Seeing the murderous looks in Zhang Wanyi and Chu Jianghong's eyes, Li Erdan also gave a helpless smile.
"There must be a little grudge."
Guo Songlin and Guo Songxue, brother and sister, heard Li Erdan's answer and glanced at the murderous Zhang Wanyi and Chu Jianghong not far away.
Just a small grudge?
However, the brother and sister saw that Li Erdan had no intention of explaining to the two of them, so they stopped asking.
In the eyes of the two brothers, Li Erdan only needs to keep his position in the top forty in the knockout round. Even if Zhang Wanyi and Chu Jianghong have a lot of grudges with Li Erdan, in the knockout round,
Neither of them had a chance to take action.
At this time, the heads and heads of the forty hermit families in the stands also sat down one after another. Seeing everyone sitting down, Wei Mi's eyes suddenly opened, a pair of bright eyes,
Like brilliant stars, he glanced around the stage and off the stage, and then slowly stood up from the wooden chair.
"brush!"
Seeing Wu Yazi, the host, stand up, the noisy square suddenly fell silent.
I saw Wu Yazi, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, with an extremely serious expression on his face, cupping his fists and cupping his hands as he faced the stage and off stage.
"Fellow martial arts comrades..." Wu Yazi spent about two hours talking about some official nonsense, such as the importance of participation in martial arts competitions, what point should be the end, and so on.
Then began to announce the competition process, rules, etc. of the entire Hermit Power Conference.
In a word, the rules and competition procedures mentioned by Wu Yazi are basically the same as those introduced by the Guo family and his son and Li Erdan.
"Now I announce that this time the Kunlun Sect Hermit Power Conference Arena Battle will begin now. I believe everyone has understood the rules. There are ten wooden boxes in the front row under the stands. The wooden boxes contain the names of the contestants from each family sect.
As well as the venue for the competition, you can come and grab it now."
As soon as Wu Yazi's calm voice fell, the originally silent square suddenly erupted into a burst of noise again.
Gearing up and can't wait.
I felt unsure and uneasy.
In short, at this moment, various emotions were displayed on the faces of hundreds of young disciples.
"Hahaha, why is there no one who comes up first to draw lots? Then ask me to come first. Anyway, whoever I draw will be the same."
A domineering laughter sounded, and then a handsome young man walked slowly to a wooden box in front of the stands with extremely domineering steps.
At this time, in a small open space in front of the stands, there were ten well-sealed wooden boxes. There was only a small hole as thick as an arm in the entire wooden box.
Behind each wooden box sat a disciple of the Kunlun Sect.
"This fellow Taoist, his name, which family he represents."
A disciple of the Kunlun Sect said.
"Tong Jian, represents the hermit Zhou family."
"Fellow Taoist, I have completed the registration. Now please put your hand into the wooden box and grab your opponent."
The Kunlun sect disciple said expressionlessly.
"Actually, there is no need to go to such trouble. Just assign me any opponent. Anyway, no matter who encounters me, he will be unlucky."
Tong Jian laughed extremely confidently.
"Damn it! This kid is too arrogant. Who does he think he is? Look at his coaxing look. I'd better let this kid catch me. I'll go up and give this kid a good beating."
"The Hermit Zhou family, a small and downtrodden family, still dare to be so arrogant."
"Don't underestimate this Tong Jian. I know this Tong Jian. He is the strongest among the casual cultivators. He is a close disciple of Dugu Chan. He has a certain amount of arrogance. Didn't you see that aura?
He has already reached the Great Perfection level in the late Earth Level, and I estimate that this guy is very likely to be able to enter the Xuantian Ranking this year."
Amidst the slurs and comments, Tong Jian, who looked confident, casually took out a small ball the size of a table tennis ball from the wooden box.
"Fellow Taoist, just leave this to me."
the staff said.
After Tong Jian handed the small ball to the Taoist in charge, he saw that the Taoist squeezed the small plastic ball and immediately split it into two parts, and took out a note from the small ball.
"Fellow Taoist, you are on the third stage, and your opponent is Zheng Jianxin of Fengyun Sect."
The responsible veteran said softly.
"Hahaha, Fengyun Sect, such a domineering sect name, but this friend named Zheng Jianxin, if you meet me, Tong Jian, you will be unlucky. I will wait for you in the third arena."
After Tong Jian finished speaking with a confident look on his face, he put his hands behind his back and walked straight to the No. 3 ring with confident steps.
"Hmph! Tong Jian, don't be arrogant. If you really think you can be invincible in this conference, I'll give you a message. It's bad luck for you if you meet me, Zheng Jianxin."
The angry voice fell, and a red-faced young man emerged from the crowd, with red eyes and an angry look on his face.
With Tong Jian's domineering appearance, the whole scene suddenly became heated, and many strong men of the younger generation began to rush forward to draw lots.
At this time, Gu Yifei, Sun Yang, Fu Piaoxue and other young talents from the previous Xuantian Ranking had already stepped aside, staring at the many children of the hermit force who were vying to draw lots.
"This Tong Jian is a bit interesting. He is arrogant and domineering. I wonder if he is really capable. Who will follow me to Arena No. 3 to have a look?"
Sun Yang, who was holding a straw in his mouth and looking lazy, said calmly.
"Haha! Brother Sun Yang, don't look at this Tong Jian's arrogance. I can guarantee that this Tong Jian is definitely one of the dark horses in this session.
Although this kid is a bit arrogant, he has a bit of arrogance. Brothers at the bottom of the rankings, you should carefully observe this Tong Jian. Maybe in two days, one of you will become the challenge of this Tong Jian.
Object."
Hearing this smiling voice, everyone's eyes turned towards this voice.
The speaker is a very funny-looking young man, only about 1.5 meters tall, with a big belly, short legs, a rosy baby face, and two mustaches under his nose.
I find this guy very funny.
However, most of the thirty or so young talents looked at this funny-looking fat man with a hint of awe in their eyes.
Although the little fat man looks ugly, he is definitely a person with real abilities.
Gundilong, ranked fifth in the last Xuantian Ranking, is the son of the leader of the cultivation force Zhenwu Sect.
"Gundilong, aren't you Bai Xiaosheng who is known as the martial arts world?
Don't you always brag that in the entire martial arts world, apart from senior Taoist Tianji, you are the one who is most familiar with the Chinese martial arts world?
Fortunately, it will take a while for the arena competition to officially start. Let me tell you all about the ruthless characters in today's hermit force conference, so brothers should be prepared."
A young man walked up to the ground dragon and asked softly.