What happened just now?"

Another person replied, "That man was pushed out of the ring with only one move, so he was not convinced." ”

"Push?"

"Isn't it, the opponent avoids it sideways, and if you push it again, the winner will be decided. ”

With such a way of losing, it's no wonder he didn't accept it. ”

"The opponent can win in an instant, and he will not be convinced. ”

"But since his opponents have agreed to fight again, why should the referee stop him?

"Favoritism?" another person sneered, "You are right, it is indeed favoritism." The referee is deliberately protecting that person, really let him fight, I don't know if he will be killed to step down again!"

Both of them were shocked: "Why?"

"Who do you think the victor is?" the man looked left and right, and lowered his voice: "Good and evil are unpredictable, and the water is cold!"

Ye Tian raised his eyebrows, and looked at the man who slowly withdrew from the ring: One of the top ten villains?

Just when he wanted to hear more information, someone in front of him shouted: "Ye Tian of the East Thirteenth Group is here, it's time for you to take the stage!"