Half an hour passed quickly, and soon there were only eight people left standing in the arena that had been densely packed with people before.
Among these eight people, only Liu Yi, Mo Lan and that strange monk still maintained good physical strength.
The other five people were panting and suffering from various injuries. They had no idea how hard they had to fight before they could stand still.
It seems that there are no very strong masters in the Xuanwu area. The masters are probably concentrated in the other three areas.
Liu Yi didn't know whether to be happy or to have other thoughts. In short, it would be a difficult battle to win among the top 32.
"The regional competition is over!"
At this time, Mo Tian, the owner of Tianxia Villa, finally stood up and said, "Let our thirty-two elites board the Tuotian Arena."
After the words fell, Liu Yi immediately stood up and stepped on the Tai Chi sword, leaving the ground directly and flying towards the central arena.
There was a group of spectators below, looking at the thirty-two strong and cheering continuously.
Liu Yi even saw Chen Keqing sitting in the audience with an injury on his shoulder, waving his fist at him.
It seems that the senior sister has lost... Come to think of it, in an area with many other masters, it will be difficult for me, the parallel import senior sister, to stand firm.
It would be great if it was in the Xuanwu area. With my own strength, I can help Chen Keqing hold a magic circle. When the time is approaching, I can grab a magic circle for myself.
Liu Yi flew down on the huge central arena amid the cheers of a group of spectators.
When Liu Yi fell, he finally saw those familiar faces.
Gu Yu looked indifferent and looked arrogant. What surprised Liu Yi the most was that he actually saw Li Heqiang and the cat girl Bai Xiaowei!
Is Linglong Sect so powerful?
The other people, judging from their clothes, were disciples of other sects. Among them, the larger ones were from sects such as Xian Xuefeng and Longhu Dao.
However, there is only one strange monk from Liu Yi's group in Zen Longxiang Temple.
Gao Feng glanced at Liu Yi, then stretched out his hand and made a motion of slitting his throat.
Is this guy becoming a professional killer?
"You are all elites in the world of immortality. It can be said that you are the thirteen strongest people in the new generation."
Mo Tian stood on the high platform, slowly looking at the thirty-two people below him, as if he didn't see his daughter, and continued.
"After I raise the sky-moving arena in a moment, you can go to the resting place below to recover your energy."
After Mo Tian finished speaking, he clapped his hands lightly.
The disciples of Tianxia Villa who were standing around the arena immediately stretched out their fingers and pointed at the Heaven-supporting arena.
Rays of yellow light flew out and hit some stone pillars next to the arena.
Suddenly, the huge arena began to tremble slowly. The audience was excited and watched this scene with great excitement.
"What is going on at Tianxia Villa?"
Liu Yi was a little surprised.
"You'll know."
Mo Lan stood beside Liu Yi and said with a smile, "Don't be too surprised."
"Amitabha... is so kind..."
The monk was obviously more panicked and recited the scriptures repeatedly.
"Master, I said you are not afraid of earthquakes, are you?"
After all, they were from the same group, so Liu Yi couldn't help but turn around and ask.
"It's so kind... I'm scared of earthquakes..."
The monk touched his bald head and said, "This poor monk is afraid of heights..."
Afraid of heights?
What does fear of heights have to do with earthquakes?
Before Liu Yi could figure it out, the ground suddenly shook more violently.
Then, the entire arena suddenly rose from the ground and rose directly into the sky!
Liu Yi blinked, and the arena had already risen into the air.
Tuotian Arena... No wonder it's called Tuotian Arena...
Liu Yi found that the arena beneath his feet had "walked" out of the ground.
This is no arena, it's clearly a huge dragon turtle!
The dragon turtle was more than two hundred meters long, more than one hundred meters wide, and more than thirty meters high. Its head protruded from the shell, opened its mouth, and roared.
This sound caused the entire Tianxia Villa to tremble.
I wonder... what kind of mythical beast is this!
The turtle's head is too long...
"This is the mythical beast raised in our Tianxia Villa, the Tortoise of Heaven."
Moran said proudly, "Also known as the Immortal Turtle!"
"And the Ninja Turtles..."
Liu Yi curled his lips, but he was indeed surprised by this huge turtle!
The creatures in the world of immortality are really magical... Apart from the dragon, this is the first time Liu Yi has seen such a huge guy...
Oh, by the way, there’s also Mo Shang. But Mo Shang doesn’t look as domineering as this turtle at all!
"The arena is ready, and the audience seats are in observation mode."
After Mo Tian finished speaking, the auditorium immediately began to rise, with rows of stone pillars continuously lifting the auditorium.
Soon, the entire place formed a huge encirclement, with the proudly standing Turtle in the center!
"Oh, I really want to fight up there..."
Chen Keqing looked at Liu Yi on the turtle's back with envy. His ambition to make Yangxian Hall famous could only be left to that annoying guy...
