There are more than 1,000 people in the entire Taiji Square, and 300 people are here to participate in the rookie battle, and more than 90% of them are men.

When these people saw Ye Feng send out a superb beauty with an elegant temperament, they showed a happy look one by one, after all, this meant that they might encounter Purple Gladiolus later.

Moreover, Zi Jianlan's cultivation is only in her early teens, and in their eyes, she is definitely an object that can be bullied to their heart's content, and it will not be a problem at all to attack her chest or anything when the time comes.

They didn't know that the purple gladiolus now had all the internal qi in her body turned into true qi, and it had been promoted to eighteen years of cultivation, and her true strength was enough to compare with Hua Yeqing, and her combat power was even more than him because of the immortal arts.

The heavenly treasures that can instantly improve people's cultivation for eight years are not even available to Chonghua real people in the martial arts world, and they naturally don't know that Ye Feng can get such a good thing.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the Heli Emperor Star Sand, which will make people snatch their heads and bleed, has an absolutely extraordinary effect.

"The first round of the rookie battle, begin!"

An elite disciple of the Taiji Hall used his internal qi and roared throughout the audience: "The first group, Yin Jianrong of Huayun Sect, Mu Qingqing of Qingsong Courtyard ......"

The first group of lists was quickly arranged, and a total of thirty people walked out of their respective sect ranks and gathered at one of the edges of Tai Chi Square.

From the location of Tai Chi Plaza, you have to run straight to the opposite side for a total of two kilometers. However, due to the large number of participants in the same group, it is very difficult to run straight ahead, and some weaker ones would rather go around the edge than go straight to compete with others.

Since only a maximum of ten of the thirty players in a group will be able to advance to the next round, the people in each group must not only do their best to advance quickly, but also prevent the others from advancing within the limits of the rules in order to achieve the final victory.

Ye Feng participated in the martial arts conference for the first time, so he observed it carefully, but Ye Wentian's ** lake, he didn't care so much, anyway, it was just a competition among some juniors, and it had nothing to do with them.

Of course, when there are young people related to themselves on the field, these old men like Ip Mantian will still pay close attention to it.

Ye Feng looked up and realized that among the thirty people in this first group, only two people had reached thirty years of cultivation, and one of them was Yin Jianrong, a genius of Huayun Sect, who looked like a talent and had a bookish temperament, but there was a hint of cynicism in his eyes, and his gaze was always sweeping over the beauties around him.

The other person is Mu Qingqing of Qingsong Academy.

Qingsong Academy is a medium-sized sect with similar strength as the Zizhen Sword Sect, and Mu Qingqing is a female disciple that Qingsong Academy has cultivated over the years.

Yin Jianrong and Mu Qingqing stood at the starting point, standing next to each other, occupying the best starting position, while the other young people in the same group could only be a little farther away from the two of them, and the distance from the finish line was even farther away.

The superiority of the two of them was reflected at once, and the young man who had reached thirty years of cultivation was definitely an enviable existence in the martial arts, because it was only possible to achieve it by being fully cultivated by the sect.

"Let's go!"

The elite disciple of the Taiji Hall who gave orders roared loudly, resounding throughout the audience.

Almost as soon as he spoke, the thirty young people in the field instantly began to move, and Yin Jianrong and Mu Qingqing took the lead, using the light skills of their respective sects and rushing towards the destination.

Huayun Sect genius, even if Yin Jianrong ran, he still had that cynical look on his face, deliberately two steps behind, staring at Mu Qingqing's buttocks in front of him, showing an appreciative look.

Mu Qingqing didn't think about it so much, although she looked beautiful and petite, but the light exercise method was not ambiguous at all, the distance of two kilometers was instantaneous, and it only took two minutes to reach the end.

Yin Jianrong followed closely behind, becoming the second youth to pass the first round of auditions.

As for the others, they couldn't be compared with the two at all, even if they used up all their internal qi, they could only follow the two from a distance, and there was fierce competition. Pushing each other is not a violation as long as you don't use internal qi, and using internal qi without directly touching others is also not a violation.

Therefore, in this first round of auditions, it is not uncommon to stretch out legs and trip people, push each other, attach internal qi to items and throw out of the canopy to block others.

Others avoid the most central route and take a long detour, so that although the distance is longer, they avoid direct competition with others, and are more likely to stand out to the weaker.

After watching this first round of competition, Zi Jianlan already roughly understood the rules of the competition, but she didn't pay attention to it, because her speed was far faster than Yin Jianrong and Mu Qingqing in the first group, and the distance of two kilometers, if you follow the speed of the Swift Shadow Fairyland, it only takes one minute to run over.

"The second group, Taiji Hall Wu Maji, Zizhen Sword Sect Purple Gladiolus ......"

Purple Gladiolus followed the second group on the field, and saw that in the lineup of the Taiji Hall opposite, a tall and mighty young man was sneering at this side, and discussing something with several disciples of the Taiji Hall next to him.

Due to the distance, Zi Jianlan couldn't hear what they were saying, but with Yang Shuning and other soul cultivators there, it was not difficult to hear the other party's conversation.

"Jian Ran, be careful, that kid wants to throw a hidden weapon at you in the first round. ”

Ye Feng frowned slightly and said.

"Hmm. ”

Purple Gladiolus glanced at the mighty young man named Wu Maki in a little surprise, and she didn't expect that guy to target her so much. But soon she reacted, Wu Maji, isn't it the son of Wu Ma Changfeng?

Previously, Ye Feng and Ye Wentian teamed up to seriously injure Wu Ma Changfeng. As the son of Wu Ma Changfeng, this Wu Ma Ji must have a grudge against Ye Feng.

Now that Ye Feng doesn't play, it's normal for the other party to want to attack her Zi Jianlan.

"Don't forget that I'm from the Hidden Immortal Sect, and when it comes to secret weapons, the other party can't match me. ”

Zi Jianlan smiled slightly and paced confidently on the field.

Wu Maki was quickly ready, and also rounded the half court to the starting point of the first round of the competition, and his tall and powerful figure made him extremely conspicuous among the entire second group of thirty people.

Coupled with the fact that he was the only one in this group who had reached thirty years of cultivation, almost everyone agreed that he would definitely be able to pass the first round.

The only suspense now is that in this competition, what will this Wu Maji do to Ye Feng's purple gladiolus?

Everyone was eagerly waiting, and as for the disciples of the Taiji Hall, they were even more excited, and they began to cheer for Wu Maji one by one.