A little further away from the registration venue, there are ten huge black iron rings, and that is where the competition takes place.

This so-called competition is a way of competition in the ring. Each referencer can go up to any ring and compete for the position of the champion.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this is a display of strength, and there will be many judges silently observing in secret, they are all judges arranged by the Jinbao Chamber of Commerce, and they will basically maintain a fair and fair attitude.

After all, this is an intersectional, multi-person judgment, and favoritism is completely an act of seeking death.

Of course, organized behavior is a different story.

However, with such a powerful force, it is impossible to have the heart to do such a thing.

"Look, isn't that Wang Hong of the Three Knife Gate? In the crowd, there was a sudden commotion, and then someone exclaimed: "Wang Hong, this guy has stepped into the realm of Yuan Infant in two hundred years, and now he is two hundred and fifty years old, he should have stepped into the middle stage of Yuan Infant, right?"

"Hell knows! He's cultivated well in the Three Swords Gate, what are you doing here?" someone said visibly depressed.

This guy is a proud son of the sky, and under such a shining new star, it is difficult to bloom with brilliance.

However, before everyone had time to rest, someone exclaimed depressedly: "Wang Shaoyang of the Seven Star Tower, why did this guy come over?"

I saw a smiling man in a black robe, slowly walking through the crowd and walking to a certain ring.

As soon as many people saw this guy named Wang Shaoyang, their expressions immediately changed slightly and they gave way, obviously this person is very famous.

"Who is this guy? Why is he so arrogant?" but there are still people who don't know him, and they don't know him.

"Do you want to die? Qixinglou, you don't know what kind of place it is? It's a place where people are killed if they are given spirit stones, and everyone is a madman who kills people like numbness. Wang Shaoyang grew up there since he was a child, how many people have he killed now?" Hurriedly explained.

Assassination organization guys?

Many people changed their complexion when they heard the words and quietly distanced themselves.

This kind of inhumane madman has always been the object that everyone is unwilling to provoke.

Guys with big names or powerful ones pop up one by one. But in the end, these two guys were more dazzling, at least many people immediately backed down a little when they saw them.

Although this is something that all referencers should be aware of, Zhang Ji is clearly not interested. The juniors of the two Yuan Infant Realm are no different from children in his eyes.

Zhang Ji's attention had already fallen on the ring.

There were a total of 10 rings in the arena for competition, and there was clearly a conformist rule.

Three of the rings were where Brother Jindan was shown, and two of the rings were where Brother Clutch was shown, but there was no one on the latter. Because there are only two clutch powerhouses participating in the assessment, and they can only divide one of them into a champion, does anyone dare to challenge without knowing whether they are alive or dead?

As for the remaining five rings. It is the place where the infant monks display and compete.

Then at this moment, on top of these five rings, four of the rings are engaged in fierce battles, and the remaining rings are just fighting, and the rings are seizing time to rest.

This is a war of four-digit infant monks, so the champion above each ring is undoubtedly a powerful monk. Even they can be defeated by others, but their value is unquestionable.

Being able to become the champion of the ring is a show of strength in itself.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Zhang Ji was pondering and preparing to make a move, a crimson light appeared. Suddenly, he jumped into the ring where there was no fight.

It was Wang Hong of the Three Knife Gate! I saw that he was holding a giant blade more than one meter long in his hand, and he looked at the ring master and said lightly: "Brother Luo, can you start?"

Hearing the meaning of this, the two still know each other at all.

"It's you. I threw in the towel. "It's surprising that the ring didn't hesitate to admit defeat.

If he wins, he may be able to fight with Wang Hong, but it is impossible to be there. Because he is really not in good shape. Before Wang Hong went to the ring, he had fought three games in a row, and the consumption was not replenished at all.

"What the hell. He actually threw in the towel. ”

"It's called smart, isn't it, haven't you seen enough of others showing it?"

......

Although the onlookers were a little dissatisfied, there was nothing difficult to accept, because this was a very normal thing.

There is no state at all, so why bother to fight hard with a strong enemy? It is completely thankless.

"I don't know which Taoist friend is willing to come up and ask for advice. Wang Hong's eyelids twitched slightly, and then his gaze swept over everyone.

Naturally, he didn't want to win without a fight, and although it sounded very imposing, it was not good for the test. Because there is no accurate display of strength, the monks who judge secretly cannot evaluate at all, so they generally end up with vague concepts.

Vague judgments, who can say clearly?

Many people are eager to try it when they hear it, but none of them are really interested in going to the ring. After gradually becoming a little cold, everyone's eyes shot towards Wang Shaoyang.

The only person who has the ability to compete with Wang Hong is probably the murderous madman in Qixinglou.

"Humph!"

However, Wang Shaoyang snorted coldly, clasped his hands horizontally, and watched coldly, without any intention of going to the ring.

The exercises he practiced were assassination techniques that were biased towards the shadows, and the head-to-head duel would naturally be weaker than Wang Hong's big opening and closing. So he wouldn't choose Wang Hong as his opponent at all, because it would be an unwise thing at all.

The most important thing to kill is calmness and judgment, followed by a terrible strength.

"Are there any Taoist friends who are willing to come up and ask for advice?"

Wang Hong's expression gradually became expressionless, his eyes swept over everyone, and he couldn't see his depth clearly.

Sou!

At this moment, a sword light flew up.

"I'll give it a try. Zhang Ji, who was shrouded in sword light, smiled and said to Wang Hongdao.

"Who is this guy? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"Is he a little too arrogant?"

"Look at it, look at that man's bearing, he doesn't look like a man with no brains. ”

......

As soon as he saw Zhang Jifei in the ring, the onlookers immediately began to discuss.

"It's him?" But at this time, a gray-haired old man suddenly looked surprised and said, "He is the guy who typed the fifth scale on the black ink stone at the No. 7 registration point just now." ”

"Fifth scale?"

"Could it be that he is the monster that was rumored just now, who has only cultivated to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, but has the peak of the Yuan Infant in real combat power?"

Many people immediately resounded the rumors they had just heard, and exclaimed with disbelief on their faces. (To be continued......)