"Now, the contestants who have drawn numbers one, two, and three will come on stage respectively. Please remember that there are no rules other than maliciously injuring people's lives. Use your full strength and show yourself well!"

After the great elder said this, he walked off the stage.

"Xiaohan, come on!"

Yunsu saw that he was about to go on stage, so he encouraged him.

"Sister Yun, you might as well tell me later..."

Da Zhuang said sourly.

Immediately afterwards, the six people who drew the balls with numbers 1, 2, and 3 came out one after another. They registered their respective martial arts and names in front of the competition table, and then walked up.

There were two men standing on the third stage, both of the same age. After they came on stage, they kept looking at their opponents, or they wanted to put some pressure on their opponents.

"Eight Gates, Chen Lin!"

"Longyanmen, bell power!"

The two contestants each reported the martial arts they represented and their names, and then waited for the referee to announce the start.

"I didn't expect that the people from the Eight Gate Dunjia also got the first match, and the people from the Longyan Gate are very good at defense. This time it's interesting..."

There were many experienced practitioners below, and after hearing about these two sects, they all started talking.

There was a man and a woman standing on the second competition stage. The man was extremely handsome and looked like a fair-faced young boy. According to today's terms, he was a dead motherfucker! The female practitioner was plain-looking and ordinary, placed among the crowd.

Not impressive at all.

"Feihuamen, Yanyufei, please give me some advice."

"Yu Shuimen, Li Caixia."

The two of them also reported their names.

When Ling'er heard about the Water Control Gate, her eyes lit up. What she was practicing now was the Water Control Technique in the Water Control Gate. This kind of magic could be hard or soft, offensive or defensive, pervasive, and very powerful.

The Great Elder was the former head of the Water Control Sect, but now that he has joined the organization, he rarely interferes with the sect's affairs. However, if there is anything that threatens the Water Control Sect, he will definitely take action with all his strength.

The first competition stage was where Zhang Han was. After he walked up, he just glanced at his opponent and then lost any interest because he felt that the opponent's energy and strength were not half as strong as his own, unless the opponent acted like a pig.

Eating tigers has some special methods to cover up one's own energy.

"Five Ghost Sect, Lian Fengtian!"

"Yin Yang Gate, Zhang Han!"

The two of them also reported their names.

Most of the cultivators below frowned because they had never heard of these two sects.

"This Zhang Han is a member of the Must-Kill Order. It turns out that his sect is the Yin-Yang Sect. This sect was probably a small sect before, but now that it has such a genius, it's pretty good."

This is exactly what many practitioners have in mind.

However, there are still a small number of cultivators. When they heard the three words Yin-Yang Gate, their faces showed a very surprised look, and then they looked at Zhang Han deeply, not knowing what they were thinking.

When the judges saw that all the contestants were ready, they stopped talking and announced the start of the competition!

I saw Lian Fengtian of the Five Ghost Sect burst out with all his energy and spirit in an instant, and then immediately cast a spell, because when he looked at each other, he felt that the strength of the other party's energy and energy could not be detected, which meant that he was stronger than himself.

The opponent's energy and spirit are much weaker!

Although essence, energy, and spirit do not represent everything, they are the origin of a cultivator, so Lian Fengtian dare not take it lightly. Only by striking first can he still have a chance.

"Five ghosts practice, two ghosts knock on the door!"

Lian Fengtian shouted low and immediately cast a spell. Then two illusory figures appeared on his left and right, floating in the air, and then flew to Zhang Han's location!

Zhang Han just glanced at it, then formed a seal with his hands, and the two characters "Zhen" appeared in the palms of his left and right hands in an instant.

"Soul Soul!"

I saw that the two figures controlled by Lian Fengtian had arrived in front of Zhang Han, and their four long arms slammed towards his Tianling Gai!

Zhang Han was unmoved, and he shot out his hands at the same time, hitting the two figures steadily, and the two words "Zhen" got in at once.

The arms of the two figures just stopped in mid-air, and then their bodies disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Han didn't want to waste everyone's time, because the two of them were not on the same level at this time. Then he came to Lian Fengtian in a few flashes, thrust out his right hand, grabbed his neck, and then

Speaking of which, this is still the state of not using the Eight Gate Dunjia...

Lian Fengtian couldn't react at all. He knew there would be a gap between the two, but he didn't expect the gap to be so huge. The battle ended in just a few seconds!

"The game is over! Yin Yang Gate, Zhang Hansheng!"

When the three referees on the first stage saw this scene, they quickly stopped them because the outcome was already obvious and Lian Fengtian had no room to fight back.

"Concession!"

Zhang Han quickly let go of his hand and saluted the other party.

When Lian Fengtian saw that the opponent was so powerful and could salute him, the unhappiness in his heart immediately disappeared. He was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, he just couldn't react for a while.

"Brother Zhang, what a great trick! I can't even match it!"

Lian Fengtian also bowed deeply and then walked off the competition stage.

"Okay, the battle was over in less than a minute!"

Da Zhuang gave a thumbs up to Zhang Han who had just stepped off the stage and said.

"It's just good luck. I guess the opponent's sect is only a small sect of one or two people. There's nothing to be thankful for."

Zhang Han was telling the truth. After all, there are only a few sects that have been passed down for thousands of years and can continue to develop.

"I hope I can meet such an opponent and advance to another round..."

Da Zhuang muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!