Chapter 67: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
"Our agreement, perhaps, is about to be fulfilled. When Mantian was looking at the people around him, a thick voice sounded, which made Mantian slightly stunned, he turned his head to look at the battlefield not far away, showed a smile, and nodded slightly.
Mantian's gaze swept around, and he didn't find that Danfeng's disciples, Bai Xian'er and Mu Feng were not there, which made Mantian sure that among the ten places, Danfeng's competition was not a battle, but alchemy.
Gu Tu, who was standing beside Mantian, although he had not spoken, could be seen from the strong battle intent flashing in his eyes that he was also full of expectations for this competition.
The old man who sat in the center of the stone steps suddenly stood up, this old man was wearing a purple robe, old dragon clock, although he was old, but his body was very upright, like a mountain standing upright, he simply stood up, but it seemed to be integrated into the space, giving people an unfathomable feeling, making countless disciples hold their breath and stare at him directly!
This person is none other than the Sect Master of the Little Ancient Sect, Madness!
"My little ancient sect has inherited the lineage of the ancient sect of southern Xinjiang since ancient times! It is a great fortune for the little ancient sect to be able to get ten places for the ancient sect this time. Remember, there are only eight places among you! If you want to get the quota, if you want to become a master, if you want to step into the ancient sect of Southern Xinjiang, it is all up to you! Fight! Barbarian cultivators! Show your strength and let all people admire you! Take out your strength and fight a bright path!" The sound of the thunder was deep, like the humming of an ancient bell, echoing in the space and in the ears of every disciple.
It excites the hearers and makes the participating disciples excited!
Barbarian also clenched his fists, full of fighting spirit, and the other disciples were all disciples who swept around with fierce eyes, no matter what the relationship was before, at this time, they all became their enemies and became stumbling blocks on their way.
"The battle for the quota starts now!" After Madness finished speaking, he sat down! And the Lifeng Peak Lord beside Wildness cracked wildly, and then stood up, he looked at the nearly two thousand disciples in the center below, and said: "Compete for the rules, the first round, ten groups of people fight! Ten people are in a group." Only one person from each group is eligible to enter the second round of competition! Take the initiative to drop the token and abstain!
Everyone gasped when they heard this, and even those disciples who didn't participate turned pale!
In this first round, most of the disciples will be eliminated! Nearly 2,000 disciples, and in the end, only 200 people will be able to enter the finals! Moreover, it will be a battle of ten people!
Ten crowd battles!
What does this mean?
Even if the strength is strong, what if the other nine people besiege one at the same time, no matter how strong the strength is, it will not help if the realm is high! This is not only a test of strength, but also a test of a person's ability to survive and adapt to changes! This can also see the profound meaning of the ancient sect.
The ancient sect needed not only strong people, but also people with both strength and wisdom!
Mantian suppressed the shock in his heart, and he looked down at the number of the token in his hand, 1023. And Gu Tu and Zhan Ye both turned their heads to look at the numbers of the Barbarian Sky, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't want to meet the Barbarian Sky in the first round!
The first round of the competition for places is divided into two games, and the number of the wild sky is the second, so he retreats to the outside of the square to fight!
A group of ten people gradually walked up to the hundred huge rings in the central square, and the thousand disciples all held their breath and looked nervously hostile to the other nine.
"Let's go!" With a wild cracking and low drink, all the disciples tensed their nerves all over their bodies!
The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.
"Boom!!" The first voice resounded throughout the square, and the rest of the tense disciples in the ring instantly launched a frantic attack.
The barbarian who was sitting cross-legged was staring at one of the rings, and the red dragon was fighting with the others at this time, covered in silver and white light, so that the rest of the disciples did not dare to attack him first. Xiong Yue and Xiong Hong stared at the ring in front of them, their eyes swept over the rings, and the barbarian pillar held Xiaojin and Xiaohu, staring at the fighting red dragon.
"Bang!!" Red Dragon shook one of its disciples out of the ring with a full blow, causing the other eight disciples to look pale, and they all attacked Red Dragon at the same time.
