In the center of the square, in front of the huge bluestone platform, Lingu cultivators were sitting in high positions, looking down at all living beings.
Below, the top ten of the Gu Feng Wu Eighty One Arena, 810 people who stood out from tens of thousands of people, were divided into four large camps, waiting quietly.
when--!
A deafening bell sounded from the top of the main peak and quickly spread throughout Jugu City.
In front of the cultivators, frost suddenly rolled up, and ice flowers bloomed out of thin air. A barefoot woman appeared from the ice flowers, her red robe dancing, as if she were a fairy.
"Fairy Hongyu!
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"This time it's Fairy Hongyu, that's great."
There was an uproar in the audience.
Fairy Lingu Hongyu is the most famous female cultivator in the Northern Wilderness. Her deeds are widely known, and the most widely circulated one is that Fairy Hongyu defeated all the heroes and won the Ice Soul, which caused a sensation in the entire Northern Wilderness at the time.
The appearance of Fairy Hongyu indicates that the Gu Summit Wu held this time will be "presided over" by her.
In the past, she was the master of various halls or other major cultivators. This may be Gu Fengwu's first time facing the outside world, or it may just be her turn.
She said she was hosting, but in fact she was just showing up. From the indifferent look on Fairy Hongyu's face, it was obvious that she had no interest in a group of "mortal people fighting with each other."
I just casually said "Let's get started" and took it as an announcement.
In front of the cultivators, Fairy Hongyu sat alone. Although she was condescending, her eyes did not look down at all.
Chen Qingyan was also observing Fairy Hongyu, or to be precise, he was observing the divine sword beside her.
This ice soul is extremely terrifying.
On the first night after he was separated from the handyman and assigned to the night patrol in Beicheng, the big monster that appeared in the big lake failed to harm him. Instead, it was the offensive launched by Bing Po, which almost killed him when the dragon was frozen in ice.
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The extreme cold that spread from his soul reduced his vitality to the lowest level and brought him to the brink of death.
Fortunately, just when he was about to consume the source points and use the method of improving his skills to save himself, a passing monk discovered him and saved him.
That was the period when Chen Qingyan was at his weakest.
The appearance of Fairy Hongyu failed to bring him any good things, so he had no feelings for this woman.
If given the chance, Chen Qingyan would definitely transform the "Ice Soul" into a source point.
Of course, just think about it, Hongyu's reputation does not rely on beauty. Before the magical weapon Bingpo, his cultivation strength was already among the top few. Now with Bingpo, he is probably only
The Valley Master, who has shown great prowess in the past few years, can definitely beat her.
Ever since that time when the evil dragon was frozen, Fairy Hongyu has not made a move for a long time.
More than 800 monks began to exit the bluestone platform. Chen Qingyan also withdrew his gaze and walked away as well.
Before the gathering, some monks had explained to them the rules of martial arts at the Valley Summit and issued new licenses to everyone.
The card number in Chen Qingyan's hand is "467", and the opponent is randomly selected. No one knows before they appear on the stage. It is no longer as random as in the previous auditions.
This seems to indicate that Lingu no longer engages in secret operations.
The main peak is the largest and thickest bone of the giant spirit remains. The bone is hollow inside, like an indoor venue, and there is a platform for monks to fight on the upper level.
Throwing away the audience seats, the space left for the arena is still large and can accommodate thousands of people standing at the same time, so four venues were divided at once as the arena, and each venue has a monk as the referee.
When there is a winner in the arena, the next group will appear immediately, without stopping, and the top 100 will be determined within one day.
Chen Qingyan came on stage in the third round and was on stage three.
The opponent is an inner disciple.
Very young, he looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, with gorgeous clothes, handsome features, and two dimples hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he seems to be somewhat famous. As soon as he appeared on stage, he aroused heated discussions among the audience in Venue 3, and there are many more
The young female disciples cheered and cheered for him.
Chen Qingyan is in his early twenties. Due to the characteristics of "Yuan Wan Gong", he looks unremarkable, but if you look closely, he looks equally handsome, but his outward temperament is so different that he seems to be dwarfed by comparison.
"Ling Ran has met senior brother."
After the young inner disciple came on stage, he greeted him politely and did not show any contempt for his opponent because he was an outer disciple.
This made the female disciples who were paying attention scream again, and the male disciples also looked in approval.
To everyone's surprise, in response to the greetings from the inner sect, Chen Qingyan, an outer sect disciple, just nodded and calmly accepted the other party's self-effacement.
"Your Majesty, Wang Teng, has met Junior Brother Ling Ran."
During the simple conversation between the two, the referee had already walked to the sidelines.
"Senior brother, be careful, I'm going to..."
Before Ling Ran finished speaking, the young man's face appeared in front of him, enlarged several times. Then the air shook, and his whole body exploded backwards.
"mean."
"Shameless."
"Ahhhhh~"
"careful."
"It's so shameless. Junior Brother Ling Ran kindly reminded him, but he attacked him sneakily."
Just as Ling Ran was about to fly out of the ring, an open iron umbrella suddenly shot out iron wires from behind Ling Ran, piercing the ground on both sides, and finally stopped the momentum at the edge of the ring.
Ling Ran's face was filled with astonishment, his face flushed, and he suddenly retched and coughed.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden spin, and there were screams from all around.
When Ling Ran came back to his senses and wanted to use his magic weapon to fight back, he found that he had fallen out of the ring.
I suddenly became a little confused.
He couldn't accept that he had lost so quickly.
In the auditorium of No. 3, the sound came one after another. In addition to the exclamations, there were more condemnations of Chen Qingyan's sneak attack.
"Junior Brother Ling Ran, I accept the offer."
Chen Qingyan arched his hands.
He found that the inner disciple in the audience seemed to have a really good character. Even if he lost, he didn't become angry, but just showed a shocked expression.
It's still too tender.
It is better to teach him a lesson yourself than to be killed when facing the enemy later.
After the referee announced the winner, Chen Qingyan jumped off the ring and patted the opponent's shoulder to express comfort.
After being stunned for a while, Ling Ran finally recovered from the shock.
"Senior Brother Wang Teng, you are so awesome."
He looked amazed, "Senior brother, how did you do it?"
Chen Qingyan currently has a good sense of the young man and pointed to the iron umbrella behind him.
Ling Ran lowered his head and saw a row of lines as thin as bamboo sticks hanging dangling in the air.
Only then did he realize that the rope supporting him had been cut off silently.
"When...this is Thousand Smelted Iron, the material of the magic weapon..." the young man murmured, finally convinced.
"It's important to have the opportunity first." Chen Qingyan encouraged him a few words, then turned and left.
He saw several inner disciples who were the same age as Ling Ran and began to walk towards the two of them.
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