After Huqiu Weituo scolded Huqiu Si and others, his eyes fell on Ling Tianfan again and said coldly: "I'm waiting for you on the competition stage! Don't be too weak, let me down!"

Leave this harsh words.

He just thought about flying to the competition platform in the air.

However, as soon as he wanted to move, he felt that the rules of the world around him were as heavy as if he had been filled with lead.

And it has a powerful imprisonment power.

It made it very difficult for him to move even a hair.

I can't fly to the competition platform casually.

Hu Qiu Weituo had to use his full strength to circulate the origin of the half-step Taishang Realm all over his body.

The origin of the Great Perfection of the Nine-level Heavenly Level Sword Rules soared into the sky! Among them, the sword intent with the first style of the Fox Hill Nine Swords.

Use all the unique skills of the Supreme One.

Obviously, Huqiu Weituo also tried his best.

He used the sword intent of the first style of the Fox Hill Nine Swords to break the aura of the seventy-three powerful men in the Supreme Realm and flew towards the void martial arts competition platform.

"This person has learned the Nine Swords of Fox Hill by himself!"

Ling Tianfan looked at the sword intent of the Fox Qiuqiu Jiujian that was used by Fox Qiuqiu, and felt awe-inspiring.

The sword intent of the Fox Qiuqiu Jiujian is many times more pure than what Hu Qiu Ao used that day. What is more important is that it is the breath of Hu Qiuqiu Weituo's personal will.

At this moment, not only Huqiu Weituo tried so hard, but also other geniuses.

Some used the supernatural powers of the Supreme One, while others used the rules! Ling Tianfan looked at the poor students.

One of the poor students directly used the rules of the ninth grade of the Heavenly Level, which shocked the audience! However, this genius only practiced one rule.

Ling Tianfan was not in a hurry to leave.

Huqiu Weituo and others flew to the edge of the competition platform first.

However, a circle of regular ripples suddenly rippled in the edge of the competition platform.

The rebirth that makes it step into the ripple of rules is like being in a quagmire, and it is immediately difficult to move forward.

"Break it for me!"

Huqiu Weituo roared loudly! Because he could not use magic weapons.

The origin in his body condensed into a sword and killed it out.

The first move of the terrifying Fox Qiuqiu Jiujian hit his body.

However, the rules rippling around his body were very strange, and it directly swallowed and absorbed the original power of the sword of Huqiu Weituo.

Not only that, after absorbing the original power of the sword of Huqiu Weituo, the same power immediately rebounded back in the ripples of the rules.

"not good!"

Huqiu Weituo's face changed slightly.

Absent-guard he was hit by this force.

He was knocked off directly from the sky.

He fell heavily on the ground in front of Ling Tianfan.

Puff! A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He wanted to get up, but the power of the surrounding void was confined and he could never get up again.

Not only Huqiu Weituo, but also the people who took action in mid-air were treated similarly by Huqiu Weituo.

All the power they attacked bounced back to attack them.

Seeing this scene, all the freshmen's faces changed drastically.

Is it so scary?

Is it that difficult to just go on stage to register?

Or, President Kong Zhoutian didn't want to give their rebirth of the Supreme Rule Treasure to them, but just took it out and pretended, so he made things difficult for them so hard?

With the first batch of freshmen who were injured when flying onto the competition stage, a blank period appeared, and no freshmen dared to fly up again.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you something. The time to register for the freshman ranking battle is only three hours! This incense stick will last for three hours!"

Kong Zhoutian said with a smile.

As his words fell, a burning incense condensed in the void.

There is a time limit.

This is even more difficult.

At this moment, there were only more than 150 new students standing there.

At this time, another group of people flew into the sky.

More than thirty people.

These more than 30 geniuses dare not use moves to break this time.

Relying on their own powerful origins, they directly withstand the ripples of regular ripples that surged around the competition platform.

It was difficult to move towards the competition platform little by little.

The three-hour time limit actually tests whether everyone can go to the martial arts competition platform during these three hours.

This is a test in itself.

Seeing this slow move, the remaining freshmen standing no longer hesitated and quickly seized the time to fly up.

At this time, you can see who has a strong foundation and a solid foundation at a glance.

Those who move quickly will have a strong foundation.

Those who move slowly are relatively poor.

Ling Tianfan no longer hesitated and flew up.

After all, it is not a solution to just watch it.

He was also envious of the highest rules treasures in the Tianyi Academy treasure house.

As soon as he moved, he immediately felt the surging power coming from the surrounding void.

However, how powerful is his body tempered by his ten rules?

Compared with these half-step Taishang Realm present, it is even more powerful.

Compared to others, Ling Tianfan's pressure is much easier.

He quickly flew to the edge of the competition platform.

At this moment, it is about a thousand steps away from the martial arts competition.

But it was just a thousand steps away, like a natural chasm.

At this time, a circle of regular ripples also aroused around Ling Tianfan's body.

It made his body seem to be trapped in a swamp.

Every time the body moves a little, every step you twitches, it is extremely difficult.

"These powerful people in the Supreme Realm are indeed powerful! Their use of rules is so mysterious!"

Ling Tianfan was shocked.

He hesitated for a moment, but he still gave up the idea of ​​circulating the power of the rules of fate.

This is his trump card, and the strong men present at Taishang Realm will not be able to sense it.

He doesn't want to be exposed in this freshman ranking battle.

Since it only tests the foundation of the newborn, Ling Tianfan will prescribe the right medicine.

The origin of the spatial rules and devouring rules of the heavenly level surged around Ling Tianfan's body.

The rules of space give him some space, and the rules of devouring directly devour the power of the surrounding rules that are imprisoned on him.

Sure enough, Ling Tianfan felt much better at this moment.

He moved forward step by step.

Not only Ling Tianfan, but other freshmen soon found the tricks, circulating the origin of the rules in their bodies, revealing their foundation of cultivation, and moving forward little by little under reasonable confrontation.

Time passes by minute by minute.

In about two hours, the first monk successfully moved to the competition stage.

He is a poor student! With the first place, he gradually has the second place, the third place... Ling Tianfan, the 30th place, walked to the competition stage.

He is not in a hurry at all.

After he reached the competition stage, it took him more than two and a half hours.

Less than half an hour left.

In the remaining half an hour, ten more people stepped onto the competition stage one after another.

At this time, the incense was burned.

"Time is up!"

Kong Zhoutian's voice sounded.

Before they reached the new life of the martial arts competition platform, they felt that a powerful force in the void allowed them to resist and retreated back to the ground one after another.
Chapter completed!