When they entered the battle, they could already see who was the strongest in the ring! And their goal was to knock down the strongest person first! This was the instinctive expression of people in the face of a common threat, at this time, the only enemy in their hearts [***] was the Red Dragon, because they knew that if the Red Dragon was undefeated, they had no hope of entering the second round of the battle!
"Do you want to defeat me?" the red dragon sneered, his whole body was silver and white and radiant, and the blood lines that appeared in the light quickly gathered all over his body, causing his body to expand rapidly, and the whole person gradually grew from more than six feet to seven feet, revealing a violent intent all over his body, making the red dragon like a fierce beast!
When the Red Dragon broke out with the strongest strength, some of the remaining eight disciples were stunned in horror, but before he could react, the Red Dragon's attack was like a storm, his figure shook, and everyone only saw the silver-white light shuttling through the crowd, and the disciples were constantly shocked out of the ring.
Just when the barbarian was pondering, there was already a battle in the ring! A young man stood proudly, he was about six feet tall, his appearance was ordinary, his body was not burly, and he would not look at him more if he was thrown into the crowd, but he was the first to enter the second round of competition this time, and attracted the attention of 10,000 people.
"He's... Senior Brother Yuan Zheng!!Senior Brother Yuan Zheng of Zhan Feng!" A disciple of Zhan Feng recognized this person and exclaimed.
"Yuan Zheng?" Many people were puzzled, in their impressions, there was no such person as Yuan Zheng at all! But they didn't expect that he would shine in this competition, which made many people amazed, how many disciples like Yuan Zheng would have in the Xiaogu Sect in the entire Nanban?
Years of forbearance, just to become famous in the present war! This Yuan Zheng is suffocating whether it is strength, spleen, surname, or city government.
Yuan Zheng's gaze swept over the several corpses lying on the ring, his expression was flat, and he sat down cross-legged.
Mantian stared at Yuan Zheng, he didn't see Yuan Zheng make a move, but he was able to defeat the other nine people in such a short time, this Yuan Zheng's strength made Mantian have to pay attention!
"Boom!!" A loud bang exploded, and on top of another ring, a burly disciple broke through the air and punched a disciple, and the moment his punch was swung, a phantom appeared behind him, giving people an illusion as if two people were attacking at the same time.
"Combat skills, the clone of power!!This person has actually refined the clone of power!"
"How is it possible!!!How can the Little Ancient Sect have such a highly qualified person?" Countless exclamations came one after another, and even the indifferent young man on the stone steps looked at this burly disciple with a surprised expression.
The clone of the force! The human-level combat skill! The Southern Barbarian combat skill is divided into lower, middle, upper, human, earth, and heavenly six! The dragon-shaped big split is a low-grade combat skill, and the arm can be described as a high-grade combat skill, and the doppelganger of this force is a human-level combat skill, and it is extremely powerful! If it can be refined to the extreme, the power of the whole body can be transformed into countless clones! This is an extremely terrifying combat skill, but I didn't expect that someone would use it at this time.
"Hey, who is he?"
Many of the disciples were speechless for a moment, because they found that they could not call this person by name.
"By the way, I remember that his name is Zhan Xiong!!Lifeng's disciple Zhan Xiong! He has been going out to practice since he joined the Little Ancient Sect, but he didn't expect to return to the sect. One of the disciples suddenly remembered the identity of this person and hurriedly said.
All the disciples were shocked! They suddenly discovered how many hidden young masters had been brought out of this competition for places! How many such obscure young masters were there in the Little Ancient Sect?
Mantian's demeanor was solemn, and when he was in high spirits in his heart, he was also looking forward to the next battle, but what puzzled Mantian was that he didn't see the thundercloud, and he had also asked Xiong Yue, but he had never heard of the person Leiyun, which made Mantian puzzled, at this time, it seemed that this thundercloud was like these masters, and his deeds were very low-key, perhaps, after that battle, Leiyun left the Little Ancient Sect to go out to practice.