After waiting for a moment in the competition field, Sun Ji, the elder of Lingyun Palace who was hosting the conference, jumped onto the high platform and said loudly: "Everyone, the top eight for the rookie competition have been born. Starting today, the top eight will be held for three consecutive days.
The top three winners will be lucky enough to receive generous rewards from our organizers. Now, all the top eight contestants, please come on stage and draw lots in public to decide your opponent today." After hearing his words, Leng Xuan immediately moved his body and leaped forward.
On the high platform.
After everyone else arrived, the middle-aged man placed eight silver balls of light in front of everyone without saying a word. Leng Xuan glanced at it and randomly selected a silver ball from them. When the silver ball was crushed,
, only to see a blue silver medal appearing inside. At the same time, he found that among the people around him, there was another person holding the same blue silver medal in his hand. When the middle-aged man saw this, he immediately said loudly: "
The first battle of the top eight, Leng Xuan versus Qi Fei." After hearing this, Leng Xuan looked at Qi Fei a few times, and the other party was also observing him. When the two people's eyes came into contact with each other, Qi Fei
Fei smiled slightly and nodded slightly, as if to say hello. Leng Xuan smiled back with a calm expression, then flew off the high platform to prepare for the upcoming competition.
After returning to the crowd, they heard Taoist Po say: "Boy, this Qi Fei is the great disciple of the Qitian Sect. His cultivation has reached the late stage of Lingji. You have to be careful later." Leng Xuan remembered the last time he competed with him.
Hua Cheng is also a disciple of the Qitian Sect. He has a slight understanding of the Qitian Sect's techniques, and he nodded without saying much.
At this moment, the panel erected in the center of the field already displayed the list of four duels. In addition to his battle with Qi Fei, the other three groups were Qin Ming vs. Cheng Ying, and the masked man in black vs.
Han Hao and Wang Ziqin battled against Mu Yan. At this moment, a stone platform was slowly rising in the air. At the same time, two referees flew up and stood on the left and right sides of the stone platform. Leng Xuan took a deep breath.
, and then tiptoed the ground, his figure soared into the sky, and landed on the stone platform in the blink of an eye. Qi Fei also arrived at the same time as him. The two sides stood still, and Qi Fei cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Leng Xuan, you really surprised everyone." Leng Xuan shrugged and said, "I'm used to it."
Qi Fei said with his hands behind his back: "Hua Cheng is my junior brother. He thinks very highly of you. I am lucky enough to have chosen you as my opponent today. I would like to learn from you." Leng Xuan cupped his fists and said, "To each other." Qi Fei nodded.
"In previous years' rookie competitions, the top eight battles were all extremely brutal. But there is no hatred between you and me, so why risk your lives? Why don't we just call it a day. How about that?" Leng Xuan smiled slightly,
He said: "Okay, Brother Qi's words are exactly what I want." After saying that, he raised one hand, and with a burst of golden light shining, the Dragon Subduing Staff instantly appeared in his hand. He raised his head and said: "Brother Qi, please
Enlighten me!" Qi Fei flicked his fingers and heard a clang of swords resounding throughout the audience. Immediately, a beam of dazzling blue light fell from the sky and was inserted straight into the center of the stone platform. When the blue light faded, only
A sword with clumsy carvings and as green as autumn water appeared in everyone's sight. Qi Fei smiled and said: "This sword is called Feitian. It is quite sharp. Brother Leng, please be careful."