"Let's go down and replenish our energy first."
Moran said, turned around and flew off the ring.
"I'm going, don't run around, I don't know the way!"
Liu Yi hurriedly chased Mo Lan and flew off the turtle's back. Among these thirty-two people, he was somewhat familiar with Mo Lan.
That Guyu...basically doesn't think much of himself, and has an enemy attitude.
"Damn it, why are you chasing me? I don't owe you money!"
Mo Lan gave Liu Yi a blank look.
"I am a newcomer. You are also the future heir of this villa. You have to take care of me!"
"Go, now remember that I am from the Villa. Why didn't you tell me when I stole something?"
"Well...the weather is nice today..."
"Not bad, your sister...come here quickly!"
Moran glared at Liu Yi and couldn't stand his rogue side, so he had to take him to fly to a place below where a huge magic circle was floating.
Upon arriving here, Liu Yi immediately felt a warm power filling his body.
The slight feeling of fatigue I had before disappeared in an instant.
It was like a gentle little angel using her divine power to expel the inert elements in Liu Yi's body.
"Hey, what kind of light is this? It's so magical?"
"Tun Pao, this is called the Huitian Magic Formation."
Moran rolled his eyes at Liu Yi again, then pointed at the magic circle and said, "See, the function of this magic circle is to speed up the recovery of your strength and replenish your energy. In this way, after the battle,
After the match, you can recover to your peak condition as quickly as possible and then face the next battle."
"I see……"
Liu Yi nodded, thinking that this thing is quite magical.
The monk on the side suddenly said in a muffled voice.
"That's so good. Isn't this the same effect as the big Buddha in our temple?"
The giant Buddha in Longxiang Temple also has the effect of restoring vitality and spirit. Liu Yi knows this.
"Master, may I ask your name?"
Liu Yi thought this monk was quite interesting, so he went up and asked about his name.
"You're so kind. It's useless for you to know a poor monk. The poor monk won't read your face."
The great monk said while picking his nose.
"This... is just to get acquainted. I never read faces. My life is in my own hands."
Liu Yi said.
"Huh? I like what you say. I admire you."
The great monk nodded, stretched out his hand to rub his nose on the stone pillar beside him, then turned to Liu Yi and stretched out his hand, "The poor monk's name is Yuantong, what is your name, donor?"
Ci'ao, Yuantong, I'm still called Shentong!
Liu Yi looked at the great monk's hand and hesitated for a long time but still didn't stretch out his hand.
"I am Liu Yi, the thirteenth generation disciple of Yangxian Hall..."
"Ah, I seem to have heard this name somewhere... By the way, it seems that you killed a lot of demon cubs a while ago... Amitabha, killing is too heavy... Your behavior is simply... simply...
…It’s very bad!”
Yuantong had a look of hatred on his face, "I can't understand... when you do this kind of thing... why don't you call me? You're so kind!"
Liu Yi was sweating all over his head. He thought he was going to be lectured about all kinds of Buddhist teachings and all kinds of things that would save all sentient beings. He didn't expect that Yuantong would say such a thing.
"Those demon bastards should have been killed a long time ago! Next time, call the poor monk and let him save them with his own hands!"
Khan, this great monk must have more murderous intent!
"Sigh... Speaking of which, the poor monk and Donor Liu are destined to be together."
This Yuantong stretched out the hand that had just picked his nose, touched his bald head, and said with great regret, "It will be terrible if I meet you in the top 32 competition later. God bless you, please don't do it."
It’s up to you.”
"Don't worry, there are so many people, there's not much to carry."
Liu Yi quickly comforted him.
"That's right. You're so kind. Anyway, I asked Buddha to bless me! There will be no problem!"
Yuantong seemed to believe in the Buddha, but if he didn't believe it, he wouldn't have joined the Zen sect.
"The next round of competition is about to begin."
Mo Lan checked the time, then strode up to Liu Yi and said, "I hope to meet you. The problems between us need to be resolved properly."
Yuantong immediately looked at Liu Yi with an ambiguous look, "Donor Liu, I didn't expect you to have an affair with Zhuang Mo's daughter. It's so nice..."
"Who is having an affair with this guy!"
Before Liu Yi could explain, Mo Lan blushed angrily, picked up his Fangtian Painted Halberd, and pointed it at Yuantong opposite, "Great monk, if you have the guts, please tell me once!"
"Amitabha, Amitabha... the poor monk didn't say anything... didn't say anything..."
Na Yuantong quickly put his hands together and apologized repeatedly.
Only then did Mo Lan regain his composure and put down his halberd.
The great monk touched Liu Yi with his elbow and whispered, "You little lover has quite a bad temper..."
"Go to hell!"
Molan's small flame suddenly started to burn again. He picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd and was about to poke it.
At this time, Mo Tian's voice sounded throughout the entire Tianxia Villa.
"The top 32 competition has officially begun, and the drawing begins now!"